Chapter 47：

Before going to bed, Shao Xuanlong glanced at his attribute panel.

It has improved a lot these days.

Combat strength increased by 2 points.

The further down the line, the more difficult it is, and the remaining 50,000 luck points may not be able to increase the combat power by 1 point.

A lot of useful items have also been obtained. Not to mention the black technology monitoring and surveillance the size of sesame seeds, Shao Xuanlong is most optimistic about the "God-level Human Body Disguise", which is an artifact.

After use, it can simulate anyone, height, posture, appearance, and tone are almost the same, even the deity may not be able to distinguish.

Too bad it's a one-time item.

Keep it for now, just in case you need it!

In addition, an active skill has been added - [Eyes like an abyss]!

The previous two skills are passive and belong to the skills that increase their temperament.

And this active skill can be activated at any time.

Depleting one's own energy and energy, and staring at it, can scare the faint-hearted, and even scare people with heart disease to death.

The spirit and energy that is consumed can also be replenished through sleep.

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the next day.

When Qiao Ruobing came to the company, it was obvious that he was not in the state, and he would be distracted from time to time.

The assistants were a little stunned and didn't dare to ask.

Until after get off work, Qiao Ruobing, who was cold as ice, had a colder look on his face than usual.

All over his face was written: Whoever provokes me - kill Wushe!

The employees encountered did not dare to come forward to say hello, bow their heads, and look as if they were afraid to avoid it.

Back to Linjiang Villa.

As soon as the team entered the yard, Qiao Ruobing saw several bodyguards playing cards in the yard, all of which belonged to Shao Xuanlong.

No organization, no discipline!

But why are they here?

Didn't you go?

Qiao Ruobing suddenly had some strange emotions in her heart, could it be that he... didn't leave?

"I'm back." The third child put down the cards and stood up to say hello.

Qiao Ruobing was expressionless and glanced at several bodyguards: "Shao Xuanlong said yesterday that he was going to move today. What time is it now? Haven't moved yet?"

"When did it happen? The young master didn't tell us." The third child was confused and looked at the other bodyguards, and everyone was confused.

"Does he really take this place as his home?" Qiao Ruobing frowned, but the joy in his eyebrows was almost exposed.

"What are you talking about? Aren't you and our young master a family?" The third child responded.

"..."

Qiao Ruobing took a deep breath and snorted coldly: "Take the cards away, don't make a mess of me here, otherwise, don't blame me for not giving any face, what about you young masters?"

"Young master is reading in the house." The third child replied.

"If you don't do anything every day, you know that you are reading at home. What kind of cultural person does he pretend to be?" Qiao Ruobing snorted coldly, and then entered the villa.

Swallow followed her.

The other male bodyguards are outside.

Yanzi clearly felt that Qiao Ruobing was no longer cold, as if an iceberg was melting.

...

"I think too much."

"Grass."

"Wasting me so much luck..."

Shao Xuanlong was on the sofa, reading a novel about cultivating immortals.

Originally, I thought that according to the intelligent push of the lottery, there might be a few exercises for immortal cultivation.

No matter how bad it is, there will be a few pills such as washing marrow pills, bigu pills, etc., right?

As a result... I took a few hairs!

But think about it too, this special world background is urban after all.

The so-called son of luck is also just the king of soldiers.

It is unlikely that there will be something that crushes the world, so it will directly become a fairy.

Ask the system.

The system just ambiguously mentioned to Shao Xuanlong: "The son of luck is not the same."

This is limitless imagination.

"Is it necessary to kill Su Han so that the second Son of Luck will appear?"

"Will the second Son of Luck come from the background of urban immortal cultivation?"

"Then I will be able to draw the cultivation technique? Immortal Immortality Pill?"

These questions were not answered by the system.

Shao Xuanlong felt that the system was not very intelligent, and it was slightly better than the artificial mental retardation. Chatting with him was dry and emotionless, more like an auxiliary lottery.

but,

Although the system did not answer, it gave Shao Xuanlong a little hope.

Maybe in the future you can get the elixir of immortality.