Picking up rubbish from the ex-marriage to help the brother-in-law

Chapter 200 Controlling Objects!

Li Xiaoqing shook her head at Xiaolan, and then asked, "How is it, where is he?"

Xiaolan calmed down and glanced at Liu Fan. Although she was curious about why Liu Fan and Sister Li were together, she didn't ask any further questions. She resumed her usual cold look and said, "I've been caught and handed over to the police."

"it is good."

Li Xiaoqing said calmly, as if there was no assassination at all just now.

Everyone around, including Liu Fan, was startled, actually caught it?
Liu Fan's ability to deal with Xiao Lan immediately improved to a new level.

She turned around slowly, took off her sunglasses, and smiled meaningfully at Liu Fan: "Why, are you surprised to see me in person?"

Sister Li, who took off her sunglasses, looked only 27 or [-] years old, with fair and tender skin, long eyelashes drooping and trembling slightly.

There was playfulness, complacency, and even a hint of strange expectation in her eyes.

Liu Fan settled his mind and said: "Oh."

Then he handed the hilt of the sword in his hand to Li Xiaoqing and said, "Your sword."

The corner of Li Xiaoqing's eyes twitched, what was this guy's reaction?
Just one oh?

Her eyes fell on the ancient sword with only the hilt left, took a deep breath, and forced a smile: "Liu Fan, do you think I spent 5000 million to buy a hilt and a bunch of fragments?"

Li Xi sighed from the side, "Boss Li, it's all my fault, I will pay you the money."

Liu Fan was taken aback, but Boss Li seemed to be a very trustworthy boss.

"No need, I've earned 5000 million for Li Xiaoqing's life. I'll leave this pile of debris to you, Liu Fan, I remember you seem to be a trash picker."

The corners of Li Xiaoqing's mouth turned up, unconsciously embarrassing Liu Fan again, because she saw the woven bag on Liu Fan's shoulder.

She knew everything about Liu Fan.

"Hmph, you snatched away my little Yueyue, I'm not going to make things difficult for you, it's your fault!"

Li Xiaoqing thought to herself that meeting Liu Fan here was actually a coincidence.

When Liu Fan heard the words picking up trash, his eyes lit up immediately, he looked up at Li Xiaoqing, and asked, "Is what you said true?"

"Ask Xiaolan, my sister Li has always said the same thing!"

Li Xiaoqing insisted and said, but said in her heart, the rumors seem to be true, this guy really wants to pick up trash when he sees it, what kind of hobby is this?
Incomprehensible.

"Thank you!"

Liu Fan excitedly opened the mouth of the bag, and put all the ancient sword fragments and hilts on the ground into the woven bag.

"Ding, the host picked up the broken Zhanlu Sword, and the jade talisman of luck was added, and the host won the title of super swordsman!"

"Ding, the jade talisman of luck is added, and the host gains supernatural power: control things!"

The reward given by the system sounded in Liu Fan's mind, and Liu Fan jumped up almost happy.

Countless kendo experiences poured into his mind, and his understanding of swordsmanship instantly surpassed that of ordinary swordsmanship masters.

At the same time, he felt that there was a new force brewing in his body, and the dantian was warm.

"Yu Wu, isn't this the legendary magical power of self-cultivation? Oh my god, I guessed it right. The trash picking system really has a means of self-cultivation!"

He tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, but the corners of his mouth still kept rising.

The change in Liu Fan's expression fell into the eyes of others, and immediately gave people a feeling of taking advantage of the sky and feeling complacent.

"A pile of junk, why are you so happy?"

Li Xiaoqing looked disgusted. Before, she only heard Xiaolan say that Liu Fan was a guy who fell into the trash eye, but now it seems that it is not false at all, and it is even worse.

(End of this chapter)