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582 Near Death (1/3)

Mrs. Xu’s dagger!

Even if Fang Fan holds it in his hand, he can't see its layers clearly.

Sixth level magic weapon?

There must be more than that. What about the seventh-level magic weapon? The eighth-level magic weapon? Or the ninth-level magic weapon? Or even the imperial weapon?

Fang Fan doesn't know this. Even the system panel cannot be seen by Fang Fan. Normally, he can see the property panel just by holding it in his hand and staring at it for three seconds.

But Mrs. Xu's dagger was held tightly by Fang Fan and was not touched by anyone else. Fang Fan's eyes were sore when he looked at it, but the attribute panel did not pop up.

This was very strange and strange, but Fang Fan was helpless. He just held Mrs. Xu's dagger, and a question suddenly appeared in Fang Fan's mind.

Does Mrs. Xu's dagger kill immediately upon seeing blood? Does it directly harvest life's immediate death, or does it release an irreversible poison?

If Mrs. Xu stabs him with the dagger, he will definitely die. Fang Fan is very sure of this.

In other words, if someone touches the sixth level, he will die. What about the seventh level? What about the eighth level? Or even the ninth level, or even the top?

Will Juedian die even if his skin is broken?

When Fang Fan thought about this question, his heart became eager to move. Jue Dian didn't know, but what about the mutant beasts that were on the road to Jue Dian and had not yet become Jue Dian?

This is a very tempting idea and worth a try.

But in the blink of an eye, Fang Fan reacted and looked helplessly at Madam Xu's dagger, which was only thirty centimeters long. The blade was only twenty centimeters long.

And when you hold it in your hand, no matter how much spiritual power is poured into it, there is no reaction at all. It is like a black hole, without even a little golden light or a single spiritual power fluctuation emerging from it.

In other words, Mrs. Xu's dagger has no long-range attack. When held in the hand, the killing distance is only twenty centimeters unless thrown.

But spiritual power cannot act on it. Even if it is thrown, a burst of spiritual power can lift it off without any effect.

And twenty centimeters......

Fang Fan put Mrs. Xu's dagger deep into the dragon-patterned jade pendant and then rubbed his head with his hands.

"A mutant beast that is more than ten meters or tens of meters tall, and twenty centimeters means it is close to your body. What kind of mutant beast can make the enemy stick to you? Are you tired of living?

Unless I catch up forcefully, I can get close to the tough seventh-level mutant beasts and eighth-level mutant beasts. Am I tired of living?"

"It's useless, it's useless. If I dare to get close to you, it won't be long before I kill it. If I don't dare to get close to you, what's the use of this dagger?"

Fang Fan shook his head in distress, throwing away all the bold ideas in his mind.

Mrs. Xu's dagger, which has an attack range of only twenty centimeters, is destined to be a killer weapon and can only be used in unexpected and risky sneak attacks.

Moreover, the news about Mrs. Xu's dagger cannot be exposed to the outside world. Once spread, the dagger will be completely useless.

Again, no one dares to let Fang Fan get close when they know the existence of Mrs. Xu's dagger, and Fang Fan can kill anyone who can force him to get close without using Mrs. Xu's dagger.

"It can only be used under special circumstances, so keep it for now and keep it at the bottom of the box."

Fang Fan left the bed and continued to look for other things, but he found nothing.

There is no Qin Mirror, no Iron Eagle Warrior, and no Jade Seal.

The entire palace was searched two or three times by Fang Fan, and finally Fang Fan had to accept a fact.

The palace was just a place where Qin Shihuang rested. The reason why Mrs. Xu placed the dagger here was probably because Qin Shihuang wanted to warn himself.

After accepting this, Fang Fan carefully left the palace.

There were no guards at the door of the palace, which was convenient for him.

After going out, Fang Fan scanned around, looking for the highest palace, and then headed over there.

Fang Fan carefully moved under the wall. After crossing the intersection in front, he could see the tallest palace.

According to Fang Fan's speculation, the tallest palace next to Qin Shi Huang's bedroom should be the Qilin Palace, where Qin Shi Huang handled matters and met with his ministers.

Fang Fan should be able to get some little surprises there, such as the lovely piece of gold-inlaid jade and the jade seal.

Fang Fan quickly arrived at the transfer area, ready to stick his head out for observation, but as soon as he stretched his head out, he felt a palpitation in his heart. He couldn't care less about looking at anything, so he quickly pulled it back.

Silently, Fang Fan only saw a spot of light falling on the ground, just like a circular light spot like playing with a mirror under the sun in middle school.

The light spot fell on the ground, looking a little warm. There was not even a trace of damage on the ground, and the light spot slowly disappeared.

Fang Fan reached up and touched his forehead.

The originally hard and gorgeous helmet had a chip, a circular chip, making this gorgeous helmet look ugly.

Gulu!

Fang Fan swallowed his throat. If he had been slower just now, even if it was just one second, it would not have been the helmet that was broken, but his head.

The light spot will pass through his head without any obstruction, and then fall to the ground, exuding its warmth.

After a long time, Fang Fan regained his breath, then took out a mirror and poked it out.

Silently, a round gap appeared on the mirror, and a spot of light fell on the ground. It slowly disappeared after a while, and the ground remained flat.

And just after a quick glance, Fang Fan saw a picture.

A tall and gorgeous palace, with carved beams and painted pillars, brackets and flying eaves, looks solemn and full of majesty under the sunlight.

There is a vermilion door on the side facing Fang Fan, and there is a round mirror in the middle of the top of the door.

The mirror is a bronze mirror, about the size of a human head, black, with a five-clawed black dragon coiled around it, and dotted with some gold threads here and there.

Fang Fan took a breath, took out an iron halberd, and after thinking about it, he threw it out.

call out!

The iron halberd roared in the air, and with surging spiritual power, it rushed towards the dragon-patterned bronze mirror.

At the same time, Fang Fan poked out the half of the mirror again.

The whistling in his ears disappeared in an instant, and the mirror that stuck out also completely disappeared, leaving only a flat section in the corner, and the light spots on the ground slowly disappeared.

And just now, Fang Fan saw the sharp iron halberd instantly annihilated under the illumination of the dragon-patterned bronze mirror, leaving no trace behind. The golden spiritual power he attached to it also melted instantly like white snow under the scorching sun.

Qin Jing!

There is no doubt that this bronze mirror with dragon pattern is the Qin mirror.

Fang Fan took a breath and walked away without looking back, heading directly towards the dormitory where he was before.

He did not stay any longer, and the planned treasury and imperial barracks were also abandoned, and he returned directly to the secret passage.

After entering, restore the secret passage to its original state, then let go of your speed and gallop through the secret passage.

In the sky above Xianyang Palace, the scorching sun gradually dimmed, and slowly, bit by bit, turned into the moon, emitting soft moonlight.

Fang Fan quickly arrived at the end of the secret passage and went out along the first exit. Then according to his memory, he galloped between the palace walls and corridors, and after spending some time, returned to the foot of the city wall.

Half an hour later, there was a crisp sound, and a crack exploded in the space. At the door deep in the crack, his father and professor were waving to him.

PS: Are there many activities giving away free coins recently?

Subscriptions have dropped and I doubt my life. Subscriptions with free coins have no fan value, and subscriptions with free coins have no money. I...forget it, I continue to doubt life.


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