"Mo Fan!"

Meeting in the West Lake Teahouse, a retro boat slowly sailed into the center of the extremely cool lake. A pot of hot dragon well suddenly swept away the terrifying scene of facing the terrifying demons in Hawaii, and involuntarily integrated into this peaceful beauty of West Lake.

"Mo Fan!!"

Ling Ling stared at Mo Fan with a swelling spirit, calling Mo Fan, who was a little lost for the second time.

Mo Fan was still immersed in the changes brought to Xiaoniu by the Holy Spring of the Earth. Every soul produced by the Xiaoniu can improve Mofan's strength to a certain extent.

There are eight systems in total. If each system reaches the super level, then each system has 2401 stars, and each star strengthens them to reach the fourth level, fifth level, sixth level, and even seventh level. Then every time Mo Fan casts the most ordinary magic skill, he can create extremely terrifying power!

Most people will not use expensive spirits to strengthen their stars. The benefits they get are not high and will definitely be a waste of natural resources. But Mo Fan is different. He has the special ability to condense small loaches... If it weren't for the spirits condensed by these little loaches, Mo Fan would have long become the world's richest man. How could Zhao Manyan have done anything?

"Ah??What did you say just now?" Mo Fan came to his senses and saw the fragrant Longjing tea placed in front of him. The color was clear, so he couldn't help but pick it up and sip it.

Alas, it's so bitter...

It seems that after being stored for a long time, the tea is not good. When has it been, the unscrupulous businessmen still exist everywhere.

Now it is hard to say that everyone can survive the threat of the Siren for many years. So they can't take out some treasured good tea and enjoy the last joy??

"We just said that many ancient documents of totem point to a mysterious place. Although the coastal conditions are very complicated now, we still have to go there." Jiang Shaoxu almost knocked on the blackboard and pointed the key points.

"Sorry, sorry, I was distracted just now. After all, you have talked about so many complicated archaeological research. You know, I am a person who listens to such academic issues and does not snore directly, it is considered to be very respectful of your achievements." Mo Fan said.

"I think your mind is on the holy spring, right?" Lingling said angrily.

"No, it's mainly because it depends on which side of information is more sufficient and accurate. Speaking of which, I have actually been to the place you are talking about, but the northern border is too vast. When it comes to the uninhabited area and the Great Gobi Desert, without obvious signs, it is easy to lose the accurate direction. The Egyptians can't understand the desert looking for sand." Mo Fan just heard some of the content.

Lingling and Jiang Shaoxu mean to go to northern Xinjiang.

Now that they combined most of the totem marks, including the Qingshen of Haidong, they finally found traces of the holy totems in some documents leaked from the northern border. Mo Fan was very familiar with the pointing place, which was in the area of ​​Zhenbei Pass!

When Khufu led the undead trampling on the northern border, he almost caused a devastating blow to the northwest when the crisis broke out in the entire East Coastline. If he had not been killed and his ancient capital, the Undead Empire, I don’t know what kind of destruction would be like in the northwest now.

Now the coastal areas are facing a huge crisis, and some people have begun to migrate to the west one after another. There are cities in the northwest region constantly being built. Without the dead, the ancient capital and the northern border, a large area of ​​vast land, have become a priority for people to settle down. Although the soil here is not so suitable for planting, we can finally find a way.

"No matter what, we have to go to the ancient capital and Zhenbei Pass. Next, we may continue to walk northwest, step into the Inner Mongolia grassland, or go back to Ningxia or Qinghai." Jiang Shaoxu said.

"This holy totem is very close to us. Mo Fan, I know you are worried about the current form of the East Coastline, but we are also racing against time. Totems know siren better than us. They are the natural enemies of siren. As long as you find a holy totem that still lives in this world, you can protect the next base city!" Lingling said very seriously.

Mo Fan looked at Lingling and suddenly realized that this little girl was more mature than before. She would not have said such words before.

"What do you think? I just don't want to never drink good milk tea again." Lingling defended.

"I'm different. I'm just worried that I will never meet a cute little girl like you again." Mo Fan said with a smile.

"Mo Fan, you're enough. If you have any tricks to attack me, don't bully a child." Jiang Shaoxu said fiercely.

“…”

Lingling is right.

It just so happens that if I were looking for the totem wholeheartedly, the Chinese Army leader would be much more at ease.

"Holy totem, maybe it can really be different if you find the holy totem." Mo Fan recalled the scene of the leader of the Chinese army standing alone on the mountain facing the sea, and couldn't help but sigh.

Even the capital of the Chinese army cannot see hope. Can we really make any changes?

If you want to make a difference now, you must be a holy totem.

The road to the totem has gradually become clear, and Lingling and Jiang Shaoxu also have specific clues about the holy totem. Although they don’t know when the total attack of the sirens will arrive, just as Lingling said, they have to race against time!

"That's what it's decided." Lingling had a smile on her face, and she could finally learn the magic theory course that she had memorized at the age of seven. She could finally get rid of those little men who thought they were humorous, handsome, deep, and extremely superficial, childish, and ridiculous.

"Lingling, don't you drink yours? I'm suffering." Mo Fan said.

"This broken tea is not as good as milk tea." Lingling had no feelings for the hot Longjing. Her true love was only milk tea, less sugar, and pearls.

"Then we can basically set off when Song Feiyao arrives... Oh, Mo Fan, I began to envy you a little. There are two big houses waiting in Patonnon and Fan Snow Mountain. Usually, we are accompanied by our fixed little lovers, and we can hunt some new little fairies from time to time." Jiang Shaoxu's slender little fingers were so enchanting and empty.

"I have no objection to others saying this. You who are honest and honest with me are really helpless. If you don't want to get married, I can still worry about you. In my opinion, it is best that all beauties in the world will not get married. I can't touch them. Just looking at them is an extremely enjoyable thing." Mo Fan said frankly.

"You are so beautiful. As for me, after I have finished this vote with you, I will basically go back to my hometown to find an honest man to marry. Lingling, you must be careful. You are different now than before. You are already a beautiful woman..." Jiang Shaoxu said.

"No man is as fun as hunting monsters." Lingling said contemptuously.

Mo Fan: "..."

Jiang Shaoxu: “…”
Chapter completed!