“……”

There were two more Silver Saint Seiyas, and under Zhang Fan's attack, they didn't even have room to fight back, and they were all killed in an instant.

Seeing this scene happening, the three people present were all silent, not that they had nothing to say, but that they were completely numb, and everyone had a new understanding of Zhang Fan's strength. The magic bell and the noble ghost are better, the magic bell is the same as Zhang Ji after all,... Well, a little emotional, Zhang Fan is strong, she is the happiest. What about the noble ghost, he is still young, although his master is Mr. Mu, but age determines everything, at this age, the noble ghost's thinking is not so complicated, and he doesn't think a lot.

The most complicated mentality in this is Seiya, the last time I saw Zhang Fan show his strength, it was when he was in the Galaxy Ring, and Yihui at that time was also powerless in front of Zhang Fan. At that time, Seiya was also surprised, but there was also a hint of understanding.

When he was practicing in the Holy Domain, Zhang Fan showed unparalleled talent and strength, and at that time, the magic bell said that Zhang Fan had the strength of the Silver Saint Seiya. If there is a corresponding silver holy clothes, Zhang Fan is a real silver saint warrior.

At that time, Seiya's heart was that the Silver Saint Seiya was the most powerful person in the world, and Ikki was a Bronze Saint Seiya like himself, and it was natural that he lost to Zhang Fan.

This idea lasted until the defeat of Mesdi.

From the moment Meti failed, was easily erased by Zhang Fan, and captured the holy clothes, Seiya was in a state of shock. And after that, the two Silver Saint Seiyas who appeared at the same time, in front of Zhang Fan, were still killed in an instant like babies, and the shock in Seiya's heart had reached the limit, and such a thought even appeared in his heart.

"Could it be that the Golden Saint Seiya is really such a terrifying existence? The Silver Saint Clothes were like a layer of white paper in front of them, and the Silver Saint Seiya was like a baby in front of them. Their speed was so fast that they were completely invisible, and their power was so great that tearing a man's body was as easy as the palm of his hand piercing air? ”

Such ideas, although they have just emerged, are already ingrained.

And the occurrence of such an idea in itself, will it have an unpredictable impact on Seiya's future? Even Zhang Fan didn't know this.

Looking down at the two corpses on the ground, Zhang Fan pursed his lips and raised his hand, and the two sets of holy clothes broke away from their original owners as if they had life, and flew in front of Zhang Fan.

Where the pieces are broken, the pieces come together quickly, and of course, they are just combinations, not real restorations. However, as long as these fragments can be fully combined, the self-recovery of the Holy Clothes will not be slow.

Looking at the two sets in front of him, one set of whale-style and one set of hound-style holy clothes, the corners of Zhang Fan's mouth curled, and after the holy clothes box outside were closed, he put them all into the ring with a wave of his hand, closed his eyes and sensed for a while, and after making sure that there was no one else, he turned around and walked in front of the magic bell and the others.

To be precise, he walked in front of the noble ghost.

"You're a ghost, aren't you?"

Yes? Yes! Yes, yes, I'm a ghost! ”

"I know that you are the only disciple of Mr. Mu, the Goat Gold Saint Seiya, and the Golden Saint Seiya candidate who will inherit him in the future. You've been here for a few days, and I haven't come to see you, so don't mind if there's anything you slacken! ”

"Huh? No, no, you are as strong as your master, how can I be," ......

"Okay, don't wait for Zhang, are you like this when you are with Mr. Mu?"

"Uh...... No, it's not ......"

"So, Mr. Mu is also a Golden Saint Seiya, you won't be nervous in the face of him, and you don't have to be nervous in the face of me, speaking of which, I used to have a relationship with your master, not to mention that you are now my companion, even if you really stand on the opposite side of me one day, for the sake of your master's face, I will not hurt you!"

Zhang Fan rubbed the top of the noble ghost's head and said with a smile.

"Hey......

The noble ghost rubbed his nose and smiled, obviously relaxing a lot.

"Speaking of which, is Mr. Mu still recuperating in the Pamirs?"

"Hmmm! The master said that the Sanctuary was too noisy, and he didn't like it, so he stayed there all the time, and even if the Pope wanted to see him sometimes, he wouldn't necessarily agree! ”

The noble ghost raised his head, looked at Zhang Fan, and said crisply.

"That's it, is it really because it's too noisy............ Zhang Fan sighed noncommittally, and then raised his head, "How is Mr. Mu's life?" The body is not bad either? ”

"Hmmm! The body is very good, and life is okay, every day is either to cultivate the motivation of mind, or to read a book or something, and there is nothing to do at ordinary times. ”

"Huh? Nothing? No, I remember, Mr. Mu should be the only Holy Clothes Restorer in the Holy Domain today, how could he have nothing to do? ”

"That's right, but it's peacetime now, and the Holy Domain doesn't allow too much fighting between saint warriors, and usually everyone takes off their holy clothes to duel if they have any fire, so although the master is very boring, he can't let others fight desperately just because he is bored, and the master doesn't want this!"

The noble ghost shrugged and said helplessly.

If this expression was made by someone else, it would be quite ordinary. But if it's so small

It's a lot of fun for the kids to put it out.

Zhang Fan pursed his lips, held back the smile that was about to appear on his face, and then nodded gently.

"In this case, then I'll help him find some work, lest he forget even the most important craft after a long time!"

Zhang Fan slowly closed his eyes as he spoke.

When the noble ghost heard his words, he blinked suspiciously, and looked at Zhang Fan inexplicably.

A few minutes later, Zhang Fan opened his eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse, and with a wave of his hand, the two holy suitcases that he had just put into the ring reappeared. Then Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, his index finger lightly touched his forehead, and when his fingers left his forehead, a white méngméng mist had already left with his fingers.

After placing the mist and the holy clothes together, Zhang Fan looked at the three people beside him, smiled lightly, raised his hand, and sent the three items into the air.

Swish!

In the next second, a burst of silver light flashed, and the two holy wardrobes disappeared along with the white mist ball.

The magic bell and Seiya didn't react when they saw this scene, but when the noble ghost saw this scene, his face suddenly changed.

"This is, teleportation! Impossible, this building can only be known to the master, how can you "............"

In the eyes of the noble ghost looking at Zhang Fan, the worship god appeared for the first time.

"Hehe, the use of telekinesis, open a channel in space that ignores time and distance, and then send what you need, even yourself, into the channel, so that this can teleport, such an ability is not difficult, as long as there is relevant information and proficient in telekinesis, you can use it smoothly, it's just the difference between skilled and unskilled. My teleportation, of course, is still a lot worse than Mr. Mu, at least I am far inferior to Mr. Mu in terms of positioning and transmission stability! ”

Zhang Fan said with a smile, but even if he said so, "The eyes of the noble ghost looking at him are still full of admiration and reverence, as well as a trace of fear.

It wasn't until this moment that he really put Zhang Fan in the same position as Mr. Mu. Although Zhang Fan said it easily, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he didn't use all his strength at all. Of course, Mr. Mu can do it to this extent, but if he wants faster positioning and higher stability, it consumes a lot, and at such a distance, even if Mr. Mu himself uses it, his face will turn slightly white, and Zhang Fan's face will hardly change, and his strength can be seen.

Ignoring the eyes of the noble ghost," Zhang Fan turned his head to look at the magic bell and Seiya.

"Things are over here, Demon Bell, you're now counted a traitor in the Sanctuary. So don't go back, just come with us! ”

"Huh? Will it work? I "............"

"It's okay" I said okay, don't forget, "You're my master and Seiya's master, the master is here, how can the apprentice not entertain?" ”

Zhang Fan said, winking imperceptibly at the magic bell.

The magic bell received the signal, his face under the mask turned red, and at an angle that others couldn't see, he twisted a few times at the soft flesh on Zhang Fan's waist, but he laughed softly twice.

"Well, since you've said so," ............

"So, everyone is ready, let's go back!"

Zhang Fan chuckled and shouted, and in the blank eyes of the three of them, he directly activated his superpower, and disappeared in an instant.

After they walked for a few minutes, several figures appeared here, and it was Binghe, Yihui and Instant, Zilong had already returned to Wulao Peak to practice, and he was not in the country of Japan at this time.

The three of them came to the scene and saw the three people who fell to the ground at a glance.

Hurriedly rushing to their side, Ikki lowered his head and mō their necks.

"Two died, and one seemed to have passed out, and there were no injuries in his body."

Kazuki checked it and looked at the other two and said.

"Can you be identified? Is it an ordinary person or a ......,..."

"I don't know."

As soon as Binghe was about to ask a question, Kazuki shook his head.

"I can't be sure at all, they don't have any holy clothes on their bodies, and there are no remnants of good holy clothes around, and the two dead ones can't be judged, and this small universe that faints doesn't have any movement, so ...... However, I think those two who died are not necessarily ordinary people, if they are ordinary people, who will shoot at them? And looking at the wounds on their bodies, it is obvious that only Saint Seiya can cause them, and there are still traces of Seiya's small universe here, so considering that these two people are the enemies who attacked Seiya. ”

"Huh? But if they are enemies, what about their holy garments? ”

Instantly listening to Ikki's words, he asked suspiciously.

"Then I don't know, there are too few clues here to make more judgments.

However, since Seiya was here at the time, there would be no problem in asking him, and you also felt it just now, that powerful small universe, "......",

"Hmm!"

Binghe and Instant Brush nodded.

"That's right, Zhang Fan is also here, with his strength and the golden holy clothes, even if there is a powerful enemy, there will be no problem, so let's go back now, go back to the mansion and find Seiya or Zhang Fan, as long as you ask them face to face, then there will definitely be no problem!"

Yihui came to such a conclusion, Binghe and Instant glanced at each other, nodded in unison, and the three of Su Hou moved quickly and disappeared from the spot.

At this time, the four people who had already returned to the mansion ......

"Gross! Vomit!!! ”

Seiya had just come out of the teleportation state, and without saying a word, he rushed to the side of the small tree and vomited.

The magic bell is also uncomfortable, but with Zhang Fan's special care, it will not be as embarrassing as Seiya. In this, the noble ghost is quiet, he is a master of telekinesis, and he can teleport, but he is not as powerful as Zhang Fan, he can not only lead many people but also move so far.

But no matter how long the distance is, it's just a moment, the real pressure is Zhang Fan who launched the teleportation, and the noble ghost who accepts the teleportation has the usual experience, and is already very adaptable to the pressure on the body caused by the teleportation time and space pull.

Their appearance alarmed the people of the mansion at the same time.

A large number of bodyguards rushed out of the room, although the magic bell was a stranger, but when they saw Zhang Fan and the three of them, they still stopped and stood aside respectfully.

His own medical staff used to take care of Seiya, but Zhang Fan pulled the magic bell and entered the interior of the mansion.

Holding her hand, he walked straight upstairs to Saori's room, anyway, Saori couldn't have been unaware of the fact that such a big person as the magic bell lived here. It was normal for Zhang Fan to bring her to say hello. And he is not worried about what problems will arise between the two girls, this world is different from other worlds, the time period of this world is very high, and the social atmosphere is not open. And the magic bell and Saori are the kind of xìng who are extremely shy about the relationship between men and women, and it's okay to say something else, but when it comes to love, love

usually relies on Zhang Fan to lead, but this time, as long as Zhang Fan does not take the initiative to provoke these topics, there will definitely be no mistakes.

And at the moment when Zhang Fan and the others had just launched a teleportation back to public relations, on the Pamir Plateau, under an ancient tower, a man with two dots in the center of his eyebrows suddenly opened his eyes.

In the next second, two large boxes and a white mist ball appeared in front of him.

"Is this, teleportation? Could it be a noble ghost? It can't be, if it was him he would have informed me, who would it be? Where did you come from? ”

A question flashed in Mr. Mu's heart for a moment, and he stood up with an unchanged face, walked in front of the holy wardrobe, and frowned slightly.

"Hound and beluga whale? How are these two? I remember it was from Athurian and Mosis, why is it here? ”

Mr. Mu was suspicious for a moment, and then looked at Bai Sè Xiaoqiu.

"This thing should be the key.........",

Thinking like this, Mr. Mu stretched out his hand and touched the small ball, and in the next second, the small ball suddenly followed him to his arm and entered his body, and in his brain, Zhang Fan's voice slowly sounded.

After a few minutes, Mr. Mu reopened his eyes, but there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

Zhang Fan............ Is it? ”@。