In the underground study of the rich family on Long Island, because Zheng Fan brought the relationship between the beech wood, instead of feeling damp, the entire underground study was filled with a warm and fragrant atmosphere. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zheng Fan, who didn't have to worry about safety and didn't need to be disturbed, had been lying on the jade bed for a long time, his complexion when he closed his eyes was constantly changing, reorganizing Sun Tianyu's messy memory fragments.

"Boom~~~"

In Zheng Fan's mind, an animal that was surrounded by fire, like a wolf and a tiger, appeared in the complex dark underground tombs, constantly slaughtering adventurers with weapons.

"Da Da Da! Da-da-da-da! ”

In my memory, the bullet hit the tiger wolf and the beast, although the sparks were scattered, but it had no real effect, only to see the flame burning on the beast's body, a little touch to the adventurer's side, it would quickly cause a humanoid torch.

"This is only the periphery of the ancient city of Tibetan Spirits, there are such powerful beasts, you can imagine what it is like inside." Zheng Fan's figure lying on the bed occasionally stirred up, as if he was frightened on the surface, but in fact he was secretly thinking.

"Takashi ~~~"

Just when the remaining adventurers in their memories faced the pursuit of tigers, wolves and beasts, some of them were more than lucky, but the staggered underground tombs shook, which made the eyes of tigers, wolves and beasts inevitably appear surprised and hesitated.

"That's right, the eyes of this strange beast are really too human, and they must have quite a lot of wisdom." Zheng Fan, who reorganized Sun Tianyu's memory fragments, keenly grasped a detail.

"Whew~~~"

Seeing the strange beast turn around, bring up a series of fires, and run towards the depths of the tomb, Zheng Fan couldn't help but wonder how Sun Tianyu could not even deal with this strange beast, how did he get the fist bottle and bracelet.

However, after a long period of continuous reorganization of memory fragments, Zheng Fan was also tired and tired at this time, as if he would fall asleep at any time once his spirit was relaxed.

"I can't stand it, this is the longest memory reorganization, if it goes on like this, I have to be schizophrenic!" Zheng Fan tried to empty his mind as much as possible, and chose to temporarily discard the memory fragments in his mind.

"If I hadn't absorbed it, the strong spiritual power of the talented old man of the Pontus family, not to mention reorganizing these memory fragments, I'm afraid it would be unbearable just by introducing these memories!" Zheng Fan used his hands on the jade bed, struggling to prop himself up.

Zheng Fan, who was sour and weak, was like having a serious illness, and even he couldn't tell whether it was because the reconstructed memory fragments were too mentally draining, or because he stayed in the underground study for too long and was hungry without eating.

"I can feel that among the memory powder broken by the bead before, there are memories that do not belong to Sun Tianyu, and this part of the memory is so deep and obscure, it can even be described as vast, the void battle I noticed before, and the asteroid scene formed by the corpse coffin being sealed by the gathering of void wreckage, absolutely has nothing to do with Sun Tianyu's memory." Zheng Fan slowly got off the ground and picked up the shiny and round black bracelet.

It was not the first time that Zheng Fan had checked the bracelet made of thirty-six small black gourds in series, but as before, no matter how he tried to communicate with this bracelet, there was no response.

"It shouldn't be wrong, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a mortal thing, and it looks like a fist bottle." Although Zheng Fan had doubts and powerlessness, he still tried his best to believe in his primordial spiritual sense.

"But then again, even if the fist bottle has some strange mysteries, it is not very practical in general, normal people can't carry this thing to swagger through the market, and it's no wonder that Sun Tianyu only chooses to hang the fish dart on the necklace as a pendant, if it is hanging a strange bottle, you have to find out what is fine, in contrast, the pistol is different." Zheng Fan looked at the fist bottle on the ground, shook his head and sighed.

With the character of a capitalist like Zheng Fan, what he pursues is pragmatism, in his opinion, no matter how good and strange things are, if they are not practical, the value will be greatly reduced.

It's like a small black jar that was also placed on the ground by Zheng Fan, in fact, this is also a means of saving his life, but unfortunately it is not very convenient to use.

Previously, when Zheng Fan faced the Western men of the Pontus family and Sun Tianyu in Hong Kong's wealthy family, the reason why he had no fear was because of the relationship between this little black jar.

Originally, Zheng Fan interrupted, and after the Western man and Sun Tianyu fought each other, he released the black mud in the small jar and killed the two in one fell swoop, but it turned out that the strongest force was to knock down the opponent as quickly as possible.

"Compared to the power of black mud in a small jar, the pistol is more powerful and convenient in most situations." Zheng Fan rubbed his hands slightly and smiled.

I don't know if it's because of Zheng Fan's statement, the black mud in the small jar actually squirmed a little.

Regarding the dynamics of the black mud in the small jar, although Zheng Fan found out, he was no longer surprised, when he first came into contact with this small jar, he almost didn't let the black mud swallow it.

"I'm not saying that you can't do it, it's just that you can't deal with those goods, and when it comes to the critical moment, I count on you to help, and when the time comes, you will let you devour whoever you want, you will wrap him." Zheng Fan smiled and chatted with Hei Ni, looking very patient.

If someone was by Zheng Fan's side at this time and saw him talking to a little black jar, I was afraid that they would think that he was not in good spirits.

"Please, don't be so soft, I'm still looking forward to your cooking." Seeing the black mud in the small jar and no movement, Zheng Fan pursed his lips and said dissatisfied.

"Gollum~~~"

The black mud in the small jar slowly bubbled out of the jar after a stream of mud bubbles.

"Could it be that Black Clay is a creature?"

Zheng Fan felt the black mud emerging from the jar, and cautiously approached the crystal scales that were also placed on the ground, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

"Poof!"

The black mud seemed to lurk and prey, and after approaching the crystal scales, a veil of mud suddenly surged up, enveloping the crystal scales in it.

"Buzz~~~"

For a moment, no matter how Zheng Fan checked before, there were no abnormal crystal scales, and it seemed that because of the threat of black mud, an extremely majestic essence light burst out, rushing left and right in a mud veil.

The strange restlessness in the underground study made Zheng Fan hurriedly put the bracelet on his right wrist, and quickly picked up the fist bottle and retreated.

Different from the small jar and the black mud, Zheng Fan is inexplicably connected with the fist bottle.

"In the face of spiritual things, this black mud doesn't seem to be very strong." Zheng Fan, who took two important things, was able to observe the situation in front of him with peace of mind.

Because of the continuous impact of the crystal scales, the black mud in the small jar is also gushing out more and more, and it is almost bottoming, but the small jar carrying the black mud has no change.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

Zheng Fan could observe that the black mud-wrapped sphere was constantly thickening and hardening, but it was still bumped into a convex bulge from the inside out by the crystal scales.

"Snort~~~"

Half a cup of tea has passed, and when the sound of collision stops, the spherical black mud has begun to exude qi.

Sensing that the soft black mud before had become harder and harder, as if it had turned into a steamer, Zheng Fan's expression had become extremely calm.

"The power of these strange things does not seem to be irreversible, and the destructive power of weapons created by modern science is much worse, and some strange things seem to have the characteristics of the jungle." Zheng Fan, who was not affected, thought calmly in his heart.

Seeing that the big ball of hardened mud was hanging on the ground, there was no movement, and Zheng Fan had already approached the remaining small black jar.

"Broken?"

Because there was no black mud in the jar, Zheng Fan had already discovered that there was a slight crack in the bottom of the jar with the rune mark.

"These ...... Qi Accumulations"

Seeing that the white aura of the underground study room is getting stronger and stronger, Zheng Fan has a feeling of being in a sauna.

By breathing in the white qi emitted by these mud balls, Zheng Fan was not uncomfortable, the hunger in his stomach was gradually disappearing, and his spirit was much better.

"Before, in the baby's sea of consciousness space, this black mud pulled the wreckage in the void into a small jar, and then it seemed to be digested to produce a crystal liquid, it seems that this qi is somewhat similar to the liquid produced." Zheng Fan relaxed his mind and sat in the corner, absorbing the qi while waiting for the change of the big mud ball.

Not long after, due to Zheng Fan's use of the power of devouring, the energy in the underground study even had a tendency to flow to the corner where he was.

"Although I feel that the strength of my body is constantly gushing out, I can't be sure if it is really a big increase in strength, maybe it's just that my mental head has become better, and my own strength has been mobilized, it seems that it is completely impossible to expect to become a superman and fly if I want to fly!" Zheng Fan clenched his fists and said the unrealistic goal he admired.

"There are only a few things in total, but the utility is not very large, and now there is a broken one, and the black mud and crystal scales don't know what is going on, it is far less practical than being rich and powerful, if you bet on these things, I am afraid that it will be difficult to develop in the life of the poor, just look at Professor Chen's age, it is still difficult to control his own destiny, just know." Zheng Fan had a thief on his face and sighed secretly.

"Buzz~~~"

Until the black mud ball gushed out of the qi, all of which was absorbed by Zheng Fan, the increasingly hard mud ball had begun to change color from the inside out.

The dark red blood gas gradually formed spots on the suspended black mud ball, and it continued to spread on the surface of the mud ball.

Zheng Fan, who had been waiting in the underground study and observing the changes in the mud ball, even ignored the passage of time.

"It's impossible for this black mud to have such a change on its own, that crystal scale doesn't look very inconspicuous, I didn't expect it to hide such a heritage, if you wear it casually, you will be harmed by it at any time." Zheng Fan looked at the gourd bracelet on his wrist and the fist bottle he was holding.

"Woo~~~"

When the dark red blood qi of the black mud was gradually stabilized, the big mud ball seemed to want to transform into a shape, and it was distorted, and under Zheng Fan's gaze, it turned into a human form little by little.

(The fourth update will be sent.) ）