Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"Haha, brother Zhou, I really didn't expect that you actually have such a powerful spiritual beast. With this spiritual beast by your side, there are several other Golden Core Stage monks who are your opponents!"

Dong Zhuojun's face was full of excitement, he kept looking at Ling'er, the envy in his eyes was beyond words, and he laughed backwards without looking back.

"Hey... old man, don't call out every spirit beast. I have a name. My name is Ling'er!"

Without waiting for Wu Fan to reply, Ling'er in the distance was obviously unhappy. He shouted angrily and rolled his eyes at the other person. As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled down the storage bag and the talisman of the old man surnamed Chu. It turned into a white shadow and flew towards Wu Fan!

"Ling'er, don't mess around!"

When Wu Fan heard this from a distance, his face darkened. He looked at Ling'er who was running towards him and scolded him. Then he turned to look at Dong Zhuojun, chuckled and cupped his hands, saying:

"Haha, Brother Dong, don't be offended. Ling'er has been willful since he was a child, and his words are a little ignorant. This is all because of my favor. I will teach him well in the future!"

"Uh..., haha, brother Zhou, please don't say that. It's not Ling'er's fault. It's all a slip of the tongue. It's reasonable for Ling'er to be angry. I'm here to apologize to Ling'er!"

Dong Zhuojun couldn't help but blush, and smiled awkwardly, then he looked at Ling'er and cupped his hands, looking extremely sincere.

"Hmph, forget it, Linger, I am not a stingy person, no, I am a stingy beast, so I am not as knowledgeable as an old man like you!"

At this time, Ling'er had already arrived at Wu Fan's side. When it saw Dong Zhuojun's attitude, it waved its paws in a decent manner and said in an old-fashioned tone.

"Ling'er, you're still fooling around!"

Wu Fan was startled when he heard the words, and glanced at Dong Zhuojun in the distance. Seeing that the other party's embarrassment became more intense, his heart suddenly burned with anger. He reached out and picked up Ling'er, looked at it and shouted angrily.

"Hehe, I'm just kidding, master, don't be angry, or you may get angry and ruin your health."

Ling'er laughed playfully and reached out to hand over the storage bag and the talisman.

"Hmph, I won't let you go next time!"

Wu Fan felt helpless when he heard this. How could he be willing to punish Ling'er, so he put it down again, but did not forget to give a warning.

"Haha, Ling'er's character is so cute. Brother Zhou, don't worry. I've lived for hundreds of years, how could I take Ling'er's joking words to heart? To be honest, I really like Ling'er's character. This makes me I can’t help but think of Yuzhu when she was a child.”

Seeing this, Dong Zhuojun in the distance suddenly laughed. Of course, his words were not polite. From his eyes, one could indeed see his love for Ling'er.

"Haha, Brother Dong is laughing. Ling'er has followed me since he was a child. We have been dependent on each other for so many years, and our relationship is very deep, so he has developed this spoiled character."

Wu Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, reaching out to touch Ling'er in his arms, his eyes full of love.

When Ling'er heard this, she felt moved in her heart, and couldn't help but hug Wu Fan, saying nothing.

"Haha, I understand. As time goes by, feelings will develop. I can see that you dote on Ling'er. Just like the jade beads in my heart, I cherish them as much as my life."

Dong Zhuojun nodded with understanding. After finishing speaking, he bowed deeply to Wu Fan and said sincerely:

"I will never forget Brother Zhou's life-saving grace this time. If Brother Zhou is of use to me in the future, then I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

"Brother Dong, there is no need to say polite words. Since we have sincere friendship, we should treat each other with sincerity. Now that you are in danger, how could I not come? Even if I am in danger, Brother Dong will not come." I won’t care.”

Wu Fan waved his hand, looking very generous and without any intention of asking for favors from the other party.

"Haha, what Brother Zhou said makes me feel so happy. You are right. Since we sincerely make friends, we should treat each other with sincerity. If Brother Zhou is in danger, I will do my best to save him even if my life is at stake."

Dong Zhuojun couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, and at the same time he was moved in his heart. When he finished speaking, the expression on his face became serious.

"Haha, okay, let's not be polite. Brother Dong, there are three storage bags here, how do we distribute them?"

Wu Fan nodded with a smile, then turned over his hands and took out three storage bags, looked at Dong Zhuojun for advice and asked.

As for the storage bags of the dwarf and the man surnamed Shen, he had put them away after killing them, and there were also several people's magic weapons.

"What are you talking about, brother Zhou? You killed these three people. The storage bag belongs to you. How can I get involved?"

Dong Zhuojun's face became solemn when he heard this, and he said as if he was blaming Wu Fan!

"Haha, this is not possible. Since we are here in a team, the things we get must be distributed. Well, I just checked the three-person storage bag, and there are about five million spiritual stones in it. , I will give Brother Dong three million, and the remaining two million and some sundries will be mine. I wonder what Brother Dong wants?"

When Wu Fan heard this, he chuckled and gave his own suggestions. In fact, he also understood that even with this allocation, he still took the majority, because the three people's magic weapons and those sundries were worth several million at least.

Now that he has no shortage of spiritual stones, he seems to be more generous. In this way, if Dong Zhuojun gets some treasure that he can use in the future, he will be embarrassed to ask for it. At least he has done it today.

"This..., in this case, I am ashamed to accept it. To be honest, I really don't have many spiritual stones. Of course, if I get any treasures in the future, I won't be stingy with Brother Zhou!"

After Dong Zhuojun was silent for a moment, he nodded in agreement. In fact, he didn't want it originally, but as he said, after being poisoned for many years, his spirit stones have basically been exhausted. Coupled with Wu Fan's kindness now, After thinking about it for a while, he decided to accept it.

"Okay, if Brother Dong finds something useful to me, I won't be polite!"

Wu Fan smiled and nodded, then threw his hand and a storage bag flew towards Dong Zhuojun.

"Brother Zhou, let's leave first. The fighting was too loud before, so don't attract other people. Let's chat slowly on the way!"

After Dong Zhuojun took the storage bag, he suggested!

"Okay, if that's the case, then Brother Dong, come over and take a ride on my galloping boat. Let's leave first!"

Wu Fan agreed without thinking, so he slapped the storage bag, and the galloping boat immediately flew out, turned into a size of five feet and stopped in the air, and he also jumped into the flying boat.

"Okay, with Brother Zhou's galloping boat, we will be much safer."

Hearing this, Dong Zhuojun chuckled and nodded, then flew onto the galloping boat.

Then, the flying boat turned into a stream of light and flew away from here, disappearing into the sky in a few flashes!