The mouse said embarrassedly, "I heard from others that this is true or false!"

Well, this guy must have heard of some legend about magic weapons of immortals, and then he came up with the idea of ​​making a treasure map to fool people.

“Huh?”

Han Yun's mind flashed, and he unconsciously touched the black jade sign on his chest with his hand, glanced at the mouse whiskers, and said quietly: "Where did you get this treasure map?"

The mouse hesitated for a moment before saying, "A few days ago, a guy duel with someone, sold all his things, exchanged spirit stones to buy equipment. He bet this map here, saying that he would come to redeem it later!"

"In the end, that guy died of duel, right?" Han Yun said with a smile. The mouse smiled without changing his face and said, "Senior, it's true that things are as expected, it's true!"

"Well, how many spirit stones are there?" Han Yun put the parchment into the storage belt and smiled. The mouse's eyes lit up. He secretly thought that it would be better to slaughter this "fat sheep" for a few pounds of meat. Rubbed his hands and said, "I believe that seniors all know the value of the magic weapon of the immortal family. Although this is just a map, it is the key to finding the treasure. Of course, this map is only one-sixth, and I dare not speak loudly. It's only 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones!"

"Damn, it's too dark! I'm less than 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones on my body!" Han Yun couldn't help but curse, touched his nose, nodded and said, "No, I'm selling it at a low price. The value of this thing is far more than this number!"

The mouse whisper was stunned, ecstatic, and thought to himself: "I really met a lazy person this time!" The face smiled as if the chrysanthemums were blooming, and he said: "Senior is really generous. It is a waste to keep this thing underneath. It would be better to sell it to the senior at a low price!"

Han Yun said happily: "Then will it be better to have a medium-grade spirit stone of 10,000? Don't you regret it?"

The mouse whisper couldn't help but laugh secretly, and nodded frequently and said, "Just 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, I will never regret it!"

Han Yun cracked his mouth and pulled out a smile. The mouse beard was stunned and said to himself: "What are these fools laughing at?"

Han Yun stretched out his hand and said seriously: "That hand over the spirit stone and deliver the goods with the other!"

"Hehe, of course...uh...sen, it seems that the map is given to you!" A ominous premonition arose in the mouse's heart.

Sure enough, Han Yun's face darkened, and he lowered his face and said, "When did you give it to me?"

The mouse's face changed slightly, and he said carefully: "Senior is not a joke, you have put the treasure map in your storage belt!"

Han Yun rolled his eyes and said coldly: "Fuck, why don't Master Dao remember this? You dare to talk nonsense again, Master Dao is not polite to you!"

The mouse whiskers seemed to be hit by someone, and they were so angry that they trembled with their whiskers. Unexpectedly, they were pecked by the geese every day. Han Yun felt secretly proud: "It's good to be a bully occasionally, it's great!"

"Do you sell the map? If you don't sell it, you will leave!" Han Yun hugged his chest with his hands, squinted his eyes and glanced at the mouse beard, looking like a scoundrel, and he was a bunker!

"You... wait, I, Yan She, won't count it like this!" The mouse pointed at Han Yun and said with a stern look. Han Yun's face darkened, and his aura suddenly burst out. How could Yan She's cultivation level at the eighth level of Qi Refining resist the pressure of Han Yun's mid-stage foundation building! In addition, Han Yun's five elements practices together, the spiritual strength was even stronger than that of ordinary late-stage foundation building cultivators. Yan She fell to the ground with a terrified face. Han Yun smiled, took back the pressure, and waved his hand and said, "Get out quickly, take a broken map and try to fool Dao Master, don't know how to live or die!"

Yan She got up tremblingly and fled in panic! Han Yun smiled arrogantly. Seeing Yan She walking far away, she took out the map and looked carefully. She reached out and took off the black jade sign on her neck and placed it on the map. Her eyes couldn't help but condense. The two words "Han Yun" on the back of the black jade sign were flying and flying, domineering and sharp. The two characters seemed to be broken but not broken, and they were like a spear.

This black jade sign is most familiar to Han Yun. There are three lines that are undulating like waves under the word "Han Yun". Han Yun is not straight and does not understand what these three lines represent. He just looked familiar with the ups and downs of a mountain on the map, and then he remembered that it was a bit like these three lines. Han Yun couldn't help but fall into deep thought: "Is this a coincidence? This black jade sign is very magical. If it is really related to my body, then my parents will definitely not be simple!"

Han Yun stretched out his thumb and pressed it on an ink line on the map for a while, and found that it had faded. He couldn't help but laugh and cry. This thing was undoubtedly forged, and the ink traces had not been completely air-dried, but fortunately, he didn't lose much.

"Hmph!" A cold snorkeling came, Han Yun was stunned. Looking up, Chu Junchuo, wearing a yellow shirt, stood beside a tree, staring at Han Yun coldly, with a hint of resentment in his eyes, and said intently: "This little thief is really hateful. Forget it, just steal it, but bully the weak!"

Han Yun was very happy to see Chu Junchuo coming secretly, but when he saw Chu Junchuo's eyes, he felt cold and said lightly: "Why is the Lord Master here?"

Chu Junchuo glanced at Han Yun, turned around and left without saying a word. Han Yun couldn't help but secretly called bad luck. He was seen when he was a "robber" for the first time and followed him quickly. The two walked silently for a while. Chu Junchuo suddenly stopped and said indifferently: "Your escort mission has been cancelled, so you don't have to follow this hospital in the future!"

Han Yun was stunned, and an indescribable feeling rose in his heart. When he looked at Chu Junchuo's face and his eyes were cold, his heart seemed to be clenched for a while, he said: "Your injury has just improved a little..."

"You don't have to worry about the injuries in this hospital!" Chu Junchuo said coldly. Han Yun suppressed his anger and shrugged, "Okay, take care of yourself!" After saying that, he accelerated his pace and walked past Chu Junchuo.

Chu Junchuo's eyes fluctuated, his lips tightly pursed, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable. The small rhinoceros horn on the ribbon on his forehead shook slightly, and his right pink fist clenched, trying desperately to drive out the uncomfortable feeling, but looking at Han Yun's back as he was leaving, the uncomfortable feeling became stronger and stronger, and he couldn't help but want to raise his legs to chase after him. After a while, Chu Junchuo breathed a long sigh of relief. His pretty face had turned pale, with a row of small and neat tooth marks left on his lips, and fine beads of sweat oozing from the forehead.

Chu Junchuo stood quietly for a while, his face calmed down, turned around and walked in the opposite direction, his steps became much lighter. Chu Junchuo, who used to be a maverick, had a yellow shirt and a determined, and was holding a sword, seemed to be back.

Chu Junchuo thought for a long time and felt that if this continues, he would definitely fall deeper and deeper, and his sword would be completely destroyed. Finally, he made up his mind to drive Han Yun out of his heart and recover his sword heart again. So he suggested that Han Yun would not need to escort him again, so that he would not have to see him again every day and be entangled. She has always been a person with extremely strong will, but she actually suppressed the effect of "first-line pulling".

Han Yun was also extremely depressed and uncomfortable, but what he was labeled with was the "Golden Boy Master Seal" in his heart, while Chu Junchuo was labeled with the "Jade Girl Seal" in his heart, so the effect of the "First-Seam" was mainly Han Yun, and Chu Junchuo was the deputy. The deputy subordinate, so Han became the dominant between the two, and the constraints of the "First-Seam" were much less, and the discomfort in his heart was much lighter than Chu Junchuo, so he gritted his teeth and passed.

"Boss, it was him who cheated my treasure map!" Yan She walked to Han Yun with a mid-stage cultivator, and pointed at Han Yun without fear and shouted.

I saw that the middle-level cultivator in the foundation building stage was about 40 or 50 years old. He was wearing a top-grade spiritual weapon-level defense suit, carrying a long sword, his body was straight, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his body exuded an aggressive aura. He seemed to be a famous sword cultivator.

"Boy, I have the will to come with me!" The middle-aged male cultivator said in a cold tone. Han Yun was just unhappy. Since this guy came to the door, he was just right to vent his anger. He said indifferently: "Lead the way!"

A sharp light flashed in the middle-aged male cultivator's eyes, and he turned around and left. Yan Shehu glared at Han Yun with a powerful look and said coldly: "Let's go, let you know how to write the word "cry" later!"

Han Yun smiled, his eyes narrowed into two dangerous slits, he clenched his fists, and said with a smile: "Believe it or not, I'll let you know now!"

Yan She was startled and quickly caught up with the middle-aged sword cultivator. Han Yun was secretly amused and followed. The middle-aged sword cultivator led Han Yun out of a forest outside Xingtian City to stand still, and turned around and said, "Boy, hand over all the spirit stones on his body and you can get out!"

This guy seems quite conceited, and he wants a spirit stone as soon as he opens his mouth. Then, the treasure map is not mentioned at all. It seems that it is indeed a fake among the counterfeit goods.

Han Yun smiled and said, "You guys leave the storage belt and get out!"

A sharp light flashed in the middle-aged sword cultivator's eyes and said coldly: "I won't cry until I see the coffin, I have to force Master Dao to draw the sword!"

bass!

A sword light flashed, and the long sword behind the middle-aged sword cultivator flew out of the sheath, with a strong sword energy and looked quite powerful. Han Yun smiled. This guy didn't understand the sword intentions, and even Feng Duo could not compare to, let alone Chu Junchuo and Long Ruo.

The middle-aged sword cultivator was furious and said coldly: "Boy, I'll laugh until I die. I'll make you cry later!"

The battle lasted only for a cup of tea and ended. Although the middle-aged sword cultivator had the middle stage of foundation building cultivation, it was not a little worse than Han Yun, and was solved in just a few seconds.

"Senior, please spare me, I have no eyes under my eyes...ah!" Han Yun exerted a little force on his feet, and immediately the pain was so painful that the two of them were slaughtering pigs. Yan She and the two of them were stacked together. Han Yun stepped on Yan She's chest with one foot and said, "It's not counting to deceive the young master with a fake treasure map, but he's bullying him. Tsk tsk... He's so brave!"

"Senior, calm down, we just hang out with some spirit stone flowers!" Yan She said with a sad face. Han Yun reached out and pulled off the storage belts of the two of them and sneered: "You have a big appetite. A piece of broken parchment can cost 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones. Please see if you are rich!"
Chapter completed!