Chapter 127: Falling Horse Slope
"In Usha City, what's the matter?"
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It didn't take long for the pigeon to come again.
"It's a little thing."
Fang Fan was speechless immediately, what is the matter and it is over if you don't say it directly, tangerine peel and cinnamon is a bit of a trivial matter, fifty taels of silver is not money?
"Say !!"
Fang Fan added three exclamation points.
"You're in the City of Fire, will it be a little bothering you?"
The tangerine peel and cinnamon are endless.
Fang Fan's heart was dripping blood, and more importantly, his money bag was almost empty, what condition are you still playing polite?
"Roll !!"
Fang Fan replied.
Tangerine peel and cinnamon really didn't believe it, and after waiting for a minute, Fang Fan was also a little strange, tangerine peel and cinnamon shouldn't be the kind of person who takes it seriously......
Fang Fan was about to send a flying pigeon to pass the book, and with a ding, the letter came first.
"Aren't you in a hurry?"
Thousands of miles away, Fang Fan could also feel the cheap smile of tangerine peel and cinnamon.
Fang Fan just issued a bunch of ellipses.
"Tonglin City is falling on the slope, there is an internal task that needs to be done by five people, are you coming?"
The joke was enough, and the tangerine peel and cinnamon got down to business.
"Internal power tasks? Have you reached the mortal realm? Fang Fan replied.
When he met Tangerine Peel Cinnamon, he was just a beginner in the middle of his cultivation, and he didn't expect to be ready to break through the mortal realm so soon.
"Hmm."
Fang Fanzai looked at it carefully, and there was indeed only one word in his sight.
Fang Fan was speechless.
"Ding......
The Flying Pigeon Biography is here again.
"I spent money to find three people to take me to brush the secret realm, but it takes five people to open the secret realm in a team, I don't have any other friends, do you have time to help me?"
Tangerine peel and cinnamon's tone this time was serious, as if he had changed a person, Fang Fan was silent for a moment, and replied with a word.
"Okay."
His word goes back to the past, and it is no different from using a chat tool, but the weight of this word is very heavy, although there is only one word, it is heavy, and after breaking with the hegemony of the country, he has not helped his friends for a long time.
"I'm waiting for you at Lok Ma Po."
After reading these eight words, Fang Fan went towards the Wusha Post Station, activated the post station, and he no longer had to run back on two legs.
There is no shortage of players in "Under Heaven" who make money by taking novices to brush the secret realm, which is a feature of almost every game, and teaming up with the secret realm is just one of the options of the secret realm.
The secret realm is divided into a single person and a team, and the difficulty of forming a team is naturally much greater than that of a single person, and the loot obtained is also relatively rich, but a few people share it, and the actual one who gets it is not seen to get more than a single person, but the victory is that the team brush map is faster, in short, everyone has their own choice.
There is only one secret place in Luomapo - Wanli Village, where it is naturally a thief's nest, there is no ruthless bandit, but Wanli Village is different from the thieves in the Jiuqu Mountain Road, Wanli Village has no weak hands, it is an extremely difficult hard bone.
If he hadn't gone to the Huoluo Underground Palace, but had cultivated his internal strength according to the previous plan, perhaps Fang Fan would not have been able to break through the Wanli Village alone.
Soon, Fang Fan arrived at the post station, and after taking out three taels of silver, his eyes opened and closed, and he arrived at Tonglin City.
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Remnant of autumn.
Back to Tonglin City to feel the change of the four seasons, the street is full of yellow sycamore leaves, brown round fruits hanging alone on the branches, blown by the wind, it will sway up like a bell, Tonglin City is full of sycamores, whether it is a street, or a wilderness, you can see the shadow of the plane tree everywhere.
The sycamore is not beautiful, and it is naturally not as good as the maple red of the mountain, so there are very few people who come to Tonglin City to appreciate the sycamore, and life is not the same, and the brilliant people can always attract the attention of many people.
Fang Fan walked under the tree, from time to time a brown fruit broke free from the shackles of the branches and fell to the ground, Fang Fan's head was not less hit by the fruit, the fruit was very clever, it was cheap, and soon it rolled to a corner.
Fang Fan may be a person who holds a grudge, he bent down and picked up a few round balls, if these ball fruits could speak, they must be begging for mercy loudly, because in the next second, they burned and were thrown far away by Fang Fan.
The fireball was jumping on the ground, attracting the attention of many people, and no one would be bored enough to bother with this little thing, so they also glanced at Fang Fan more.
The flames of the osteopathic inflammation were too strong, and soon the sycamore balls were burned, and Fang Fan thought that when he was a child, his hometown was also full of sycamores.
Every early winter, his grandfather would dip the sycamore ball in gasoline and take it out and light it in the middle of the night, which was the only toy Fang Fan had when he was a child.
I don't know if I'm mistaken, it seems that the fire on the sycamore ball is not hot, is it too long, and people's memories are blurred?
Every autumn, Fang Fan is very melancholy, he doesn't like fallen leaves, and he doesn't like sycamores, because his grandfather, who depends on him, fell from the tree when he picked sycamore balls.
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The slope of the horse is near the east of the city, the mountain peak is steep, the strange pine is upright, to this place, not only the horse is difficult to walk, but also the person is also difficult to walk.
Passing through the strange rocky mountain road, there is an isolated strange peak across the eyes, the strange peak goes straight into the sky, as if being cut by the mountain axe, the mountain wall goes straight up, there is no grass and no tree on the bi, the sheath is dangerous and can not be climbed.
Wanli Village is on this cliff, if you want to go up, you need a very high light skill, with Fang Fan's current light skills, I am only afraid that I will fall down when I go up to dozens of meters, but fortunately, there are potholes on the bi, which gives Fang Fan a point to borrow, it is said that the potholes on this bi are also chiseled by Wanli Village.
Fang Fan lifted his breath, his body rose from the ground, and every time his strength was about to run out, his toes would point holes in the holes, and he would rise again with strength......
Baizhang cliff overturned, when Fang Fan jumped to the top of the cliff, four people had already seen it, but the other three quickly looked away, and the four people on the cliff were Chen Pi Cinnamon and others.
Fang Fan landed, tangerine peel and cinnamon had already caught up, he was still dressed as a rich child, silk shirt, waist jade, and on the other hand, the other three were dressed equally exquisitely, and the silver satin clothes were both soft and fitted.
Before Chen Pi Cinnamon could say a word, the three of them walked out of a tall and thin man and said, "Since you're here, let's start quickly." There was a faint impatience in his tone, and he had been waiting for five minutes.
After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, and the two people behind him were the same as him, no longer looking at Fang Fan and the others, and followed the tall and thin man away.
The tangerine peel and cinnamon that was hanging on the side smiled helplessly at Fang Fan, and before he could speak, Fang Fan patted the tangerine peel and cinnamon on the shoulder, indicating that his mood was not affected by this.
Of course, he can figure out why these three people feel impatient, it takes a lot of time to brush Wanli Village, they only brush six or seven times a day, for them, every minute of waste may mean one less brush of the secret realm, that is, to earn one less silver, and the hard work is naturally to get better martial arts cheats.