Chapter 3: The Little Beggar

"Wow, poof. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info The thin boy suddenly vomited blood, but he smiled with satisfaction, and the stains on his face couldn't hide his beautiful smile.

"That's it." The beggar-looking young man clapped his hands cleanly, but walked towards the place where Yang Fan was hiding.

"I see you, come out." The little beggar is also very direct.

Yang Fan was slightly stunned, the other party's divine sense was so sensitive?

He had no choice but to jump down from the tree and arch his hand: "Dare to ask Brother Tai what martial spirit." "He's more direct.

Now he just can't understand the martial spirit, so he asks. He believed that it must be the other party's martial soul power that caused the uneasiness of the phantom in his body.

The little beggar was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "What you want to ask is not my martial soul, but what I did with my martial soul, right?" ”

Yang Fan said: "People who think they are smart don't live long, you just need to answer my questions honestly." ”

The little beggar is happy, what qualifications do you, an acquired second-level person, have to say such things? His eyes rolled to his heart: "Don't you know? There are treasures in Shihe Town, do you want to be together? ”

Before he finished speaking, he had already run out of ten zhang, and there were many ways to kill people, and borrowing a knife was the most effortless. Let him kill a second-level person who is acquired, and he really can't do it.

Therefore, when the little beggar said this, there must be some kind of conspiracy, otherwise he would not have told the stranger Yang Fan this secret so generously.

Treasure?

Is there indeed a powerful aura flickering? It seems to come from the ground, but it appears in the air. Is there really a treasure born?

The Tianwu Continent, which has a long history, the so-called ancient towns have all been looted, leaving only abandoned villages that are so weak that they have not been out of the Martial King for thousands of years.

At least within the scope of Yang Fan's cognition in the current world, it is impossible for Shihe Town to have any earth-shattering treasures. However, the scene before me is very disturbing.

Let's take a look at the so-called treasures of this world. Yang Fan didn't care what the little beggar's purpose was, and chased after him.

East of Shihe Town, Wuli, Mass Grave Gang.

A place that the wind doesn't bother to visit on weekdays is very lively today. Maybe it can't be said to be lively. Because people are fighting.

"It's mine, my ......"

The sword light danced, and blood splashed everywhere. The Battle for the Lost Ark has begun.

The little beggar stood outside the crowd, as if waiting for Yang Fan. In fact, Yang Fan didn't want to be with him at all, because there was murder in the little beggar's eyes.

"What did you do?" Yang Fan frowned slightly.

The little beggar returned to his chic state: "It's nothing, let's go grab something." "He really wants to pull Yang Fan.

Do you pull a stranger when you hunt for treasure?

The answer is yes, and that is for the dead ghost.

The grave gang has been in full swing, and on weekdays, you come and go, there are neighbors and companions who talk and laugh, but now they are adding swords.

Yang Fan's gaze wandered away from the chaotic crowd, and he saw Mu Chong.

Right! It's Mu Chong! It is the murderer who killed the living Yang Fan in the dense forest!

At this moment, Yang Fan included this Mu Chong in the must-kill list, and he would become the first person Yang Fan to kill when he entered the world.

"Boom ......Boom" Suddenly, there was a thunderclap in the sky, and lightning and a strong wind arose.

Yang Fan was preparing, and the little beggar shouted in a low voice, and the word "Mu" suddenly exploded in the crowd.

Boom, thunder and lightning staggered from above, and the violent aura dispersed, shaking off those who didn't have time to dodge. The screams rang out.

"Haha, this is my Mu family's treasure." Mu Chong dodged the violent blow of the vision of heaven and earth from the ancient tomb, and laughed up to the sky. The people behind him were all happy.

The ancient, imposing majestic stone gate was gradually revealed.

Sou...... Just when the stone gate was completely exposed, everyone saw a familiar figure submerged into the stone gate.

"Kill me!" How could Mu Chong forget that figure.

"He's not dead? Thunder and lightning can't kill him? Mu Chong was surprised, and his murderous intent suddenly rose, this time it would never be like last time, he would definitely be ruthless.

In order to thank Yang Fan for helping him break through the innate sixth-level barrier. Mu Chong was ready to slowly play him to death.

It turns out that the martial soul needs to be nourished by killing thoughts! When Mu Chong killed Yang Fan, he transformed. Eighteen years old, congenital level six, how many are there in the entire northern world?

He was in a good mood and liked the feeling of killing people very much. The knife fell in his hand, and the blood flew sideways, which made people feel indescribably excited.

Goodbye Yang Fan this time, he couldn't suppress the madness and killing intent in his heart. What's more, the other party also rushed into the ancient tomb for the first time.

"Kill!" Mu Chong burst out with the terrifying strength of his innate sixth-level martial artist and rushed towards the stone gate with infinite rage.

Bang bang bang, the living are desperate to rush to the land of dreams, regardless of whether there is danger in it.

Yang Fan and the little beggar entered the ancient tomb at the same time, he was a little surprised, and there were five burial chambers in front of him at the place where he landed.

Facing the five burial chambers, the little beggar whispered, "The first one on the right." ”

As he spoke, he entered the second chamber.

And such people? Yang Fan rushed into the first tomb and took things when he saw them.

When I got the third piece, I realized that it had been ransacked. And it was a long time ago. There are only a few pages of waste paper left on the shelves, and the words on the paper read: Hidden Qu Divine Palm, Yellow Steps......

"What a strange name." Flip it casually, Ya, it's just a catalog that records the exercises. Other than that, there is only dust.

O all evil, the things were taken away and left a catalogue for posterity. Look at the things in your hands, an inkstone and a pen. At first glance, it is an ordinary thing, no matter what, roll away.

He took a few pages of paper into his arms, turned around and left.

When I went out, I saw the little beggar hugging something: "Next." "Whew, a bunch of debris came to your face, not only sundries, but also Mu Chong and other treasure hunters.

"The treasures are all there for him...... In fact, there is no need for the little beggar to remind him, everyone has already killed Yang Fan. He obviously said this to Yang Fan.

Good baby, you took it and put me in a desperate situation with a pile of scrap?

Well, Yang Fan will understand the purpose of the little beggar bringing himself to seize the treasure: he wants to use himself as a substitute for the dead ghost!

"Damn! You can't be wronged in vain. Yang Fan opened his arms and took all the items into his arms.

I'm flashing!

But the way out has been blocked, and Mu Chong is in front of the sword. Yang Fan has no way to retreat. He dodged a few times, and Mu Chong got closer. He didn't run away, but the little beggar was gone.

The green steel sword that shone with a cold light seemed to be laughing at Yang Fan's immeasurability.

"Where are you going to run today?" Mu Chong suddenly put away his long sword. He is not ready to use a sword. A sword kill is too incomprehensible and hateful, and it must be punched to death.

You don't go after the little beggar, what are you doing around me? This time you're going to hand over what you've picked up?

Never! He is no longer the Yang Fan he used to be, and even if he dies, he will not give up what he is seeking. From the moment he reached out and took what the little beggar had thrown him, he had decided to go shopping.

The weakness of the martial soul does not mean that it cannot fight. He stuffed everything in his bosom into his clothes. Clapped both hands, it's okay and not too much of a hindrance.

"Come on." He officially accepted Mu Chong's contempt: "I'm going to cripple you." ”

"Roar, you kid is so angry! Look how Master Ben abuses you! ”

The children of the Mu family have already swept the tomb: "Young master, everything is on him. ”

Although anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yang Fan is a waste product in his hand. But the accomplice ran away, and Yang Fan was dead.

This is definitely adding fuel to the fire, and people who are not from the Mu family also plan to repair Yang Fan. However, with Mu Chong, who is at the sixth level of the innate level, they don't plan to make a move.

The surprising young master of the Mu family, legend has it that only the fourth level broke out, but he reached an astonishing sixth level.

But only in this way can he Mu Chong match his fiancée: Bai Qingyi, a peerless beauty with the first cultivation talent in Shihe Town!

It is disappointing to have an empty tomb, but it is also a kind of happiness to see the young master of the Mu family make a move. The crowd immediately changed from treasure hunters to spectators.

No one is stupid, and usually gentle people start a fire and absolutely don't recognize their six relatives. At the moment, I will definitely look for a draw...