Who put Fatty Blue in my pocket?

"Where are you going to take me?" Wen

Fan was walked around by Zuo Yiyi, and he could still see a few servants who looked like housekeepers, but now he couldn't see any of them.

"Just follow it. Zuo

Yiyi seemed to be angry with Wen Fan. There is no enthusiasm for facing Lin Lao at all.

Sighing helplessly, Wen Fan had no choice but to follow.

Zuo Yiyi's long black and supple hair, tied in a ponytail, swayed behind him, made Wen Fan want to go up and pull it.

But in the end, I restrained this naïve idea.

"Who is Lin Lao? You have a good relationship with him?" Wen

Fan had nothing to say

, although Zuo Yiyi was angry, but when it came to Grandpa Lin, she still respected: "Lin Lao was the previous head of the Mucheng Law Enforcement Regiment, and because of physical reasons, he stepped down and went to the Ministry of Supervision to retire after Liu Yu came.

He is also my grandfather's best friend, my grandfather often said that he had a lifelong friendship, and I also treated him as a grandfather, and the relationship was naturally good.

It's here.

Wen Fan looked at the surroundings, a very quiet little corner.

"There's no one else here, and there's no camera. Zuo

Yiyi turned around and was horrified to see Wen Fan's movements.

"What are you doing?!! Wen

Fan just took off his shirt and was picking up his pants, which were halfway through.

"Isn't that what you're calling me here for?

Seeing Wen Fan smiling evilly and licking his lips obscenely, Zuo Yiyi trembled and roared:

"Fireball Technique! Fireball Technique! Fireball Technique!Fireball Technique!Fireball Technique!Fireball Technique!Fireball Technique!Fireball Technique!"

More than a dozen fireballs burst towards Wen Fan like a pea machine gunner with a torch.

Fortunately, Zuo Yiyi is only a white-robed mage, and he is not good at learning, although there are many fireballs, but the flight speed is slow.

Wen Fan relied on his rich survival experience to avoid them all.

"Damn! You're sick!" Wen

Fan was angry.

"You're seriously ill!You're unreasonable!Perverted!Disgusting!Lewd!Obscene!Filthy!Unbearable!Despicable!Shameless!"

Stop, stop!" Seeing Zuo Yiyi's angry appearance, Wen Fan hurriedly spoke out to stop it. At the same time, I tried to put the clothes back on.

However, Zuo Yiyi did not give him this opportunity.

"Anti-gravity technique!Fireball technique!" Wen

Fan only felt his body float uncontrollably, and watched as a fist-sized scorching fireball appeared in front of him and flew towards him crookedly but unusually firmly.

"Grass! Come on, really!" Don't

look at this fireball, it doesn't look big, and the scorching temperature on it can't be carried by your fragile little body.

Peng!

A dull voice sounded in mid-air on Wen Fan's body. A puff of white smoke rises.

The continuous spell release made Zuo Yiyi panting, and after venting the annoyance in his heart, he realized that he seemed to have taken too heavy a blow under the panic.

"Wen Fan, are you alright?" Zuo Yiyi exclaimed.

Wen Fan in mid-air felt the disappearance of the anti-gravity technique, his body sank, adjusted his posture, and landed in a handsome posture of kneeling on one knee.

Seeing Wen Fan intact and the exquisite round shield in his hand, Zuo Yiyi relaxed.

Wen Fan, who was relying on the shield of the American team to resist the fireball, felt the tingling sensation coming from his knees, and couldn't stand up for a while.

"Crazy woman!" Wen Fan gritted his teeth.

Zuo Yiyi didn't break out again because of Wen Fan's insults, she stared at the round shield in Wen Fan's hand, her eyes glaring at the boss.

"Is this the shield, where did you get it from?" Zuo Yiyi's tone was excited.

"Out of the crotch!" Wen Fan said in a bad tone.

Zuo Yiyi was embarrassed to get up: "You take off your pants so obscenely, who knows that you have to take out a shield."

Wen Fan was speechless, this idiot actually believed it.

Now that he has decided to rely on Zuo Yiyi to pave the way for himself, Wen Fan will not pretend.

"You're here for this, there's no need to sneak around. Wen Fan felt the tingling sensation in his knees gradually subside, and slowly stood up and explained: "At that time, I was supported by him at the foot of the demonic beast. Zuo

Yiyi stepped forward, her eyes were full of little stars, she wanted to see Wen Fan herself to ask about the situation that day, thinking that maybe Wen Fan was worried about his secret, so she brought him to this secret place, and at the same time, considering that Wen Fan might not necessarily say, she was mentally prepared, but she didn't expect Wen Fan to be so honest. I thought too much about it.

Zuo Yiyi's face was a little red, but she still asked tentatively, "Can I touch it?"

"Whatever!" Wen Fan stretched his shield forward, his eyes narrowing slightly.

In fact, he didn't know what level the shield of the American team was in the eyes of these mages, and he also wanted to use Zuo Yiyi's eyes to find out, so as not to cause too much of a sensation when facing Mayor Zuo.

Zuo Yiyi's fingers slid lightly over the shield, feeling the coldness, but not too much substantial touch.

"What kind of material is this, what kind of ability does it have??" Zuo Yiyi was shocked as he looked at the shield that had undergone a fireball technique without any traces.

Wen Fan took in Zuo Yiyi's reaction and said lightly: "A meteorite is made that can absorb energy, including kinetic energy.

Zuo Yiyi was even more shocked, this was the first time she had seen such a strange shield.

As far as she could see, she had seen shields that could unfold and shape, shields that could reflect attacks, and even shields that could store magic. This is the first time I've seen a shield that absorbs energy.

"It's amazing! With this shield, there is no problem in being admitted to the Demon Capital University, and there will even be a huge acquisition!" As he spoke, Zuo Yiyi tapped lightly on the shield, and then slapped, but all the power seemed to sink into the sea, without any feedback.

"Is this what you made with your own hands? How many pieces are there?Would you like to sell them?"

Looking at Zuo Yiyi's glowing eyes, Wen Fan had a rough understanding of the gold content of the shield, even in this world where magic is respected, it is one of the best treasures.

Taking the shield back, Wen Fan said lightly: "This is the only one, and the expensive and the cheap are not sold." Zuo

Yi reluctantly let go, and his perception of Wen Fan gradually changed.

At first, he was only regarded as an ordinary student, and after being rescued from the feet of alien beasts, he thought that he belonged to some family of creators, and now, he has developed a strong interest in himself.

If you can make such a strange shield, you can create a second one, at least in terms of creation, and your talent for creation is definitely not low.

If you can pull him into the Zuo family......

Just thinking this, the phone rang.

Picking up the phone, Zuo Huaibi's loud voice came out: "Where did you go? I'm just waiting for you to eat!"

Put down the phone, put away the complicated thoughts in his heart, Zuo Yiyi prepared to return with Wen Fan.

"Where's your shield?" put down the phone and found Wen Fan standing alone, his shield gone.

"Stuffed back. Wen Fan was calm.

Zuo Yiyi's gaze moved downward, then his face turned red, and he raised his eyes without squinting.

She also reacted that Wen Fan was playing with her, but she had nothing to say, but she couldn't see through Wen Fan more and more.