Chapter 41 Treasure 5

This sleep seems to have traveled through thousands of years, like a dream and reality.

The astringent feeling in the mouth, "Bah!" Ye Fei opened his eyes and spit out the sandstone in his mouth.

The solid ground made the fat man a little unbelievable. He lay on the ground and looked around: "I'm not dead?"

The head is still a little bloated in a daze.

"Hss! Ah..." The fat man tried to get up and look real, but there was a heartbreaking soreness. Under the involvement, the muscles of his whole body were driven by **.

The bitch fell into a coma again.

I don't know how long it took for the fat man to open his eyes again. This time, he woke up hungry...

He grunted and his stomach was screaming, which made the fat man wake up from his dream. In his dream, he seemed to see himself living an extremely "sexy" life for the rest of his life after the disaster.

The fat man opened his eyes with an unsatisfied face, and the fragments of refined rock steel in front of him made his brain short-circuit in an instant. The pain all over the body proved everything. After careful consideration for a long time, he muttered in disbelieably, "I'm really not dead?"

He struggled to sit up, which made him grin for a while.

The current changes made the fat man a little flustered.

What...what...what's going on?" Ye Fei stammered that all this in front of him was beyond his imagination. He only remembered that he had been attacked by an inexplicable energy attack before fainting. Why did everything change after waking up? If it weren't for the reminders of those bookshelves, the fat man would even doubt whether he had crossed again.

The interior of the hall became messy, and the ground was full of traces of explosion. The originally gorgeous hall seemed to have been baptized by gunfire. There was a deep pit and a big hole there.

The bookshelf fell to the ground. Looking at the traces, it was obviously greatly impacted, and all the books inside disappeared, leaving only a pair of burned ash on the ground.

What about the sequence array? The fat man looked at it, and all the magic arrays seemed to disappear out of thin air and could no longer find a trace. Only some symbols deep on the ground seemed to prove their existence.

Although his body was a little painful, he still barely stood up and swept around. He couldn't imagine that this was the previous extremely gorgeous hall.

The fat man suddenly felt that his vision was not right, but he couldn't say it, because there was a hazy feeling in front of him. He looked all over his body and found nothing abnormal.

meditated on the mind, the spirit of war in Kowloon traveled all over his body, and the familiar feeling came again. Hu... The fat man breathed a sigh of relief. Although the spirit of war was exhausted, he believed that it would not take long to recover.

When he came to his senses, the fat man looked at the ground in amazed, was secretly shocked, and swallowed his saliva suddenly. The refined steel fragments scattered all over the ground. The biggest one was the size of a fist. What kind of power can cause such powerful damage? He really remembered that he tried his best to barely make an inch deep crack.

By the way, what about the box? The fat man reacted in an instant. After searching carefully, he finally found traces of the box in a pair of pieces on the ground.

The box was a little deformed. It came to the front and leaned around its neck. The box had been completely opened, and the contents were at a glance.

A white hollow lace glove lies quietly on top of a book, emitting a faint light on both things at the same time.

The fat man almost took a breath... Except for these two things, there was nothing in it.

The gloves are only one of the left hand, and they are still women's. They look very beautiful and light. I don't know what the material is.

The fat man tried to put it on, but he was stuck in the joint before all five fingers were stuffed in.

The book is also written in unknown words, which is slightly thick. The difference is that this book is handwritten, and the paper material is different from the books placed on the previous bookshelf, which still shines faintly. It turned a few pages and was thrown aside.

Sitting on the ground, he unwillingly poured the box clean and stared at the chicken-fighting eyes for a long time but couldn't find a hair.

Wow... The fat man's tears flowed.

"What's the matter? I almost died for these two rags? Whoo-hoo..."

The two things I have worked so hard to get can't be used, with a look of grievance.

After a long time, Ye Fei recovered from his loss and spit on the ground with hatred.

Being regarded as a precious tribute in this hall is enough to explain the value of this book. Whether it is the box used to hold the book or everything you have experienced before, you can prove this.

The problem is that it's useless if you don't understand it!

Speaking of gloves, the fat man believes that this glove has a special meaning for the owner of the box, otherwise it will not be put here. However, it looks like a love token given by a girl to her lover.

"Damn it!" The fat man cursed and casually received the book in the space ring. After going back, he looked for more information and might find some clues about this history.

After thinking about it, I put the box away again. The explosive traces everywhere destroyed most of the decorations in the hall. Only this box was slightly deformed, and I could guess the extraordinary things with the second. Maybe it could be used at any time. No matter how bad it was, it would be enough to bring back to the Wuhuang Dynasty, which was enough for those old guys to study for a period of time. .

The fat man took some of the unknown materials on the ground again. The explosion just saved him a lot of energy. He had a happy fantasy and brought back the "Outstanding Contribution Award" to the Wuhuang Dynasty.

What the space ring can hold is also limited, and the fat man plans to use the rest of the place with refined rock steel.

"15 million...hiccup!" The bitch almost fainted again.

Gulu...

He has been busy for a long time, and the fat man is sweating profusely and can't afford to protest. Now he is in a dilemma...

Rusker's treasure was ruthlessly thrown aside by the fat man, and the dark uniform was thrown out by him, with miscellaneous herbs, medicine bottles... piled up all over the ground.

In addition to the pile of women's underwear that occupies half of the country, the rest of the space has been filled with dense materials, and the rock steel fragments occupy most of it.

The palms and backs of hands are full of meat, and it hurts no matter how you throw them away.

"What a happy annoyance, hey..." The bitch sighed with self-pity.

If the communication crystal had not been too small, it would not have lost its place on the ground now.

I took out the women's underwear one by one, and there was a trace of unwillingness in the look of reluctance. My eyes were full of pear blossoms, and I couldn't help sucking the fragrance on the tip of my nose, although there was no more...

"Goodbye, baby..." The fat man said with tears in his voice.

Every extra piece on the ground seems to be able to tear off a piece of fat on the body, and there is a trembling all over the body.

The fat man had tears in his eyes. In order to take away all the valuable things, he even lost 67 pieces of Qilan's underwear. Now in the space ring, there are only three sets of women's underwear "Qilan", "Silk Twilight" and "Silk Rain".

Before leaving, the fat man put the white glove into his arms and thought to himself, "With such a beautiful glove, it won't be a loss to change Samina's underwear!"

Walking out of the passage, there was a feeling like a different world. Looking at it, the torches around the camp had been extinguished and dark.

The bodies of Ci Xiu and others on the ground have begun to rot, emitting stench...

Wait!

The fat man finally understood what was wrong.

is the light source...

There is no light source around. Why can you still see it? And how can it be so real?

The fat man can even see the meat maggots on Cixiu's broken arm...

At that moment, he had a chill, and a cold sweat slid down his ear. The creepy feeling made his scalp numb.

"I know something is wrong with TMD!"

You don't need to think that there is something wrong with the fighting spirit of Kowloon. Generally speaking, martial artists usually get the ability of "night vision" after stepping into level 8. No matter what kind of war spirit they cultivate, they will only get this ability after level 8. Once they enter the level 9, this ability will become an instinct, even if they are closed. With your eyes, you can clearly "see" everything in the outside world without fighting spirit.

Strictly speaking, this "night vision" ability is more similar to the sound wave positioning of bats, and the vibration frequencies produced by things of different textures are also different. It is not a secret that every warrior knows that they contact the outside world by releasing the war spirit and then passing back the vibration range. Knowledge.

However, everything has happened so strangely now...

Even if he closes his eyes, the fat man can clearly "see" everything. Ye Fei has absolutely not released his fighting spirit now, but except for the ability of "night vision", he can't explain all this in front of him.

At present, he didn't care about the smell of the body. He plunged his head to the ground and quietly started the fighting spirit of Kowloon.

The biggest difference between Kowloon's war spirit and all the war spirit in the world is that it has 12 layers of mental methods, while all the war spirit in the world is only 10 layers of mental methods, one level corresponds to the first level. There may not be any difference before level 10. Once it can break through to the level 11 realm, it is the difference between heaven and earth. I have no doubt about it.

The aura of Canglang Continent is more than four times that of the previous life. Moreover, from the first step of entering the world, the fat man has never stopped practicing Jiulong's war spirit, which is also the fundamental reason why Ye Fei can have six-level strength at a young age. Now, Jiulong's war spirit has appeared such a strange appearance. How can the elephant not make him anxious?

Calm down, meditate on the formula of the mind, and swim in the body again. Every inch of skin is silently driven by the spirit of war. The spirit of war slowly walks through the whole body, does not let go of every meridians, does not miss every cell, and does not miss every inch of bone.

Until...

When the spirit of war gathered above his head, Ye Fei finally found some clues in the middle of his eyebrows.

" hiss!" The fat man opened his eyes in horror and couldn't help taking a cold breath.

The familiar feeling came again. It was the energy that devoured everything in the sequence array, and the destructive energy when opening the box. Now...

It is hiding in its own head.

"Your uncle!"