With 30 blood semen, Li Feng ran to another park more than ten miles away without stopping.

This park is called Plaza Park, located near Qincheng Square. It is currently the largest park in Qincheng City, no one.

The area covers an area of ​​thirteen square kilometers, which is obviously not comparable to that of Huangshi Park.

Naturally, the square park at this time is also filled with a large number of fish and snakes, all kinds of people.

There are all kinds of vendors who sing opera, Tai Chi, swordsman, birds, square dances, and various vendors who watch Feng Shui!

The most important thing is that there are old men fighting crickets here, which is the group where Li Feng is looking for his target today.

He quietly found a group of middle-aged people. He watched them gather in the crowd of old men and concentrated in the cricket basin. He was thinking about how to buy a small cricket from these old men, but an accident happened.

"Bang, bang..."

silence!

A dozen people surrounding the cricket fighting were silent, and then a low and eager shout: "It's over, my golden-headed general..."

The accident happened very suddenly, and the crowd burst into a blast.

It turned out that they were two old men who each took out their proud cricket fights. As a result, a ball flew from somewhere and smashed it hard on the basin.

After being hit like this, the basin naturally rolled over, but this is not the most important thing. The two crickets inside were tragically affected by the fish in the pond.

Li Feng was watching the fun while watching the fun, and couldn't help but feel silent. Something happened.

The culprit turned out to be several children aged 8 or 9. The children found out that they were in trouble and were so scared that they scattered their birds and walked away in an instant, without even needing the ball.

It just made the two miserables suffer.

One of them was fine, but his heart was lucky. He was not hit by the ball. He was just frightened and immediately caught back to the cricket by the owner.

But the other old man was in trouble. Obviously, his golden general was wiped by a ball and he seemed to be unable to survive.

"What a big cricket." Li Feng couldn't help but be amazed when he saw the old man holding the dying cricket in his hand.

Crickets are also called crickets. This is the first time Li Feng has seen such a big cricket. The ordinary cricket is only about 20MM, but this one is better. Just by eye measurement, I am afraid it has about 28MM.

The size of 25MM crickets is no longer common, but at this moment, the old man's cricket is nearly three centimeters and has a big golden head. No wonder he is called General Golden Head.

This name is really appropriate!

Those who play crickets in the park are actually not professional. They are usually half-abid and are usually very idle.

But obviously, this golden-headed general is definitely stronger than those who specialize in cricket fighting.

This cricket fight is probably valuable, no wonder the old man is so heartbroken.

"As old, let me die, I'm helpless."

"Oh my God, this powerful golden-headed general didn't die on his opponent, but on the ball. I heard that it's tens of thousands of yuan." Others whispered and sighed, "It's a pity.

"Ten thousand yuan, your uncle." Li Feng witnessed it with his own eyes and really had a great experience. Such a small insect is actually tens of thousands of yuan. The insect is more expensive than humans. This world!

Unfortunately, the most powerful general of Gladiator was still a little bug. He was just hit by a ball, and the result was tragic and almost lost his anger.

The old man, who is called an old man, looks like a madman, just holding the golden-headed general in both hands, and has not spoken for a long time. This matter is probably very bad for this old man, and he ignores the low voices of others.

When Li Feng came here, he was mainly looking for cricket vendors, and planned to buy one for random trials. Now that he encountered this, he couldn't bear it for a moment and felt a little moved.

Since I happened to find a cricket to prove whether my essence and blood can be fed, why not help this old man now?

If essence and blood have an effect on this golden general, then the magic of essence and blood should be able to rescue it, right?

Thinking of this, Li Feng coughed lightly: "Old man, can you let me see your golden-headed general?"

He asked with a raised voice despite other people's doubts.

However, the old man probably suffered a heavy blow and had great feelings for the Golden Head General. He did not respond at all, but just looked at the dying treasure in his hand.

"Old man, I have been raising insects for generations. Maybe I can save it." Li Feng coughed dryly, said loudly with a thick face.

Save it!?

This time, the old man had a slight reaction. His body shook slightly, he raised his head, put his hands on Li Feng's shoulders and said nervously: "Young man, what did you say? You said you could save it?"

"Uh, there is nothing guaranteed, I'm just a little sure." Li Feng didn't dare to say things too well and said with reservations.

However, he himself didn't know how shocking his words that he had reserved for himself were in the eyes of others.

"Where did the young boy come from? This general was hit by the ball. Not to mention that he could save him, it would be difficult for him to survive for a while."

"No, haha, this world is so heartless. Another young man who wants to go astray. Isn't this guy worried about the consequences of bragging around and angering old age?"

Among the crowd, several old men shook their heads in a low voice and sighed. Li Feng just heard this.

It seems that old age is not easy!

However, the two old men really misunderstood him, Li Feng. Now Li Feng regrets that he can't bear to act as a good person for a while, but now that he has already said that it is difficult to retreat, so he can only bite the bullet and say: "Can you do it, I'm not sure, old man, your baby is like this anyway, let me see, maybe there will be a turning point."

"Okay." The old man stared at Li Feng for a long time before he said.

This young man is right. Anyway, the golden head is not happy. Now no matter whether this young man has real skills or comes to his own relationship, he will be a silence.

"Young man, as long as you can save it, I will assume that I owe you a favor." The old man couldn't help but add another sentence.

But it caused others to gasp and make the old man owe a favor. If the general is really cured by this guy, would that be great?

Of course, they were amazed and amazed, but others glanced at the golden-headed general who could not survive, and then shook his head, not taking this promise seriously.

"Then, I'll take it back. Tomorrow, will it work? I'll bring it back to you?" Li Feng tried.

In fact, it doesn’t take such trouble to save the Golden Head General. He just needs to inject some energy into the general and he will have results.

But now there are many eyes and people, and Li Feng now understands that it seems that this old man has a very status and status. If he only rescued the general so easily, this favor would be worthless.

The problem is that he doesn't know whether he is willing to let him take the golden-headed general away! Li Feng is not sure about this.

"Okay, you can take it back for treatment. There is not much time left. You should bring the golden head back for treatment." Unexpectedly, the old man did not think too much about this, but instead was worried about the urgent issue of time.

With the words of old age, Li Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

When things developed to this end, this was not what he wanted. I'm sorry, this was just a matter of being soft-hearted and meddling for the time being.

He put the golden-headed general into a cricket basin and quickly returned home under the merciful eyes of the crowd.

Half an hour later.

The old man in the square park has returned to a large mansion. After buffering, although the old man is still worried about the golden general, he has had a serious blow before.

He was half lying in the recliner chair falling in the courtyard, smoking silently. Soon, a man in his thirties walked in lightly.

"How is it?"

"Age, the young man is called Li Feng. He is a fresh graduate of Qinshi University this year. He has now returned to Qinshi University dormitory." The man first filled the cup of hot tea for the old man before whispering respectfully.

"Hmm? A student? It seems that I am thinking too much..."

...

In front of Qin's gate.

"Heart essence, my goodness, don't be timid at the critical moment, otherwise it will hurt me." Li Feng didn't have time to think too much, and he bleeded heavily. He got off a taxi and hurried back towards the school building.

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