God-level Delivery Man from Ten Thousand Realms

Curtis looked at Jiang Fan curiously:

"Master, do you have any clues?"

"Well, there was a sect called Shanhai Branch Zong who asked us to trouble, do you remember?"

Uncle Zhong nodded:

"I know that it was precisely to attract them that the young master deliberately appeared in Citi."

"Yes, after I fought with them in Citi, I got news that there was a disciple named Tang Zhen in the Shanhai Branch Sect. This person is actually a member of God, Curtis, you pass this news to Zhao. Ogawa."

"Yes!"

Curtis's face shook, and then he laughed:

"Master, that mountain and sea branch dare to trouble us, since you are back now, do we have to...hehehe!"

The others looked at each other, and they also made a wretched laugh.

Just at this time.

"Jiang Fan? Are you back?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded at the door.

Jiang Fan turned his head and saw that the person who came was wearing a clown mask, and it was dust!

Jiang Fan's eyes just brightened!

Compared to the masters of the Jiang family, Chen Ai is definitely the most talented one!

The decomposition technique of the Ten Plagues ability, given time, must be a character like Tianding Shiji!

It's just that the dust is still undecided, so after the strange thing auction, Jiang Fan let her stay in Jiangzhai.

Originally, when he came back this time, he was going to give Dust the bottle of green wood liquid, but Jiang Fan drank the remaining half of the bottle during the fourth revolution.

What if I can't get it out? It seems that you have to change the method of flicking.

"Dust! I thought you were gone!"

Jiang Fan rushed towards the dust with a look of enthusiasm, and took her hand in one hand:

"Oh, long time no see, I really want to kill me!"

The dust was a little veiled, especially when Jiang Fan held her hands and met Jiang Fan's enthusiastic eyes, which made her feel uncomfortable.

"You, you, don't talk nonsense, remember what you promised me? What about the beauty lotion you said?"

"Oh! You, a man who wants that thing to use as a fart!"

Jiang Fan said, slapped Dust's ass!

The dust was completely square, his body was stiff, and his eyes were full of shock and looked at Jiang Fan.

And Jiang Fan stretched out his arm and put his arm around Dust's shoulder:

"Let me tell you, I went out this time, but I found something better than beauty lotion, that thing..."

"what!!!"

The dust roared suddenly!

All the sofas, tables and chairs in the living room were blown into dust for a while!

The huge violent man directly sat on the ground.

Jiang Fan shuddered in shock, and then took two steps back.

And the dust has stared at Jiang Fan fiercely:

"Two days! Two more days at most! If you don't give me the beauty lotion, I will never end with you!"

After saying this, Chen Ai turned around and left!

Having been out of the villa, turning to the corner, the dust started to breathe, and a hand was firmly covering his heart.

For the first time in her life, her heart beats so fast!

asshole!

That **** Jiang Fan!

Actually filmed myself...

damn it!

Take advantage of yourself!

Damn it!

In the living room, Jiang Fan chuckled. The method was a bit nasty, but it worked!

Only Wang Yi was bitter:

"Oh, leather sofa! Sandalwood furniture! Prodigal!"

While the crowd was patted all over the dust, they all talked:

"Don't be emotional, you can earn it back once you go out!"

"Talk about business, Master, when will you go to Shanhai Branch to pick up the bargain?"

"Let me say kill it now!"

"This time I'm leading the charge violently!"

"I am going too!"

Jiang Fan waved his hand:

"What's the rush? Don't want to see what gift I brought you?"

"Huh? There are still gifts?"

The crowd was taken aback.

And Jiang Fan made a big move, and the next moment, the bunch of treasures that had been swept from the trial had "crashed", and they all spilled out!

Everyone was stunned!

Especially Curtis!

As a veteran necromancer, before meeting Jiang Fan, although he was good at cooking, his knowledge was definitely enough!

And most of the things seized in the trial were not righteous, and for more than 70% of these things, even if Curtis didn't know the name, he could see the usefulness and value!

"I, my mother... Master is here! This, so many good things, Master, you, didn't you blow up the Dark Council?"

Curtis stammered at Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan shook his head:

"That's not enough, I just gave the warehouse of the trial house."

"puff!"

Curtis almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

The others also opened their mouths wide, looking at Jiang Fan in horror!

"Hey, robbed the trial house?"

"Fuck! It might as well blow up the Dark Council!"

"It's over, don't think of China in this life, the Bright Council is just a mouse's den!"

"Master, you, you are too crazy!"

"Dylan! Why don't you persuade Barkley to be killed by an adult?"

"If Barkley dies, the enmity will be great!"

The crowd is crazy!

As for whether Jiang Fan could kill Barkley, no one doubted. After all, for them, Jiang Fan's abnormality, even if it could kill the Pope!

Dylan gave a dry cough:

"Hua Xia does not believe in religion, so the news is relatively late. You don’t know. Your lord is now a saint of the Council of Light. The lord takes these things from the trial office, just like pulling two toilet papers. There is no difficulty. ..."

The crowd was dull.

"Holy, saint?!"

"The Council of Light is crazy, right?"

"Ha! Ha! Ha! If the master can be a saint, Curtis will be the incarnation of the God of Light!"

However, seeing the expressions of Jiang Fan and Dylan, everyone went crazy!

It's actually true!

Curtis was the first to break down, squatted directly to the corner, and started counting with his fingers.

"The saint is the most devout believer of the Council of Light. The master is a saint. I am the slave of the Master. Then I am also a believer of the Council of Light? A necromancer who belongs to the camp of the Light? On top of that, if I can reach this point, Curtis can be regarded as the ancestor of Guangzong, right?"

The others were also panting.

After more than ten minutes, the mood of the crowd eased.

Immediately after a new round of emotions erupted, a group of people, like wild cats rushing into the garbage dump, began to rush to pull up what they were looking for.

This time it was Jiang Fan's turn to have a headache:

"Slow down, don't grab it!"

"Ponditioner! Are you a mage, do you have a fart with mace? Hurry up and be violent!"

"Curtis! Put down the flying knife! That's a hidden weapon!"

"Renata, don't just pick the good-looking ones. Can the demon crystal in front of you work?"

"Xiaoyue! What are you doing as a swordsman? The punch is for Long Yan!"

"..."

"Damn! No matter how random you are, no one will want to go to the mountains and seas to divide the clan with me!"

Jiang Fan's voice is really easy to use, and a group of people finally calmed down.

Jiang Fan looked at Wang Yi:

"Let people clean up all these things and put them in the warehouse of Jiangzhai, and then divide them when they are all together."

"Go!"

Wang Yi smiled and said, but he suddenly moved his eyes and picked up something:

"Master, why is there a cell phone in it? Did you get it wrong?"