Holding this translucent flam, Mo Fan kept walking forward, and as he got farther and farther away from the lake, the flakes reacted more and more intensely. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gradually, as he continued to move forward, he slowly stepped into a jungle, remembering that the short man had said that this was where Purple Fang lived.

As for whether he can get a way to help Ning turn back into a human body from this guy called Purple Fang, it depends on Mo Fan's ability.

However, it was not this purple fang that interested him the most, but the translucent flake in his hand, which had a strong reaction, and his intuition told him that this flake must have an extraordinary effect, and maybe it could play a big role in this copy.

As the distance deepened, Mo Fan searched all the way to the degree of reaction of the thin slice in his hand, and after a while, his eyes suddenly opened up, and a completely different wide open space appeared in his sight.

The land in this clearing was dark black in color, completely different from the rest of the forest, and it looked a little strange, and in the center of the clearing, stood a huge tree that required five or six people to surround it.

However, there was not even a single leaf on the giant tree, only the bare forks and branches, and at the end of each branch, there was a round object hanging from it.

At a glance, there are hundreds or thousands of human heads with miserable deaths and different shapes, and what is even more creepy is that these human heads are not tied to tree branches, but more like they grow from trees!

Just below this extremely strange giant tree, a wizened figure was lying quietly against the tree, with a hat similar to a hat on his face, which could not be seen clearly, but looked like some ancient knights in some movies.

Walking forward slowly, Mo Fan couldn't feel any life from this figure leaning on the trunk of the tree, nor did he see the slightest ups and downs, he felt like a dead man.

But before he could speak, the figure suddenly raised his withered claws and removed the hat that covered his face, revealing a wrinkled old face.

This is an old man, skinny, with deep wrinkles on his face, full of gray hair, and he looks extremely old, giving people the feeling that he may go there at any time.

"What's the matter with you?" The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a flat expression, but his voice looked unusually young. If you just listen to the voice and don't look at the face, you may even suspect that this is a young man in his twenties and thirties.

"You're Purple Fang?" Mo Fan quietly put the restless flake in his hand behind him and asked.

"Exactly." The old man stood up tremblingly and patted the dust off his body.

"I'd like to ask you for a favor." Mo Fan didn't beat around the bush and got straight to the point.

The old man frowned, and asked lightly: "I have always only helped my friends, and strangers like you will not help at all!"

"Are you sure you have friends?" Mo Fan glanced around and raised his eyebrows.

"Not a single one." The old man shook his head, raised his eyelids and looked at Mo Fan, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his face was full of wrinkles and huddled together, and his appearance was indescribably weird, "But I think you should have a chance to be the first!" ”

"Why?" Mo Fan asked curiously, "Could it be because I'm too handsome?" Sure enough, people are handsome, and they can eat anywhere! ”

"Of course not." The old man shook his head, his eyes a little weird, "I just feel that the two of us are somewhat similar, so I decided to give you a chance to be friends with me." ”

"The only thing the two of us are similar to each other is that we're both men, right?" Mo Fan brushed his messy hair and tried to look as handsome as possible.

The old man smiled indifferently, but he was not angry, his eyes were swollen and staring at Mo Fan, as if he could see through the other party, "The similarity I am talking about is not the similarity in appearance, but ...... Elsewhere. ”

Looking at Mo Fan, who was puzzled by the age, he continued to add, "You may not understand this, so I'll just say it, I'm only 27 years old this year!" ”

This old man, who was at least ninety years old just by looking at the appearance, was actually only 27 years old, no wonder it gave Mo Fan an extremely strange feeling, but he still didn't understand it for a while, what was the similarity between this and him?

"I'm actually in my twenties, but I look like I'm in my nineties." The old man said slowly, "You look like you're in your twenties, but your actual age is almost equivalent to your nineties!" ”

Hearing this, Mo Fan reacted at this time, when he dealt with the Blood Queen earlier, he was consumed by Mr. Thorn for a full sixty years of lifespan to perform a secret technique.

Although this secret technique didn't play much role at the time, for him, those sixty years of life were really consumed.

So although he looks like he is only in his twenties now, he is actually equivalent to being in his eighties and nearly ninety years old, and he doesn't know how many years he has left.

"Looks like you've got it." The old man smiled and said slowly, "In this case, I won't talk nonsense, I will give you a chance to become friends with me, it depends on whether you need it or not!"

As long as you can get my approval, you can do whatever you want me to help! ”

"Friends." Mo Fan smiled and said, "Everyone is friends, what else do you need, right?" ”

The old man didn't speak, just looked at Mo Fan with a smile.

After a while, Mo Fan pursed his lips and said, "Okay, let's talk about it, how can I get your approval?" ”

(PS: Is this password red envelope poisonous, or are those beasts who come to grab the red envelope on purpose poisonous?)

The chapter that sent the red envelope yesterday was stuck for a few minutes, and then it was squirted out by those brutes who were waiting to grab the red envelope, what a liar, what a word without faith, what I cheated every day to subscribe, what I cheated This little money is left for me to buy a coffin!

I'm curious, do I owe these beasts anything? I send red envelopes to send some benefits to my book friends who have always supported me.

The red envelopes that were sent dozens of dollars every day were snatched away by the script plug-in robot, which made me very unhappy, but I didn't expect that these beasts were waiting to snatch my red envelopes!

Where the hell do these dog things come from?

Why do you know that I want to send a red envelope?

Later, after thinking about it carefully, maybe it was some brute who watched piracy, and when he saw that I said in the article that I wanted to give out red envelopes, he ran to pick up the cheap, but he didn't expect to get any benefits, so he tore his face and showed his dog face?

Or maybe it's some brute who specializes in grabbing red envelopes? Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it, this new password red envelope and the message at the back of the chapter are simply the most rubbish features I've ever seen!

It's going to be the New Year, or say less swearing, although try to be restrained, but still can't help it, and finally say one more - I am willing to exchange the lives of these beasts for the happiness and health of all the book friends here!

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