Chapter 814

When Han Fei heard that there was no cell on the fourth floor, he was speechless.

So, Xue Shenqi locked himself in with an unknown and mysterious power? I'm crazy about music. What do I want to eat seashells? What if I was robbed?

However, he turned to think: if it is really that top-notch strong, there is no reason to rob things with a younger generation. How much did you lose?

Again, if Xue Shenqi wants to kill himself, he will not shut himself up in the star prison. Just find a reason. What can't you do? Why send yourself to the fourth floor of broken star prison.

After thinking about it, Han Fei was not afraid of it. He didn't let himself die anyway.

Han Fei walked into the border without hesitation. Seeing Zhang Teng, he didn't know. So, does his heart say that this kid has such a big heart? I especially dare not enter the place as warden, you laugh and go in?

Since I can't think about it, Zhang Teng is too lazy to think about it.

It's all big people. No one can stir them up. It's not that he's afraid of mob college, but that it's a college with many legends, which can't be speculated by common sense.

……

As soon as Han Fei entered the border, the whole people were shocked.

This is the other side of the space, just like the broken star one, which is built in a secret place.

Han Fei saw a garden, sending out all kinds of flowers of strange light, competing to bloom, just like those shining water plants seen in Wanyao valley.

At the foot is a piece of land with trees and woodlands in the distance. In the field of vision, there is a large area of natural open-air vegetable field, a curved river, and a small house by the river.

In front of the house, there are several stone platforms, on which are scattered some fish skin.

In front of one of the stone platforms, a middle-aged man dressed in gray cloth and with very neat hair is writing with a pen in his hand.

This prison is exactly the same as Han Fei's imagined prison.

Broken star prison, call this prison? Whose prison was built so well?

He did not lift his head, but still wrote something seriously. This is to let Han Fei for a while. I don't know what to do.

Han Fei thought: that's the strong! I can't go up and say, "what do you write? Can I help you with your long eyes? "

If they do that, will they slap themselves to death?

Han Fei paused for a long time, but saw the man's eyelids slightly raised, looked at Han Fei, and said casually, "build the house by yourself, chop the wood by yourself, and cook in the kitchen by yourself."

Han Fei:

Han Fei says speechless: so easy-going? He spoke softly, without any airs or the authority of the strong.

Han Fei couldn't help but say, "where is the kitchen?"

The man wrote something else, seemed to be very satisfied with his work, and nodded with admiration. Then he straightened up and looked at a stone platform by the river: "there!"

Han Fei swept away at a glance. What do you call a kitchen? That is a stone platform Eh! Wait a minute. What's that up there, the seasoning box?

Han Fei wanted to ask, "brother, when did you wear it? Why are you so arrogant? "

With Han Feiyi's perception, he then found out what kind of seasoning is that? They are all kinds of dried fruits. Some of them are indeed ground.

Han Fei thought for a moment and said, "where is my house?"

The man did not raise his head, and continued to write: "you are free! This place is so big and empty. "

Han Fei found that his strength was still there. The spirit here is also very strong. In all aspects, they were not suppressed and didn't care.

If you want me to build a house, I'll do it. What are you afraid of?

A moment later, the labor shrimp day day, dragging a few trees, quickly ran over. Han Fei cut many pieces of wood at will.

“Duang…… Duang……”

"Ding Ding!"

Han Fei really set up a tree house.

In the middle, he listened to the middle-aged man who wrote: "be impetuous and do things carefully. The house, after all, is used for living. How many boards are knocked and beaten, even if it is over? "

Han Fei's heart moved, and the shrimp day stopped. Han Fei couldn't help saying, "then, build a palace?"

The man smiled lightly: "I'm sorry When doing things, starting from small things, building a house is the same as cultivating, and the foundation should be firmly laid. We need to make up for the shortcomings in all aspects. The training and application of war skills should be closely matched and rebuilt. "

Han Fei's eyelids jumped a few times: Well, you're a big guy, you're talking. Can't I take my time?

Han Fei hasn't figured out the way of this man. He always feels strange. He has to manage even building a house.

Before Han Fei could go on, the man suddenly said, "the contractual spirit beast doesn't know how to appreciate and has no aesthetics. The wood has been nailed and cracked. Do it yourself! "

Han Fei took a breath: "OK, I'll do it myself."

Shrimp day was rejected by others, Han Fei immediately took it back.

Han Fei said in his heart: don't you just build a house? Look at me coming out with a little farewell.Han Fei took a knife and began to do it by himself. He took some materials out of the refining world and made a hammer, a pile of nails, a plane and some carving knives.

Han Fei thought: anyway, there's nothing left or right. I'll set up a "little farewell field" to scare you to death.

Han Fei cleaned up a lawn of about 100 square meters, surrounded a small yard first, and the sharp wooden fence fenced the ground out. There is no wind or wave here, and the ground is leveled directly without foundation, and the ground piles are erected.

One day, Han Fei was building a house. The man was writing. He didn't interfere with each other.

When Han Fei built the house in half, the man said lightly, "go cook!"

Han Fei:

Before, to build a house, now I want to cook? Did you call me a servant?

Han Fei sneers. I'll use a hot pot to scare you to death.

When Han Fei went to the stone platform by the river, he found that there was an extra swallow Seashell here.

Only listen to the human: "the material is in it, choose by yourself, use by yourself."

Han Fei picked up the tuna seashell, swept it, and was stunned: "fog grass, Jiaolong? Golden carp? Hunyuan clam? Three changes of ginseng? "

At that time, Han Fei was dumbfounded: is this too luxurious?

Han Fei took a deep breath and quietly took out the long tail golden carp cover. This carp is not big. It's only half a meter in size. It should be good for making sweet and sour carp.

As a result, Han Fei was stunned when he took it out.

[name] eight tailed golden carp (death)

[introduction] a kind of enlightenment fish. It can be seen in the special abyss of the sea. It has the blood of a dragon, the speed is extremely fast, and it has the ability to twinkle. The eight tailed feather can break out strange swords with the help of the mysterious power of the heaven and the earth. It can't be stopped by non divine soldiers.

[grade] 62

[quality] bizarre (variation)

[contains aura] 58652 points

[edible effect] eating it, can improve the perception 3 times in a short time

[can collect] eight tail feathers, an inch of gold scale

[can absorb]

"gudu!"

Han FeiMeng is confused.

62?

Variation creatures in strange species?

Three times more savvy?

Dragon blood? Is this a carp?

Han Fei took a breath, thought about it, and threw out the things like Jiaolong. This thing is more than 20 meters, not big. Just, Han Fei is not sure.

After all, I haven't eaten this thing! There are two corners on the head. Is that a big tonic? Will it be the same as velvet?

At the next moment, in Han Fei's eyes, information emerges.

[name] mirongjiao

[introduction] Hailing Jiaolong in the deep sea has the blood of a dragon, and its power is extremely great. It can generate mirongmirage with the power of 5 waves between rolling and clapping tail.

[grade] 63

[quality] bizarre (variation)

[contains Reiki] 48652 points

[edible effect] long-term consumption can significantly improve blood gas, strength, flesh and blood, bone strength

[can be collected] angle of milong, milong tendon, milong blood, Longya, dragon scale, dragon bone, longan

[can be absorbed]

"gudu!"

Han Fei swallows saliva, this is a treasure of special meow, is it used as rice to eat?

Han Fei secretly glanced at the middle-aged man who was writing. Who told me this was a prisoner? This is a big man. Can prisoners eat this? Prisoner a ball?

Han feileng is there. He has always felt that he usually has enough luxury, who knows there is more luxury?

There are still several kinds left. He didn't dare to see them. He just thought that these creatures were not fragrant when they were taken out as materials? He took it to seal the spirit, didn't it smell good? Why eat it?

That person sees Han Fei to still stay Leng, can't help urging way: "hurry up, the meal point is fast arrived."

"Oh, oh!"

Han Fei wanted to use his own materials to refine the world. Now think about it, it seems a bit humiliating, then don't take it out.

It's just that Han Fei has been guessing for a long time: I haven't eaten a dragon! How to make this thing? It's nerve racking.

Han Fei sighs a little: forget it, make sweet and sour carp first!

To think about this, Han Fei put the eight golden carp on the stone platform, and there was a superb long knife in his hand. After cleaning up the carp, he was going to take out the fishy veins on both sides, and then he inclined the knife at an angle of 45 degrees to cut the fish evenly.

Results.

Such a knife went down, a spark flashed out.

Han Fei:

Han Fei swallowed a mouthful of saliva again, looked at the best artifact in his hand, now cooking, even the utensils of Temo are conditioned?

Han Fei looked at the middle-aged man, but he didn't respond. He clenched his teeth and put away the best long Dao. He took out the heaven and earth sword."Pooh!"

This time, at last, it can be cut.

However, what Han Fei didn't know was that when he took out the heaven and earth sword, the middle-aged man's mouth slightly raised a faint smile.

Han Fei was about to clean up, so he listened to the middle-aged man: "tail and scales, you keep them."

Han Fei's mind moved: is it eight tail feather and one inch of gold scale? He has been paying attention to these two things for a long time. How can he ask for them?

However, looking at the middle-aged people's light appearance, Han Feixin said: maybe people don't care at all.