Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Shangguan Shizi was very close to Fan Tianluo, but when he saw Mo Xingchen's dress like a ecstasy messenger, he immediately screamed in shock, stepped back a few steps, and stared at Mo Xingchen with a pair of eyes full of fear.

"Hey, his name is Xing Chen, how about it, he's special, he can talk." Fan Tianluo laughed.

"Can puppets talk?" Shangguan Kaifeng was frightened again, with an idiotic expression on his face.

"Why not? It depends on the level of the puppet. Generally, wooden puppets are low-level ones. Stars are not low-level puppets, but the highest-level puppets. They are the treasures of our ancestors." Fan Tianluo showed a proud look.

"It turned out to be something from Master Guoshi. No wonder it's so weird. I made a fuss." In the minds of Quan Guoren, Fan Zhizun is a freak character, who can even create such a magical maze-entangled illusion. What's so strange about talking puppets?

Mo Xingchen was secretly happy that he was finally able to appear in front of people. Fantianluo's introduction was not so abrupt. I believe everyone will know him, Fantianluo's black-robed puppet soon. If he can make a move during the five-nation disciple competition It's even better.

"Xing Chen, this is the son of the Eighth Prince, say hello to him." Fan Tianluo smiled at Mo Xingchen.

Mo Xingchen's cold and deep voice sounded immediately, staring at Shangguan Kaifeng with flickering eyes, and said, "Eight Princes." His tone was very rigid, without ups and downs, like a thoughtless puppet.

"Hahaha, I can really talk, it's amazing, Miss Fan, is this puppet for sale? If I also have such a puppet that can be carried with me, then I can walk sideways." Shangguan Kaifeng's mind improved very much.

Fan Tianluo immediately rolled his eyes, Mo Xingchen was stunned, and then he couldn't laugh or cry, this Eighth Prince is really a smart person, his mind is spinning very fast, and he has a lot of ghost ideas.

"The old ancestor said that making this one cost him countless of the most noble refining treasures. He also added his blood essence and used secret magic touches to make the stars speak. It was specially made for me. If you say it, I dare to sell it. ?"

"Uh! Hey, don't you have another golden puppet? I heard from Xiao Liang that your golden puppet appeared in the third level and destroyed the third-level illusion. Its ability is against the sky. Can you sell that one?" ?” Shangguan Qifeng still did not give up.

"Don't sell it!" Fan Tianluo became angry, "With your strength, even if I sell it to you, you can't control it. You need to be above level three to command!"

"Yes!" Mo Xingchen said a word excitedly in his heart.

Shangguan Qifeng stared at him with wide eyes, then looked at Fan Tianluo, blinked and said: "This guy still has thoughts? Can you understand what I said?"

"Nonsense, Xingchen already has spiritual intelligence. As long as it's not too complicated, he can understand it all. And once you recognize the master, it's useless even if you give it to you. You should practice hard. There are no shortcuts for cultivators!" Fan Tianluo shook her head.

Shangguan Kaifeng finally took a breather, but he looked at Mo Xingchen with infinite desire and envy.

Fan Tianluo turned her head to look around and immediately said again; "Let's go, we must see what dangers are in this fourth-level illusion, otherwise we will not explain to our ancestors when we go out." After finishing speaking, she pulled Mo Xingchen's hand Walking with hands, of course through the black robe.

Mo Xingchen looked down at the hands they were holding, but the thin lips under the black hood were parted.