Fantasy: I have a Mall of Worlds

He found a reef as a backrest, and while the salty sea breeze was blowing, he took a bite of the meat leg in his hand.

Fragrant and irritating, spit bubbles after eating.

This kind of life alone is really comfortable. Yang Fan feels the smell of pepper that lingers on his lips and teeth, and misses the barbecue eaten in modern barbecue stalls very much.

That taste can be described as a must.

Chapter 337 Wooden Hairpin Seal

While squinting his eyes comfortably, he looked at the shore ahead where the waves kept beating.

Suddenly, a shape resembling the tail of a big fish suddenly appeared on the surface of the sea, jumping up and beating out bursts of white waves and bubbles.

Seeing this, Yang Fan instantly opened his eyes wide.It couldn't be his illusion just now, the shape and tail are only possessed by mermaids in cartoons.

Rubbed his eyes.He stood up and took two steps closer to the shore.Looking at the position where the tail appeared just now, it has disappeared without a trace.

The scales and lines on the tail just now were still clear in front of Yang Fan's eyes.Reflecting the colorful light of the sunset, it is really beautiful.

Could it be that he was dazzled?

Frowning slightly, Yang Fan turned back to the barbecue grill.

Continue to eat and drink, after a full meal.Yang Fan half leaned on the reef to feel the cool evening breeze.

Although it is winter, the seaside area is like spring all year round, and it doesn't feel too cold when it snows.

Dengdengdeng-

Before he had time to think, there was a rush of footsteps in Yang Fan's ears.

His pupils turned cold, and his gaze shot towards the sound like ice, only to see He Dazhu trotting all the way to find him.

"Master, where's Qing Zhi?"

Seeing him still panting heavily, the corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched helplessly.

When can I stabilize my focus?

His and Qing Ming's personalities should be neutralized.

"If I don't talk about it, I really forgot."

Yang Fan, who drank a few catties of peach blossom wine, slapped his forehead suddenly, he almost forgot Qingzhi and his wife in the space.

Its wolf son and grandson didn't know how to get along with Xiaoyan and the others in the space, and then they just waved their sleeves, and bursts of colored light kept flickering on the shore.

When the silver light dissipated, several fierce howling moon wolves appeared on the spot.

"Qing Zhi. How is it?"

Seeing Qing Zhi's inseparable appearance from his wolf wife, Yang Fan frowned and walked forward.

The time ratio in the space is different from that of the outside world. It is estimated that a long time has passed in this time space.

Involuntarily, Yang Fan felt a little guilt in his heart.

"It's okay, she has recovered extremely well in your space, and her body functions are stable without any damage."

Qingzhi saw Yang Fan's appearance.Hastily opened the mouth to explain.

The wolf wife's name is Qing Ling, and she has indeed benefited greatly from Yang Fan's space.

Not to mention the nourishment of the body, even after several years, the deficit caused by the cold and damp in the ancient pagoda has gradually made up for it.

"That's good, you still haven't woken up."

Relieved, Yang Fan looked at Qing Ling who fell on the ground as if asleep, and said with a frown.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be.Now that it is out of the ancient tower, it is out of control.

That weird wooden hairpin was also placed in the space by himself, why hasn't he woke up yet?

"System, do you think there is something wrong with the wooden hairpin?"

Yang Fan who took out a few bottles of good pills from the space.Handed it to Qingzhi, motioning for it to be fed to Qingling.

Then he asked the system in his mind, after all, Qing Ling's mind might be affected.

If you can't wake up for a long time, there must be an explanation.

"It is sealed, and the hairpin is the eye. Only the person who brings her out can break it, but there is only one chance."

The sound of the system is also a little hesitant.Seems to be uncertain.

He looked up and down the weird hairpin placed in the space, and groped for a while with his breath.Only then replied.

"Then prepare to break the formation."

Yang Fan, whose eyes were darkened, knew that this time would not be an easy battle.

Only one chance.It means that if he fails, then Qing Ling will most likely become a walking dead without sanity, or disappear in this world.

Once a soul is obliterated, it will live forever and cannot be reincarnated, and it is even more separated from Qingzhi.

How could he do such a cruel thing.

The only way is to ensure that this breakout is foolproof.

As soon as Yang Fan's voice fell, the system formed a string of words glowing purple with the methods and incantations to break the formation.

It kept playing back in Yang Fan's mind for a moment.Yang Fan knew it by heart.

"You go back with me first, maybe she can wake up tonight."

He glanced at Qing Zhi thoughtfully, and then Yang Fan spoke slowly.

After looking at Qingzhi and nodding his head, Yang Fan took back all the wolf children and grandchildren who came out to let the wind go out into the space again.

After all, the goal is too big.It is easy to cause a psychological burden on the people.

And Qingling was carried by He Dazhu, who made him come to find Qingzhi, this kind of hard work had to be done by him.

After arriving at his own city in a while, Yang Fan planned to start breaking the formation.

I don't know where Qingling came from, and it's actually worth letting him seal.

His eyes full of deep meaning fell on Qing Ling who was still unconscious, and Yang Fan didn't speak.

With a wave of his hand, the messy cups and plates on the shore were cleaned up in an instant, and then Yang Fan quickly returned to the city with Qing Zhi.

It has long been impatient, and Yang Fan understands Qing Zhi's mood very well, so he doesn't intend to delay it.

However, when they left, they didn't find a pair of blue eyes with a few hints of bewitching, staring closely at their leaving back.

Then he turned around and threw himself into the embrace of the sea, leaving a spray on the way.

Yang Fan, who had already accelerated his pace and returned to the city house, asked He Dazhu to put Qing Ling on the soft couch beside him.

"Go out and watch, and don't disturb me no matter what happens."

His gaze sank, looking at Qing Ling lying on the soft couch as if his soul had been sealed, Yang Fan felt indescribably heavy.

After all, there is only this one chance.

"it is good."

Hearing this, He Dazhu responded.

Then he directly dragged Qing Zhi, who took three steps and two backs, out, and stood guard outside the door.

Yang Fan with awe-inspiring gaze directly took out the wooden hairpin from the space and held it in his hand, ready to break the seal at any time.

"System, when it's a last resort, you have to help me."

But in order to be safe, Yang Fan still hopes that the system will open a back door for himself when the time comes.

"Beyond the scope of the system's capabilities, the host needs to solve it by itself."

However, the chilly sound of the system came, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on Yang Fan, and Yang Fan was so angry that his head was smoking.

Unjust at the critical moment?

Forget it, you can do it by yourself!

While giving himself psychological hints, Yang Fan continued to familiarize himself with the spells and spells that the system just passed to him.

These incantations are very similar to oracle bone inscriptions in seal script. Yang Fan can't understand them, but he can understand what they mean in his mind.

Probably because the system sent him the reason?

Yang Fan took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality, trying to relax and calm his mind.

Avoid big fluctuations for a while, no one knows what kind of troubles will appear in the process of cracking the seal.

"Qing Ling, I'm starting."

After speaking to Qing Ling, who has bright hair, colorful hair and a soft figure, Yang Fan poured out his spiritual power, dragging the whole wooden hairpin and floating in front of his eyes.

As for the mouth of the left heart, both hands were freed up to make complicated seals one after another.

The seal was completely based on the prompts in his mind, but the system has not made a sound, presumably because Yang Fan did nothing wrong.

Chapter 338 The Wooden Hairpin of the Vampire Reincarnation

Yang Fan slowly closed his piercing eyes, silently perceiving everything in his heart, the most important thing was the fluctuation of Qing Ling's aura in front of him.

If she wakes up suddenly, she might turn back the formation.

All of a sudden, there was a gust of wind in the house, which was sudden and strange.

Even though Yang Fan, who closed his eyes tightly, sensed it, his expression remained unchanged.Continue to output spiritual power steadily.

But immediately, Yang Fan felt something was wrong.

"Damn. Could this wooden hairpin be a reincarnation of a vampire?"

The wooden hairpin floating in mid-air in front of him is actually continuously absorbing the spiritual power gushing out of him?

And like a baby sucking milk, nothing is enough.Even if Yang Fan wants to cut off the transmission of spiritual power now, it is impossible.

Yang Fan frowned, staring at the wooden hairpin in front of him that began to rotate slowly and became faster and faster.There's always something weird about it.

Could it be that the person who built the ancient pagoda stayed behind to harm him?

"Damn, I'm afraid that you will fail with mere wood."

Yang Fan, who laughed angrily, didn't try to interrupt the transmission of spiritual power at all, and took out a few bottles of spirit pills from the space with his backhand, and swallowed them like a jujube.

Feeling that the spiritual power in his body that was about to be depleted instantly replenished, and even vaguely felt that he was going to break out of his body, Yang Fan smiled awe-inspiringly.

Let's see who can do it better!

Anyway, there are a lot of pills, as long as the wooden hairpin is not afraid of exploding and dying, then why should he be afraid?

Yang Fan, who had a flash of inspiration in his eyes, began to output spiritual power without any scruples, and a light golden light surged all over his body.

At the same time, Yang Fan kept taking out milky white porcelain bottles from the space and filling his mouth with elixir, while infusing it externally while replenishing it internally.

Although his body was a little bit too much, Yang Fan and this wooden hairpin were on par.

So whatever.Yang Fan will persevere until the seal in the wooden hairpin is broken.

"Huh? Is there something in this hairpin?"

Just as Yang Fan was outputting spiritual energy to compete with the hairpin, he felt the breath around the wooden hairpin fluctuate for a moment.

Then, according to the steps transmitted by the system in his mind, Yang Fan quickly produced a few ancient seals.

But now Yang Fan still doesn't know the origin of these printing methods.

While cracking the seal, he stared sharply at the wooden hairpin.

"Host, it's now!"

The mechanical voice of the system sounded in Yang Fan's mind.Afterwards, his gaze was determined sharply, and the expression on his handsome face did not change.