Suddenly, Mo Fan noticed that the Golden Bell Dynasty glanced at it, and he suddenly stiffened and was covered in cold sweat. Oriental Reading Network

"I'll go, won't this Golden Bell King do the same as Xue Gang, and suddenly attack us, right?"

Thankfully, the feeling of being stared at disappeared without a trace.

When Mo Fan looked up again, there was still a trace of the Golden Bell King, and the people had already left.

The next moment, whether it was Mo Fan or the three brothers Yuan Fang, everyone spit out in unison, and then wiped their cold sweat one after another.

The appearance of this King Jin Ling has brought too much pressure to everyone, fortunately, people seem to be just passing by by by accidentally, otherwise, they may have to be taught a good lesson like the Poison Emperor's envoy.

"Sure enough, there is no void under the fame, this Golden Bell King is too strong. ”

Yuan Fu shook his head helplessly and muttered with a wry smile.

Yuan Xian nodded silently, and even Yuan Fang, although his face was full of dissatisfaction, he didn't dare to say anything.

Although he was a little reckless, he was not without self-knowledge.

Xue Gang's strength is not weak, he is confident that he can win against Xue Gang, but at least after a hundred moves, but the Golden Bell King only used one move to hit Xue Gang hard, and this gap has already made him speechless.

Only the Wind Knight Arrogance remained lazy, and from beginning to end, he was very calm.

"The number of times the Golden Bell King has left the Ten Thousand Flowers Forest has not increased to more than ten times in hundreds of years, what a coincidence, she happened to pass by here and helped them out?"

The Wind Knight pursed his lips arrogantly and sneered, looking at the direction in which the Golden Bell King had left, he smiled meaningfully.

Wanhualin has long been included in the Imperial Military Department, which is not a secret in front of the high-level forces of all parties.

Therefore, after Wu Yi mentioned Wanhualin just now, he immediately mentioned the Imperial Military Department.

Mo Fan is still a member of the Imperial Military Department, and in order to save Mo Fan, it is not impossible for the Imperial Military Department to invite this Elder of Wanhualin out.

After finding out Mo Fan's identity and seeing the appearance of King Jinling, Wu Yi first thought of this.

But the Wind Knight Arrogant knew that it was impossible.

Because Mo Fan was just a small minion in the Imperial Military Department, it was not worth the military department to go through such a lot of trouble.

Yes, Wanhualin has returned to the Imperial Military Department, but who is the Golden Bell King? That is the top existence second only to the Three Saints and Three Emperors.

For the sake of a small lieutenant, even if the military department really has the courage to ask King Jin Ling to make a move, people may not sell this face.

But apart from the Imperial Military Department, in the Ancient God Empire, who else would go to great lengths to even invite the existence of the Golden Bell King at this level?

Suddenly, the Wind Knight's arrogant eyes lit up.

In addition to the Imperial Military Department, there is really another possibility, which is the three secret departments of the Senluo Palace.

"It is rumored that the three secret divisions of the sun, moon and stars are mysterious, and they are considered the temples of my Light God Sect, so far, I only know part of the news of the moon and star departments, and I always know nothing about the legendary sun department.

Wait, with the identity and status of the Golden Bell King, she can't be from the legendary Japanese department, right?"

Thinking of this possibility, the Wind Knight's arrogant face suddenly stiffened, and his head was covered with cold sweat.

Not to mention, I didn't dare to think about it before, but now that I think about it, it's really not impossible, on the contrary, this possibility is still very likely.

It's just that if this is true, then the real strength of Senluo Hall is probably far more than just the surface, and even what everyone sees is not even the tip of the iceberg.

After all, not to mention anything else, a single Golden Bell King is far from the rumored Nine Hall Yama, just nine spiritual realm powerhouses.

Of course, the premise of all this speculation is the identity of King Jinling.

If King Jin Ling really just happened to pass by and saved them, then these speculations had no basis at all.

"It's almost time!"

Not to mention the arrogance of the Wind Knight, who was so frightened by his own guess that he was sweating profusely, the voice of the mysterious supreme suddenly sounded in Mo Fan's mind.

"What?"

Mo Fan was slightly stunned, and then he suddenly remembered.

Yes, in the past nearly a month, he has never had any more drowsiness problems, it's not that he is really well, but there is still a small piece of the heart of light that has not disappeared.

He was only worried that when he suddenly fell asleep and died, the cod and the others would suddenly be in danger.

So, he asked the Mystic Supreme to do his best to help him suppress this sleepiness.

But now, the mysterious supreme in the depths of his pupils suddenly spoke, obviously unable to continue suppressing.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly found that his eyes were dark, and he only had time to say thank you to the Mysterious Supreme in his heart, and then fell into endless darkness.

"Xiao Fei, you little lazy worm, wake up, today is the last day of the registration assessment at the Fuwu headquarters, if you go late, our efforts in the past five years will be in vain. ”

A familiar and friendly voice sounded in his ears, Mo Fan opened his eyes, only to see a young man with elegant manners, patted his head dotingly, and then put the food on the table.

"Don't be stunned, hurry up and finish eating, we have to go, time waits for no one." ”

Listening to the young man's urging, Mo Fan glanced at the furnishings in the room.

The tables, chairs, beds and stools are all made of the most ordinary and cheap wood, and the furniture is very simple, but very neat.

"Brother, wait for me, the horse is coming. ”

Suddenly, Mo Fan was stunned, and a somewhat immature voice came out of his mouth, and then, as if he was habitually picking up the things on the table, stuffing them into his mouth, while hurriedly chasing the young man in front.

"This is a pair of brothers, that is the elder brother in front, then I am the younger brother.

Strange, what kind of dream is this?"

Mo Fan looked at everything in the dream blankly.

"No, the registration assessment of the Fu Wu Headquarters? This dream also has the Fu Wu Headquarters?

Also, the young man in front of me gave me the feeling, why is he so kind, is it just because he is the brother of my dream?"

Strangely, although this was his dream, he seemed to be just a bystander, only watching what happened to the two brothers.

Finally, the registration assessment of the elder brother's mouth began, and I thought it was related to the Fu Wu headquarters, and it should be very lively.

Who knows, he guessed completely wrong.

There weren't many people who took part in this assessment, at least not as many as he thought.

Among these people, except for the two brothers, the others are all dressed in gorgeous clothes, as if they are all from extraordinary backgrounds.

The next assessment surprised Mo Fan even more.

This is actually the assessment of the rune master!

The level of the two brothers' rune masters is not very high, at least in his opinion, even if it is only a five-grade rune, there are still some deficiencies in many details.

But it is undeniable that these two brothers have a solid foundation and good talents, as long as they mention a little, they may be able to become real masters.

It's a pity that in a group of young people with extraordinary backgrounds, their brothers are not valued at all, and all the examiners' attention is on others, and their brothers have completely become foils.

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