Mu Fan couldn't stand it anymore and felt that the guy in front of him was just an idiot. He just talked incoherently and couldn't even understand people's words!

With a murderous expression on his face, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "So...! What on earth do these have to do with ancient ruins!"

"Brother Mu, please be patient!" Ye Wushuang remained unhurried and continued: "It is rumored that not only is the treasure left in St. Mark Ya, but it is also closely related to the lineage that was exterminated in ancient times.

The power of the virtual pupil that makes the mainland tremble..."

Before Ye Wushuang could finish talking, Mu Fan became completely angry.

In recent days, the depression in his heart has completely exploded. He couldn't bear it anymore. He grabbed Ye Wushuang's clothes with both hands and said murderously: "If you say one more word of nonsense, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

Ye Wushuang thought that he was not an easy master to offend, so he immediately fell out.

He has always been nice to talk to him, but how could he expect that this man would go even further.

Are the Winged Tribes Covering the Great?

Is it amazing to have Qian Ning?

Think he has no temper?

He, Ye Wushuang, is not someone to be trifled with!

So, without any explanation, he raised his fist and started fighting with Mu Fan.

Ahead at this moment

The three girls chatted for a while, and then Mo Xin got to the point.

She turned her eyes to look at Qian Ning and asked: "Miss Qian Ning, how can you solve the eighth-order pattern array?"

"The way to break up the formation lies with the young master!" Qian Ning smiled, but her words were still misleading. "I'll find out when my sister gets there."

Hearing this, Mo Xin glanced back at the two people fighting each other behind her. She seemed to have seen enough in one glance. She sighed and quickened her pace again.

"I'm convinced! I'm convinced! Brother Mu, stop fighting!"

After a while, Ye Wushuang was already bruised and swollen. He stretched out his hands and staggered back a few steps. He said loudly: "The most powerful people in Shenghenya are inviolable, and there may be clues to enter Shenghenya in the ancient ruins!"

After hearing this, Mu Fan stopped shaking his fist.

Not to mention, after venting my anger, I immediately felt much better.

But what made him feel strange was that Ye Wushuang was clearly in the first stage of Yuling, but just now he had almost no power to fight back.

It's so pitifully weak... It can be said to be a huge difference from the strength he showed when we first met him.

Could it be that Ye Wushuang let herself go on purpose?!

It doesn't look like it! It doesn't make sense at all. After all, it was Ye Wushuang who punched him first.

Mu Fan looked weird and couldn't think of a reason.

Ye Wushuang, on the other hand, had already returned to normal. Pitianpidian ran up again and said flatteringly: "Brother Mu, you see we are so familiar with each other. Can you teach me two tricks on how to pick up girls?"

This thing is really...

Mu Fan was speechless and felt more and more that Wushuang was sick this night.

How to pick up girls?!

I still don’t know who I want to teach me some tricks?

Mu Fan was full of contempt, rolled his eyes, and casually responded: "Ten thousand black stone coins."

"real?!"

Ye Wushuang believed it, and immediately took out 10,000 black stone coins, his eyes lit up and said: "Please give me advice!"

Mu Fan immediately opened his eyes and realized that Ye Wushuang not only had mental problems, but also that his brain might not be working well.

And more importantly, there seems to be less of it!

However, it is rare to find such a financial sponsor, so he is naturally very interested in it.

Turning away from his indifferent expression, he enthusiastically hooked his hand on Ye Wushuang's shoulder, patting his chest and promising: "Ten thousand black stone coins per class, teaching and skills are guaranteed!"

.......

The journey to the secret land in the northern suburbs was not too far, and the group was already close to their destination in about half an hour.

At this time, the three women were also curious about the way Mu Fan and Ye Wushuang got along.

They were fighting fiercely a moment ago, but now they are holding hands and becoming intimate.

And from the increasingly perverted laughter of the two, we can guess that they must not be talking about anything else.

"Brother Mu, how about this spring picture...?"

"The posture is good, but the painting skills are a bit lacking!"

"Oh? This is what I drew. I would like Brother Mu to give me some advice..."

“Details are not realistic enough!”

"Brother Mu, you know your stuff!"

"Eh--it's so obvious!"

"Hahaha....."

Finally, Liu Yiyi, who couldn't bear the noise, became angry, turned around and said fiercely: "Believe it or not, I will pull out your tongue!"

After a scolding, there was no movement at all!

"Who is this loli? So arrogant!" Mu Fan asked in a low voice, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang was surprised and asked suspiciously: "Brother Mu really doesn't recognize her?"

"Stop talking nonsense, come on!" Mu Fan felt that Ye Wushuang was going to talk nonsense again, and he showed his impatience in advance.

Ye Wushuang curled her lips and said: "She is Liu Yiyi, who is third on the Stigma Academy's top ten thousand people list!"

After speaking, he paused and found that Mu Fan seemed to have no reaction, and then added: "The dean, Liu Qingyun, is her father!"

"What?!" Mu Fan exclaimed, almost breaking his throat.

I never expected that I would offend such an aunt.

I heard that St. Mark Academy is full of geniuses, so it must not be that easy to get into. If I can't get into St. Mark Academy, I still hope that Liu Qingyun will find a back door.

If this offends her daughter first, let alone the back door, I’m afraid the front door will be gone!

With this thought in his mind, Mu Fan became impatient. He left Ye Wushuang behind and ran forward, beginning to use his ability to flatter horses.

Even though Liu Yiyi didn't show any kindness, the flattering look on her face was still the same, even worse than Ye Wushuang.

The secret place in the northern suburbs is located under a broken wall at the foot of a mountain.

The broken wall was smooth, as if it had been cut off by a sharp blade, and at the bottom of the broken wall, there was a crack large enough for several people to pass through at the same time.

The secret place! It’s in the heart of the mountain.

But at this moment, Mu Fan realized a fatal question and said in shock: "Could it be that... we are the only five people who entered this ruins?!"

The answer that was ready to come out was simply a redundant question. Including himself, there were only five people present!

Who came up with the idea? What did you think?!

What should I do if I encounter danger? Can I take care of it? Who can I sell it to?

Why not call two more people?!

"The ruins are related to the secret of Shenghen Ya, so it's better if there are fewer people?" Mo Xin said, answering Mu Fan's doubts.

I knew it was you!!!

Mu Fan roared in his heart, and smoke suddenly erupted from his orifices. On his livid face, his right eyelid kept twitching.

I always feel that this time, I will never come back!

Mo Xin has a tough attitude.

Helpless, Mu Fan had no choice but to bite the bullet and enter the secret realm.

Inside the mountain, what was once a secret place can still be called a wonder.

It spirals down from the center of the mountain, as if it is a world of its own. The vegetation is prosperous, and the various strange rocks on the surrounding cliffs emit light, like stars.

The five people reached the depths of the bottom floor, and a rock wall appeared in front of them.

The rock wall is about ten feet high and almost reaches the top. The few people standing under the rock wall look particularly small.

On the rock wall, the cracks are criss-crossed. At first glance, they appear to be irregular, just like ordinary stone gaps, with no difference at all.

But if you look closely, you will find that every crack contains hidden spiritual power.

"It really is the eighth-order pattern formation." Mo Xin took a few steps back and observed the entire pattern formation, revealing a deeply shocked expression.

Mu Fan was also observing these crack-like lines at the moment and couldn't help but frown.

He always feels...
Chapter completed!