I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 461: 5 Mr. Liu’s desire to survive
Mr. Wuliu looked stiff.
Actually refused?
This is the inheritance of the Celestial Phantom Array. It is the best shortcut to become a Phantom Array Master!
If this array of pictures was placed on the outside world, I don’t know how many people have exhausted their lives, and even if they broke their heads, they all want to see its full picture.
But now.
The young man with the same white face turned down even if he didn’t even think about it?
At the same time, she was still abandoning her face, and she couldn’t avoid it, lest she refuse to act slowly, and she will be in a bad luck.
What is going on in this world, can he let him meet some normal human beings with normal thinking?
Mr. Wu Liu is very injured.
For the first time in hundreds of years, he was so enthusiastic about sending the inheritance for the first time, but he was rejected by others!
Here, where is he going to reason?
Yang Fan grinned.
"Since my cousin doesn’t want it, just give it to me. Speaking of it, I haven’t seen what the array looks like, so I took this opportunity to open my eyes."
Yang Fan doesn't dislike it at all.
Whether it has value or not, in short, if you don’t use it yourself, you can always find someone who can use it.
A lot of people like the inheritance of the Celestial Array.
As for whether Mr. Wuliu still has other people's thoughts or conspiracies, Yang Fan is a bit worried.
The left and right are nothing but a ghost image, and he can’t wait for the old man to come to the door.
It is said that the mental will just added him more than 6,000 points of mental experience, and even less than 10,000 points, it is really a little pitiful.
Unfortunately, the old policeman felt too fast and stingy. Now he is a little bit willing to let go of his mental will, which is very disappointing.
When he heard Yang Fan’s words, Mr. Wu Liu’s eyes flickered, and he politely refused: “Isn’t this necessary, right? Yang Fan’s illusion attainment has reached a state of perfection. There is no need to..."
"I said it, I just wanted to see it." Yang Fan interrupted Mr. Wuliu with a light smile, and said softly: "Since it is my customs clearance reward, the old gentleman should not refuse my little one. Ask for it?"
The more the old man refuses, the more curious Yang Fan is.
When I said just now that I wanted to pass it on to Wang Zhe’s cousin, this old man was not like this.
But now, when it is Yang Fan’s turn, this girl begins to drag on and off, obviously reluctant.
Who can believe that there is no such annoyance?
Is this old man the same as Wang Zhe's cousin on his head, it is also a face value control, like to judge people by appearance?
"This..."
Mr. Wuliu is hesitant, and the inheritance of the graphics is to establish each other's spiritual channels. His phantom needs to enter the sea-consciousness space of the subject to deepen the inheritance of the graphics for him.
If it’s Wang Zhe’s little white face, Mr. Wuliu will naturally have no worries. A person who only drank less than one-third of the front door’s mental strength is a waste of firewood. The sea-reading space and the spirit strength are bound to be too weak. Poor, no threat to him.
But Yang Fan is not necessarily the case.
This is a ruthless man who can suffocate a whole cup of big front door. His sea-knowledge space has definitely exceeded 30,000 square kilometers. The strength of the soul and the size of the source of the soul can't be accurately predicted.
In case Yang Fan’s soul is stronger than his ghost image, he ventured in so boldly, wouldn’t it be a wolf into a tiger’s mouth, it would be harder to come up with it.
Mr. Wuliu has no confidence in the character of Yang Fan.
"Oops! Why did the old man feel some stomach pain, or he just drank a lot of Lingcha, and let me go for convenience!"
Mr. Wu Liu suddenly covered his head and wanted to take advantage of it.
Anyway, he dare not enter Yang Fan’s sea-reading space easily. It is too dangerous. He hasn’t lived enough yet.
Yang Fan's mouth twitched, you are a ghost and ghost, you don't even have an entity, where is your stomach, where is your pain?
"Sir, if your stomach hurts, wouldn’t it be more ridiculous to cover your stomach?"
Mr. Wuliu quickly released a hand and put it on his stomach. He looked at Yang Fan sincerely and thanked him: "Thank you, Xiaoyou, for reminding me that I am really old, and I can’t keep up with my brain and hands. I found out that not only my stomach hurts, but also my head begins to hurt. Alas, it hurts the old man!"
"It's not working anymore. The old man must go to make it easier. The two friends please help yourself and say goodbye!"
As he said, Mr. Wuliu covered his head with one hand and his stomach with one hand, and trot tremblingly, and ran 10,000 meters away in the blink of an eye.
Yes.
It is ten thousand meters away.
I just saw a few simple scenes of my head at a glance. At the moment when Mr. Wuliu started to run, he began to expand outward indefinitely.
Beyond the pavilion, the mountains and rivers and jungle, with a rash look, can't see the edge.
The figure of Mr. Wuliu just jumped out of the pavilion and drilled directly into the grove next to it. When he appeared again, he was already on the top of the mountain thousands of miles away.
"Being guilty, this old man really has a conspiracy!"
Wang Zhe looked at Mr. Wuliu's escape speed dumbfounded and sighed softly.
You can run so fast with a stomachache, what about cheating?
"Yeah, there must be no good intentions." Yang Fan nodded and agreed: "This bad old man is just looking at our brothers who are bullying, and we have been arguing about us all the time."
What kind of map is definitely not a real customs reward.
This black-hearted old man has specified that their benefits have been neglected again.
"However, with me in, he can't run!" Yang Fan smiled softly and said softly: "Cousin, look, how can I get him back again!"
Wang Zhe was terrified and quickly shot to stop: "Don’t! Cousin, you have to figure out, although the old man doesn’t look like a good person, but he is a king, after all, the will just now The coercion is not a joke!"
"Since he is a guilty conscience, he has escaped secretly, let's not continue to tease him, OK?"
Just just that time, Wang Zhe’s careful liver was stimulated so well that Xuan didn’t jump out, and then pulled the people back, in case the old man was angry and angry, really want to fight a fish with them, dead, swollen?
Can't scatter!
No matter how great the chance is, there are more benefits, and it is not as important as the lives of their cousins.
"Cousin is at ease, I have a sense of justice." Yang Fan cast Wang Zhe a slightly restless look, "That guy is just a ghost image left by a king-level strongman, just now. The spiritual coercion is nothing more than a sham and a tiger. It cannot last for a long time and poses no threat to us."
Saying, Yang Fan waved his hand and the surrounding environment changed.
The vast mountains and forests, the open sky and the warm and gentle breeze were all collapsed at this moment and disappeared.
Everything seems to be back to origin.
Pavilion, rockery, stone table, teapot, ancient pine, clear spring.
Still still the antique mountain trail, still seated by Yang Fan, Wang Zhe and Mr. Wu Liu.
Mr. Wu Liu's face was sullen.
He looked at Yang Fan timidly and smiled awkwardly: "Look and see, I said that Yang Fan’s attainments in the illusion have already made no difference with the old man, and it took a while to break the kung fu. The illusion of the old man is really amazing."
If Yang Fan was even worse than him before, now, Mr. Wuliu has clearly felt that the gap between Yang Fan and him is rapidly decreasing. Now, it is no longer a loss, but only A little bit worse.
Mr. Wuliu even suspected that if Yang Fan were given some more time, Yang Fan’s illusion level would even surpass him and ride on the neck of his old predecessor.
"Sure enough to be a wizard of heaven and earth, it's really unacceptable!"
Mr. Wuliu extended his thumbs to Yang Fan, praising him endlessly, as if he had already accepted his destiny, and he would never mention anything like neck and stomach pain.
"In this case, Xiaofan Yang does not need the old man’s inheritance. The specific rules and regulations will limit your genius thinking. The old man can not be your stumbling block on the road of the illusion."
"Now preaching to you, that’s not helping you, it’s adding to you, it’s hurting you! The old man has a high-mindedness in his life, and he will never do such a dirty act! Today, even if you kill the old man, The old man will never pass the picture to you again!"
Mr. Wuliu put on an awe-inspiring attitude, and an old man is thinking about you.
In short.
I don't want to enter Yang Fan's sea-reading space even if I'm dead or alive.
"Is that true?" Yang Fan chuckled, "Are you reluctant to pass me a picture, or are you afraid to enter my soul?"
The minimum requirement for a cup of ninth-level spirit tea, but 30,000 kilometers of sea-knowledge space, Yang Fan believes that as the master of ninth-level spirit tea, Mr. Wuliu should be more aware that he just bored a whole cup What the big front door means.
So, naturally, it is not difficult to guess why the old gentleman would choose Wang Zhe, who has poor mental strength and talent, and he would not give Yang Fan the succession of his team.
"Why did you choose Cousin Wang Zhe as your inheritance object? I am afraid it is not a good idea of An?"
Yang Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at Mr. Wuliu: "Cousin Wang Zhe’s spiritual talent is limited~IndoMTL.com~The space for understanding the sea is not wide, and the source of the soul is relatively weak. Whether it is swallowing control or parasitizing, it will be convenient. It’s much easier, isn’t it?"
Mr. Wuliu's expression changed, and his face unsatisfiedly said: "Yang Yangfan, you can't slander the old man's innocence for nothing without evidence!"
"Mr. Wuliu, who has acted brightly and decisively throughout his life, has never bothered to do the things that fly camps and do criminals!"
"What devours control, what parasitic domination, not to mention the old man does not understand it, even if he really knows something, absolutely disdain to do it!"
Awe-inspiring, eloquent words!
It seems that there is indeed a lot of goodwill.
"Really?" Yang Fan pouted: "Since that is the case, how about asking the old gentleman to learn from the younger generation's knowledge?"
Yeah, Yang Fan’s thoughts moved, and two spiritual chains with pale golden light flew directly out of his forehead. He couldn’t help but say, directly wrapped around Mr. Wuliu’s ghost and ghost, dragging him into himself between the electric light and flint In the sea-knowledge space.