I Am In Charge of Myriad Realms Bank

"Beauty, what's your name?"

A prince of the Great Sui Dynasty was one of the top three geniuses of the Great Sui Dynasty. His strength in the late stage of the Lingxuan Realm was not weak, and he felt that his identity was not weak. He immediately stepped forward and asked, "Is it convenient to reveal your identity?"

"People from Wanjie Bank."

Chen Fanyu lifted the teacup lightly with his hand, and slowly opened his sexy pink lips, sipping the tea lightly.

Seeing that the prince of the Great Sui Dynasty felt itchy, he became more courageous, especially when he heard about the power of Wanjie Qianzhuang, and he had never heard of it. He thought that it must not be a big power, and then said: "Are you interested in following the forces of my Great Sui Dynasty and forming a team to enter?"

"With my background in the Sui Dynasty, I will definitely be able to protect the people in your Ten Thousand Realms Bank!"

"No need."

"I am here to recruit apprentices on behalf of Wanjie Bank, and I will not enter the ancient hunting ground."

Hearing this, Chen Fan smiled lightly, and didn't bother to slap his face in front of him. He threw a few gold coins on the tea table, got up and left.

"you……"

The prince of the Great Sui Dynasty suddenly frowned, why did he suddenly turn around and leave after talking?

His complexion suddenly turned ugly, especially when he sensed the strange eyes of the martial artist behind him, he immediately snorted and said, "Myriad Realm Bank? I have never heard of it! Who will go to your place!"

"It's true that any power that doesn't stand on the stage wants to take a share of the action. Think we are blind?"

Chen Fan naturally heard it, but he just chuckled and didn't care.

He is too lazy to deal with such a young man now.

but……

"Buzz!"

On his slender waist, Qing Zhijian was very uncomfortable.

It dares to say the master, it is naturally angry!

"Whoosh!"

Immediately, it flew out, and then circled around the prince of the Great Sui Dynasty at an extremely fast speed, and then lay quietly in the scabbard.

At the same time, the prince of the Great Sui Dynasty didn't know what happened, and he still said sarcastically: "It's a pity for such a beautiful woman, tsk tsk... that skin... I just took a closer look, and it really is... ..."

"Ok?"

"What's wrong?"

Afterwards, he saw that his companions and surrounding warriors looked at him strangely, as if holding back a smile, he frowned immediately, then followed their gazes, and looked down...

Two round holes were cut out on the chest, and the clothes below the waist were completely gone. Basically, he was honest with the people around him!

"rogue!"

Several female fighters passing by turned their heads and scolded: "Isn't this the prince of the Sui Dynasty? How can you do such a shameless act in broad daylight?"

"Who did it?!"

Hearing this, the prince of the Great Sui Dynasty hurriedly covered his important parts, his face flushed with embarrassment.

"It's the same everywhere else, it's better to cover your face."

someone suggested aloud.

The prince of the Great Sui Dynasty hurriedly turned and left angrily.

Seeing this scene, Chen Fan smiled helplessly, and said, "Xiaoqing, didn't the master tell you not to get out of the scabbard casually?"

"Buzz!"

The Qingzhi sword buzzed and trembled, and the emotion revealed seemed to say: Bullying the master is just not okay!

The existence of Xiaoqing is to help the protagonist solve all troubles!

"Uh……"

"Ok."

"However, fish and dragons are mixed here, masters are everywhere, and strong people are like clouds. It's better for you and me to keep a low profile."

Chen Fan's thoughts moved slightly, and he continued to communicate with Qing Zhijian.

Diagonally opposite the teahouse, a pair of eyes narrowed slightly, and they were already staring at the green sword on Chen Fan's waist!

"Spirit weapon!"

"Wanjie Qianzhuang, is it the power of the Central Territory? It even has a spiritual weapon!"

Immediately, his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

This person has seen everything that happened in the teahouse just now. As a master in the middle stage of the psychic realm, although Qing Zhijian's speed is fast, he still keenly captured the trajectory.

Facing a spiritual weapon, how could he not be moved?

So, no matter what, he has to give it a try and find a chance to take it away!

Chen Fan is a ghost at the level of a human soul, and his perception is beyond ordinary people. He immediately realized that he was being targeted.

However, he didn't act in a hurry, but walked around the Black City for another hour, collected some information, and then left the Black City directly.

"Whoosh!"

After leaving the city gate, he picked up places where no one was around, and soon entered a forest.

"It's not bad here, it's very suitable for fighting."

After picking an open space, Chen Fan stopped, turned around and looked behind him, and said, "After following for so long, don't you plan to make a move?"

"Whoosh!"

Immediately, a terrifying aura from the middle stage of the psychic realm rose instantly, locking Chen Fan, and then a middle-aged man rose from the sky, stared at Chen Fan condescendingly, and said, "The perception is good."

"Your ghost is very powerful!"

"Followed me all the way, wouldn't you be kind enough to protect me?"

Chen Fan said lightly: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"You're confident."

The middle-aged man didn't feel any panic from Chen Fan. He didn't even notice the nervousness.

"If you want to join my Wanjie Bank, with your strength, you can meet the standard, but I need to examine your talent and character."

Chen Fan said: "But..."

"I don't think you seem to want to join my Wanjie Bank."

"Myriad World Bank?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, and said: "The power that you have never heard of should be a power that is not in the table in a small country, right?"

"Do you think the old man likes it?"

"really."

Chen Fan nodded, not surprised at all.

"Why don't you guess what I want to do?"

The middle-aged man looked at Chen Fan's delicate body unscrupulously, and asked back.

"I guess……"

"Since it's not for joining Wanjie Bank, it's for death!"

Chen Fan said lightly.

"Arrogance!"

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "Originally, the old man just wanted the spiritual weapon in your waist, but now... the old man has changed his mind!"

"Stay here too, and serve the old man well!"

"Originally, I didn't want to kill you, but your mouth is too short and your heart is too poisonous, so... I also changed my mind."

"die!"

As soon as the words were finished, he was already impatient, and the Qingzhi sword, which wanted to make a big kill, immediately pulled out of its sheath and stabbed at the middle-aged man.

Seeing this, Chen Fan shook his head helplessly, Xiao Qing's temper was too impatient.

"Buzz!"

The middle-aged man immediately waited intently, his hands quickly formed a seal, and the majestic spiritual power roared out, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

After all, what he was facing was a spiritual weapon!

"Iron Mountain Shield, Ning!"

Immediately, a thick spiritual shield emerged.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, he stormed out and rushed straight at Chen Fan, intending to kill him and make the spirit weapon unowned, its power greatly reduced, and it could be used by him!