Ni Xiaoqing put this piece of mutilated ancient jade into a box.

Then solemnly handed it out to Ye Xiaofan, and said with a smile: "Xiaofan, send you?" It's kind of the reward for taking me to play these days. ”

Ye Xiaofan immediately looked at her strangely, "You might as well give me a watch of the same price." than this holds its value. ”

"Huh? I thought you'd love the weird stuff.

I think it's definitely to your appetite. ”

Ni Xiaoqing was immediately distressed, "Is it so bad?" I think it's quite strange, in so much rags, I fell in love with it at a glance. ”

turned to pity and said: "You don't want it, then I lost it?" ”

"Are you threatening me?" Ye Xiaofan stretched out his hand and weighed the box, "It's better to send the money directly next time." ”

"Okay." Ni Xiaoqing nodded obediently.

Ye Xiaofan muttered that with this little rich woman, there is no need to work hard.

I put things away casually, and I was disgusted.

But if a friend gave it to him, he will naturally collect it well.

"Let's go back to the hotel."

Ye Xiaofan also wanted to go back and study the Meng family's treasure.

"Not going to eat?" Ni Xiaoqing tilted her head, "I also deliberately showed Qingfeng and the others the famous snacks nearby." ”

"Go and go back."

Ye Xiaofan waved his hand.

Ni Xiaoqing complained and muttered for a while.

made Xiao Qingfeng on the side envious, and anyone with a discerning eye could see how good the relationship between Ni Xiaoqing and Ye Xiaofan was, similar to brother and sister.

With such a big guy covered, you can go sideways at home and abroad.

Huangfu Song was a cultivator, so he decisively followed back to the hotel.

He Fang originally wanted to follow Ye Xiaofan, but he asked her to follow Ni Xiaoqing on the grounds of protecting Ni Xiaoqing.

Return to the hotel.

Ye Xiaofan casually put the box on the table.

The attention was all on the Meng family's peculiar trick.

As early as the trade fair, the spiritual sense wrapped the tips, and I knew how to crack the mysteries of the tips.

A drop of essence blood gathered in his body, dripped from his fingertips, and landed on the brocade bag called Komibukuro.

The quaint and broken bag has no movement.

Just when Ye Xiaofan frowned, wondering where the procedure was wrong.

There is an almost imperceptible glimmer and aura of light and breath in the lines.

The breath is desolate and far away, and the heavy breath of the years lingers.

Ye Xiaofan established a subtle connection with Xiao Yubao, just like the recognition of the Jade Xiao Sword.

They are connected by heart and blood.

The strap opens automatically.

The fist-sized bag, the space inside is not big to the naked eye.

Only when Ye Xiaofan's spiritual sense touched it, he knew that the space inside was much larger than it actually was.

The area of about 10 cubic meters, the size of a small toilet, is compressed into such a small bag.

"Storage bag......" Ye Xiaofan muttered to himself, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Only now was he thoroughly sure what this thing was for.

You can collect things as you like.

Before recognizing the Lord, ordinary people can open the bag, but all they see is the outer space.

Their blood can't resonate with the little royal bag, so naturally it can't be refined. i

The real storage space can only be opened after the confession of the Lord and the spiritual invocation.

He reached in and saw the real space of the storage bag.

Hazy, the whole space, as if shrouded in white mist.

Ye Xiaofan was a little regretful, he didn't find any relics of the ancestors of the Meng family.

I still think that there is such a treasure, and there will inevitably be some treasures left by the original owner.

According to some of the legends and stories that Meng Qingbao said, Meng Gong was able to move mountains and seas, send clouds and rain, and benefit the old gods of one side.

Because of his great contribution to the local people, he will be built as a temple statue and offer incense.

Now, it seems, not really.

If it is really that powerful, it will naturally leave some treasures for future generations.

And the storage bag has a strange space, even a piece of bread can greatly extend the spoilage time.

Not to leave nothing.

Either in the process of passing on the Meng family from generation to generation, someone takes out something, and its strength must be equivalent to the great master's cultivation of the real person.

If this can be done, there is no need to leave a separate storage bag, and it is impossible for future generations not to know its wonderful use.

Either the ancestors of the Meng family have already taken out the contents of the storage bag and left them for future generations.

It's just that in the process of generational transmission, the descendants are incompetent, the learning is not proficient, and there are differences, such as because of disputes and strife, there is a fault in the family inheritance, and the person in the know dies.

Things are lost or sold, and only such an inconspicuous bag remains.

Ye Xiaofan decided to go to Meng's house another day to get to know one or two.

Because he had a hint of luck in his heart, maybe the ancestors of the Meng family kept the rest of the things secretly in other places, and even those descendants did not know, although the possibility was very small.

Ye Xiaofan attracted spiritual consciousness and communicated with Xiao Yubao.

The space in front of him rippled and distorted, as if a strange force had wrapped around the backpack beside the bed.

The backpack floated up, and the space where it was located seemed to turn into a wisp of smoke and enter the small imperial bag.

At this time, the scene was strange, and even Ye Xiaofan was amazed.

A number of ordinary objects were stored in a row, put in and out, and studied several times in a row.

The loss of his spiritual consciousness is almost negligible.

And this kind of ability, to him, is even more wonderful than the incomparable power of the Jade Sky Sword.

"It's a pity, it would be better if we could store living things."

Ye Xiaofan glanced at the iron cage on the table, which was placed alone, and inside was a small shrimp.

This guy is peaceful, like a stone.

Just through the window, it stayed in the dark, occasionally secretly opened its eyes, glanced at Ye Xiaofan, and then shrank back.

Compared to the same high IQ of the little black bear, the fangs of them.

The Mutant Shrimp King has a terrible patience.

If the little black bears were to let them stay in peace, I am afraid that they would have been impatient a long time ago.

"It seems, it wasn't just peeking at me."

Ye Xiaofan frowned slightly.

As early as when he was studying the small royal bag, he felt a burst of peeping eyes.

Originally, I took it for granted that it was a small shrimp.

Because in addition to Ye Xiaofan, the room is a living thing.

Now that he thinks about it carefully, he can be sure that it is not a small shrimp.

But that fleeting peep has long since disappeared.

Ye Xiaofan wanted to find it, but it was too late.

"Seems to have malicious intent towards me."

Ye Xiaofan muttered.

Xiao Xiami has been honest for a long time, and now he doesn't dare to show any murderous intentions towards him.

It is impossible to show such a malicious look.

Footsteps were heard outside the door.

Ni Xiaoqing and her group are back.

This girl also intimately brought Ye Xiaofan a supper, and then occupied the second bedroom.

She was not wary of Ye Xiaofan at all.

He Fang and Huangfu Song saw that Ye Xiaofan was free, and they came to ask about some problems encountered in cultivation.

Ye Xiaofan also ignored the peeping at the unknown source, hiding his head and showing his tail, it was impossible for him to be a powerful person.

……

Meng's villa.

"Dao Chang and Shen Jian, they were arrested?"

The news reached Shen Jiao very late.

Originally, she took it for granted that if the Daoist didn't come back with someone, then she must still be arresting Meng Qingbao.

"Linglong Pavilion has the courage to catch the people of Dragon Tiger Mountain!" Shen Jiao was immediately furious.

"Mr. Shen, Wei Xianfeng, they are here." The butler hurried in to report.

"Wei Xianfeng? What is this old man doing? Shen Jiao's face was displeased, and she couldn't look down on the connections of the dead ghost husband.