Facing Purple Rose's words, Fan Lang could only smile bitterly: "Thank you for reminding me, after making money this time, I will consider changing to a safer way to make money." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Well, you've been an honest person along the way, and I'm saying this for your good. Purple Rose patted Fan Lang on the shoulder.

The caravan continued on its way.

Halfway through, the caravan stumbles upon a lone woman, both of whom are heading in the same direction, heading to the Triangle.

The woman wears a hood and a robe, which looks a little mysterious.

This place is close to the triangle, even if it is a lone woman, you have to be more careful, the caravan people and the robed woman staggered by, they all looked at her, saw her appearance up close, and then many people were dumbfounded.

The woman was ugly, and she had cross-eyed, both eyes squeezing inward.

There is already a cross-eyed "Fan Taotao" in the caravan, and now there is another cross-eye.

That's interesting.

"Haha, this is another cross-eyed. ”

"What's going on lately, I've always encountered cross-eyed. ”

"This woman can't be the relative of Fan Taotao in the caravan, right?"

"Yes, it's possible. ”

Everyone thought it was funny and glanced between Fan Lang and the robed woman, because they looked very similar.

Fan Lang looked at the robed woman, and it happened that the other party turned his head at the same time, and the two cross-eyed fighters fought together, their eyes met, blinking.

Just looking at the cross-eyed, it must be believed that the two are sisters or brothers and sisters.

The caravan burst out laughing one by one.

Fan Lang didn't think it was funny at all, and had other ideas.

"My cross-eyed eyes became because of taking the Appearance Pill, this woman's appearance looks a little unnatural, should I also use the Appearance Pill?"

Fan Lang was suspicious.

That's how his own cross-eyed came about, and he naturally thinks of it this way.

The two cross-eyed looked at each other, and no matter how others laughed, the two of them never laughed.

If Fan Lang guessed correctly, then this robed woman must have a plan to hide her true identity.

When the robed woman saw Fan Lang, she was stunned for a moment, then her face darkened, and then she heard everyone's laughter, which added fuel to the fire.

"What are you laughing at, what's so funny, isn't it just cross-eyed, how good-looking are you?" the robed woman scolded. The sound is crisp and pleasant.

Purple Rose was sleek and exquisite, and she didn't want the caravan to set up enemies, so she stepped forward and said: "This sister, don't be angry, don't be like these bastards, if any of them dare to laugh again, if you don't do it, I will personally go over and tear their mouths!"

As soon as these words came out, the anger of the robed woman subsided a little, her complexion eased slightly, and the ridicule also decreased until it disappeared.

"If you can speak, I don't care. The robed woman said.

"If you go this way, could it be that you are going to the Triangle like us?" said Purple Rose.

The robed woman thought for a moment and nodded in acknowledgement.

"As it happens, we're on our way to the Triangle too. If you go to that kind of place alone, I'm afraid you will be alone on the road, are you interested in walking with us?"

"This ......"

"Seeing that you are hesitant, it is intentional, this road is not very smooth, everyone walks together, helps each other, and it is good for each other. My name is Purple Rose, I am a businessman, I have many friends and many paths, let's make friends. ”

"My name is Zhao Wuchen, I don't have any identity, I just want to do something in the triangle. ”

Zhao Wuchen ...... It's a dance of dance, a morning of the morning? that's a good name. ”

Purple Rose warmly invited, came and went, the more the two sides talked, the more they fell in love, and the woman who called herself Zhao Wuchen agreed to join the caravan temporarily.

With the support of the purple rose, most of the people in the caravan didn't dare to laugh at Zhao Wuchen's cross-eyed anymore, even if they said it, it was just whispering.

The Hu San who was impostor before had some poison in his mouth, and whispered to Fan Lang: "That woman is really ugly, I have a fight with you, you ugly monsters don't stay at home well, why do you run out and are scary." ”

Fan Lang tilted his head slightly and glanced at Hu San, although it was a pair of cross-eyed, his eyes were extremely cold, like the cold light refracted on the ice pool in winter.

Hu San shuddered, and goosebumps broke out all over his body inexplicably.

The eyes can't scare anyone, what really makes Hu San cold is the fleeting coercion of the strong, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, shocking people's hearts.

Fan Lang immediately retracted his gaze and no longer paid attention to Hu San.

The chill on Hu San's body disappeared instantly, and he felt very strange in his heart, so he reached out and touched his arm.

"What happened just now, how could I be afraid of Fan Taotao, this Xuanzong? It's really weird. ”

Hu San secretly wondered.

The caravan had more Zhao Wuchen as a companion and continued to march towards the Triangle Domain.

Zhao Wuchen is a cross-eyed, probably not wanting to be "in the same frame" as another cross-eyer, so he deliberately distanced himself from Fan Lang on the road and hid far away.

Fan Lang noticed this, moved his childlike heart, and deliberately leaned towards Zhao Wuchen's side. As soon as he approached, Zhao Wuchen would dodge, and the two dodged left and right, shuttling around the caravan, and finally forced Zhao Wuchen to be anxious.

Zhao Wuchen stared at Fan Lang and said angrily, "Why do you always follow me!"

"I'm here to recognize our relatives, you see how similar we look, but we are distant relatives. Fan Lang said with a smile.

"Don't get close to me, I have nothing to do with you, it's best to stay away from me, don't bother me. If you say something like that, don't blame me for turning my face!"

"Hey, it's really fierce, why bother to fight cross-eyed. ”

Fan Lang shook his head and walked away.

Jokes are jokes, he is a fool on the surface, but secretly he is a little more careful about this suspicious Zhao Wuchen.

The team traveled all day and did not stop to rest until the dead of night.

Under the moonlight, bonfires were lit and tents were set up.

Some people chatted while eating, chatting about the world, and inadvertently talked about Fan Lang, a big celebrity who has been hot recently.

"Fan Lang is really a sudden rise, I haven't heard of him before, and he has suddenly become famous recently. ”

"After defeating Meng Chong, can you not be famous? ”

"I heard that he is a Xuan King, and he is not yet Xuan Jun, but he can defeat Xuan Jun. ”

"Impossible, he is so powerful, he must be Xuanjun!"

"Are you swearing so much, don't you gamble anything?"

"If Fan Lang is not Xuanjun, then I will write my surname upside down!"

"Get out! Who doesn't know your surname is Wang! Isn't it still the same when you turn it around!"

Talking about Fan Lang, a big celebrity, many people are very energetic, spitting stars and flying around.

As everyone knows, the real Fan Lang is by their side.

Click!

Zhao Wuchen suddenly broke the branch in his hand and threw it into the bonfire, then grabbed another branch and broke it into several sections in a row, as if venting his anger.

The branch smashed into the fire, setting off a string of sparks, and the red flamelight illuminated Zhao Wuchen's face and danced in her eyes.

No one noticed the hatred hidden in her eyes.

Fan Lang got into his tent alone, this tent is very advanced, there is a hole in it, and there is an isolation effect.

No matter what he does inside, no one outside will know.

This kind of rest time, of course, should be used to continue to absorb the chalcedony jade liquid!

Fan Lang sat cross-legged on the ground and took out the remaining chalcedony jade liquid, the silver liquid shining brightly.

With a flip of the palm, the sword chalcedony jade liquid entered the body and turned into a small sword qi.

Fan Lang began to refine and absorb, subduing these sword qi one by one, and endured a lot of pain.

In this way, in the middle of the night, the sword qi in Fan Lang's body increased to three thousand four hundred.

When the dawn came, the caravan continued on its way.

Halfway through, Fan Lang approached Zhao Wuchen with ulterior motives.