Martial Arts Peak

Leaving the tower, chen fan is full of doubts.

First of all, where is the headquarters of the psychic alliance in Uncle Feng's mouth? Lianxuan Kyoto is just a small branch. What a huge force is the alliance?

Moreover, according to the words of Uncle Feng, chen fan also feels that the world outlook of the other party seems to be different from that of himself. However, chen fan does not know what the specific point is.

And what are the books that almost fill the whole tower?

Everything, eventually turned into doubts, filled in the bottom of my heart, waiting for the time when the time is ripe, chen fan a little bit to solve his doubts.

With a long breath, chen fan stepped away, and he did not choose to leave the North City, because there is a more important thing not done!

Chen Fan wants someone to refine the phagocytic crystal.

Today's cold light sword has been completely useless, chen fan is now in need of a handy weapon.

When he inquired Wu Aiguo before, chen fan knew that there was a very famous craftsman in the great Xuan kingdom in Beicheng.

This man's name is Huo chongtian, and he is said to be refined without anything.

Chen fan is going to search for Huo chongtian and ask the other party to help refine the long sword.

According to Wu Aiguo's guidance, chen fan walked through the alleys and finally found a dilapidated mansion.

There is no plaque on the front door. It looks like a deserted house. Even the original vermilion gate has been painted off, and a thick layer of dust has fallen on it.

Chen Fan stepped forward to call the door, but the door was not locked. He pushed it open with a little push.

"Zhiya..."

the old gate makes a sour sound, and Chen Fan looks into the interior, where there are weeds and deep silence.

"Is master Huo at home?" Chen Fan called, and there was no response, but he could clearly feel the breath of someone moving.

Stepping into the mansion, chen fan strides over the front yard and walks towards the inner house.

Even the stones on the ground are all covered with moss at the moment. Chen fan is really hard to believe that such a house is actually inhabited.

After entering the inner house, chen fan saw a figure squatting on the ground in the distance. His hair was gray and his hair was Dishevelled. His clothes looked like a beggar.

"Master Huo, I'm chen fan, please..."

"stop! "Chen Fan did not speak a word, squatting on the ground with a raging fire, and then interrupted him with a roar:" if you disturb my powerful general, I will not settle accounts with you boy! "

Chen Fanshun looked at each other's eyes. At the moment, there was a fist size bamboo box with holes all around.

In the bamboo box, chen fan clearly saw the dying crickets.

Well, it's not hard to know from the words of the fire that this cricket is called majestic general...

Chen fan can feel that this cricket is not long ago, and the two long tentacles on his head are hanging on one side.

But the fire was so high that the whole person was so sad that his tears would fall down. He held the bamboo box and cried and howled: "my mighty general, how can you just leave me like this? I'm waiting for you to beat all the invincible men in xuanjing."

Fire into the sky, the state at the moment is extremely miserable, just like the white hair people send black hair people, hear sad, see tears.

Chen Fan didn't expect that he came at such a bad time. After pondering for a long time, he could only hold out a sentence and say, "how about you, senio