Han Feng: Actually, you don’t need to bring yourself into this, because I am only targeting a few individuals in the group. I hope you can understand.
Jiang Feng: I can understand that you are targeting Liu Tie and Liu Chushuang, but please don’t involve Dilraba Dilmurat, she is my dream lover.
Dilraba Dilmurat: You don't need to worry about my affairs! Also, please stop disgusting me.
Jiang Feng: ....
Han Feng changed the subject: By the way, I just opened a treasure chest and got a pair of black hip-hugging stockings. If anyone of you needs them, you can come to me to exchange them.
Wu Dahai: Why do you always come up with this kind of stuff?
Han Feng sighed: I don’t want to either.
Li Pangpang: Han Feng, give me your stockings.
Han Feng was slightly stunned: What do you want this thing for?
Li Pangpang chuckled: Hobby.
Everyone suddenly felt a chill.
This is a fucking pervert, right?
Han Feng: What can you give me?
Whether Li Pangpang is a pervert or not has nothing to do with him. For him, as long as he can exchange it for supplies, it’s enough.
Li Pangpang pretended to be deep and said: I can't give you anything, but as the strongest man in our district, I can protect you in the future!
Han Feng: Get out!
Isn't it just awakening an iron man talent?
Do you really think of yourself as someone important?
What the hell!
Li Pangpang's voice turned cold: Don't you give face to the strongest man in the district?
Han Feng: What kind of face am I giving you? You ant-like creature, what do you want to have in front of me?
Fatty Li: Han Feng...you have offended me!
Han Feng sneered: You'd better go somewhere cooler!
Li Pangpang: Here, I formally challenge you!
Han Feng: No problem, when there’s a chance, I’ll definitely have fun with you!
Yang Mi: Han Feng, I want to exchange with you.
Peng Yu: Sister Mi’s long legs must look very sexy in this outfit. I really want to see them.
Yang Mi: Shut your stinky mouth!
Peng Yu: Okay, Sister Mi.
Jiang Feng: Actually, with Dilraba Dilmurat’s tall figure, she would definitely look good in black stockings.
Xu Damao: What's the point of looking good? You can't see it.
Jiang Feng: Can’t I just fantasize about it?
Dilraba Dilmurat: ....
Han Feng: Yang Mi, what can you give me?
Yang Mi: I’ll give you a wooden round table.
Han Feng: Your family runs a furniture store, right?
In the past few days, Yang Mi sold a lot of things like sofas, wooden stools and tables.
Where did you get it from?
Yang Mi: Just tell me if we can exchange?
Han Feng: Yes.
Anyway, there is no use keeping that black silk stocking in my hand, so it won’t be a loss to exchange it for a table.
Yang Mi: Let’s go to the trading hall.
Afterwards, the two went to the trading hall and successfully completed the transaction.
Han Feng then walked out of the thatched hut and left the wooden table to be swallowed by the wooden fence.
Just as he was about to return to the thatched hut, a woman's gentle voice suddenly rang in his mind, "Human, can you do me a favor?"
"who?"
Han Feng's expression froze.
"It's me, your sister Moon."
The soft voice sounded again.
Han Feng raised his eyebrows and looked up.
A bright moon is suspended in the air, emitting beautiful light.
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, "Sister Yueyue, what can I do for you?"
Moon: "Help me scold someone."
Han Feng frowned and asked curiously, "Who are you scolding?"
Moon: "Scold Xiaoyang!"
Han Feng was a little confused, "Who is Xiaoyang?"
Moon: "Xiaoyang is the sun!"
Han Feng's mouth suddenly widened. "Why are you scolding it? Did it offend you?"
The moon and the sun don't meet once every eight hundred years, right?
What contradiction could there be between them?
Yueliang snorted, "Don't ask why. Just scold him."
Han Feng rubbed his nose. "Sister Yueliang, you don't know this. I'm a very well-mannered person and never curse at anyone. Besides, I have a good relationship with Brother Yang. Cursing him for no reason is a bit inappropriate, isn't it?"
Moon: "I won't ask you for help in vain, I'll pay you!"
Han Feng's eyes flickered, and he asked calmly, "What's the reward?"
Moon: "You have a spiritual oil lamp, right? I can help it upgrade to level 3 and awaken a new talent for it!"
"really!"
Han Feng suddenly became excited.
If only the moon could do this.
I can only blame the sun...
The moon said solemnly: "Of course it's true."
Han Feng gritted his teeth and said, "I agree."
The moon was surprised and asked, "Didn't you just say that the sun is your good friend? How can you even scold your friend?"
Han Feng coughed awkwardly. "You don't know, we're just brothers on the surface. That guy, Sun, acts so cool all day long, and even puts on a cocky attitude in front of me. I've actually disliked him for a long time."
Yueliang said thoughtfully, "You're right about that. That guy is really arrogant and cocky."
Han Feng was a little impatient. "Sister Yueyue, I have already agreed to your request. Shouldn't you help me upgrade my oil lamp?"
The moon reminded him, "Don't forget to scold the sun. You must scold him severely. If you can't do this, I will bear a grudge against you."
Han Feng promised solemnly, "Don't worry, I'll severely humiliate him tomorrow morning!"
Moon: "Take out your oil lamp."
Han Feng rushed into the thatched hut quickly and returned to his original place carrying the oil lamp.
Moon: "Put it on the ground."
Han Feng followed his instructions and carefully put down the oil lamp.
But at this moment, a ray of moonlight shot down.
The moonlight was extremely bright, like a dazzling beam of light, shining on the oil lamp, sinking into it, and disappearing without a trace.
Moon sighed softly, "Alright, it's done."
Han Feng's expression changed. He stared at the oil lamp and activated his insight talent to observe.
Target: Oil lamp.
Level: Level 3.
Evolution degree: 0%.
Attack power: 0.
Defense: 10.
Mental strength: 30.
Talents: Blessing, Dispel, Moonlight Ice Blade.
Confirming that the oil lamp had indeed been promoted to level 3 and had awakened the Moonlight Ice Blade talent, Han Feng was overjoyed and said gratefully to the moon, "Sister Moon, thank you so much!"
Yueliang disagreed. "It's just a business deal, no need to be polite. Well, I'm going to work. I won't chat with you anymore."
"Goodbye, Sister Moon!"
Han Feng greeted him, then turned to face the oil lamp and chuckled, "Little oil lamp, what kind of ability does your new talent have?"
Oil Lamp: "Using light as a medium, it condenses into a giant long sword. It not only has physical killing power, but also has extremely strong freezing damage effect."
"That sounds pretty cool."
Han Feng muttered and ordered, "Little Oil Lamp, show the power of your new talent."
How powerful is the Moonlight Ice Blade?
You can only be sure if you see it with your own eyes.
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