Chapter 1186 (1/2)

Later practitioners, slower than Qin Huan thought, waited for two days in a row, but no one came.

However, in these two days, he didn't get nothing.

Qin Huan's brow was slightly wrinkled when he stared at some green brick on the ground, showing a trace of surprise. He really didn't expect that there would be any unexpected harvest when he hid in such a place.

Of course, Qin Huan didn't know what it was, but there must be something under this green brick.

Because it's empty.

If it wasn't for Qin Huan, he had just chosen this wood house, and just hid in this pile of wood, and just stepped on this brick Yes, it's just a coincidence.

There is no flaw in either the naked eye or the divine sense, but the sound of stepping on one foot is different.

In such a strange courtyard, countless treasures were stained with the sense of contract that made the ”old Tortoise” afraid. Qin Huan was certainly very conscious and could not touch anything.

But he was really curious about what was hidden in this tile.

Let the ”old Tortoise” check it carefully. The floor tile itself is OK. Qin Huan hesitated and bit his teeth.

It's very easy to take the floor tiles into your hands, which is more important than you think. After shaking them carefully, there is a ”crash” sound.

In the floor tiles!

”Master, be careful. Be careful!” ”Old Tortoise” is full of nervousness, and has scolded him hundreds of times.

How old are you? I'm still curious. I don't know that it's easy to kill people? I'm speechless!

Live a good life, can't you?

Qin Huan took a breath. His fingers were slightly forced. With the ”click” sound, the floor tiles were broken into several pieces. A round ball fell out. It was like an iron pimple that had been buried in the ground for countless years. The surface was rusty, showing a dark red mixed with dark yellow rust color.

”Did you check it out?”

”Master, I've seen it eight times. It really doesn't taste like a contract.”

The good news is confirmed that this thing is different from the treasure in the yard. It is not contaminated with the unknown terrible contract.

Qin Huan took it into his hand. The first feeling was that it didn't look very heavy. No wonder the floor tiles were so heavy.

Then, I just feel ordinary.

There was no reaction, just like a real, rusty iron pimple.

But it doesn't make sense.

Who would be so boring, a piece of iron pimple as a treasure, hidden in the floor tiles of the wood house.

No matter in which script or novel, it's proper. The rhythm of big baby's appearance.

It's not going to be that simple!

Qin Huan tried to inject mana into it, but he was like a bull in the mud entering the sea without any movement.

As a result, Qin Huan's eyes brightened As expected, there is a problem!

If it's really just a piece of ordinary iron pimple, it would have been broken by his power. If you can absorb mana, it means that there is heaven and earth in it. And it's just like this. It's not common to eat without dew.

Qin Huan took it into his hands and poured in the magic power. At the beginning, he was afraid that it could not bear it and deliberately controlled the speed.

But as time goes by, I don't know how much mana I've swallowed. The iron pimple is still the iron pimple. It hasn't changed at all.

What else can I say? Let go of your arms and pour magic into it. I don't believe you are a bottomless hole.

An hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Three hours There is a little left.

Qin Huan opened his eyes, his face was slightly white, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

There is still power in the body, but the rest is less than half. In this courtyard, he dare not really let himself fall into a weak state.

Qin Huan felt a little pain in his brain when he saw the iron pimple that still kept his true nature. As far as his current accomplishments are concerned, his body's magic power is so powerful that it's far beyond the ordinary divine level. Almost half of it was thrown in, but he didn't even have any water.

However, the more it is, the more it can show that iron pimple is absolutely not ordinary. As expected, the plot won't deceive people. It's the grand baby.

Restore mana.

At this time, Qin Huan couldn't help thinking about the two rare stone lions outside the gate of the house. If they were here, they would not be so troublesome. If they were there for a while, they could almost recover their magic power.

It's not easy to wait until the mana is almost restored. Pick up the iron pimple and continue. But Qin Huan's mana is still unchanged until it drops below half of the warning line again.

Then he began to recover and miss the lion's head.

After seven or eight times of tossing back and forth, Qin Huan's whole body was numb. He even couldn't help wondering if he was doing idle work. His output of mana was enough to support a source God for several times.

I didn't even respond!

He thought about giving up, but he just thought about it and was thrown away. Qin Huan's toughness was inspired by iron pimple.Don't believe it. As a real man who has made a breakthrough in the abyss world, he can't deal with you little thing?

Just when Qin Huan was fighting against iron pimple, the dense fog outside the house was rolling violently, and a passage condensed out to the only entrance.

Soon, a friar flew out of it.

He looked miserable, half of his body dried up, like he had been drained of blood and flesh, and one arm was missing.

At the moment when he flew out of the passage, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, but his back was still straight and his whole body was stirring with the meaning of horror sword.