There are two super powerful people who can call us, but they have no contact information. Are you angry or not?

Really, at this moment, Zhang Fan really wanted to kill himself.

Isn’t this a trap for yourself?

"What's wrong? Why does your face suddenly look bad?" Ma Wei suddenly asked.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Fan's mouth twitched and he stared at Ma Wei coldly.

If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!

So, the question arises, what should you do if you meet someone who has become determined by the scale?

Roundabout tactics?

still????

My head hurts!

One month, one month to go, there will definitely be a way!

Zhang Fan began to think hard.

Just like what Ma Wei just said, those sect leaders and palace masters are determined to form an alliance with the Dark Palace!

His existence must be a roadblock!

These big forces will definitely try their best to kill them when they encounter obstacles.

What's more, he is the kind of stumbling block that can be eliminated without any effort.

What can Lun Hai Ninth Level do?

In front of those sects, they are nothing!

I feel uncomfortable and want to cry!

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel!

"Sister, prepare some medicinal materials for me. I want to practice elixirs!" Zhang Fan said.

Now I am completely destitute!

There is no spiritual stone, not even a low-grade spiritual stone.

There are a lot of spiritual crystals, but now Rin says they can't move them!

I used a lot of spiritual liquid when I forced a breakthrough in the ruins last time.

If you use it again, you will hurt those peach trees!

What else can I do! I can only become a tool man to make money!

"Mawei, come on." Murong Xiaoxiao said.

After all, Death Island is not Tianshan, and she can't use any of it.

"Ah?" Ma Wei suddenly froze.

The next moment, Ma Wei's face twisted.

Wancao, yes!

Zhang Fan, a bitch, is actually an alchemist!

Hurry!

This bitch, if you don’t act like your own elixir master, will you come to compete with us sword cultivators for jobs!

You are a real dog!

"Give me the list." Ma Wei said weakly.

At this moment, he really didn't want to talk to Zhang Fan.

Very angry!

"Right away!" Zhang Fan took out paper and pen from the warehouse and wrote a lot.

Medicinal materials for body tempering pills and healing pills!

"How many copies do you want?" Ma Wei asked.

How many servings?

Let me do the math!

A portion of medicinal materials can be used to refine approximately fifty pills!

"Let's each order tens of millions of copies first," Zhang Fan said.

"What? What did you say?" Ma Wei jumped up immediately, staring at Zhang Fan with his eyes.

Are you here to touch porcelain?

Two 10 million copies?

Brother, you came to our Death Island just to deceive me about medicinal materials, right?

Twenty million parts of medicinal materials, medicinal materials for healing pills, ten parts of a spiritual stone.

Body Tempering Pill, two parts for one spirit stone.

How much does this cost?

Hey, it doesn’t seem like much!

Zhang Fan, this piece of shit, seemed to have sold tens of millions of spiritual stones just by selling fried rice when he was at the ruins.

Hold!

Why is this bitch such a bitch?

The sword is incredible!

He is also an alchemist!

Still fucking rich!

"I'll go find my master right now, you wait." Ma Wei said.

But the next moment, Ma Wei said: "Come with me, we can just go shopping."

"Okay!" Zhang Fan nodded.

Anyway, I am free now!

"Some things have been unearthed in the ruins recently. They are quite good. If you need anything, we Baoling Pavilion insiders will have priority at the same price." Ma Wei said.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.

Priority, this is okay!

"Let's go, let's pick up the things we missed." Zhang Fan was excited.

But soon, Zhang Fan's face turned green!

Damn it, no money!

In an instant, Zhang Fan's whole body felt bad.

If you don’t have money, why go to an auction? Go shopping!

"Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you?" Ma Wei looked at Zhang Fan, whose expression was changing unpredictably, with confusion on his face.

Come on, we haven’t seen each other for several months. Has Zhang Fan become some kind of pervert?

Is this the price of becoming stronger?

"If you don't understand, don't ask!" Zhang Fan said with a dark face.

Heartbroken!

Soon, Zhang Fan saw Baoling Pavilion!

Very impressive!

It can be said that it is magnificent and magnificent!

However, for Zhang Fan, it was of no use.

Zhang Fan was not in the mood at all due to the multiple critical blows he had dealt to himself.

At this moment, all I can think about is how to get Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan back.

This is the most important thing!

Everything else is just clouds!

"President Fu Ming, we welcome you from afar, but we welcome you from afar!" An extremely excited voice suddenly sounded.

The one who spoke was none other than Zhang Nan, whom Zhang Fan had met before!

Ma Wei’s master!
To be continued...