HLnovel Chapter 127
Chapter 127
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The headquarters of the Modu Han Tomb is located in the Central Han Tomb Building of the Modu City.
The momentum is magnificent, much more domineering than Lin’an.
Fan Jian fell, pushed the door and walked directly in.
“Hello, this is the Han tomb, outsiders can’t approach!”
As soon as Fan Jian entered the door, the two warrior security guards directly stopped him.
Fan Jian pierced two rays of light, too lazy to say more to them, his figure walked a few steps strangely, bypassing them and walking directly in.
The speed is fast, the pace is mysterious, they judge completely.
I can only watch my back disappear.
“This is… How can ~ can! ”
“There is an enemy attack, there is an enemy attack -, quickly press the alarm.”
“Beep beep…”
Suddenly, a shrill and anxious siren sounded throughout the building.
All the Han tomb staff were shocked, and instantly got up from their workstations and prepared for battle.
It is really rare for someone to forcibly break into the Han Tomb Mansion.
Fan Jian walked into the elevator.
“He went to the top floor, Lord Xuanyuan is in retreat, stop him!” The security guard shouted in a low voice over the walkie-talkie: “Don’t disturb Lord Xuanyuan to break through.” ”
The elevator goes all the way up.
“Ding…”
Once at the top, the elevator opens.
In the eyes, it was a group of warriors, blood and qi gushing, ready for battle, full of fighting intent.
“Fan… Fan Tsuka Soul! ”
“Lord Ninth Tomb Soul, why are you!”
Suddenly, a surprised voice sounded, and everyone turned their heads to see a female warrior behind looking at Fan Jian blankly, and the computer on her desk was playing the return visit just now.
The camera approached and clearly captured Fan Jian’s face.
In comparison, exactly the same.
“Shhhhh
Everyone gasped.
The crowd quickly dispersed.
The atmosphere in the air was condensed, and there was some frost.
A layer of cold sweat secreted from the brains of this group of people.
They are completely overwhelmed.
How could Fan Tsuka soul forcibly break into the Han tomb, damn arrangement, shit!
At this time, a person ran up quickly, with a strong apology, and before the person arrived, a voice came: “Lord Fan, I’m really sorry, we… The two warriors on duty just now did not watch the live broadcast, and they sounded the alarm in a hurry, this…”
“I’m really sorry, I’m the director here, you have anything to order.”
“It’s okay, where is Lord Xuanyuan?” Fan Jian waved her hand.
How could he care about such a trifle.
Not to mention, still on their own family territory.
“Just practice from above.” The man quickly pointed down the stairs at the rear.
This is the passage to the top level.
The elevator is not directly accessible at all.
“Hmm.”
Fan Jian didn’t say much, and under the gaze of everyone, she walked up.
“Brother Xuanyuan, you are looking for me!”
Fan Jian went up, and Xuanyuan Hetu was standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the magic capital in the carnival.
“Here it is. Sit fast. When Xuanyuan Hetu saw Fan Jian, he quickly patted the sofa next to him and invited Fan Jian to sit down.
The picture of Xuanyuan River shows Fan Jian pouring tea.
His eyes looked directly at Fan Jian, and the admiration and adoration in his eyes were not.
He thought that he would live for tens of thousands of years to keep pace with Fan Jian.
Into the deep sea, descending into the sea tribe.
This kind of operation, except for Fan Jian, can not be done at all.
In addition to admiration, or admiration.
“This time, I really thank you for saving the magic capital.”
“This group of guys, if it weren’t for you, the magic capital would be broken, and there would be no luck!”
“I really didn’t expect that the Demon Capital was already empty, and I don’t know when the Yun family turned to the Sea Clan. This is my great dereliction of duty, and I have pleaded guilty to the Lord of the Tomb. ”
“Alas… Fortunately, there are nine brothers, otherwise the whole city clan, how should it be good. ”
“It is my honor to work with you in this life.”
Xuanyuan Hetu sighed, his face was afraid and lucky.
If there were no Fan Jian, today’s consequences would be unimaginable.
“Slap Yunba to death, and destroy the fleeing Heavenly King, it’s really …”
Xuanyuan Hetu was a little speechless.
Cardiac congestion.
So far, he has not yet entered the realm of the heavenly king.
But Fan Jian, people can now shoot three heavenly kings to death with one hand, and this gap is greater than the gap between people and dogs.
Fan Jian smiled and asked, “Brother Xuanyuan said and smiled.” I don’t know if the old brother is so anxious this time, is there something wrong. ”
Just outside the city just now, Xuanyuan Hetu only passed two words to him: “Quickly return!” ”
In a hurry, Fan Jianye did not stay too long and walked in directly.
“I’m fine, it’s the tomb owner and his old man, he’s looking for you.” Ninth brother, please here. ”
“Tomb Master?” Fan Jian frowned.
He was a little curious about this tomb owner, but he didn’t understand what the tomb owner could do to find himself.
Could it be that the crisis of the three states of the Northern Han Dynasty?
When this thought sounded, Fan Jian quickly got up, did not dare to delay, and followed Xuanyuan Hetu into the room.
The room was huge with a huge screen in the middle.
“Jiudi, you wait a bit, the tomb owner will contact you immediately, I’ll go out first, just call me if there is anything.” Xuanyuan Hetu nodded to him.
He took Fan Jian to the place and walked out.
The tomb owner Wunian named Fan Jian alone, and he couldn’t be there.
The screen hasn’t lit up yet.
Fan Jian walked to the window and looked down, on the street, there were already flowers, full of joy, and even some cheers could be heard here.
Couples hugging each other on the street, children riding on their fathers’ necks, old people walking with crutches…
·· 0 Ask for flowers…
Like Lin’an in the past, on this day, all the residents of the magic capital walked out.
Only by experiencing despair can we appreciate the true meaning of life.
When the dark clouds that have accumulated in their hearts have lifted, no one will not cheer out the ease of their hearts.
Music, ringing.
A high-pitched voice echoed around.
Suddenly, there was some commotion at the end of the street.
At the same time, a huge amount of angry curses and mockery erupted.
Fan Jian looked at it and smiled, it turned out that Hong Meng was walking in the front, and behind him pulled a string of traitors from the major forces of the Demon Capital.
The Han tomb locked them all up, modeled after the ancient parade streets.
Expose their ugly crimes.
Fan Jian looked at Lehe.
A variety of familiar pictures are staged.
What rotten vegetable leaves, what rotten eggs…
………….
The people of the Modu tribe are already disgusted from the bottom of their hearts for this group of people, thinking about the resistance that did not contribute a few days ago and the remarks of Yunba and others today.
They have no place in the magic capital.
“You shall not live.”
Fan Jian shook her head, but there was no pity in her voice.
“It’s hilarious.”
Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him.
Fan Jian turned her head with a smile, and the screen had already lit up.
Small courtyard, willow tree, recliner, old man.
Needless to say, this old man is ageless.
Fan Jian stood up straight.
Wu Nian was sitting on a chaise longue with a bunch of grapes in his hand.
Hairy, but shining.
“Lord Tomb Master!” Fan Jian saluted.
It was this ordinary old man who single-handedly created the Han tomb that guarded the Han Kingdom.
His promotion of the revival of Spiritual Qi and the cultivation of martial artists can be said to be the cornerstone of the martial artists of the Han Kingdom.
This gift, Fan Jianxing’s heart is willing, and his heart is sincere.
“Well, sit.” Wu Nian put the grapes down and looked at Fan Jian with a smile.
“You did a great job this time, completely to my surprise. In fact, I don’t hide from you, when you entered the sea, I was still wondering if I was going to make an exception to go out of the capital to save you this time. ”
“Oh, a hero out of a boy. The Holy Emperor of the Sea Clan, the Dragon Clan submits, such merits, not to mention others, even I envy yo. ”
“Lord Tomb Master Liao Zan.” Fan Jian smiled.
“No, this is a must be praised.” Wu Nian looked at Fan Jian with a kind face, and he could see that he was very happy. “And also promoted to the Heavenly King, very good, very good, my Terran race, finally a Tianjiao who can see has appeared.”
Fan Jian smiled: “I don’t know if the tomb owner is looking for me, what’s the matter.” ”
“Haha, it’s not a big deal, it’s just that I want to meet you, and when you return to Lin’an to deal with the matter at hand, come to Kyoto.”
“I invite you to drink Yu!” _
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