Synopsis
Bai Feng traveled through time and had a sister who was born with immortal bones.
He thought that as long as he held his sister’s thighs tightly, he could live freely in this dangerous world of cultivating immortals, until he woke up and found that his mother was preparing to take out his sister’s immortal bones and install them on him.
At this moment, he realized that he had a villain’s script!
At this time, the system appeared. As long as he targeted the son of luck and seized the son of luck’s luck value, he could get a generous reward.
But at the same time, if the plundered luck value is too high, it will also cause the son of luck to be vigilant or even hostile.
Bai Feng looked at the three sons of luck in the city, and he decided-to do it!
Whoever wants to be the villain can be, there are three sons of luck in a city alone, and he dare not think about how many sons of luck there are in the world.
So when he was recruiting students in the sect, he avoided the sect, which was the gathering place of the sons of luck, and also avoided several industries where the sons of luck often appeared. Every day he drew pictures, listened to music, and did what he wanted to do.
Many years later, Tianji Tower had the honor to interview the sons of luck around Bai Feng and asked them what they thought of Bai Feng:
Son of luck A: No one knows Bai Feng better than me. He is not the selfish person who covets the immortal bone as rumored. On the contrary, he has no interest in the immortal bone, but has been secretly protecting his sister.
Son of luck B: Many people call me the son of luck, the man of destiny, but in my opinion, Brother Bai is the real man of destiny. He is enthusiastic and upright, and he steps into the immortal path with his mediocre body.
Bai Feng, who was watching the interview at this time, slowly pressed a ‘? ’
They are slandering!
And you sons of luck, stay away from me!