Zhang Fang felt incredulous about the exaggerated behavior of the Netherblood River Car, but looking at that Xinming, he was slightly disdainful, so it was inconvenient to talk about it again.

Xinming and Zhang Fang added friends, and gave Zhang Fang a real-life contact information, explaining that this is the group number of the masters he made in the game.

As for the profoundness of the pulp, according to the meaning of Xinming's words, it should be a friend or follower in Xinming's reality.

Zhang Fang talked with Xinming and reported to each other, at this point, Xinming was telling the truth before, he was indeed a disciple of Zhu Youmu, a monk of Caiwei, with a higher seniority, equivalent to three generations of disciples.

The pulp man is a Kunlun player, who belongs to the Kunlun Scattered Immortals series.

After chatting for a few words, Xinming said again that his other two friends were hung up by the people of the Nether Blood River Car, and he wanted to go back to the field and invite Zhang Fang to go with him.

Zhang Fang thought about it for a while, and understood the meaning of finding the field, the Netherblood River Car was too crowded to fight hard, and he clearly wanted to sneak attack at night.

Out of vigilance after being deceived, Zhang Fang rejected the suggestion that he obviously wanted to go out of the city again. He watched Xinming and Pulp Man Jingshen leave, and he was very jealous of that Xinming.

This Xin Ming likes to make friends with masters, straightforward personality, after making friends, never mention the Fan Jing Phantom Xiayan, is a person who really enjoys the game of life, but at the same time, there is a skill, the purpose of doing things is very strong, unscrupulous, no worries, this kind of person's realistic background must be good, but it is not easy to get along with, the purpose of his friendship master, is similar to the collection of toys by children.

However, Zhang Fang was still very interested in the so-called master group, he found a secluded corner in the city and went offline, built a new social account, named Yushu Linfeng Little White Dragon, and then applied to join the group called Zongheng Xianxia.

After applying, Zhang Fang naturally didn't wait for a reply, and he entered the game again.

In the game, there were still a few hours before the teleportation of the jade talisman cooled down, Zhang Fang naturally didn't want to wait, he found a nearby inn, walked in, and asked to open a room.

There is only one shopkeeper in the lobby of the inn who is dozing off, and after being woken up by Zhang Fang, he immediately gave Zhang a booklet with an unhappy face, there are a total of third-class rooms, ten taels of silver per hour in the Xuanzi room, fifty taels of silver in the ground room, and two taels of gold in the Tianzi room.

Zhang Fang didn't know that the restaurants in this game were all hourly rooms, and after reading them, he naturally chose the cheapest Xuanzi room.

The room in the inn was almost unused, Zhang Fang could choose at will, he picked the most hidden room, threw down two hours' money, and found the room under the leadership of Xiao Er.

Although the Xuanzi room is of the lowest standard, the interior decoration is not bad, mahogany furniture, tulle lamp, and a screen in front of the bed, embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, quite exquisite.

However, Zhang Fang didn't really want to rest, he just checked whether the space was spacious, then nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand to let Xiao Er leave.

The little two smiled, stood at the door, and just didn't leave.

Zhang Fang thought that this NPC was not intelligent enough to understand body language, so he asked him to leave.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Er still didn't leave, and continued to smirk at Zhang Fang.

Zhang Fang looked at it, understood what was going on, secretly said bad luck, looked for a while in the savings space, but did not find the copper plate, and was in a hurry to send this little two, so he had to take out one or two silver little two.

As expected, Xiao Er took a tip and turned to leave.

Zhang Fang snorted dissatisfiedly, "How can the Chinese Zhi Brain engage in this kind of foreign tune." Then he plugged the door shut and took out a clay vase, which was the Sumeru purple sand bottle.

Judging from the market price of the auction house, this Fanjing Illusory Xia Smoke is a fifth-order material, extremely precious, and the number is as high as three thousand, if it is really lost, it will be a big loss.

Xinming's plot did not succeed, but it reminded Zhang Fang that it was better to refine the magic weapon as soon as possible.

Zhang Fang poured out the Fanjing Phantom Smoke from the Sumeru purple sand bottle, and the golden and white mist gathered together, almost filling the entire room, which was completely different from the blood-stained qi gathering together.

Moreover, the fog surrounded Zhang Fang, and there were Buddha's lectures in the fog, and scenes such as the human bazaar loomed, which made him feel like he was in an illusion, and he couldn't help but look carefully into the fog to see what kind of scene was in the fog.

Naturally, Zhang Anxin knew that something was wrong, and tried to control himself, trying to get out of this obsessed state, but to no avail, the game perspective automatically turned around with the drifting smoke.

After about three or four minutes, just when Zhang Fang was thinking about whether to forcibly go offline and go to the novice flag team group to call someone to help, the door of the guest room suddenly rang, and the game character fell into confusion, shook his head, and asked for a psychedelic state.

"Guest officer, the fruit deliverer, please open the door."

Zhang Fang was finally able to control his role, and quickly took out the Sumeru purple sand bottle, put away the smoke in the house, and then walked to the door and opened the door.

The person who knocked on the door was the shopkeeper who led the way, holding a plate of apples in his hand, three or four in total, and he was not big.

This little second inadvertently woke up Zhang Fang, and Zhang Fang's attitude eased slightly, "Thank you." With that, he reached out and took the plate, and was about to close the door.

"Guest officer, you haven't paid yet."

Zhang Fang paused, looked at the apple on the plate, it looked very ordinary, it was average in reality, it was just garbage in the game, he turned around and handed the apple to the little two again, "Don't." ”

The shopkeeper retracted his hand, his eyes full of cunning, "The goods are sold, and they will not be returned." ”

Zhang Fangle let go, a plate of apples fell to the ground, and the plate was shattered, he grabbed the little two, lifted it up like a chicken, raised his eyebrows, and threw it on the ground, "Get out!" ”

The little two stood up from the ground with his buttocks covered, grinned like a real person, and threw down a sentence viciously, "I know you are an immortal, but I am not easy to mess with, you wait, I will call me senior brother." ”

Then, Xiao Er disappeared at the end of the aisle.

Zhang Fang thought about it, was very annoyed, and stood at the door and waited.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, the little two came back, followed by a big man with five big and three thick, shirtless, with a pale yellow gourd hanging from his waist, more than a foot long.

Zhang Fang took a closer look, and there was a white ID on the head of this big man, Feng Chou, level 21.

The big man arrived in front of Zhang Fang, without saying a word, he raised his hand to shoot the gourd, but he didn't expect to meet a ruthless character this time, and before his hand fell on the gourd, a black mang arrived in front of him, and he was slashed on his neck and hung up on the spot.

The little two stood for a moment, and was about to run with a wow, when the Seven Evil Sword Light caught up, circled, and forced him back.

Zhang Fang is not sure if this shopkeeper is a mortal NPC, and whether there will be trouble if he kills it.

The shopkeeper started again, "You wait, my master will avenge my brother." ”

Zhang Fangqiang resisted the urge to smoke him, and asked with a smile, "Will your master avenge you?" ”

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, understood the hidden meaning of Zhang Fang's words, and immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy, and said that he could take Zhang Fang to find the master, who had many treasures.

"Shut up, I don't want to do a hidden mission now, you let me into the house and stay well, if I dare to move, I will kill you."

As he spoke, Zhang Fang dragged the shopkeeper into the house, threw him into a corner, held his head in his hands, and warned him to kill if he dared to move, which made the little boy tremble.

Then Zhang Fang went out again and picked up the gourd that Feng Chou had dropped, it was a first-order magic weapon, called an iron sand gourd, which contained eighty-one refined iron sand, which could be released to hurt the enemy.

Zhang Fang naturally didn't look down on magic weapons such as iron sand gourds, so he put them away and went into the house to continue refining the treasure.