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"That's it, congratulations to Team Leader Nan!"

Mu Ping waved his hand generously, and in an instant, a spear was grabbed by him in his hand, "Team Leader Nan is wise and martial, and this weapon is the most compatible, so give it to Team Leader Nan!"

He reached out and handed the spear to Nan Yuan's hand.

"It's the real thing!"

Feng Zhongyun's voice was a little out of tune, did Mu Ping dig up any treasure in the Sea of Time? Or did he find the Ancient Cave Mansion, otherwise, how could he take out all the priceless treasures?

If he knew that this kind of three-grade true weapon was obtained by him from the four rings he obtained at the end, and there were still a bunch of them lying in his rings, I wonder if Feng Zhongyun's eyes would shatter to the ground?

Spear?

He suddenly remembered that when he counted the harvest, he forgot to include the captured forbidden weapon, which was a life-saving weapon, and it was also an important harvest.

"Thank you, Team Leader. ”

Nan Yuan's heart was full of joy, and he reached out and grabbed the three-grade real weapon-spear in his hand, turned it over and turned it over, the more he looked at it, the more he loved it, and the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't put it down.

I saw that the spear was a foot long, made of tungsten steel, heavy in the hand, the spearhead glowed with white light and coldness, at a glance, I don't know how much blood was devoured, there was a faint killing breath and blood light oozing out, seizing people's hearts.

Mu Ping patiently taught Feng Zhongyun to engrave his spiritual imprint on the ring, and taught Nanyuan how to make the spear drip blood and recognize the master.

So, in front of him, Feng Zhongyun and Nanyuan, the two little old men, instantly became kindergarten children, dancing and having fun.

Feng Zhongyun put the coffee table in the office into the ring for a while, and then took it out again, as if he was doing a trick, he almost lost himself.

Nanyuan, on the other hand, turned the spear into a zhang long for a while, and then shrunk it to a half foot long, and inserted it into his waist with vigor, so repeatedly, and he never got tired of it.

Generally, after the real weapon drips blood and recognizes the owner, it will change its form, which is just like the purple bowl that the weasel clone took out at the end, which is obviously only the size of a sea bowl, but when it rises to mid-air, it becomes the size of thirty zhang.

This three-grade real spear - the same reason, can be directly reduced to about half a foot, held in the hand, no different from a plastic toy, it is extremely easy to carry.

No one could have imagined that such a gadget would be a big killer weapon with the head of a general in the army.

Nanyuan didn't derive spiritual power at all, so it was a waste to give him a ring.

Besides, Mu Ping had already sent a twenty-cube one to Feng Zhongyun, and another one to Nanyuan was not suitable.

If you give too much something, its value will naturally decrease.

Mu Ping knows this truth very well.

The two of them laughed so much that their teeth were out of their mouths, but they didn't realize it.

Mu Ping was also in a good mood, and he really understood why it was called Dulele, and it was not as good as the true meaning of Zhonglele.

After playing for about half an hour, Feng Zhongyun remembered that he hadn't said anything about business.

He sat down, retracted his smile, and spoke solemnly.

"Team Leader Mu, according to what you said, what you destroyed was only a doppelganger of the weasel, if his deity comes, are you sure that you can defeat him?"

"It's hard to say yet. ”

Mu Ping shook his head, "But one thing I can be sure of is that within a year or two, the weasel will definitely not be able to find it, and if my expectations are correct, his deity must be trapped in some corner of the world, and he will not be able to get out at all." ”

"So we still have time to prepare. ”

After a deep groan, Feng Zhongyun spoke lightly.

"What's next for you?"

"I think I'd better report to school first. ”

Mu Ping had never attended a secular university study, and his heart was full of curiosity. Nuancai Literature Network

"Okay, Team Leader Mu, Lao Feng respects your choice, but there is one thing, if the Xuan Group has any major tasks, you must not refuse. ”

"That's nature. ”

Mu Ping took it down.

Feng Zhongyun knows the truth that he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, he very much agrees with the inference that Nanyuan said that Mu Ping is a reincarnation power, since he is a master, there must be a master's rules and means, as well as a master's temper and temperament.

It's not easy to tie him to the chariot of the Xuan Group, what more bicycle?

"By the way, this is for you!"

Feng Zhongyun seemed to suddenly remember something, and took out a black card from his pocket, "This bank card can be deposited and exchanged all over the world, and your money is in it." ”

As he spoke, he put the card on the table and stretched out his hand to push it to Mu Ping.

"Thank you. ”

Mu Ping was not polite, reached out and took the card, and threw it into the ring casually.

"By the way, the password of this card is six nines, which is also the last six digits on the card, I set it for you, you can change it when the time comes. ”

"Good. ”

Mu Ping nodded......

"Although it's a bit cheesy, I still want to thank you for all the ships in Huaxia that pass through the Devil's Triangle!"

Feng Zhongyun stood up solemnly and bowed deeply to Mu Ping.

"It's just a small thing. ”

Mu Ping smiled slightly and accepted it calmly.

Feeling the law of the Sea of Time, using his knowledge of the formation, in the future, all Chinese merchant ships will have the jade plate he refined, and enter and exit the Devil's Triangle where the Sea of Time is located, which is no different from ordinary sailing, which can be regarded as a gift from him to Huaxia.

However, they had to dig out the materials for refining the jade plate, but I believe that Feng Zhongyun and Nanyuan will handle these things properly, and he is too lazy to worry about it.

At the end of September, the city is still full of flowers, and the shore of East Lake is full of people. In the evening, a couple of couples held hands and wandered between the lakes and mountains, feeling the charm of the thousand-year-old city, and the breeze blowing through the green silk, so comfortable.

There are still ten days before the National Day, but the merchants on the street have hung the five-star red flag in a conspicuous position in front of the door early. As far as the eye can see, a neat piece of Chinese red is particularly eye-catching.

Even the yellow-haired, blue-eyed foreigner held a miniature version of the Chinese flag in his hand, waving it twice in the air from time to time, and muttering: "Long live China! Happy National Day!"

The whole city is filled with the joyful atmosphere of the upcoming Golden Week.

Lincheng University is located on the shore of East Lake, and a large campus covers an area of no less than 100 acres.

A young man about 1.83 meters tall, carrying a backpack and holding an admission notice, came to a teaching building and walked up the steps.

"Is this a college campus?

Mu Ping walked and looked, it was class time, but there were still students in twos and threes, men and women, holding books in their hands or backpacks. Or in a hurry, like catching a train, or give priority to wandering, like a couple rolling on the road.

Their faces were all filled with a youthful atmosphere, which made people feel very comfortable, and Mu Ping's heart became beautiful.

What made him happiest was that Lincheng University was very comfortable, which would be extremely beneficial to his future cultivation of the mind.

He believed that if his state of mind went up, his cultivation would definitely rise.

Because Feng Zhongyun said hello in advance, the middle-aged female head of the archaeology department who wore glasses did not make it difficult for him, paid the tuition, handled the bank card and mobile phone card, and successfully received a dormitory key and a pair of bedding.

Originally, the predecessor was supposed to be admitted to the Chinese major of the College of Humanities, but Mu Ping changed it.

After walking through three teaching buildings and passing by two dormitory buildings, he came to the men's dormitory in the far corner.

Pushing open the door of the 302 dormitory, his brow furrowed for no reason.