Mo Fan seemed to remember what He Shanshan had done before, he quickly took out the phone and tried to start the screen, and sure enough, it ......

As soon as the charging technique went down, the mobile phone was turned on, and He Shanshan's three-dimensional phantom appeared, and she stretched out her pink fist with her teeth and claws to hit Mo Fan, and she wore it perfectly, without any substantial damage.

"I'm so angry, how could I meet a master like you!" He Shanshan became more and more angry and began to complain.

Mo Fan smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I really didn't have time to think about it so much at that time." ”

"You!hmph!" Although He Shanshan knew that what Mo Fan said was right, her anger still couldn't be extinguished.

She looked at Mo Fan and said, "Tell me honestly, when did you learn that last trick when you fought with that leopard?"

Mo Fan shook his head, "I don't know, at that time, I just wanted to learn Nangong Fu's treatises and summon a few clones to come out, but as soon as I said the three words of Qianqiu Lu, I felt as if I was floating." ”

He Shanshan: "......"

"Floated?"

Mo Fan nodded solemnly, "That's right, I feel as if I have swelled, under that kind of ordinary, the feeling of being a king suddenly went up, and then my spiritual power increased inexplicably, and the appearance of those soldiers flashed in my mind, and I spit out that sentence unconsciously in my mouth." ”

"Are you possessed?" He Shanshan's anger instantly disappeared, and she asked with concern, "Is that Thanos a ghost?"

Mo Fan replied: "I'm not sure if it's Thanos or not, but I was definitely not possessed at that time, as if there were some more memory atlas fragments in my mind, which couldn't affect me." ”

"Find a chance to let Venerable Qianling or your master take a look. He Shanshan said.

"Yes. Mo Fan agreed, he felt that his life was surrounded by all kinds of strange things, and he could write about it.

The sound of pushing the door sounded, and Shikong and Nangong Fu walked in.

"Amitabha, Mo Fan, you can be regarded as awake!"

"How long has it been now?" Mo Fan got up and asked, he had just forgotten to ask He Shanshan again.

"It wasn't long, six hours, and it was eight o'clock in the morning. Nangong Fu replied.

"What about the two of them?" Mo Fan hurriedly asked, "Did they take the ring or something?"

"Don't worry, we've got it. Nangong Fu smiled slightly and introduced what happened after he fell into a coma.

After placing Mo Fan, he and Shikong rewarded the mysterious person with a dagger, searched his body, and then found a senior from the neighborhood committee to come and take their bodies away.

"What about that thing, they took it away?" Mo Fan asked, he surprisingly didn't feel any guilt about the two being killed.

"I said I took it," Nangong Fu shook the two rings on his hand, "All the items are inside, just wait for you to get up, let's share the spoils!"

"Amitabha, this is called spoils, how can it be called a matter between monks?" said with a smile.

I have to say that the pure heart of the empty is too red and too simple, so simple that it is not like simplicity.

Mo Fan took two Qi and Blood Pills to recover the discomfort of his body, if he didn't want to expose the existence of "Gluttonous Formula", he still chose to eat spirit stones.

"Let's go!, let's divide the spoils!" Mo Fan said as he walked towards the conference room.

"Two rings, who wants to open them?" Nangong Fu asked.

Shikong shook his head, indicating that he was not interested.

"Then let's have one for each person. Mo Fan said to Nangong Fu.

"Good!"

Nangong Fu handed over a ring to Mo Fan, and he first put the things in the ring on the conference table, to be honest, he hadn't seen anything inside, and he was really looking forward to it.

The light flashed, and a hill appeared on the conference table.

In addition to the spirit stone, there is an elixir, and there is a token that seems to be used to prove identity.

There's nothing out of the ordinary.

Both of them turned their gaze to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan shrugged, indicating that Yali Mountain was big, and he also took out the items in the ring in one go.

The three of them looked at a hill on the table and couldn't help but exclaim.

There is no other reason, he is too rich, just now it is the dagger man's ring, and the spirit stone is only a few hundred medium-grade spirit stones, this mute man who does not speak is even more powerful, and it is also a few hundred, but it is a high-grade spirit stone, according to the conversion of the hundred-base system, it is equivalent to tens of thousands of medium-grade spirit stones.

"I didn't expect it!" Mo Fan sighed, "This person is so rich!"

In addition to the spirit stone, there are still a few bottles of pills, Mo Fan looked at it, in addition to the Qi and Blood Pill and the Awakening Pill, he didn't know any of the other bottles and jars, who could understand Xiaobai's pain?

I can't say that I am a stranger when I go out in the future, I don't even know a pill, it's too embarrassing.

"Look, there's another artifact here!" said Shikong in amazement, holding a pair of red and white gauntlets in his hands.

As far as Mo Fan knows, weapons are divided into three classes, from low to high, which are magic weapons, spirit weapons, and artifacts.

The magic weapon is the most common, which can conduct stronger spiritual power, sharper than ordinary weapons, and then the spiritual weapon, the spiritual weapon here is not the weapon of the birth weapon spirit, but when the forging master is forging the weapon, it causes the heavenly tribulation, the heavenly tribulation of the living beings, just like the Dan tribulation that Mo Fan saw in the aura world at that time.

As for the artifact, it is even rarer, the artifact is spiritual, powerful, and can cut mountains, rivers, the sun and the moon.

The three of them divided the spirit stone and the pill equally, and then took out the gauntlet and the black token separately to discuss who owns it.

They look at me, I look at you, who doesn't want to give up the gauntlet, as for the token, no one cares at all.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Nangong Fu was the first to speak: "I think it's the weakest in my body, if this pair of handguards protects my body, the security will be higher." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Shikong retorted: "Amitabha, Nangong donor, you may have misunderstood, the handguard refers to the use of protective arms when exercising, the poor monk feels that he uses swordsmanship and will inevitably be injured in battle, and the Mofan donor is protected by a better defensive spiritual weapon, how about the handguard belong to me?"

Mo Fan: "......"

was reminded by the release, Mo Fan also remembered that he had ink armor! It doesn't matter if this thing fights or not.

He shrugged, "You two fight, do I want that token?"

The two of them kept nodding their heads, taking a useless token in exchange for reducing the chance of competition, no loss!

Mo Fan ignored the dispute between the two and played with the token in his hand.

The token is pure black, and the shape is the same as the sacrificial tablet, uh, no.

Mo Fan took a closer look, this thing seemed to be a tablet, with a person's name and identity on it.

The fourth lord of the mansion - Yan Yan

"Mansion Master?" Mo Fan frowned, thinking of the identities of the two, this should be the head of a certain organization, or the kind that is dead.

So...... Why is his spiritual position in the ordination of his subordinates? Shouldn't he find a place to put it in peace?

It's not simple, it's not easy.

Mo Fan carefully observed the tablet, trying to find the clues on it.

(End of chapter)