88-encounter the purple-haired sweeping uncle

"I'm sorry to bother you! Excuse me, is this the Blanc Palace? Mo Fan asked again in a low voice, but the two gatekeepers ignored him as usual, just like a deaf man, and could not hear anything anyone said.

Seeing that the gatekeeper is not a bird of himself, Mo Fan will naturally not continue to take the initiative to speak without fun, but imitated the two purple-haired men, tilting his head, curling his arms, leaning against the thick wall, closing his eyes and taking a nap, thinking to himself, "Isn't it better than patience! I'm very good! Let's see who consumes whom!"

After about half an hour, the purple-haired doorman leaning on the right finally moved slightly and touched Mo Fan beside him. It was not until then that he realized that there was another person beside him.

So the thin, two-meter-long purple-haired gatekeeper subconsciously turned around and saw Mo Fan, dressed in an oily denim jacket and exposed jeans, medium-sized, beggar-like.

At this time, the big purple-haired gatekeeper suddenly became unhappy and roared at Mo Fan rudely: "Where did you come from a beggar? You unexpectedly ran here to grab the territory with me! Looking for death, right?"

"I didn't want to compete with you, okay! I don't want to die either! I just want to know if this is the Royal Palace of Brown!" Mo Fan said without changing his face, but he thought in his heart, "You finally opened your mouth. I thought you were dumb!"

Without waiting for the big man to speak, the purple-haired gatekeeper leaning on the left side of the gate also said in time: "A guy who doesn't even know Blanc Palace has the nerve to come here to ask?"

"A beggar actually wants to grab the territory with me. It won't be over if I don't kill you today!" The big gatekeeper said angrily, then waved his fists and decisively waved to Mo Fan's neck, with a tyrannical smell of killing him.

"Hmm! What a big tone!" As soon as the big man took action, Mo Fan suddenly became angry, and the breath of death on his body suddenly turned up and greeted him. Damn it! If the tiger doesn't be powerful, it's easy to bully me if I'm a sick cat!

Just as the two fists met, the purple-haired gatekeeper on the left who was stretching his waist suddenly moved, just a relaxed wave of his hand and easily separated the two guys who were ready to fight for life and death, and no one was convinced.

In an instant, Mo Fan was pushed away by a mysterious force. At this time, he noticed that the purple-haired goalkeeper on the left did not take action.

Who knows, it doesn't matter if Mo Fan doesn't look at it. He was really shocked at first sight! The purple-haired gatekeeper on the left is obviously the purple-haired uncle who swept the road in the outer city! What's the situation? Isn't he a road sweep? Why did you come here to see the gate of the palace again?

At the moment when Mo Fan was stunned, the purple-haired uncle who had swept the outside the city of the waves also found him.

The purple-haired sweeping uncle just felt that Mo Fan seemed to be a little familiar and didn't care too much. Then he turned his head and said to the big man who took the lead in doing it, "Don't be excited first! I think it's better for us to ask first! This guy who doesn't even know the Blanc Palace must be an outsider.

"What's wrong with foreigners? I called this outsider today! If you don't kill him, it won't be over! Brother Matt, you don't have to persuade me. Bobby said unwillingly, but did not do it. Obviously, the eldest brother he called Matt spoke with more prestige.

Matt, the purple-haired sweeping uncle in Mo Fan's eyes, looked at Bobby very speechlessly and said, "You are always so impetuous. How many outsiders have you killed in the past four years?"

"One, two, three..." Bobby counted with his fingers for a long time, and finally couldn't remember it. He simply waved his hand and said depressedly, "Oh! What a brain! It's countless! Brother Matt, how many have I killed? Why don't you tell me?"

"You killed a total of 305 foreign households, including 187 of the third-order cultivation, 113 of the strongest cultivation, and one at the peak of the strongest!"

Matt looked at Bobby with a headache. Obviously, this militant caused him a lot of trouble. Yes, anyone with such a grumpy and lethal teammate will have a headache.

"I'll wipe it! Why is it so little!" Bobby shrugged his head and said, "It's really shameful that it's not as good as Brother Matt's record! It seems that I have to redouble my efforts in the future!"

The talker has no intention, and the listener has a heart. The dialogue between Matt and Bobby penetrated into Mo Fan's ears word by word, and immediately shocked the guy who was complacent because he had just stepped into the top level!

The record! What people said is a record, not a simple stand-alone version of crazy killing monsters! Compared with the two, Mo Fan found that he was simply a scum! Do you have it?

They have slaughtered hundreds of top masters, but they are still not satisfied and have to catch up! Yes! Do you have it?

But because I just destroyed a group of Holy Knights of the Holy See who can't achieve the third-order cultivation, I am complacent here, thinking that God is the boss and my second! How big is the gap between them?

Thinking of this, Mo Fan suddenly looked like a wither cucumber, shrugged his head and stood there motionlessly, scolding in his heart: "I'm really a fool! Unexpectedly, everything will be empty because of a simple victory. If you really encounter an iron plate that day, you don't know how to die! It's time to reflect!"

Mo Fan's strange performance, purple-haired uncle Matt didn't care, but Bobby's last words made him feel very worried, so he quickly waved and said, "Don't! Don't! Bobby, if you continue to do this, I don't think there will be any more outsiders who dare to step into our King of Brown City!"

"Why?" Bobby's brain was obviously not working well. He stared at Matt with a pair of big copper bell-like eyes and said puzzledly, "What does it matter for me to kill those outsiders? Anyway, we won't lose the strength of our Kingdom of Brown!"

"Have you forgotten our task?" Matt had to say briefly and bluntly, "Our task is to contact a special outsider. If you accidentally kill us that day, the task entrusted to us by the king will be ruined!" Can you bear the responsibility then?"

"But we have been waiting in King Brown City for more than four and a half years! That special mission goal has never appeared!" Bobby remembers this time very well. After all, he has been thinking about the days since he followed Matt out of the Terra Canyon trial field.

"For good that guy hasn't appeared, if he is really accidentally killed by you! I'm really going to be killed by you!" Matt shook his head helplessly, and didn't bother to pay attention to his simple mind, but the force value was almost perverted Bobby, and turned his head to look at Mofan, who was shrugging his head aside.

It was not until Matt saw Mo Fan's unique, oily and exposed denim suit that Matt suddenly remembered that he had seen people dressed like this before.

"Who are you, boy?" Because he couldn't remember for a moment, Matt didn't bother to think about it and asked bluntly, "Did we meet there?"

It was not until Matt opened his mouth that Mo Fan woke up from self-reproach. He looked at the purple-haired uncle who had kindly reminded him in the past and said weakly, "We met outside the royal city a few days ago!"

"Tight be specific! I don't have a good memory when I'm old!" Matt rubbed his forehead tiredly, glanced at Bobby, and said harshly, "This is all tortured by some simple-minded guy. The brain cells are too seriously damaged."

"At that time, you were dragging a broom to sweep the leaves on the roadside, and I was the one who had been searching for your cultivation behind your back!" Mo Fan laughed and said, "Now it seems that it was really ridiculous at the beginning!"

"Oh! I remember that!" Matt looked at Mo Fan playfully and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a few days. I've entered the strongest level. You are a little capable!"

"Don't dare, dare!" Mo Fan shook his head quickly and said to himself, "Compared with your old monster, I'm still far behind!"

"Yes! What are you doing here?" Matt glanced at Mo Fan and went straight to the point and said, "Isn't it just about finding a place to sleep and beating a guy who doesn't like it!"

"No, you misunderstood!" Mo Fan waved his hand and said, "I'm here to find someone!"

"Looking for someone? Tell me about it!" Matt suddenly became interested and looked at Mo Fan with some fun, thinking that this unknown guy should not be the target of the mission! If so, it would be interesting!

"I want to find King Brown's swordsman Ansair!" Mo Fan told the truth and didn't hide it at all.

Because Mo Fan can feel that the purple-haired sweeping uncle in front of him is not hostile to him at all. Otherwise, he would have died under Bobby's hands long ago, and there would have been no chance to talk nonsense here!

Matt can almost confirm Mo Fan's identity, and he is even more ecstatic. After four and a half years, he has waited for this special outsider! It's really not easy! Now I can finally go back to work!

"Tera Canyon, I, Matt, will be back soon!" Although he was extremely excited, Matt didn't have any emotion on his face and asked Mo Fan calmly, "What are you looking for the king for?"

"My brother was taken away by him four and a half years ago, and I don't know how he is doing now!" Mo Fan said with some frustration that it was obvious that Andre was quietly taken away by Ansiel, which is still the pain in his heart.

"Andre?"

"Yes! Yes, it's him! How do you know his name? Mo Fan suddenly raised his head, looked at Matt in surprise, and said with an unbelievable face, "Do you know where he is? How is he doing now?

"Andre is very good! It's just that life may be hard!" Ma nodded and said unhappyly, "You know, that guy is my biggest creditor now!" Naturally, I can't let him have a good life!"

"The creditor?" Mo Fan looked at Matt doubtfully and suddenly realized, "You won't be cheated by his simple side!"

"This will not be clear for a while!" Matt shook his head, and his face suddenly became serious. He stared at Mo Fan's eyes seriously: "Take out the voucher first and let me have a look!"

"What certificate?" Mo Fan is very stalled

"It's the raft left by the king!" Matt said seriously, "This is the only key you can get to enter the Terra Canyon trial ground!"

"I see!" Mo Fan looked through the space ring for a long time and finally took out the small piece of wood cut by a special method: "Is this it?"

"Borby, the target of the mission has been received, and we must go back immediately! I can't stay here for a day!"

Matt said, and the thin arm began to shake left and right in the air, and soon a looming door-shaped water wave appeared in the air. Bobby, who had been impatient for a long time, rushed in first.

"If you want to see Andre, come in with us! Do you have the courage?" Before Matt finished his words, Mo Fan resolutely rushed in.