Chapter 1835 It Depends on Luck!

"If you want to continue talking, you must at least show sincerity."

Fang Yang didn't even look at the demon doll: "Is it interesting to use such a useless thing to hide people's eyes? If you really mean it, at least you have to show your face."

The devil was a little uncomfortable: "Is there anything different now? Isn't it just you and me who discuss it?"

"no the same!"

Fang Yang’s answer was very straightforward: “Because I want to know who I am working with and whether they are worthy of my trust!

You can have your own choice, but let me remind you: the longer you stay in the Holy Ancestor Treasure, the higher the risk! "

The devil sighed: "Then can you guarantee that if I show up in my true form, I will definitely solve all the difficulties and help me get what I want?"

Fang Yang shook his head: "I can't make any promises, I can only promise that I will try my best. After all, I don't want to die young!"

After much hesitation, the devil chose to compromise: "I can show my sincerity, and I hope you can satisfy me!"

Fang Yang clicked his lips: "Why do these words sound so offensive? If people hear it, they will think that there is some relationship between the two of us."

"You... are simply being unreasonable!" The puppet suddenly disappeared, and a young girl walked out from the back of the team.

"Is this my appearance? Can you introduce yourself first?"

Fang Yang looked at the other person up and down. He was only eighteen or nineteen years old, with delicate facial features and a few freckles scattered on his nose, which made him look even more playful.

The girl wrinkled her nose: "You can call me Xinlan. As for the other things, you don't need to know. Knowing too much about some things is not a good thing."

Fang Yang touched his chin: "To be honest, what I am most curious about now is not your life experience, but how do you become so knowledgeable and talented?

Not to mention anything else, even a heaven-level weapon refiner might not be able to imitate the Fengyun Five-Colored Flag! "

Xinlan proudly put her little hands behind her back and jumped back and forth: "Hey, what's so difficult about this? This lady is a genius!"

Fang Yang curled his lips: "Yes, you are a genius. Do you still need me? You can destroy the Holy Ancestor's treasure by yourself."

When it came to the treasure of the Holy Ancestor, Xinlan lost her temper like a deflated ball: "Okay, I admit that this plan is a bit too big and out of control.

I thought I was the only one who acted out of common sense, but I didn't expect that there was nothing normal in the entire Holy Ancestor Treasure. All the people and things related to it are abnormal! "

Fang Yang agreed with her on this point: "You have said something reliable. The most unusual thing about the Dizu Treasure is that no one knows its next change."

Xinlan said unconvinced: "How is that possible! The person who built this treasure must have the blueprints in his hands!"

Fang Yang nodded: "Yes, the group of people you mentioned had drawings, but they were from that time. The current Saint Ancestor Treasure is based on the original and was modified by later guardians.

On the one hand, it is to fill the vacancies. On the other hand, it may also be to dig a hole specifically for the person who got the blueprint.

Just imagine, you are holding the original drawing in your hand, which is supposed to be a safe place, but ends up in a dead end. What will be the consequences? "

Xinlan said without hesitation: "It's absolutely dead! According to what you said, isn't this place now an endless loop? No one can break it!"

Fang Yang didn't agree with her point of view: "You can't say that. At least I know there are two ways to do it."

Xinlan's eyes suddenly lit up and she asked anxiously: "What two ways?"

Fang Yang stretched out his fingers and counted while saying: "The first one is to get the original treasure map first, and then find the modified map in the guardian's hand. Compare the two to find a safe passage."

Xinlan looked around: "How to find it? The two things you mentioned are probably hard to find in the world, right? Who can hold them in their hands, not hide them, and also publish them?"

Fang Yang shrugged: "Then we can only use the second method."

Xinlan glared at him and said angrily: "You're right! Mojiji is a man, isn't he?"

Fang Yang felt unhappy: "Am I a man? Do you want to experience it? How come you, a little girl, talk like you've taken gunpowder?"

Xinlan puffed up her cheeks: "Since I was a child, no one has ever dared to tease me like this! You are the first!"

Fang Yang was not surprised: "Don't think this is a good thing. One day, you will suffer a big loss because of this! Trust me."

Xinlan disagreed: "This is my business. You don't need to worry. You'd better tell me quickly what the second method is."

Fang Yang said slowly: "The second method is to leave it to fate and see luck!"

Xinlan was dumbfounded. She never expected that Fang Yang's second method was to rely on luck: "Are you out of your mind? Life-threatening matters actually depend on luck?"

Fang Yang asked back: "Or do you have any better way? In fact, I escaped from here several times before, and it was also due to luck. Do you really think I have any inside story?"

Xinlan became a little uneasy: "Fang Yang, now is not the time to joke."

"Why should I joke with you? Am I willing to put myself in danger?"

Fang Yang looked at the tomb in front of him: "Pray! If I can still escape by chance this time, I will definitely buy a lottery ticket!"

Xinlan was furious: "Since you have no choice, why do you want me to come out?"

Fang Yang’s answer was amazing: “Because if you really get into trouble here, having a beautiful woman by your side will at least make you more decent than a demon doll.

Maybe a hundred years later, someone visits here again and thinks that I am also a royal noble. Being able to be buried here is definitely not something that can be achieved by status and money. "

Xinlan turned her head to the side, really not wanting to talk to Fang Yang anymore. It feels like if I keep talking, my blood pressure will exceed the 200 mark, and my heart will not be able to bear it.

"Zhao San, how do you feel now?"

After Zhao San took the elixir, although he was still very weak, at least his complexion improved a lot: "Sir, I feel much better."

Xinlan looked at him condescendingly: "What do you think of the situation ahead? Tell the truth."

Zhao San lowered his eyes: "Sir, the environment here seems to be constantly changing. The traps are also difficult to guard against. We are not prepared enough. It may be difficult for us to achieve success."

Xinlan was furious: "You even said that? Don't you have any confidence at all?!"

Zhao San quickly struggled and knelt on the ground: "Sir, please calm down. It's not that you don't have any confidence, but that the risk is too great. Unless..."

Zhao San looked at Fang Yang next to him, with a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes that rarely showed any emotion:

"Unless the person with the greatest confidence is allowed to open the way, the losses can be minimized, and there may be a glimmer of success."

Xinlan was already angry with Fang Yang, but now after hearing what Zhao San said, she immediately made the decision: "Fang Yang, there is no other choice now. You know more about the traps here. From now on, you will lead the way." .”

Fang Yang looked at Xinlan and then at Zhao San, but did not refuse: "Yes, but I have a condition!"

I thought that Fang Yang would strongly object given his character, but I didn't expect that he would agree so happily! On the contrary, Xinlan was a little wary: "What tricks are you trying to do again?"