Seeing off the guests, Zhang Fan's small sword hall fell silent again.

"Well, things are getting more and more, so why can't you wait for me to wake up. ”

Zhang Fan sighed with emotion, Wang's arrival was really unexpected by him. Although in the comics, Wang is just a guy who takes care of the library, but Zhang Fan does not dare to slack off when facing it.

Since ancient times, librarians have been more than that, and the popularity of this sentence is almost comparable to the popularity of the lucky e of the spearmen since ancient times, and the popularity of the archers in close combat since ancient times. What's more, it is a profession of magician, which knowledge represents power. And he hasn't really seen the power of magic in this world yet, in case it's different from the movie, a little hello can make him seconds, then this kind of elite monster is ......

But fortunately, the other party didn't have much communication with S.H.I.E.L.D., or not much information about him, which gave Zhang Fan a chance to get over. However, paper can't contain the fire after all, if the other party comes back to his senses, it is estimated that if he can't wait for Zhang Fan to explain, the fireball will directly paste the bear's face.

"Shouldn't we find something to do for these people?" Zhang Fan rubbed his chin, if the other party was too busy to get out, then the chance of him being found would be greatly reduced, even if he was found in the end, the time he won was enough for Zhang Fan to grow up, well, there should be no problem with running, right?

As a result, Zhang Fan began to recall all kinds of things about the ancient one and the Holy of Holies. Dormammu, Baron Mordo, and Casillas, all three of them are masters of finding trouble, and they can be regarded as their internal enemies. Then excluding the first, the second and the third is a good choice, but Zhang Fan is a little blind, because he doesn't know if Doctor Strange has started to study on the side of the Ancient One, or that the progress has reached the point where he has taken over the position of the Ancient One and become the Supreme Mage.

Rubbing his face in frustration, Zhang Fan temporarily gave up his plan to make trouble for the other party. There was no way, he couldn't have climbed the mountain in a ghost walk, and then ran to the top of the Himalayas to ask the Ancient One if he had taken in a guy named Stephen Strange. Let's not talk about whether it will be seen by Gu Yi and then beaten to death, just this kind of behavior is the same as taking a two-day train to the capital and then taking a two-day train back immediately after drinking a saliva, except for the guy with a watt of brains, it is estimated that no one will do this.

Putting away his thoughts, Zhang Fan took out the long sword that never left his body, and practiced sword by sword to start the foundation.

Unlike the game, he doesn't have any anti-heaven bugs here that can be upgraded by killing people. Since you can't level up, you can't improve your attributes, that is, you can't improve all qualities such as speed, strength, body defense, recovery speed, etc. And in reality, these things are precisely the most critical.

Don't rely on bells and whistles, but all with fists, except for the bald teacher, the best example is to forgive giants. That invincible strength, defense, perverted resilience, if you want to say ability, is a buff that gets stronger the angrier, but in essence, it still relies on that almost buggy physical fitness. No matter how much you break it, this is the truth that you can break ten thousand laws with one force.

This shows how important it is to have a good body. However, Zhang Fan was not discouraged because he couldn't kill people to upgrade, because Zhang Fan could sense the improvement of his own attributes every time he practiced swordsmanship, although it was weak, but he could perceive it. The feeling of knowing that you are getting stronger with every swing of the sword is really fascinating. And such a perverted ascension, which made him wonder if it was because of the sword soul template, otherwise how could ordinary training have such a big improvement. And if that's the case, then when you practice the power of fluctuations, ghosts, spirits, and blood qi, will you also improve your physical attributes? These things have to be verified slowly later.

A sword was wielded, a sword was practiced, and at night, Zhang Fan went into the house and took a cold shower. Then he turned his perception to the maximum, and found that he didn't have the feeling of being spied on, but the magic net in the area he was in was more acute.

"It's just that the sharpness of the magic net has been strengthened, and it seems that the other party has no doubts about himself. ”

Zhang Fan muttered, he didn't know that the king who was guarded by him had a very good impression of him, and he didn't suspect anything abnormal about him when he looked at him like looking at his grandson. Even the people who were watching him were withdrawn, and he even asked the Ancient One to lend him books.

However, these are just afterwords, Zhang Fan's sensitivity to the magic net is still a little depressed. The magic net became sharp, which meant that Kazan could not be used to defend the house, and the output power of the ghost shadow step became lower, which directly led to the place where he could have only taken four or five steps, and forced Zhang Fan to take more than thirty steps.

"Is it time to pay at the beginning of the month?"

The ghost figure walked to a soft sofa in the room, and Zhang Fan leaned comfortably on it, moaning and groaning happily. If it weren't for the fact that a piece of leather on this sofa was enough for him to collect a year's rent in his previous life, he would really want to buy one.

"There are some tasks that I need your help with this time!"

Stephen sat across from him, his face a little unsightly. A blonde woman with big waves and waves on the side looked at Zhang Fan with interest.

"Is the task considered overtime, is overtime pay?" Zhang Fan yawned.

"How about giving you a world where you are not discriminated against?" said the blonde beauty.

"Hey, listen to this tone, you are not an ordinary person!" Zhang Fan sat up straight and became a little cautious.

"Aren't we the same?" The blonde beauty's body rippled, and the fine blue scales replaced the outfit just now. "You can call me a Demonic Girl!"

"Demonic girl, then you are naked now"

Before the body word was finished, a round thigh hit Zhang Fan's face, if you ignore the blue scales and just look at the shape, this leg is still very nice.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, I'm kidding. Zhang Fan dodged the opponent's attack with a ghost step, touched the other party by the way, and found that it was not the kind of cold scale touch, but it was the same as the skin, but it was much tougher than the skin.

"Very good ability!" misses the blow, and the Demonic Girl is not chasing. There was no reaction to Zhang Fan's frivolous behavior on his face, and as for whether he was scolding MMP in his heart, it was unknown.

"Thanks for the compliment, but you're really not naked now, okay, I was wrong!" Seeing that there was something like a knife in the other party's hand slowly stretching, Zhang Fan swallowed the character back very wisely. But depending on the other party's reaction, it is estimated that it is. Ness, the puzzle solves one.

"So, what do you have to do with me? I think your boss seems to have been locked up. Zhang Fan changed the subject.

"That's why I'm looking for you. The Demonic gradually withdrew her knife, and then expressed her intention to do so.

(It's a bit of a mental explosion to be sprayed.,This chapter makes up for yesterday's)