Chapter: 6000

Huh?

This sentence immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Yue Wuwei stroked his beard subconsciously, squinting his eyes:

"Zhang Han, how much do you think Mengmeng can play the different fire?"

Zhang Han originally wanted to say a very high number.

My woman is born extraordinary, why not?

But in my heart, I also feel that the strange fire is not very reliable.

He didn't want Mengmeng to feel disappointed that he didn't meet his expectations.

Then he smiled and said:

"It doesn't matter how much it is, it's just a toy."

"Haha, if you use the different fire as a toy, you, Zhang Hanyang, are the only one in this world!" Yue Wuwei laughed.

"Heavenly fire is not common." Zhang Han said again: "Whether that person can get it or not is still unknown."

Sensing the breath of the old man, Zhang Han didn't find any abnormal fire, and it should be in other places.

really.

"Taoist Deadwood, pay homage to your benefactor."

Two figures appeared on the mountain road, and when they saw Zhang Han, the old man arched his hands from a distance.

Beside him was Qin Changxiao, who stepped forward and both of them saluted.

"The recovery is good." Zhang Han nodded slightly.

"Ye Ling, who has a benefactor, deserves the combination of the pill and the magic circle. I came here this time to express my thanks and to give this thing to you."

Whoosh!

While speaking, a candle appeared in Taoist Deadwood's hand, and he said:

"This is my life lamp. I will give it to my benefactor. Xuanming Lenghuo is not in the Sea Dragon Starfield. After I get it back, I will exchange it for my life lamp."

"Oh?" Zhang Han was slightly surprised: "You also got something like a life lamp."

"My life was saved by my benefactor, and I don't have anything else. I..." The dead wood Taoist looked a little ashamed, and said, "I'm here to borrow the spaceship. I have nothing, nothing. Possibly across the star field."

puff,

I've been working on this for a long time.

The corner of Zhang Han's mouth trembled, and he almost laughed out loud.

"Give you a frigate." Zhang Han raised his hand slightly: "Xiaofeng, you arrange it."

"Yes, master." Zhao Feng nodded, and immediately connected with the communicator.

Two minutes later, a spaceship is ready.