First Charge Of One Billion At The Start

In the square, on the high platform, a stove was burning with black flames.

Mu Fan was strengthening the last portable intelligence, and saw a flash of light, and a metal ball flew out of the stove and fell into his hand.

"Finish!"

He nodded with a smile, and threw the metal ball to a girl not far away.

This is the hundredth person. There is still a long line after a glance. Mu Fan's heart is hot. It is all money. One is 20 million, and ten is 200 million.

One hundred is 2 billion, and today he made a full 2 ​​billion.

After deducting the 10 million consumed by the system enhancement, there are still 1.990 million left, which is a fortune.

One hour has passed since I saw the time. Mu Fan decided to come here first and make a fortune tomorrow. He hadn't bought the gift package yet, so he thought about buying the gift package and opening it.

"Dear students, come here today, and please come back tomorrow for the rest."

Mu Fan yelled, stood up and put away the stove.

Now the students below are frying pan, a large number of students are anxious.

"Why don't you refine it? It's not night yet."

"Yeah, there is still so much time."

Many students lined up for a long time, and they were a little upset at the moment when they had to wait for tomorrow, and they all yelled for Mu Fan to continue.

Especially those classmates who were in the front line burst into tears. They had been in line for almost an hour and they were waiting for tomorrow.

Mu Fan directly communicates with the system regardless.

"Buy a special gift package."

He bought it without saying a word. After all, the time is almost up. Buy it with peace of mind. When you go back, you can take a good look at what you have.

"Everyone, I'm too tired today, come back tomorrow."

After Mu Fan finished packing his things, he left.

Noah on the side looked at each other and looked at each other. Mu Fan couldn't see how tired Mu Fan was. On the contrary, she was energetic and excited.

But why did it suddenly announce that it would not refining and wait for tomorrow?

"Noah, Green Pheasant, if you have something to say tomorrow, I will go back first."

Mu Fan dropped a word, took one step directly into the air, and screamed away with a refining flying sword.

This scene stunned all the students present, all of them stared wide-eyed, and looked shocked and bewildered.

"I'm rubbing, he is a qi-condensing cultivator?" a classmate exclaimed.

"Flying with the sword, is this at least a great master-level cultivator can do it?"

In the elite class, the Qi refining type is normal, but the key is that the flying sword requires a master-level cultivator to be able to do it.

Mu Fan can do it, which means he has the master level.

This caused most of the classmates who had been angry to die immediately, but a few Transcendent level masters hidden in the crowd showed a hint of surprise.

Because they only saw the master realm cultivation level revealed by Mu Fan, they didn't expect to hide their true strength and couldn't see through.

"not simple."

A boy muttered to himself, watching Mu Fan Yujian leaving, thoughtfully.

The other people showed different colors and looked at each other, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"He has hidden his strength, not only the Great Master, but perhaps already extraordinary."

A burly boy said so, his tone affirmative.

"possible."

Several others nodded in agreement.

"Extraordinary, it seems that I will find him some time for a while, maybe it's as we guessed it."

Several people discussed, and finally turned and left the crowd.

At this time, outside the crowd, an old man was watching Mu Fan Yujian leave, turning around and stepping out, and the person had quietly disappeared.

Mu Fan, who was falling, saw an old man blocking his way before he opened the door to his private space.

"Classmates, please wait."

The old man stopped Mu Fan as soon as he arrived, smiling amiably.

Mu Fan was wary in his heart, a little awe-inspiring, he didn't even notice the appearance of this old man just now, and he didn't even have a breath at all.

This made him very surprised. He had gathered the soul, and even the soul was so powerful that he didn't even notice the appearance of this old man.

Although it is his instinctive sense of relaxation, there is no sense of crisis in the school, but he is definitely a master if he can appear in front of him without being noticed.

The old people in the school are not ordinary people. Mu Fan will not be foolish to think that he is an ordinary old man, he is definitely a strong one.

"Old man, are you a school teacher?" Mu Fan looked at him in surprise.

The old man in front of him was also looking at him carefully, and the more he looked at him, the more he was surprised, his eyes were about to come out.

Because he can't see through Mu Fan, is it possible to get swollen?

"Weird." Mo Yuan murmured, this kid is weird.

I can't see through, one is that his strength is equal to him, and the other is that he has hidden means to be unable to see through.

Whatever the reason, it is surprising and weird.

"I'm a tutor in the school. That's it. I saw your refining experience just now. I would like to invite you to have a cup of tea to discuss the mystery of refining and share your experience."

Mo Yuan bluntly sent out the invitation, and did not reveal his identity.

But as soon as Mu Fan heard it, he went to drink tea and exchanged his experience in refining, he immediately became interested. Is this old man also a refining master?

But when he changed his mind, he immediately went out of his mind when he thought of the gift bag he had just bought.

"Sorry, I'm not free now, wait until tomorrow."

Mu Fan directly refused Mo Yuan's invitation, opened his private space in front of him, stepped in, and disappeared before his eyes in the blink of an eye.

Only Mo Yuan stood there alone, with a face full of stunned expression. Obviously, he did not expect that his invitation would be rejected, and it was so simple and neat.

"Grandpa, was rejected?"

At this time, a girl came slowly with a smile on her face.

Mo Ying looked at the old man with a smile, and said, "You see, have you been hit? The dignified vice principal of Qingbei, the first master craftsman in the nine districts, was refused to invite someone to drink tea."

Mo Yuan's face turned dark immediately, and he smiled and cursed: "Oh, you little girl, dare to make fun of my old man, be careful I let your father marry you."

"Well, I think that kid just now is not bad, good man, good skills, potential, talent, is a good match."

The more Mo Yuan said, the more ridiculous, Mo Ying's face was flushed, and he gave him an annoyed look.

"Grandpa, you are disrespectful. Be careful when I go to the principal's grandpa to sue you." She snorted angrily.

Mo Yuan smiled straightly: "I'm the principal. Although I'm just a deputy, the old guy can't control me."

"Bing Se, ignore you." Mo Ying turned and left angrily.

Mo Yuan was left thinking about something thoughtfully.

He muttered: "I, Mo Yuan, invite people to eat and drink tea. No one has ever dared to refuse. You kid, okay, waiting for the old man to put on your shoes."

"If you dare to refuse, the old man will marry Xiaoying to him and annoy him every day."

The old man whispered and turned away.

"Ah puff...who scolded me?"

At this time, in the private space, Mu Fan suddenly sneezed, feeling strange.

With a powerful cultivation base, sneezing is definitely not a cold. It must be someone talking about him behind his back.

Mu Fan was surprised: "Isn't there a beauty who misses me?"

Then he shook his head and discarded all the mixed thoughts, and his heart was full of enthusiasm, and he began to check the gift package he had bought.

A gift package that cost a full one billion yuan, what exactly is there?

"System, open the gift package."

Mu Fan couldn't wait, and immediately opened the gift package as soon as he came back, wanting to see what good things were in it.

"Ding!

"The gift package is open, congratulations to the host, get..."

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