52 years of soul-chasing flag

Lin Fan fell silently, as if he was really fascinated by the eclipse in the tea.

After a quarter of an hour, the door was silently pushed open, and two shadows flashed in. Lin Fan opened a crack in his eyes slightly and looked at the two people who came in.

One of them is extremely tall but extremely thin, like a bamboo pole, while the other is short and fat, like a winter melon. After the two came in, they carefully plugged in the door, and then walked towards Lin Fan lying on the ground with a smile on their faces.

"Who are these two? I don't think I've seen it!" Lin Fan's heart was full of doubts, "Looking at his figure, it is no different from ordinary people. Isn't it Du Xian, the young king of Yueluo Kingdom?" After Lin Fan noticed that someone was following him, he immediately thought of Yueluo Shaojun. Although he didn't feel so, he really couldn't remember who could accurately identify himself who had changed his appearance.

"Since it is not the young king of Yueluo, the nine sects must now believe that I have died and should not follow me again. To take a step back, if they know that I am alive, they will never be so secretly. Only the infinite old man will definitely kill me again."

All this is extremely slow, but it happens very quickly. The place where Lin Fan fainted was five or six meters away from the door. When the two people approached him, he had already considered all these.

"Hey, boss, this guy has indeed been put down. There will be no accident." The short fat man checked Lin Fan, and then turned his head and smiled happily at the bamboo pole.

"It's better to be careful. This boy is fierce and slippery, otherwise the elder would not have been killed by him." Gao Zhugan said in a low voice, and then checked Lin Fan again.

"Hey, if the elder doesn't die, how can we get that treasure? That's a baby that can deprive others of their lives! Using the method of our demon sect, the power is even more amazing, and it can also summon the river of years and magic fire in it! It is said that even the elders don't know much about its utility!" The short fat man's voice was full of greed, his speed was getting faster and faster, and his breathing was getting heavier and heavier.

"Elew? Demon Sect? Is it the reason for Xiao Jue's old guy? As soon as Lin Fan heard the conversation between the two, he instantly thought of Xiao Jue, "That treasure? Are you talking about that soul flag?" Lin Fan's heart moved, and then he was happy. "Since I got the soul flag, I don't know how to use it together. These two people came from the Demon Sect and just started from them."

Thinking of this, Lin Fan waited for a jump. Suddenly, his heart sank and he vaguely felt something wrong, as if there was a vague thing floating around in his mind, but he couldn't catch it.

"What the hell is it?" When Lin Fan first thought of this, his body calmed down again. Fortunately, the two did not feel anything wrong, which also showed that their cultivation was indeed not high. At least, for Lin Fan at this time, their cultivation is not high.

" boss, I searched several times and didn't find that thing at all! Isn't this guy? Did we make a mistake?" After turning Lin Fan over several times, the short fat man finally stood up and looked at the high bamboo pole suspiciously.

"I don't think so. At that time, we personally robbed Elder Xiao's urgent cry before his death. He finally branded a trace of mark on the boy. We followed him all the way. It must not be wrong. That thing was given by Elder Xiao to the three short-lived ghosts of the Han family, and it was also taken by him. Go."

"What should I do now? We can't find it at all!" The short fat man said with a distressed face.

"Hmm! Wake him up, there are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine punishments, and there is always one that can make him say it! Hey hey, after taking the air-washing pills, all the vitality in his body dissipated. Are you afraid that he will turn upside down? While speaking, a stingling murderous intention rushed to Lin Fan.

"Yes! Killing intention!" As soon as the murderous intention stained him, the fog in Lin Fan's mind suddenly became clear, "Yes, the man did not have any murderous intention today. It seemed that he was just observing me. Maybe some secret in me made him care, but he didn't, at least he didn't want to kill me!" As soon as Lin Fan thought of this, he felt a big hand hitting his head and actually woke himself up directly with his fist!

"Look for death!" Although Lin Fan lost his vitality, he soaked in the unknown black pool in the tomb of the gods for a long time, which greatly improved many of his abilities. At this time, when he heard the wind, the corners of Lin Fan's mouth were slightly oblique, his eyes suddenly opened, and then rolled, and the fist that was not intended to hurt people was punched empty.

"You...didn't you faint?" Gao Zhuzhu and the fat dwarf were in front of each other, and there was already one more person in front of them. They were looking at themselves with a slight sneer. Suddenly, they knew that their tiger painting was not an anti-dog and were teased by the man in front of them.

"Hmm! Xiao Jue's old guy is uneasy and kind-hearted, but you have learned a lot!" Lin Fan opened his mouth, and then shook his body and banged twice. The tall bamboo pole and the short fat man screamed together and hit the wall with a bang. When he landed, his face was already pale and he looked at Lin Fan unbelievably. They are all monks who are infinitely close to the Yijin period, but when they watch the fist of the man in front of them hit, they can't avoid it at all, and they can't help but have a strong fear in their hearts.

"Is this what you are talking about?" Lin Fan shook his right hand, and a simple flag appeared in his hand, and then looked at the two people who were crooked by the wall and asked indifferently.

"Yes..."

"Yes..."

Lin Fan's punch just now directly broke several of their bones. At this time, even if he said a word, he had to endure the severe pain, but when they saw the small flag, their eyes couldn't help burning, and the strong greed filled it, which made people doubt that if their bones were not broken and could move freely, they I will definitely rush to fight desperately.

"Tell me what this small flag is," Lin Fan sat down by the chair, put one arm on the table, stretched out two fingers and knocked on the table. "You have three opportunities to open your mouth, and I have limited patience."

"We... don't know..." The short fat man looked at Lin Fan, then at the tall bamboo pole with the same pale face, and muttered in a low voice.

"Once." Lin Fan had no expression and opened his mouth faintly, as if he were just stating a fact that had nothing to do with him. While speaking, the speed of the two constantly tapping on the table suddenly accelerated, and the whole table suddenly began to vibrate slowly. Then the dishes on it, the teapot all shook and made a chaotic sound. The whole table It's like falling off.

"We really don't know..." The short fat man still muttered stubbornly as if he didn't understand the situation.

"You still have a chance, if you still say something you don't know..." Lin Fan stared at him and his eyes became colder. "This table is your end." With the end of this sentence, the whole table suddenly made a noise, and then sawdust scattered on the ground.

The short fat man looked at the scene in front of him and trembled a few times. He knew that Lin Fan was warning himself that if he didn't know, he would clean the bones of his whole body.

"I said." Just as the short fat man trembled in fear, the tall bamboo pole suddenly opened his mouth.

Lin Fan took a look at the short fat man and ignored him, but turned his eyes to the high bamboo pole.

"That is a soul flag, and also a forbidden flag, which is called the soul-chasing soul flag of the years. The prohibition on it can be painted as a prison and trap people, but this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that there is that there is a terrible magic power in the soul flag, which can be borrowed by magic power. We don't know what it is."

"Hmm..." Lin Fan nodded, which was very consistent with his original experience.

"What is the origin of this soul flag?" The origin of a thing can often explain its usefulness from the side.

"I don't know that this soul flag was also obtained by Elder Xiao by chance. Later, he found that this soul flag, or magic flag, could draw other people's lives to serve his own body to a certain extent, so he gave it to the three brothers of the Han family. In name, it was to give them treasures, and in essence, it was to draw their lives for their own use. That's all."

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows and asked the next question: "How did you find me? What did Xiao Jue do to me?

"This..." There was a look of embarrassment on the face of the high bamboo pole.

"Hmm!"

"We don't know exactly about this. We only know that it seems to be a spell similar to soul tracking. Once others are hit, the silk mark will remain on that person all the time. Ordinary people can't detect it at all, so there is no way to get rid of it." Gao Zhugan heard Lin Fan's hum and hurriedly explained.

"Hmm! In this case, I will not make it difficult for you to write down the magic skills you know. Seeing that he could no longer ask anything, Lin Fan turned to the question he was most concerned about.

I have a headache and barely wrote...