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Chapter nine hundred and forty seventh question

After putting away the cloak, Lu Fan could feel the power of chaos in the cloak desperately resisting him, but this was nothing to him.

This chaotic power rushed into his body, just to deliver food to the power of the world.

Lu Fan smiled with a smile on his face as he threw his hand into the Jiuxiao ring.

The Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower in his body had already started laughing wildly.

"Great Master, another great gain! Chaos Artifact, the first Chaos Artifact you have. Although the grade is not high, it is complete. It's so great!"

》Lu Fan automatically ignored the nonsense about the Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower, and just asked the low-grade grade of the Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower: "What does it mean? Is this Yunlan cloak very bad?"

Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower quickly replied: "It's very good. The grade I said is not high, which means that it is still a little short of it in front of other Chaos Divine Weapons and Chaos Divine Weapons. However, in this world, Chaos Divine Weapons and Chaos Divine Weapons have long disappeared, and there are not a few left. But if I think about the time when the Lord of Chaos first opened the world, this Yunlan cloak was just a rag for cleaning the table."

Lu Fan said in horror: "Lord of Chaos? Who is that? The Chaos Artifacts are all rags? What about you?"

The sound of Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower suddenly became much smaller.

"I am just a decoration. Great Master, don't ask too much about these. One day you arrive at Chaos, I will take you to the chaos field and you will understand."

Lu Fan was full of doubts.

He vaguely felt that the Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower seemed to say something amazing.

But he really couldn't understand what the Nine Dragon Xuan Palace Tower revealed.

Lu Fan felt like he was sitting in Wu'an Kingdom and watching the world.

He once thought that Wu'an Kingdom was the whole world, but after he came out, he found that Wu'an Kingdom was just a small country in the world.

Like a drop in the ocean, a tree in the forest.

And now, he feels that the four realms are the world.

But the Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower mentioned Chaos again. Could it be that there is mystery in Chaos?

Don't understand, don't understand, don't think too much.

Shaking his head, Lu Fan first threw these questions behind his head.

Outside, the guards saw that the competition was over and quickly opened the formation again.

Lu Fan pulled Tang Hui out of the formation, and his figure turned into a ray of light and turned over and fell to the ground.

Turning his head, Lu Fan looked at the sloppy middle-aged man next to him and smiled slightly.

The middle-aged man looked at Lu Fan, but shook his head slightly, as if his face was a little displeased.

Lu Fan shook his hand and threw Tang Hui at him, and said loudly: "See him for luck!"

The middle-aged man flipped his palm and Tang Hui floated in front of him.

With his eyes fixed on Lu Fan, the middle-aged man said aloud: "You are lucky!"

Lu Fan laughed and walked away with a big strode.

The crowds around him were automatically separated from each other, and they all looked at Lu Fan with amazement.

No matter what, Lu Fan's success in winning the battle between Yuzhouzhai and Bafang Money House was enough to surprise the world.

Among the crowd, the recording personnel of Bafang Money House, the recording personnel of major casinos, the recording personnel of the Beast-Driving Crafts, and even the recording personnel of the Magic Cultivator all recorded the process of the competition.

At the same time, their evaluation of Lu Fan has also been greatly improved.

"This person has amazing methods. He is hard to stop with his divine armor and his cultivation is unfathomable. He seems to have enough energy to this day!"

"Yeying, who is a magical martial arts, is like a magic cultivator's method, but has no magical energy. Everything remains to be seen, and the potential is endless!"

"Yeying, the strong, should raise at least ten people!"...

Lu Fan walked to Nangong Xing with a smile.

Nangong Xing smiled and said, "Winning beautiful. I won't tell you now, I'll get the money first!"

Turning around, Nangong Xing rubbed his hands to get his own winning gambling money, Lu Fan's eyes turned to Su Dong standing aside.

With a chuckling, Lu Fan said, "Miss Su Dong, why have you come to see my competition? It's rare. Is Elder Suman giving me another task?"

Su Dong looked at Lu Fan with complicated eyes and said softly: "There are so many people here!"

Lu Fan said, "Then get on the carriage and chat. Thirteen, come and drive the car!"

Su Dong nodded, and the two of them turned over to the carriage.

Thirteen sat at the front of the car, his eyes with a smile. It turned out that he could only drive the most ordinary space carriage. Now this carriage has become a royal carriage pulled by dragons.

Thirteen is a person who is easy to satisfy, and he is also a little proud in his heart now.

He gently patted Feilong's body, and the Feilong soared into the air, and the guards followed in boats.

Lu Fan sat in the carriage, first filled Su Dong with a cup of fragrant tea, and then smiled and said, "It's time to say it now."

Su Dong's expression suddenly changed. He picked up Lu Fan's teacup and threw it suddenly and said, "Yeying, how dare you disobey the elder's order. Do you want to die?"

With a click, the tea cup shattered.

Lu Fan shook his head and said, "What a pity. What a good tea cup! Miss Su Dong, if you fall like this, I won't invite you to have tea in the future."

Su Dong's energy came without any ignition, and the energy on his body lit up slightly.

Lu Fan looked at her about to take action and smiled and said, "It's not good to fight with me here. Miss Su Dong, I don't know what you are angry about. But I want to tell you that I did nothing wrong. In that case, you can't kill Tang Hui. You can go back and tell Elder Suman the truth directly. Or you have recorded it yourself and just show it to her, she will understand."

Su Dong sneered and said, "Oh? Is that right? Then you tell me, why can't you do it? Why didn't I see that I can't do it? It was clearly you who let Tang Hui go."

After saying that, Su Dong slapped the table.

Suddenly, the best blue and white pear wooden table was slapped by Su Dong's palm.

The smile on Lu Fan's face also calmed down slightly, slowly stood up, carried his hands on his back, and looked at Su Dong with his eyes and said, "Didn't you see that the middle-aged man who came with Tang Hui is one of the Three Saints, the Eight-World Qian Saint!"

Lu Fan's series of eyes made Su Dong retreat involuntarily. When he heard the name of Qian Sheng of Bafang, Su Dong's expression suddenly changed: "What? Qian Sheng of Bafang is present?"

Lu Fan looked at her word by word and said, "That's right. Qian Sheng from Bafang is there. Not only that, when I was about to kill Tang Hui, he also sent a message to me. Do you know what he said? Let me tell you, eight words. Keep people under the sword to keep peace. What do you think I should do?"

Su Dong's face suddenly turned with a white face, and he was speechless.

Lu Fan continued, "It's not your turn to teach me a lesson when I do things. Go back and tell Elder Suman that I was injured in the battle today and couldn't be angry and needed to recuperate. If she sends someone like you who are not aware of right and wrong and who can only smash things to monitor me. Then I'll forgive me for not playing anymore. You can find someone else to complete the task!"

Lu Fan's voice became heavier and he waved to Su Dong: "Send out the guest!"

Su Dong was so angry that he trembled all over, but he couldn't say anything. Finally, he snorted heavily and flew out of the carriage and disappeared without a trace.

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