"Do you know what is in this room?" asked the king.

The faint breath in the room is distributed like a spider web, the more you go to the periphery, the weaker the breath is distributed, and the more you go to the center, the stronger the breath is, and the location of the center is Zhang Fan!

But what puzzled him was that since Zhang Fan was the emitting source, this breath should continue to be released from Zhang Fan's body. But that aura was not like this, they just surrounded Zhang Fan, and there was no movement. And as far as the situation is concerned, this breath is still weakening, like rootless duckweed, without any replenishment.

[Is it the remnants of something here, or is this guy's strength already reaching the point where he can completely restrain his hidden aura?] 】

Of the two speculations, Wang still prefers the first one. If it was the second type, he had no way other than to run away first and then call the ancient one to solve this problem, and what that aura represented was far from what he could solve as a little magician.

Zhang Fan hadn't reacted to Wang's question, but Coulson was shocked first. "What's in the house? Is there anything else here?"

Coulson's question bought Zhang Fan a lot of time, the other party came for Kazan, but it seems that the other party does not know Kazan's situation, at most he only determines that Kazan is on the evil side. So, should I tell the other party about Kazan?

This thought just flashed in his mind, and was ruled out by Zhang Fan without hesitation. Entrust your fate with the kindness of others, two words, hehe!

If you can't tell the other person, then you can only lie. How to lie? Nine truths and one falsehood, or even ten truths and no falsehoods, only the most crucial information is hidden, so that lies can deceive others. Of course, if you can get to the point where you can cheat yourself, that's another story.

So Zhang Fan took out and dug in his arms, and a dark green floc was taken out of Zhang Fan's arms.

The secret words of evil spirits, the ancient drawings inside the poisoned milk powder - the materials that fell from the ghost train. In order to change clothes, Zhang Fan didn't go to the blue at the beginning, resulting in a lot of backpacks.

The moment Wang took out the things from Zhang Fan, the short stick in Wang's hand flashed several times in a row, and his eyes became confused. Fortunately, his mental power is enough, and he can't be bewitched by just one item. So after a short period of confusion, Wang soon came to his senses.

But Coulson, Melinda, and Nick Fury didn't have much luck. The faces of the three of them kept changing, crying for a while, laughing for a while, gritting their teeth for a while, and being content for a while.

"Wake up!" the king shouted, words containing spiritual power that shook the three of them out of the illusion.

"What happened?"

Nick Fury is worthy of being the head of the secret service, even if he was still motion sickness just now, but as soon as he woke up, he realized that the situation was wrong.

"I seem to have made a mistake. Zhang Fan smiled, and in his backpack, he found that the secret language of the evil spirit was somewhat similar to Kazan's breath, after all, they both belonged to the category of ghosts. So I came up with the idea of using this thing to dispel the other party, or at least fight for a while. I didn't expect the ordinary materials in the game to be so powerful. Even a magician can be tempted for a short time.

"How did you get something like this. Wang asked solemnly. At this time, he had already preconceived that these two breaths were somewhat identical as an object.

And Zhang Fan looked at the other party's reaction and knew that he had almost passed, and he was relieved, but he still made a somewhat nervous look and said, "This is my family's ancestral, is there anything wrong!"

"If you can, I'd like you to leave it to us for safekeeping. The king said this, though it was a request, but the tone was unquestionable, without a hint of discussion.

After Zhang Fan heard this, his face became unkind, and the two sides were cold, time passed little by little, and the king's momentum gradually rose, pressing towards Zhang Fan little by little, and finally, Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give it to you." ”

"This is the most correct decision you have made!" Wang smiled, and stopped oppressing the other party with his momentum, for him, even if it was a robbery, this thing must not be left to the other party. Such an item containing powerful magic power, and other remnants of spiritual power, is definitely an excellent material for sacrificial summoning.

"Heh, I think too!" Zhang Fan showed a helpless smile.

"How about this wand?" said the king, handing over the short wand hidden in his sleeve.

"Heh, the kid can't climb high!" Zhang Fan had a hateful expression, and almost didn't write the words "I want revenge" on his face.

Wang shook his head, he was a little funny about the temper of a child like Zhang Fan, the kind of desire to retaliate, just a child, don't worry. Besides, behind him is the Holy of Holies and of Ho

"Since you don't want it, forget it. ”

"Who is rare!" Zhang Fan turned his head away.

"Then what are they going to do?" the king gestured to the three who were still confused. Especially Nick Fury, the motion sickness is not good, and the backhand was made by Zhang Fan again, although it relies on the mental power higher than the average person, but now it is almost lying on the ground.

"You cause trouble, you can do it yourself!"

The tone was very impulsive, but Wang was not angry at all, but said with a smile, "I heard that you have a good potion in your hand, how about I buy it!"

"You can't afford it!"

"Quote a price!" Wang smiled, there were really few things that the Holy of Holies couldn't afford.

"$10,000 a bottle, take the money first and then give the goods. ”

As soon as the words came out, the king was dumbfounded, 10,000 US dollars? It's not expensive, but when you are a magician, when you trade with another magician, don't order magic materials, magic books, you want these yellow and white things? But the money, the card really doesn't have it now. So after holding it for a long time, the king said with some confidence, "Can you use this as collateral with a wand?"

"Cut, this broken piece of wood is worth 10,000 yuan, have you drunk too much or have I drunk too much?" Zhang Fan looked at the other party with a caring idiot expression.

Wang almost couldn't hold back a fireball, why don't I have a fixed spell model, three impulses, and a staff of instant spells that are not worth 10,000 dollars?

"Forget about being poor, it's hard-mouthed, forget it, I'm unlucky this time. Zhang Fan said, and poured a bottle of 10% concentration medicine into each of the three of them.

In fact, Zhang Fan still wants Wang's magic wand. It's good to study or use. However, because of his poor understanding of magic in this world, Zhang Fan had to be cautious about all things related to magic. What if there is a backhand left by the other party in it, and what if the other party uses this magic wand to sin him at a critical moment?

So to be on the safe side, Zhang Fan still didn't accept this magic wand that looked unusual. In the end, it's still a cowardice.