"Eat your old wood!"

Zhao Fan cursed back with anger and said, "If you want to eat, you can enjoy it yourself. I said no, then there is nothing! Don't wait for me to turn over, otherwise, no one who is present today will be fine!"

"You?"

"I still want to turn over!"

"Haha, it's just the Ping surname that comes at the bottom!"

The time and space tribes gathered outside were sarcastic.

"Everyone has a surname of Ping, who is more noble than who?" Zhao Fan continued unwillingly said: "If it were a person with a surname of Di, would you dare to do this? Get out of here now. If you are wronged, I will just give it a try.

All the scandals you have done will be revealed!”

Although he was talking nonsense, who outside can guarantee that he had never done anything other than the rules was absolutely clean?

The faces of those time and space tribes changed and they began to dissipate silently.

"It's finally quiet."

Zhao Fan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I guess starting today, different voices will appear about the matter of missing three, and it will gradually become incomplete."

After solving a difficult problem, this identity can be used.

The Altar of Time and Space is right below the City of Time and Space.

The whole is composed of a powerful existence of a fifth-level space-time clan, and a space-time array is arranged to cover it.

Therefore, it is impossible to sneak in.

The only way is to apply for the official job related to the space-time altar, so it is natural to go in.

The lower-level space-time tribe like Yimizu, has no choice but tormented hard work.

The next day.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Zhao Fan used his air escape and left his residence at the fastest speed and headed to the Time and Space Temple in the core area!

I chose a remote corner and waited until dawn.

Zhao Fan came to the front of the hall and based on Xiaoran's information, he glanced at the notice board on the wall.

Porters who have been on the space-time altar for a long time have been recruited, and there are still thirty-seven places left.

A time and space monk slave who is limited to the Ping surname, or the Tian surname or the Earth surname.

Zhao Fan touched his chin, then came to the guard beside the hall gate, and said, "I want to enter the space-time altar to do transportation work."

"Um."

The guard nodded without asking any more questions, because there were dozens of time and space tribes with Ping surnames in front of him, so he asked Zhao Fan to present the time and space order to register.

The guard held the time and space order and touched the magic circle on the ground, showing his identity as missing three.

"Is there three missing?"

The guards looked at Zhao Fan with wonderful expressions. Isn’t that the garbage thing that has become famous in the time and space city recently?

Zhao Fan gritted his teeth and said, "I was wronged and I really couldn't stay anymore. My home was destroyed, so I wanted to enter the space-time altar to avoid it for a while."

"I was wronged?"

Another guard said thoughtfully: "When I was having dinner outside last night, I did hear someone discussing that something was strange about you. Forget it, this has nothing to do with us. There is a shortage of people in the transportation of the space-time altar. You can enter the temple.

There will be an adult to take you down in the second door on the left.”

"Thank you."

Zhao Fan was very grateful.

When he walked towards the hall gate, he was kicked by a guard and he staggered and rolled into it, causing a loud laugh.

For Zhao Fan, since he has been substituted for the identity of missing three, he cannot do anything out of place before he gets the opportunity to absorb the sand of time and space.

Bear with it!

He came to the second door and knocked.

The door opens on its own.

A figure wearing a noble robe appeared in Zhao Fan's sight, and the aura naturally emitted by the other party surprised him. The seven seal realm, which was of the intensity equivalent to the fourth level!

"grown ups……"

Zhao Fan pretended to be pale and said.

"This is a working card, and there is space for ten units of time and space sand." The figure threw a numbered crystal card without even raising his head. "There are patterns on the wall, which is the altar of time and space."
Chapter completed!