Vol 3 Chapter 461: 5 Mr. Liu’s desire for survival
Mr. Wu Liu has a stiff face.
Did you refuse?
This is the inheritance of the map of the heavenly illusion, and it is the best shortcut to become a magician!
If this sub-picture was placed on the outside world, I don’t know how many people have tried their best, and they have to smash their heads and want to see the whole picture.
But now.
This young man with the same white face even refused to even think about it.
At the same time, it’s a bit of a disappointment, but it’s a sneak peek, and I’m afraid that if I refuse to slow down, I’ll be so badly prepared.
What is the world like, can you let him meet some normal humans with normal thinking?
Mr. Wu Liu was very hurt.
For the first time in hundreds of years, he was so enthusiastic and eager to send the inheritance for the first time, especially why he was rejected by others!
This, let him go where to say?
Yang Fan grinned.
"Since my cousin doesn't want it, just give it to me. I haven't seen what the picture is like before, just take this opportunity to open your eyes."
Yang Fan did not abandon it at all.
It has no value, in short, it is safe, even if it is not used by him, he will always find someone who can use it.
The inheritance of the map of the heavenly fantasy array should be liked by many people.
As for Mr. Wu Liu, there are still other people's minds or conspiracy. Yang Fan is worried at all.
The left and right are just a shadow of the gods, but he is eager to let the old man take the initiative to send it to the door.
In other words, the spiritual will just added more than 6,000 points of spiritual experience, even 10,000 points, it is a little bit pitiful.
It is a pity that the old-fashioned policeman felt too fast and was too suffocating. Now, the spirit of the will is also willing to let it out again. It is very disappointing.
When I heard Yang Fan’s words, Mr. Wu Liu’s eyes shook and euphemism refused: “There is no need for this? Yang Fan’s illusion of illusion has been completed, and he can unite the map. It is really unnecessary. again……"
"I said, just want to see it." Yang Fan chuckled and interrupted Mr. Wu Liu's words, whispered: "Since it is my customs clearance, the old gentleman should not refuse my little request? ”
The more the old man refused, the more curious Yang Fan was.
When I said that it was to be passed on to Wang Zhe’s cousin, this old man was not the same attitude of pushing the three.
But now, when it is his turn to Yang Fan, this cockroach has begun to push and drop, obviously unwilling.
To say that this is not tricky, who can believe?
Is this old man also like the stinking spirit of Wang Zhe’s cousin’s head, which is also a color control, like to take people by appearance?
"This one……"
Mr. Wu Liu is hesitant, but the inheritance of the map is to establish each other's spiritual channels. His illusion is to enter the subject's sea of knowledge to deepen the inheritance of the map.
If it is Wang Zhe’s little white face, Mr. Wu Liu is naturally unscrupulous. A person who only drank less than one-third of the front door’s mental power was just a waste of firewood. The sea of consciousness and the intensity of the soul must be weak and small. He does not pose any threat.
But Yang Fan is not necessarily the same.
This is a monk who can sip a whole cup of big front door. His sea of knowledge has definitely exceeded 30,000 square kilometers. The intensity of the soul and the size of the soul are not accurate.
In the unlikely event that Yang Fan’s soul is stronger than his illusion, he ventures into it, and it’s not that the wolf is in the mouth of the tiger. It’s hard to come out.
For the character of Yang Fan, Mr. Wu Liu did not have a little confidence.
"Oh! How did the old man suddenly have some stomachaches, or just drink more tea, and let me go to the convenience!"
Mr. Wu Liu suddenly glared at his head and wanted to sneak out.
Anyway, he did not dare to easily enter Yang Fan’s sea of knowledge. It’s too dangerous. He hasn’t lived enough yet.
Yang Fan’s mouth is pumping, you are a ghost of the soul, not even an entity, where is the belly, where is the pain?
"Old gentleman, if you have a stomachache, is it more like a stomach?"
Mr. Wu Liu quickly released a hand to put on his stomach, sincerely looked at Yang Fan, and thanked him: "Thank you Xiaoyou reminder, it is really old, my hands and feet can't keep up, I found out that it turned out I don’t just have a stomachache, but my head is beginning to hurt. Oh, it hurts the old man!”
"It's really not good. The old man must go to the convenience. The two little friends please take it easy, and leave!"
Said, Mr. Wu Liu squinted his head in one hand, licking his stomach with one hand, twitching and twitching, and ran out of 10,000 meters in the blink of an eye.
That's right.
It is 10,000 meters away.
Just a few moments at a glance, you can see the simple scenes of the head. At the moment when Mr. Wu Liu began to run, he began to expand infinitely.
Beyond the pavilion, the jungle of the mountains and rivers looks at the sky and looks out of the margins.
Mr. Wu Liu’s figure jumped out of the pavilion and plunged directly into the grove next to him. When it appeared again, it was already above the foothills of Wanli.
"Being a guilty conscience, this old man, there is a conspiracy!"
Wang Zhe looked at Mr. Wu Liu’s escape speed with a sigh of relief and sighed softly.
Stomach pain can run so fast, cheating ghosts?
"Yeah, it is definitely not good." Yang Fan nodded and agreed: "This bad old man is to see that our brothers are bullying, and they are always arrogant."
What kind of map is definitely not a real customs clearance reward.
The old man of this black heart, the designation is to give down their benefits.
"However, if I am there, he can't run!" Yang Fan smiled softly and whispered: "Cousin and look, how can I bring him back again!"
Wang Zhe was scared and quickly stopped to stop: "Don't! Cousin, you have to figure out, although the old man is not like a good person, but he is a king after all, just the will of the will. Not kidding!"
"Since he is a guilty conscience, he has sneaked away, let's not continue to make fun of him."
Just now, just let Wang Zhe's careful liver give a good stimulation. Xuan did not jump out, and then gave people back. If the old man was angry and angry, really want to fight with them and die, what should I do?
Can't shoot!
The chances are big, the benefits are much more, and there is no such thing as the cousin of their cousins.
"The cousin is relieved, I have a sense of proportion." Yang Fan voted for Wang Zhe's eyes that he was a little bit stunned. "That guy is just a shadow of a king-level strongman who stayed here. The pressure is nothing but a fox and a tiger. It can't last long, and it doesn't pose a threat to us."
Saying, Yang Fan waved his hand and the surrounding environment changed.
The vast mountains and dense forests, the open sky and the gentle and sleek light wind and sun, all collapsed at this moment and disappeared.
Everything seems to have returned to the original point.
Gazebo, rockery, stone table, teapot, ancient pine, clear spring.
Still the antique mountain trail, still Yang Fang, Wang Zhe and Mr. Wu Liu are opposite each other.
Mr. Wu Liu’s face is arrogant.
I looked at Yang Fan with a sneak peek and smiled. "Look at it. I said that Yang Fan’s accomplishments in the illusion have been with the old man. It’s really amazing.”
If Yang Fan was worse than him before, now, Mr. Wu Liu has clearly felt that the gap between Yang Fan and him is rapidly decreasing. Now, it is not lost, but only a trace. .
Mr. Wu Liu even suspected that if Yang Fan was given some time, Yang Fan’s fantasy level would even surpass him and ride on the neck of his old predecessor.
"Sure enough, it’s a genius, it’s really not convinced!"
Mr. Wu Liu rushed Yang Fan's thumb and praised it with enthusiasm. As if he had already accepted his life, he would never mention anything like a neck and a stomachache.
"In this case, Yang Fan's friends will not need the old man's image to inherit. The specific rules and regulations will limit your genius thinking, and the old man can not be a stumbling block in your way."
"Now preaching to you, it is not helping you, it is to add to you, is killing you! The old man's life is high and clean, absolutely will not do such awkward! Today you are killing the old man, the old man is absolutely Will not pass on the map to you again!"
Mr. Wu Liu put on a state of great justice, and a veteran is thinking about it for you.
In short.
It is not to be willing to enter Yang Fan’s sea of knowledge, and he is unwilling to award the image to Yang Fan.
“Is that true?” Yang Fan grinned. “Are you not willing to pass me a picture, or dare not enter my soul to know the sea?”
The minimum requirement for drinking a cup of nine-grade spirit tea, but the sea space is 30,000 kilometers. Yang Fan believes that as the owner of the nine-level spirit tea, Mr. Wu Liu should be more aware that he just smothered a whole cup of big front door. What is it.
Therefore, it is not difficult to guess naturally why the old gentleman would be willing to choose Wang Zhe, who has a poor spiritual talent, and he is not willing to give the image to Yang Fan.
"Why did you choose Wang Zhe's cousin as the inheritance object, I am afraid it is not a good idea?"
Yang Fan blinked and looked at Mr. Wu Liu: "Wang Zhe's cousin's spiritual talent is limited~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The sea of knowledge is not wide, and the source of the soul is relatively weak. Whether it is swallowing control or parasitic, it will be convenient. Much more, isn't it?"
Mr. Wu Liu’s look changed, and his face was unsatisfactory and said: “Yang Fan’s little friend, there is nothing to be said, you can’t ruin the innocence of the old man!”
"Mr. Wu Liu, who has acted in a lifetime, has never been bothered to do the things of the fly camp **** and the traitor!"
"What devour control, what parasitic wins, not to mention that the old man does not understand, even if you really know something, you absolutely do not bother to do it!"
Being upright and arrogant!
It seems that it really shines a lot.
"Is it?" Yang Fan said: "If this is the case, then ask the old gentleman to know what is going on in the sea of the younger generation?"
Said, Yang Fan thought of a move, two spiritual chains with a light golden light flying directly from the forehead, could not help but say, directly entangled the shadow of Mr. Wu Liu's soul, between the electric light and flint, drag him into his own sea of knowledge In the space.