Chapter Forty-Eight: The Feather of Shadow (Part II)

"What a strong spirituality!" Feeling Ying Dun's movements, Qin Fan couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, it seemed that Ying Dun could understand people's words, isn't this a manifestation of a spirit weapon? Although there were a lot of doubts in his heart, he had already decided in Qin Fan's heart that Ying Dun was what he was looking for, as for the function and function, but he could go out and ask the White Tiger God King.

Secretly made up his mind, Qin Fan also decided not to stay any longer, the right one for himself has already been obtained, and it is useless to stay longer, put the white jade sword and the broken ancient mirror back in their original places, but when he took the oil-paper umbrella, Qin Fan hesitated.

"Forget it, it's not much more!" In the end, Qin Fan took the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, although he didn't find any function, but it seemed that a voice in the dark was telling him that this thing would be useful.

"Don't take it for nothing, don't take it!" muttering in his mouth, Qin Fan no longer stayed, his feet flashed, his figure was already close to the white jade gate, he reached out and touched it lightly, a white light flashed, and the second treasure house regained its silence, only the colored light was still the same.

"Junior Brother Qin, you're out. Just the moment Qin Fan appeared, the White Tiger God King's eyes widened and he said urgently.

"It's been a long time for the God-King. Qin Fan arched his hands, and his face couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, as the White Tiger God King, he was waiting for him here, I am afraid that few people really believe it.

The White Tiger God King waved his hand and said, "Hmm, it's okay, just come out!" In his heart, he secretly said: "You little ancestor, don't destroy a large part of my treasure and magic weapon!"

In fact, it is no wonder that the White Tiger God King was anxious, in the treasure house where the spirit weapon was collected, Qin Fan stayed for half an hour, and then destroyed a medium-grade spirit weapon, and in the second treasure house, he stayed for three hours, during which the White Tiger God King was a little anxious.

"By the way, what does Junior Brother Qin have gained?" Speaking of business, the White Tiger God King no longer thought about trivial matters, and looked at Qin Fan with his eyes.

Qin Fan bowed to the White Tiger God King, and then said, "The juniors have indeed gained something. At that moment, he pulled his hands, and the cloak on his back turned into a square cloth bag and appeared in his hand, with a shadow in his left hand, an oil-paper umbrella in his right hand, and his eyes looked at the White Tiger God King.

"This ...... This is...... Shadow Escape!" The White Tiger God King looked at Qin Fan in shock, to be precise, it was the Shadow Escape in Qin Fan's left hand. Both hands trembled slightly. There was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"God King, is there anything wrong?" Qin Fan couldn't help but wonder a little, could it be that there was any origin of this thing? But would the cloak placed underneath have an amazing origin?

"Alas, fate, time, fate!" sighed three times in a row, and the White Tiger God King had just returned to his normal color, but the vicissitudes between his eyebrows were heavier, and he looked at Qin Fan and said, "Little Brother Qin is really a person who is destined!"

"Destined people?" Qin Fan was stunned for a moment, but secretly said in his heart: "What does this have to do with fate?" It was not the first time that he had heard the White Tiger God King mention the Son of Destiny, and Qin Fan had already had immunity in his heart.

"Yes, it's fate!" The White Tiger God King looked at Qin Fan solemnly, and said preciously: "The Shadow Escape Feather is a relic left by the last ancestor of my demon clan, you said that if it wasn't for fate, how would you get it." ”

"If it's such an important thing, why ...... it? Qin Fan didn't continue, but the look of doubt in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"Uh!" The White Tiger God King was stunned, a flush flashed on his face, and he said with some embarrassment: "Junior Brother Qin doesn't know something, the Shadow Feather of the Ancestor has been declared far away, but since the Ancestor has been seated, his only relic, whether you are a master of martial arts, or a witty person, no one can open it, and it can only exist in the form of Junior Brother Qin's hands." ”

The White Tiger God King paused slightly, and then continued: "And looking at Junior Brother Qin, he can use it freely, this is really fate!" Yan Yan looked at Qin Fan with emotion.

"Hmm!" Qin Fan touched his nose a little depressedly, according to this, he is really a person who is destined, and this thing turned out to be the relic of the last ancestor of the demon clan, this head is big enough, at the moment, his left hand held the shadow of the feather, and said with a stern expression: "God King, since this thing is so important, but the younger generation is presumptuous, and I ask the God King to take it back." ”

"Junior Brother Qin misunderstood. A flash of emotion flashed in the eyes of the White Tiger God King, and he said: "Although this king doesn't understand why Junior Brother Qin can use it freely, since it is Ying Dun's own choice, I naturally will not have any objections, and besides, I also said it before, I just hope that Junior Brother Qin can treat it well." At the end, there was a sad look in the eyes of the White Tiger God King.

The Demon Clan of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land has a long heritage, and the oldest ancestor also passed away tens of thousands of years ago, and the last relic left behind by it may be useless to others, but it has supreme significance among the demon clan.

"The God King can rest assured, the younger generation will definitely cherish it. Qin Fan's face was solemn and he said solemnly.

"Okay! In the hands of Junior Brother Qin, I am naturally relieved, I believe that Junior Brother Qin will not let it be buried. Looking at Qin Fan meaningfully, the White Tiger God King at this time returned to his previous calmness.

Suddenly catching a glimpse of the oil-paper umbrella in Qin Fan's right hand, the White Tiger God King couldn't help but ask in surprise, "What is this?"

"Eh!" Qin Fan's hand shook, the Shadow Feather returned to his body, picked up the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, looked at the White Tiger God King and said in surprise: "God King, don't you know?"

The White Tiger God King's face turned red, and he said with some sneering: "There are thousands of years of accumulation stored in the treasure house, but some of them I have forgotten, this one in the hands of Junior Brother Qin...... Umbrella, I'm really not impressed. ”

Looking at the oil-paper umbrella in Qin Fan's hand, the White Tiger God King couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, this thing had no aura and no spirituality, how could it run into the treasure house, could it be that the third child with a big nerve put it in? Thinking about it left and right, the White Tiger God King could only come to such a conclusion that was not a conclusion.

Listening to the words of the White Tiger God King, Qin Fan was also a little speechless, but thinking about the cultivation of the White Tiger God King, the magic weapon in this second treasure house had long been useless, and it was understandable not to know.

Qin Fan picked up the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, looked left and right, and said to the White Tiger God King with a half-sound: "I didn't find this umbrella any use, I just looked special at the time, so I brought it out." ”

"Well, since Junior Brother Qin is interested, you can go back and study it slowly, now it's better to go out with me!" The White Tiger God King nodded casually, in his induction, this umbrella was very ordinary, but he didn't care much, anyway, with the Shadow Escape Feather, the purpose of arming Qin Fan was finally achieved.

"It's okay!" Qin Fan nodded and took the oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

With a wave of his hand, the White Tiger God King flashed with a white light like a match, and the figures of the two had disappeared in place.