Song Yan returned to the dormitory from Red Leaf Villa at 10:20 p.m. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Turning on the light in the living room, his eyes inadvertently fell on the bullet holes in the wall, and the figure of the gold medal killer flashed in his mind.

This person's existence is a time bomb, how can we dig him out?

"It's better to leave it to Nangong Yuntian!"

But immediately he denied this idea, and even the Nangong family, a silver killer like Blood Rose, couldn't track it down, let alone track down the gold medal killer.

However, I have to find an opportunity to turn the Great Elder of the Nangong Family into my puppet, so that I can use the Nangong Family to protect the Uncle Family.

After a simple wash.

Song Yan came to the bedroom and took out the bronze ring.

There are two steps in refining the magic weapon: the first step is to recognize the master with blood, and after the recognition of the master is successful, it needs to be refined with true yuan.

So, Song Yan took out a paper cutter from the bedside table and slashed it across his fingers, squeezed out a drop of blood and dripped it onto the bronze ring, which made him feel pleased that the bronze ring actually quickly absorbed his blood.

Then he felt a subtle connection between himself and the bronze ring.

After urging the life divine light to heal the small wound on his finger, Song Yan began to send the true yuan into the bronze ring.

Suddenly, a great suction force erupted within the bronze ring.

"Boom!"

The true element in the body suddenly exploded, surging uncontrollably towards the bronze ring.

"Not good!"

In just one second, the true element in the body decreased by one-tenth, and the speed at which the true element passed continued to increase.

For a while, Song Yan was a little panicked, and suddenly, he thought that there was still a spirit crystal on his body, so he quickly took out the spirit crystal, held it in the palm of his hand and began to absorb it.

The aura in the spirit crystal was extremely pure, even a few points purer than his true element.

It's just that it takes a while to transform into a true element, and the speed at which the bronze ring devours the true yuan is getting faster and faster, and it seems that it is about to suck his true yuan dry, and in desperation, he can only guide the spiritual energy inhaled into his body to surge towards the meridians of his other hand.

Song Yan's idea of a whimsical move really worked, and the bronze ring actually gave up his true yuan and absorbed the aura instead.

It lasted for about a minute, and the bronze ring suddenly stopped, Song Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he sensed that his connection with this ring became closer and closer.

Suddenly, his eyes went dark.

When the light was restored again, he found himself in a dark space.

The space was about the same size as his bedroom, empty.

"What's that?"

Song Yan's gaze fell on a cyan ancient jade like a ring ruler.

But in the next moment, he was ejected from this space, and at the same time, he sensed that he was holding a cold thing in his hand, and when he looked down, it was the cyan ancient jade he saw in that dim space.

He was slightly stunned, and then understood what was going on.

If he didn't guess wrong, this bronze ring was a storage ring, and this ancient jade should be a jade slip used by immortal cultivators to store information, just like the current USB flash drive.

And reading the information in the jade slip is very simple, just put it in the center of the eyebrows.

As soon as his mind moved, Song Yan put this piece of jade slip in the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly, he sensed a cloud of information pouring into his mind and engraved on his cerebral cortex.

"Wow!"

After reading the information, the jade slip turned into a puddle of jade sand and slipped from his palm......

"I don't know what information is stored in this jade slip?" As he muttered, Song Yan's mind sank into the cerebral cortex, and suddenly, an illusory voice sounded in his ears: "Junior, Poor Dao is a real person, and it is also fate that you can get the jade slip left by Poor Dao, with this map, you can smoothly enter the cave of Poor Dao, and Poor Dao left a few gifts for you in the cave." ”

As soon as the words fell, a map appeared directly in Song Yan's mind.

After reading this map, Song Yan hurriedly turned on the computer and searched for the Yanhuang map on the Internet.

The Yanhuang map on the Internet is very fine, and it is detailed to every village and every rural road in Yanhuang country.

It took two minutes for Song Yan to write down the Yanhuang map, and then compared it with the map in his mind.

But after some comparison, Song Yan's brows couldn't help frowning.

Because this map doesn't overlap with the Yanhuang map.

"Could it be that the cave of Danding Zhenren is not in the territory of Yanhuang?"

"Then search the world map!"

He searched out the world map from the browser, and quickly moved the mouse, and it took about fifteen minutes for Song Yan to memorize the world map accurate to each village.

Let's make a comparison.

"Nima, how come?"

The result of this comparison is that the area where this map is located is actually in a small country called Muka on the Australian continent, one of the five continents.

So, he searched for information about this country called Mucca.

This search is a little dumbfounded.

This country called Nika is only about two-thirds of the land area of Xiangcheng, with a population of about 3.85 million, and there are three cities in its territory, and the capital Saint-Etienne is about the same size as the ordinary county town of Yanhuang.

The other two cities are smaller than the county seats.

What made Song Yan feel speechless the most was that it was such a big place, but it had not yet been unified, the three forces, today I will attack you, tomorrow you will strangle me, in short, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, at least three hundred days are fighting.

In the territory of Nika, there are three major strengths.

The first is the government army, which is only in the vicinity of the capital, Saint-Etienne.

The second faction consisted of a group of rebels, led by a leader named Narita, who was a woman, and who had more than 3,000 militants under her command.

The third force ostensibly accepted the rule of the government army, but in reality, Marshal Girard, who had an army of 5,000 men, did not like the so-called government at all.

Turning off the computer, Song Yan was a little depressed.

If it was said that the cave house left by Danding Zhenren was in Yanhuang territory, he still planned to take two days to find it, but it was on the Australian continent, and it was still in a small country where wars often occurred, so he had to suppress the idea of looking for the cave mansion and wait for the college entrance examination to end and look for it.

With a thought, the system interface was brought up.

"Hey, it's actually gone up by more than 100 million. ”

Finding that the fame value had reached about 200 million and 500 million, Song Yan was quite surprised.

The next day, when Song Yan walked into the classroom, he found dozens of pairs of eyes staring at him hotly.

For this reason, Song Yan had a headache, and before entering the classroom, he had already met several students who asked him for autographs.

Today's morning self-study is Ms. Hansha's class.

However, after the bell rang, it was the Chinese teacher who came.

According to the Chinese teacher, Teacher Han Sha has something at home and may not return to class until tomorrow.

After class, Song Yan wanted to make a call to Han Sha, but after picking it up, he put it down entangledly, because he didn't know how to face Han Sha.

But just then, his phone rang suddenly.

Song Yan frowned, it was an unfamiliar number.

After hesitating, he still pressed the answer button, and a domineering voice came from inside: "May I ask if it's Song Yan? I'm Murong Xinyue's agent Yang Susu, I hope to have an interview with you at noon today, in ......!"

Song Yan was already unhappy in his heart, and he was even more unhappy when he heard this high-pitched voice, so he directly ended the other party's words with the word "not available" and hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Yang Susu's face suddenly froze, and the other party actually hung up her phone.