Chapter 311 Che Kun

The middle-aged man laughed so hard that he rolled back and forth. The white-haired old man and the leader of the alliance, Li Feifan, turned pale. His angry eyes swept over Wang Wu. Wang Wu immediately felt a terrifying aura surrounding him. Himself, he subconsciously took two steps back and said quickly: "Wrong, wrong, wrong."

"It was the Tyrannosaurus Saint who said he would not participate."

Wang Wu lowered his head and did not dare to look at the old man in front of him. The status of the old man alone was a huge difference in Wang Wu's eyes.

"snort!"

Li Feifan snorted and said coldly: "Che Kun, have you laughed enough?"

The middle-aged man named Che Kun's face remained unchanged, and he still had an indifferent expression. He was laughing and joking, "Not yet, hahahaha, old man, how many years has it been since no one called you by your first name?" ?”

Li Feifan said nothing, and glanced at Wang Wu in front of him. Wang Wu felt the pressure increase again, and Li Feifan's voice came: "You can leave."

After hearing this, Wang Wu, as if he had received amnesty, stood up quickly and ran outside in a panic. As soon as he reached the door, he didn't expect Li Feifan's voice came again, as cold as ever: "I have received the news, turn left after you go out." , go to the hut next to it and temporarily receive a blue crystal core."

It was originally Li Fan's reward to Wang Wu. Wang Wu was a little frightened, but at this moment he was flattered. He stayed in place for a while, wanting to turn around, but he was afraid of Li Fan's majesty. He didn't know if he had eyes behind his back or something. , If Wang Wu doesn't leave, Li Feifan's voice comes again: "You still don't want to leave? Then ask me to send another message to the Tyrannosaurus Saint King?"

When Wang Wu heard this, he was in a hurry. All he could see in his eyes was the terrifying huge skeletal beast. He had no time to think and hurriedly left Li Fan's house.

After Wang Wu left, Li Feifan's expression improved a little. Che Kun stood up on the seat, shook his wrinkled pants, and still smiled: "It looks like the Tyrannosaurus Saint King's The name is much more useful than the name of Li Feifan and Li Zhangmeng. "

The naked ridicule and provocation were just to make Li Feifan angry.

Li Feifan glanced at Che Kun and did not answer Che Kun's words. He had already known Che Kun's temperament and did not argue with him. Seeing this, Che Kun waved his hands helplessly, as if he had lost interest: "Boring. Boring, old man, you are so boring. So many years of living in the league have worn away your temper. The thorny head that was so prominent as a forward has now turned into a ball of soft cotton. Boring. "

"The Tyrannosaurus Saint is still interesting. He probably hasn't changed, otherwise it would be really boring."

Li Feifan slowly walked to the seat where Che Kun had left just now, sat down gently, took out a pen from the table, and played with it in his hand.

He raised his head, looked at Che Kun and said with a smile: "Yeah, what kind of bullshit is this? I don't want to be the leader of the alliance. I have long since wanted to do it. Every day, my mouth smells like a bird. How about it? How about we? How many days will the great hero Che Kunlai sit in the position of leader? "

Upon hearing this, Che Kun waved his hands quickly, his face no longer smiling, and even a little bitter: "Old man, please stop treating people badly. You have been squeezed out of this position of eating people without spitting out their bones over the years. , If I go there, I’m afraid the bones will be gone within two years.”

Li Feifan lightly tapped the pen on the table. Although his expression was smiling, his tone was cold, "You little heartless thing, you also know that it's not easy for me, old man. You didn't tell me what you have to share for me. It's been so long." No, he’s not lenient at all.”

Che Kun chuckled. In front of the old man, he seemed to have really become a little thing. "Didn't I learn this from the Tyrannosaurus Saint? If you want to cause trouble, you go to him. It has nothing to do with me."

Hearing the name of Tyrannosaurus Saint Lord again, Li Feifan's eyes suddenly smiled: "By the way, who gave him such a middle-class name?"

Che Kun was stunned: "Isn't it you?"

Li Feifan denied: "It's my fault."

Che Kun murmured: "That's not me. I can't come up with such a boring and boring name."

Li Feifan nodded and admitted that this Tyrannosaurus Saint King was indeed not very good: "He took it himself."

Che Kun quickly agreed: "Yes, he took it himself."

In the mysterious valley far away in the horizon, the big withered beast suddenly sneezed. He raised his head and looked at the sky: "Damn it, what old man is talking bad about me??"

The two people who reached a consensus seemed to have no need to argue in an instant. Che Kun didn't even have any scruples and sat sideways on Li Feifan's long-standing nanmu table. Li Feifan didn't even look at it and continued to knock on the table quietly.

Che Kun said slowly: "The sword appeared."

"I know," Li Feifan stopped. "A few years ago, spies from the Kunshan tribe came to report that three young people from the Kunshan tribe had found the sword."

Che Kun nodded: "Not only did I find it, I even traveled through the past through that stone tablet."

Li Feifan was silent, but he obviously knew about this. He stood up, as if he didn't want to compete with Che Kun for the nanmu table. As he walked around, he said, "You have lived there for so many years, and you have never found that sword." ?”

"No."

Che Kun shook his head and looked helpless: "We even established a Kunshan tribe, but what's the use? If it shouldn't be my opportunity, it's not mine. If you can't get it, you won't get it."

Li Feifan stopped, stared straight at Che Kun and said: "That is not a chance, it is the source of trouble that connects the two worlds."

"I understand, I understand, I know this, otherwise why would I stay in that godforsaken place and actively look for the whereabouts of the sword? It would take hundreds of years to find it, and my beauty would turn into a skeleton."

Li Feifan knew Che Kun's personality. This guy always made jokes when talking about business: "Beauty, what beauty do you have? Show me?"

Che Kun smiled like a delicate little girl: "Didn't I tell you that it turned into a skeleton, and you still can't guess it?"

The shadow of the big withered bone beast appeared in Li Feifan's mind, and he suddenly felt a chill, and hurriedly said: "Don't make trouble, that guy is just an old stirrup, what beauty skeleton, go to hell."

In the mysterious valley, the big withered bone beast sneezed again, and his face was full of anger: "Damn!"

"By the way," Li Feifan was not joking, and suddenly asked "Is that guy really dead?"

Che Kun suddenly became serious: "He's dead, what else can I do? I've been in that hellhole for so long. If he's still alive, he'd chase me and kill me every day. Besides, didn't everyone see it with their own eyes? How could it be fake?"

Li Feifan: "That's right. If he was really alive, you, the little thing that peed your pants, would have run away long ago. How could you have stayed there for so long?"

Che Kun seemed embarrassed about the fact that he peed his pants, and his face changed slightly, but he didn't continue: "I think the reason why I can't find the sword for so many years may still be related to the sword spirit."

"Of course, when I saw the sword that year, the guy had become a spirit and could speak. It was the strongest sword in Xinxiang Continent."

Li Feifan sighed, his eyes full of the glorious years of the past.