When Han Fei heard that there was no cell on the fourth floor, he was speechless.

So, did Xue Shenqi lock himself up with an unknown and mysterious powerhouse? Then why did he go crazy with musicians, why did he want to swallow seashells? What if he was robbed?

However, he thought about it: If it was really such a top powerhouse, there was no reason why he would snatch things from his junior. What a loss of money?

After another calculation, if Xue Shenqi wanted to kill himself, he would not lock himself up in the Star Prison. Just find a reason, what way can't you kill yourself?Why send yourself to the fourth layer of the Star Prison.

After figuring it out, Han Fei was naturally not afraid, anyway, he didn't let himself die.

Han Fei walked into the enchantment without hesitation, and saw that Zhang Teng didn't know why, did he say that this kid has such a big heart?

Since he couldn't figure it out, Zhang Teng didn't bother to think about it.

They are all big guys, and no one can afford to mess with them. It's not that he's afraid of the Mob Academy, it's that this is an academy with many legendary stories, and it can't be guessed with common sense.

......

As soon as Han Fei entered the enchantment, the whole person was stunned.

This turned out to be another dimension, just like the Shattered Star One, which was built in a secret realm.

Han Fei saw a garden, flowers emitting all kinds of strange light, competing to bloom, just like those glowing aquatic plants he saw in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

At the foot of the foot, there is a field of land, with trees and woodlands in the distance. As far as the eye can see, there is a large natural open-air vegetable patch, a small curved river, and a hut by the river.

In front of the house, there are several square stone platforms, on which some fish skins are scattered and spread.

In front of one of the stone platforms, a middle-aged man dressed in gray cloth and combed his hair quite neatly, holding a pen in his hand, was writing.

This is completely different from the prison in Han Fei's imagination.

Broken Star Prison, call this a prison? Who built a prison so well?

The man didn't raise his head, but still wrote something earnestly. This made Han Fei not know what to do for a while.

Han Fei pondered: That's a strong man! I can't go up and say hello: "What are you writing? I'll help you grow your eyes?"

If you do that, will people slap you to death?

Han Fei paused for a long time, but saw that the man's eyelids raised slightly, glanced at Han Fei, and said casually: "Build the house by yourself, cut the wood by yourself, and make the dishes in the kitchen." ”

Han Fei: "???"

Han Fei was speechless: Is it so easy-going? He speaks quite gently, without any arrogance, and without the slightest coercion of a strong person.

Han Fei couldn't help but say, "Where is the kitchen?"

The man wrote something again, seemed pleased with his work, and nodded admiringly. Then, he straightened up and looked at a stone platform by the river: "There!"

Han Fei glanced at it, do you call that a kitchen? That is a stone platform...... Wait, what's that up there, the spice box?

Han Fei wanted to ask at that time: "Brother, what year did you pass through, why are you so awesome?"

As Han Fei perceived it, he realized that what kind of ghost seasoning was it? It was all all kinds of dried spirit fruits, and some of them were indeed ground.

Han Fei thought for a moment and said, "Where is my house?"

The man didn't look up, but continued to write: "You can do whatever you want! This place is so big and empty. ”

Han Fei found that his strength was still there. The aura here is also barely strong. In all aspects, I was not suppressed, and I didn't care.

If you let me build a house, then I'll build it, what are you afraid of?

After a while, the laborers ran over quickly, dragging a few big trees. Han Fei casually split the wood into many pieces.

“Duang...... Duang......”

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Han Feizhen set up a tree house.

Halfway through, I listened to the middle-aged man who wrote: "Be impetuous, be meticulous in your work." The house, after all, is used for living, and a few planks are knocked and beaten, and it's over?"

Han Fei's mind moved, and the shrimp stopped every day, and Han Fei couldn't help but say, "Then, build a palace to come out?"

The man smiled faintly: "Raise the bar...... When doing things, we should start from small things, building a house is like cultivating, and the foundation must be solid. The shortcomings in all aspects must be filled. The cultivation and application of combat skills must be tightly integrated and rebuilt. ”

Han Fei's eyelids jumped a few times: Yes, you are a big guy, you are a talker. Can't I take it slowly?

Han Fei hadn't figured out the number of this person's paths yet, and he always felt weird, and he even had to take care of building a house.

Before Han Fei could continue, the man suddenly said, "Contract spirit beasts don't know how to appreciate and have no aesthetics. The wood is all cracked by it, you can do it yourself!"

Han Fei took a breath: "Okay, I'll do it myself." ”

The shrimp was disgusted by others every day, and Han Fei immediately took it back.

Han Feixin said: Won't you just build a house?

Han Fei carried a knife and began to do it himself, combining the length of each plank and each pillar into one, the same size, and casually took out some materials from the refining world, and refined a hammer, a bunch of nails, a planer, and some carving knives.

Han Feixin said: Anyway, there is nothing left and right, I will take a "little bieye" out and scare you to death.

Han Fei cleaned up a lawn of about 100 square meters, first surrounded a small yard, and the sharp wooden fence enclosed the land. There is no wind or waves, no foundation, the ground is directly leveled, and the ground is erected with piles.

One day, Han Fei was building a house, and the man was writing things without interfering with each other.

When Han Fei was halfway through the house, the man said lightly: "Go cook!"

Han Fei: "???"

Before, you wanted to build a house, and now you want me to cook? Are you calling me a servant?

Han Fei sneered, look at me using a good hot pot, scare you to death.

When Han Fei walked to the stone platform by the river, he found that he didn't know when there was an extra seashell.

I only listened to the man: "The materials are inside, pick them yourself, use them yourself." ”

Han Fei picked up the seashell, swept it, and was stunned for a moment: "Fog grass, Jiaolong, golden carp, mixed yuan big mussel, three changes golden ginseng?"

At that time, Han Fei was dumbfounded: this, this is too extravagant, right?

Han Fei secretly took a breath, and quietly took out the long-tailed golden carp trap. This carp is not big, only half a meter in size, and it should be good to make sweet and sour carp.

As a result, when the thing was taken out and looked at, Han Fei was directly stunned.

Name: Eight-tailed Golden Carp (Dead)

【Introduction】A kind of enlightenment fish, visible in the special undersea abyss, has a trace of dragon blood, extremely fast, has the ability to flicker, and the eight-tailed feather can borrow the power of heaven and earth to erupt a strange sword roar, which is impossible to block by non-divine soldiers.

[Level] 62

【Quality】Strange (Mutation)

[Contains aura] 58652 points

【Edible effect】Eating it can improve your perception by 3 times in a short time

[Can be collected] eight-tailed feathers, one inch of gold scales

【Absorbable】

"Goo-toot!"

Han Fei was stunned.

Level 62?

Mutated creatures in the Strange Class?

Can enhance perception by a factor of 3?

Dragon's bloodline? Is this still a carp?

Han Fei took a breath, his mind moved, and he threw out something like a dragon. This thing is more than 20 meters, which is not huge. It's just that Han Fei is not very sure.

After all, I haven't eaten this thing before! I have two horns on my head, so is that a big supplement? Will it be the same as deer antler velvet?

The next moment, in Han Fei's eyes, information emerged.

Name: Lost Dragon Horn

【Introduction】The sea spirit dragon in the deep sea area, with a trace of dragon blood, its strength is extremely large, and the power of 5 waves between the churning and tail can create a dragon illusion.

[Level] 63

【Quality】Strange (Mutation)

[Contains aura] 48652 points

【Edible effect】Long-term consumption can greatly improve the strength of blood, strength, flesh and bones

【Collectible】Dragon's horns, dragon's tendons, dragon's blood, dragon's teeth, dragon's scales, dragon's vein bones, dragon's eyes

【Absorbable】

"Goo-toot!"

Han Fei swallowed his saliva, this special meow is a baby, just use it as a meal?

Han Fei secretly glanced at the middle-aged man who was writing. Who told me that this was a prisoner? This is a special uncle. Can a prisoner eat this? A prisoner is a ball?

Han Fei was stunned. He has always felt that he is already extravagant enough, who knows if there is even more extravagance?

There were a few things left, he didn't dare to look at them, he just felt that these creatures, take them out as ingredients, isn't it fragrant? Why do you want to eat them?

Seeing that Han Fei was still stunned, the man couldn't help urging: "Hurry up, the meal is almost here." ”

"Oh oh oh!"

Han Fei originally wanted to use himself to refine the materials in the heaven and earth. Now that I think about it, it seems a bit embarrassing, so I won't take it out.

It's just that Han Fei has been thinking about it for a long time: I haven't eaten a dragon! What can I do with this thing?

Han Fei sighed slightly: Forget it, let's make sweet and sour carp first!

Thinking of this, Han Fei put the eight-tailed golden carp on the stone platform, and a superb long knife appeared in his hand, after cleaning up the carp, he was ready to remove the fishy tendons on both sides, and then tilted the knife at a 45-degree angle to evenly cut the fish diagonally.

Outcome.

With such a knife, a spark flashed.

Han Fei: "???"

Han Fei swallowed another mouthful of saliva, looked at the best spiritual weapon in his hand, now that he is cooking, is there even a restriction on special kitchenware?

Han Fei looked at the middle-aged man, and seeing that the latter did not react, he immediately gritted his teeth, put away the best long knife, and the Qiankun sword was taken out by him.

"Poof!"

This time, it was finally cut.

It's just that what Han Fei didn't know was that when he took out the Qiankun Sword, the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth slightly hooked up a faint smile.

Han Fei was about to clean it up, so he listened to the middle-aged man: "You can keep the tail and scales by yourself." ”

Han Fei's heart moved: Is it the eight-tailed feather and the one-inch golden scale? These two things, he has been paying attention to them for a long time, and he is still thinking about how to ask for them?

However, looking at the middle-aged man's calm and breezy appearance, Han Feixin said: Maybe people don't care at all.

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