Chapter 2287

The matter had been settled, but the little mouse told the treasure without delay. He even put the treasure in Lin Fan's hand. Lin Fan was a little surprised at this scene.

I'm afraid it's not that it's an easy thing for a little mouse. This makes Lin Fan a little doubt whether he promised to be too relaxed.

"Little mouse, it's just a cloth. You say it's the treasure of the ghost emperor. Am I such a fool?"

Left and right up and down inside and outside to see a time, Lin Fan curled his lips: "go on like this again, I can be angry, with a piece of cloth, this is insulting my intelligence quotient."

It's a piece of cloth, and it's dirty. It's a treasure of the ghost emperor. It's just bullshit. Not only the title of ghost emperor is insulted, but also his head. How to say that the treasure is conservative should be spirit stone and so on.

"This is the treasure. I won't cheat you for such a long time."

Seeing Lin Fan's anger, the little mouse explained in a panic: "this is not cloth, it's martial arts. The ghost emperor was a sword maniac before his life, and he had been studying swordsmanship all his life, which recorded all his life experience."

"Little mouse, what you want to say is a piece of cloth."

Throwing the cloth to the ground, Lin Fan sneered, "there is no word. Can you change it?"

"Let me think, let me think. There must be words on it. I remember there is a way."

After grabbing his head, the little mouse remembered immediately, picked up the cloth on the ground and climbed to the stone statue in front of him. He wiped hard at the stone statue's eyes and slowly saw something on the cloth.

"Look, boy, this is really a treasure. I didn't cheat you."

Seeing the words on the cloth, the little mouse sighed with a sigh of relief: "to be a man, we must be honest. We say that we can't cheat people."

"I check and check, if it's really a treasure, I won't break my promise. I'll take you out and pretend to take you out to fly. You can choose what's delicious and spicy."

After throwing down this sentence, Lin Fan picked up the cloth and walked to one side, slowly his eyes lit up. As the little mouse said, this is indeed the treasure of the ghost emperor, which records the ghost emperor's lifelong learning.

But a little different is that this is not a sword score, but a sword score. It may be strange for ordinary martial arts, but it's just right for Lin fan, who has a throwing knife.

"It's a worthwhile trip. I've made a lot of money this time. Ha ha."

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Lin fan sets up the array within a meter around him, and then learns this Sabre manual. Although the time to come to the Prefecture was not short, he did not want to waste too much time.

Coyote didn't dare to touch his eyes again. Close to Lin Fan's side, he was surprised to find that he seemed to be able to become more and more powerful.

At this moment, while Lin Fan was practicing ghost emperor's sword spectrum, the meditation mage outside suddenly opened his eyes. After a deep look at the wall, he stood up, brushed his hands back and brushed his robe. His eyes were frozen.

"The mage is not good. The reapers are coming."

Monk Wuneng ran in quickly, looking flustered: "different from the previous attacks, they are afraid to pour out their nests this time. They want to really treat our temple."

"It's about time. It's time to move on."

Master Jingxin said coldly: "tell everyone to keep the temple tower. This war will affect the development of the underworld."