Chapter 390

But it also touched the body, so Lin Fan's divine consciousness could clearly feel the situation inside.

"Ha ha, I found it. It's here."

When sensing the concave position of the body's chin, Lin Fan stretched out his knife and cut a cut: "no wonder you can still speak after biting your tongue. That's why."

Seeing Lin Fan take out a bloody bead from the body, nalanxiang and they are very curious: "brother Lin, what kind of treasure can you be so nervous?"

"Pearl of soul, a wonderful treasure."

Wipe off the bloodstain above, Lin fan aims at the sky, clearly visible inside the energy dense.

"Soul beads?"

He had never heard of the name, and nalanxiung was more curious.

He has worked in the secret service all his life. He has seen all kinds of strange things, but he has heard of this soul bead.

However, Lin Fan knew and seemed to understand the value of this thing.

Seeing that Lin Fan understood so much at a young age, nalanxiung thought that Lin Fan came from those ancient families.

Besides coming from the ancient family, he couldn't think of any reason why a young man in his twenties could be so knowledgeable.

"Well, the effect of this soul bead can directly increase the strength of the warrior."

After collecting the soul beads, Lin Fan explained: "for example, Zhang Dong has never been able to cross the ridge of martial arts before, but with the help of soul beads, it will take a few seconds."

Shocked! Deep shock!

In a few seconds, you can help to cross the warrior level, which is enough to illustrate the power of this soul bead.

No, it can't be described as strong. It should be described as adversity.

With the help of soul beads, you can create a warrior.

"You don't have to think so hard about the soul beads, but every baby has a limit in it."

Looking at the two people who were shocked, Lin Fan said with a smile: "the power of soul beads is limited to those who have just become martial arts. The more they become, the weaker the effect will be."

"Brother Lin, you are a full man, and you don't know how hungry a hungry man is."

Hearing Lin Fan's insignificant tone, nalanxiang said with a bitter smile: "it doesn't matter to you, but it has a great effect on us."

It's true. How difficult it is to cultivate martial arts?

Lin fan is powerful, but how many are like Lin fan.

The number of warriors in the world is very small, not to mention the powerful.

"Brother Nalan, Mr. Lin."

Murong De, who had been afraid to go forward, dared to come out of the inner room when they saw the end of the matter.

What they saw was that the ground was in a mess, and all the flowers and plants in the yard fell down.

There seems to be a disgusting pungent smell in the air, and there is a pool of black blood on the ground.

There is also a shriveled corpse, which seems to be the Nanyang witch?

It can be imagined that there must have been a fierce battle just now.

"Master Murong, you all come out. It's over."

Nodding to murongde, Lin Fan motioned: "there are two news to inform you, one is good news and the other is bad news. Which do you want to hear?"

After swallowing, Murong de said, "Mr. Lin, listen to the bad news first."

"The bad news is that this yard is scrapped. You have to renovate it, master Murong."

Looking at murongde's nervous expression, Lin Fan joked, "as for the good news..."