Gui Feng came out of the kitchen, and Zhou Fan and Zhou Yimu stopped talking and turned to other relaxed things.

"Afan." As he spoke, the thin monkey rushed in.

Zhou Fan stood up and smiled and said, "Skinny Monkey, you are here, I have been waiting for you."

Zhou Fan took the thin monkey away. He was afraid that the thin monkey would talk nonsense and told him what happened today.

When he arrived at the yard behind the house, the thin monkey said anxiously: "Afan, what happened this afternoon? Did your partner let the monster kill him?"

Zhou Fan did not hide it and told Shouhou in detail about what happened today. After all, Shouhou is likely to encounter such a thing.

The thin monkey turned pale when she heard this, and her voice trembled: "So it's so dangerous, that's Afan. If I met it, I would definitely die."

Today's incident shocked the thin monkey. He practiced martial arts next, and he became more diligent without Zhou Fan's supervision. In just two hours, he mastered the simpler tiger's claw washing in the four styles of awakening.

After Zhou Fan completed today's four-stage practice of awakening, he ignored the thin monkey who was practicing, but sat down and began to ponder.

His face was as calm as iron. It was very dangerous to face the monster today. If my brother hadn't distracted Zheng Zhenmu's attention at the critical moment, the result would be unpredictable.

Fortunately, the weirdo had very low intelligence, otherwise he would never have turned around and wanted to kill the man at that time.

However, this battle also showed two problems. The first is that his strength was still too poor. Zheng Zhenmu could be comparable to him just by possessing himself. Later, Zheng Zhenmu's strength continued to increase, which led to him being beaten to retreat.

The second is that his sword technique is too bad, he can only chop and chop. Facing long weapons like long spears, he doesn't know how to kill and injure the opponent in close proximity, which makes the situation stalemate.

You can practice sword skills yourself, and you will always become more and more proficient, but improving your strength is a difficult problem...

Zhou Fan frowned. Now his strength has increased every day, but it is still too slow. He doesn't know when he will encounter monsters in the patrol. With his initial level of strength, it is difficult to deal with monsters at the Black Game level.

After thinking hard for a while, Zhou Fan looked up and found that it was not too early, so he started to rush the skinny monkey home. He also went back to the house to wash and go to bed.

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...

Zhou Fan opened his eyes, and the gray mist still reflected in his eyes. He used to looking around, but his eyes quickly froze and he saw the mist!

A small red mud fire stove on the square table was equipped with a bronze pot, and bright yellow flames rose in the stove.

The water in the bronze pot was boiling.

The mist stretched out the chopsticks and picked up the slices of the porcelain plate next to it, put them into the hot pot. In less than a few seconds, a piece of black meat as thin as paper was thrown into his mouth.

Zhou Fan could smell the fragrance in the pot when he approached.

Zhou Fan did not ask where Wu had been in the past few days, nor did he even rush to speak, but waited quietly.

Wu glanced at Zhou Fan and said, "You don't have to wait until I finish eating before speaking."

Zhou Fan smiled and said, "I really don't know what to ask you."

He had a lot of things to ask, but when he saw Wu, he swallowed it back into his stomach. It was useless to ask many things. He knew Wu would not answer him.

Wu's face was calm, and he glanced at a corner of the table, and an hourglass appeared in that corner.

The sand on the top of the hourglass had just fallen, and Zhou Fan looked at the hourglass and asked, "Is this my time on the boat tonight?"

"Yes." Wu picked up another meatball, put it in the pot and rolled it, before putting it in his mouth and chewing it. "I believe you know, I don't show up often, I will go to bed occasionally, and you can't make a noise when I'm fine."

Zhou Fan nodded and said, "So you have gone to bed these days, so I have to cherish time. Can you tell me what would happen if I practiced in Huihe Space?"

"Aren't you practicing these nights?" Wu replied casually, focusing on the ingredients of the bronze hotpot.

"I mean practicing such as inhaling vital energy." Zhou Fan said in more detail.

The foggy chopsticks stopped, and he looked at Zhou Fan seriously and said, "I want to know? You just try it yourself?"

Zhou Fan smiled and said, "Mur, you know my personality very well. If you are not sure, I will not try it easily."

Wu picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, and did not put it in the hot pot, but swallowed it raw and said, "That's your own problem."

"If Wu doesn't know, then forget it." Zhou Fan sighed and said.

Wu sarcastically said, "What's the use of such a clumsy provocation? But you're right, I really don't know."

Zhou Fan was stunned and said, "Even Wu doesn't know. Haven't the boat boarders made such an attempt before?"

Wu sneered: "How could it be that there is no? In fact, they have done everything that the boarders have done on this ship, no matter what you want or what you didn't expect."

"But some things are destined to be unanswered. Some of those who try to inhale their vitality have great benefits, some die on the boat, and some have no effect at all."

Zhou Fan's face changed slightly: "How come there are three results?"

If all boarders are human, the difference is too big.

Wu said indifferently: "How do I know?"

Zhou Fan was silent. He didn't know whether the fog was true or not or not, but this question could only end here. "How long does it take to fish for a time?"

A strange smile appeared on the fog's face. He let go of the chopsticks in his hand, which turned into gray fog. With a light wave of his hand, everything else on the red clay stove on the square table disappeared.

The fog drifted on the square table, and there were seven fishing rods of different colors.

"One fishing once, one year's life span, but the exception is the dark gray fishing rod. The dark gray fishing rod can be fished twice a year, but two opportunities will require you to use it overnight." Wu sat down and explained, "If you want to use it, just do it."

Zhou Fan looked at the dark gray fishing rod, and frowned and asked, "Why can the dark gray fishing rod be fished twice, but the other fishing rods can only be fished once?"

Wu smiled and said, "Because other fishing rods are fixed, such as the light purple fishing rod you used to catch elixirs. If you want elixirs, use the light purple fishing rod, but the dark gray fishing rod is random."

Zhou Fan's heart moved slightly. He got a lot of useful information from the fog's mouth. He said again: "Why don't you know what other colors of fishing rods can catch?"

The expression of impatience appeared on the foggy face: "If you want to know, you'll know it by trying it yourself."

Zhou Fan deliberately smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid this won't work. I only have four years of life. Even if I use all the fishing baits as fishing, I can't try all the fishing rods, unless I can use other things as bait..."

As he said this, his eyes were staring at the fog.
Chapter completed!