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Chapter 337: A Book

"Don't worry, this place is safe." Ye Fan smiled slightly: "Anyway, those guys are still alive now, but they are teleported to other places."

Combined with the little witch and the others' insights, there is indeed no formation in front of you.

But there are a lot of hidden around.

It is not difficult to build a teleportation array without a formation base using the characteristics of repulsion between formations.

At least it is a very simple thing for Ye Fan.

However, this kind of teleportation is usually short-distance, and Zhao Yelu and others should still be in the ruins now.

At the same time, Ye Fan also came to a conclusion: the owner of this ruin is definitely a lazy and painful person!

Because teleportation made with this method is usually intriguing or prank, no one with a normal mind will do such thankless things.

Um……

Wait a moment……

A bad brain...

Thinking of this, a figure of Xia Jiba running around in Ye Fan's mind immediately popped up in his left eye...

If it were this old man, there would be such a possibility...

"Let's go, let's go and take a look."

After about half an hour, Ye Fan and the others met the first team of monks.

These guys seemed not from the same group before, and they were forced to work together to fight with the monster.

Seeing Ye Fan and the others appear, these people hurriedly asked for help: "Fellow Taoist, can you help me?"

"Sorry." Ye Fan signaled: "You have seen it too. Our cultivation is too poor."

The person who asked for help only noticed the situation of Ye Fan and the others: the highest woman is only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and the man who spoke was even more able to build the foundation...

As a result, his clone was immediately clawed by the monster...

"Brother, why don't we help them?" Banana Jun looked puzzled: "Isn't helping people a very happy thing?"

"Brother Jiao, there are too many monks in the world, we can't help." Ye Fan said earnestly: "The flowers that have not experienced the wind and rain cannot grow. I did this for their own good."

"It seems to be right..." Banana Jun muttered and stopped saying more.

After walking for a while, several people came to a building.

The plaque on the gate is gone.

However, the door was open, and I vaguely saw other monks inside.

After entering the door, Ye Fan realized that this was a building similar to a library. Now the monks are busy hunting treasures on the bookshelf.

However, judging from the expressions on their faces, the results seemed not to be satisfactory.

"Why are all these broken books recorded in miscellaneous essays? The owner here is sick?" A monk threw away the book in his hand in depression, cursing and pulled out another one.

The other monks also shook their heads with regret.

I originally thought there were some secrets for martial arts, but I was so happy...

Ye Fan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hurriedly walked towards the bookshelf beside him.

After glanced and found that what these monks said was right, Ye Fan took the books on the shelf into the space!

Don't worry now, go back and watch slowly.

Ye Fan's actions were exchanged for a large number of contemptuous eyes.

However, after seeing Ye Fan's cultivation level clearly, these people became clear.

It is normal for a rookie who has just practiced the truth and is interested in these things.

After Ye Fan put away the last book, all the monks had already run away.

Just as Ye Fan was about to leave, Banana Jun suddenly spoke.

"Brother, there is something on it." Banana Jun pointed to the roof and said, "A faint breath of life."

"I'll do it!" The little witch flew into the air and demolished a big hole in the roof in just a few seconds.

"So there is a mezzanine here...hey? It seems to be a book."

Soon the little witch flew back and handed Ye Fan the book he had just obtained.

As soon as he opened it, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows.

No wonder Banana Jun can feel the breath of life.

These words were actually written in ink soaking the leaves of the cross-border trees!

The reason why Ye Fan dared to be so sure is because the smell is so familiar!

However, the smell smells very light, which should be because the dilution is too strong.

If the ink had not been diluted, the monks probably had noticed it a long time ago.

After getting rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, Ye Fan started to look at it seriously.

"This place is so big, but it looks like there is no one?"

"Strange, where did everyone go?"

"Seventh, is it true or false?"

"The loach is lit, the light is very big, and there are five legs."

"A lot of little guys are sick, are they together?"

...

The first page records a few short lines of words, and the back is all blank.

"Ye Fan, what does this mean?" The little witch next to her was confused: "Why are you talking nonsense and can't understand at all?"

"I can't understand either." Ye Fan replied in pain.

No matter how you read these records, they are crazy nonsense, and it is absolutely impossible for people with normal minds to understand.

People who can write such nonsense must have a brain disease!

Thinking of this, the figure of that old man appeared in Ye Fan's mind again...

Um……

Don’t say it, it’s really possible!

If that's the case...

Although the world tree is not as good as the life tree of Banana Jun, it is also a perfect existence in the cultivation world.

The ink soaked ink in the leaves of the boundary tree seems to be getting less and less simple...

It must be easier for another old man to be a good friend with such an existence...

"Okay, go and have a look elsewhere."

Ye Fan took the book back into the ring and was about to look back for the two old men.

After walking for a while, Ye Fan realized something was wrong.

The space inside is obviously much larger than what I saw outside the door before...

Along the way, they also saw many traces of battle, and corpses began to appear one after another on the road.

The little witch also brought the housekeeper's talent to the extreme.

No matter the level, no space ring is left out...

Now I am walking while checking my harvest, looking like a little wealthy person.

After passing through the square in front, the group came to a garden.

The garden looks even more tragic and its destruction is beyond recognition.

The ground was covered with blood and corpses, and the corpses looked almost complete.

From the break, it seemed that it was torn apart. Many monks were also covered with big holes as thick as arms.

Ye Fan smacked his lips.

Judging from the shape and depth of the hole, it should be caused by the minions of the monster.

This monster's eating habits are really not very good...

"Eh?" The little witch who was licking the bag suddenly exclaimed: "Gangmaster?"

This chapter has been completed!
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