Listening to this crazy laughter, Yang Fan couldn't help but shudder, obviously frightened. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, Yang Fan immediately reacted, if this old thing was crazy, could it fool him.

Really powerful mask, I don't know what it does.

While thinking about it, Yang Fan blurted out inadvertently: "It seems that we have to find a way to fool him." ”

"Who are you going to fool?" A voice sounded beside him.

"I'm going to fool the Bronze Mask." After speaking, he smiled proudly.

But then the laughter stopped abruptly, and Yang Fan seemed to react, as if there was no one here, only a bronze mask.

That's embarrassing!

"Senpai." Yang Fan scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"Huh? What's the matter, you're not going to fool me? The old man in the bronze mask asked.

Yang Fan was nothing, but now he didn't answer when he heard the old man's words.

At this time, he was really annoyed, he was so careless that he actually said his inner thoughts.

It's always too young.

"Eh, seniors, don't think too much, it's just a moment of ghostly confusion, I hope seniors don't care." Yang Fan stammered and said what he wanted to say.

Looking at Yang Fan like this, he has long lost his former wisdom, leaving only a cute little fool.

Sometimes Yang Fan is like this, and in the face of this situation, Yang Fan can only pretend to be stupid and cute, otherwise it will be difficult for him to get out of embarrassment.

However, this old man is also relatively open, and there seems to be no generation gap.

"Since you want to fool me, how are you going to fool me?" The old man was silent for so long on a whim, and finally there was a silly boy who could have a pastime.

"Eh, I haven't thought about it yet, can my seniors give me some time in the next place?" Yang Fan heard the old man's answer for a moment, and then responded.

"Well, yes, how long do you want, is one cup of tea enough?" The old man groaned for a while, and then said.

Listening to this serious voice, Yang Fan also showed a wry smile, it seemed that he was really going to fool.

"One cup of tea is still not enough, is it okay in one day?" Yang Fan was a little bit of information, after all, he was facing an old monster that had lived for hundreds of millions of years, and he would miss the opportunity if he was not careful.

"It's too long, an hour."

"It's too short, the seniors have to give the juniors at least eleven hours."

"Two hours."

"Eleven hours."

"Five."

"Eleven."

"Six.

"Eleven."

"Seven."

"Eleven."

"Eight."

"Eleven."

"Three."

"Okay, deal." Yang Fan readily agreed, but then he reacted that he had suffered a loss, he thought it was nine hours, who knew that he was quick to speak for a while, causing such a situation.

"The seniors are not kind." Yang Fan seemed to be sighing and sarcastic.

No sound came from the bronze mask, as if it had fallen silent.

Yang Fan tentatively seemed to want to wake up the mask, he probed in with his divine thoughts, but he could only see the mask on the surface, and nothing else.

Yang Fan tried to call the bronze mask with his voice again, but there was no response, and even using the dark aura to go deep did not get the result he wanted.

Then Yang Fan chattered with his thoughts, talking about astronomy and geography here, talking about chivalrous bones and hearts there, talking about life on one side and emotions on the other.

said that his mouth was dry, and it seemed that there was no movement, but Yang Fan still had patience at this time, and he did not give up.

However, this time he scolded and greeted all the relatives in the mask, but there was still no improvement.

It seems that it is really not easy to fool the mask to speak.

This time Yang Fan treated him with silence, he stared at the mask quietly, and didn't say anything, anyway, his exercises didn't need to be deliberately operated, he still had this time.

Time passed minute by minute, and Yang Fan seemed unmoved, as if there was no agreement for those three hours at all.

In fact, the one in the bronze mask is in a hurry now, he has met countless young people, each of them is arrogant, saying a lot of dreams, trying to impress him with these, but he is the darling of God, and such a means can not get into his eyes at all like a mediocre person.

Just like Yang Fan's saliva just now, the words that lasted nearly an hour were all lost in vain.

Thankfully, he didn't.

At this time, although Yang Fan's heart fluctuated, he also thought clearly, what should be his own will always be his own, if it is not his own thing, no matter how hard he tries, it will be difficult to get it.

It's still an hour, Yang Fan has already put down his heart, it's his can't run away after all, it's not that he has no fate.

Sometimes the path of cultivation also depends on fate.

ps: Thank you for the recommendation of book friend 210, this is the second recommended friend since Poe, thank you very much.

Other book friends also recommend it, thank you!

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