Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"Alas! I didn't encounter any adventures, but I did encounter some troubles. This time I came back to find you. I want to ask you for help with something!"

After Wu Fan saw the other party's expression, he couldn't help but grin, so he shook his head again, sighed, and said something without beginning or end.

"Ask me for help? Haha, it's easy to talk. Brother Wu, if you need anything, just ask me. As long as I can do it, I will try my best to help you. But there is one thing I have to say in advance. Now the islands in the Blue Shark Sea are all There is an island owner. If Brother Wu still wants an island, then this matter may be difficult to handle. Of course, if it is someone else, there is no need to discuss it, but Brother Wu, it is different. With our relationship , Even if it is difficult, I will give you a top-quality island, but if you want to get through it, it will take a lot..., um..., haha, Brother Wu, can you understand what I mean?"

After Nama Wanjie heard this, a hint of joy suddenly appeared in the depths of his eyes. He thought that the opportunity had come. He guessed that the other party must have come to find him for the island. With such a good opportunity, he naturally wanted to make good use of it and try to get more. There are benefits, so after laughing loudly, he started to talk boastfully, and the meaning of his words was already obvious.

"Haha, there's been a misunderstanding. I didn't come to you to get the island, but to take your life."

Wu Fan was stunned for a while by the other party's words, but he couldn't hold back anymore and finally laughed out loud. Even the last sentence was said with a smile.

"Oh, it turns out you want my life..., what? You want my life?"

Ma Wanjie didn't react at all at first, and actually nodded with a chuckle. But soon, his expression changed drastically, he shouted lowly, and at the same time, he hurriedly controlled the flying boat to retreat backwards.

But it was too late. In front of Wu Fan, a late-stage Jindan monk, where could Ma Wanjie run? Wu Fan flashed his body and appeared on the flying boat in an instant, with lightning-like skills at the same time. , and instantly photographed Ma Wanjie’s Dantian.

In just one moment, the other party fell to the ground and could not get up again. Even the mana in his body was blocked.

It all happened so fast that Ma Wanjie didn't even react for a while. For him, this change was like heaven and hell. Just now, he thought it was a good thing that the other party came to him, but it turned out to be a disaster. .

"Why, Brother Wu, why do you want to kill me? When have I ever offended you?"

Ma Wanjie was lying on the deck, with disbelief in his eyes, and shouted in a stern voice. He really couldn't understand why the other party wanted to kill him, but looking at the other party, it didn't look like he was joking at all. This result was... It made his heart fall to the bottom.

"Alas! You don't know what happened right away. When you were running around collecting taxes, something happened in the world of immortality. It's just that you haven't returned to Qingsha Island yet, so you don't know about it. But for me, this It's a good thing. To be honest, I really should thank you, but for the sake of my disciples and friends, I can only sacrifice you."

Wu Fan shook his head again and sighed. After saying that, he slowly squatted down and at the same time reached out and pressed on Ma Wanjie's head.

"Stop, stop, you can't kill me. I am a disciple of Xingji Palace. If you dare to kill me, you will not survive. Do you know how serious a crime it is to kill a disciple of Xingji Palace?..."

Ma Wanjie was really scared as he looked at the hand that was constantly enlarging in front of him. His eyes were red and he was yelling and threatening. However, before he could finish his words, the hand grabbed his head and suddenly , a shrill scream came.

After a moment, Wu Fan slowly retracted his palm. For some reason, after searching for his soul, a trace of helplessness appeared in his eyes.

"Oh! It's really troublesome. It seems we need to go to Blue Shark Island!"

Wu Fan shook his head and sighed, then with a wave of his arm, he put Ma Wanjie's body and the flying boat into the storage ring. At the same time, he also threw the other party's storage bag into his arms, and then turned into a rainbow and flew away. here.

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After a meal...

At the stairway on the third floor of Xingsha Palace on Qingsha Island!

"Hey, isn't this Deacon Ma? It seems that your mission this year has been completed. Did you just come back?"

A middle-aged man in the middle stage of foundation building was just about to walk down the steps when he accidentally noticed someone walking towards him, so he immediately asked enthusiastically.

"Haha, it turns out to be Junior Brother Zhang. Yes, I have just come back. Now I am preparing to go to the accounting office to put in the tax accounts for this year."

The person who came was none other than Ma Wanjie, who had just been killed by Wu Fan. He looked at the middle-aged man and chuckled, acting very naturally.

"Going to the accounting office? I'm afraid this won't work. Deacon Ma should wait a few days before coming back."

A strange look appeared on the middle-aged man's face, he waved his hand and said.

"Oh? Why do you have to wait a few days? Did something happen?"

Ma Wanjie frowned and asked quickly.

After hearing the words, the middle-aged man looked around mysteriously, then approached Ma Wanjie and whispered in his ear:

"Deacon Ma, you don't know that a few days ago, the Japanese sect suddenly sent two inner disciples to seal the account office without any explanation. Now they have been guarding the door and not letting anyone in. No one knows what the above means. There was not even a rumor before, but according to gossip, there may be inner elders coming to check the information in a while. Deacon Ma just came back, and you may have heard something. I suspect that this matter should be related to the wanted person. It is likely to investigate the record of this person."

"Oh, so that's the case. Then I understand. OK, since this is the arrangement from above, I will come back in a few days. Thank you, Junior Brother Zhang!"

After hearing this, Ma Wanjie's eyelids twitched, but he behaved very naturally without any emotional fluctuations. But while he was talking, he quietly released his consciousness to look at the account office. Sure enough, there were indeed two late-stage foundation-building cultivators guarding it.

After seeing this scene, Ma Wanjie was silent for a while, and then left here without any delay.

"You're welcome, Deacon Ma, take care."

The middle-aged man didn't think much about it, and after shouting at his back, he also left here.

So, the staircase on the third floor became quiet again.

But no one knew that after just a moment, a vague shadow suddenly lurked in here, and the direction it was heading was exactly the location of the guarded account office.