Different Dimension Game

"Oh!" This woman was obviously not an innocent and ignorant woman, she quickly shut her mouth and chose to trust her husband.

Pan Hao is in his seventies. At this age, even if he wants to take care of his lover, he can't bring it home directly.

Moreover, the little girl was dirty and carried a snakeskin bag, which looked like she had picked it up on the roadside.

"You go to the toilet to take a bath first, and then we will talk about you. The saint arranged for me to pick you up, there must be a reason, but he doesn't want to come forward... Hey, you clean up first, we will think about it later. To find ways to."

Feng Ling cautiously entered the bathroom and turned on the shower faucet.

The technological level of the new world is similar to that of her past world, and these devices are not unfamiliar to use.

"The clothes are hanging by the door, you can change."

After Pan Hao put a few pieces of his granddaughter's clothes at the door, he walked downstairs wearing slippers.

"Crack" lit a cigarette, and my heart was surging.

He is nervous!

Trembling with fright!

"My motherfucker, this is because Duke Ye loves dragons!" Pan Hao cursed in his heart.

He is a very contradictory person. In a blink of an eye, it has been forty years since he escaped from Taoyuan Village. Although he was extremely panicked at first, after he calmed down, the mysterious unknown attracted him all the time.

Even though the quality of life is getting higher and higher, and the money is getting more and more, but seeing a wider world, and now owning one-third of an acre of land, there is a feeling of being uninterested.

However, being used to a peaceful life, it is difficult to devote yourself to the real adventure.

Pan Hao found that the cigarette was extinguished and lit it again, his hand holding the lighter trembled a little.

"Hey, at the age of Alzheimer's, I still want to take risks, take risks."

But the saint's dream, he had to do it.

I looked at the snakeskin bag again, and there was an ominous aura inside.

He touched the ancestral dagger on his waist.

Silently, "In!"

The dagger flew out, knocked off a leaf outside the window, turned around again, and flew back.

"It seems that my old Pan, the sword is not old, and it is still useful."

After washing for more than 20 minutes and cleaning the stains on her body, Feng Ling went downstairs in a T-shirt.

The girl is actually quite good-looking. She is 1.6 meters tall, not too tall, her skin is white and tender, her hair is shiny, but her figure is a little thinner and her **** are too small, no different from an airport... But overall she still looks good. Not bad.

"Drink tea first, then eat later. Don't be afraid, my granddaughter is as old as you." Lao Pan tried his best to make a kind smile.

"That... Uncle." Feng Ling bit her lip. While she was taking a bath, she thought for a long time and couldn't help but ask, "Do you have such a powerful organization here..."

"How powerful do you want to be? Am I strong enough?" Pan Hao controlled the ancestral dagger and danced in the air.

Ye is someone who has been killed hundreds of times by weirdness.

"This may not be enough..."

Feng Ling's eyes shone slightly, white light flickered from her pupils, Pan Hao's head was in a trance, and the ancestral dagger drawn in circles in the air fell to the ground with a bang.

Pan Hao was shocked, this woman is actually the kind with fighting ability!

He cleared his throat and said, "I am indeed a little scoundrel. And our world also has many powerful organizations."

"But I have to avoid them because I have to keep a secret...I don't really want to deal with them."

"It's not difficult to find them."

Pan Hao picked up a banana, peeled it and ate it: "First of all, let me know what happened to you. If you don't say anything, I can't help you."

Feng Ling was silent for a moment, then spit out two words: "One... invaded our world. I want help."

"Cough, cough!" Pan Hao coughed violently, his face flushed, and he almost choked himself with a banana. It took a long time for him to recover.

He didn't know if the "Demon God" in another world was the one he understood, but no matter what, the news was surprising enough.

"I thought it was something."

Pan Hao frowned: "It's the 'devil' at the beginning, except for the saints who may help you solve it, other organizations... do you think it's possible. And what bargaining do you have to let those big organizations and a large number of casualties save you? world? With what's in your snakeskin bag?"

"I-I-I..." Feng Ling stuttered nervously, her face was slightly red and her muscles were tense.

She opened the snakeskin bag, and a pile of leather shoes fell out.

"what is this……"

Pan Hao is also a person with an old-fashioned eye. At a glance, he can see that these leather shoes are street goods, and there is no supernatural element: "A pair of dozens of dollars. Or a single one? You can't even sell it."

"Huh? Wait."

These leather shoes are very strange, there are men and women in styles, what is the use, but I don't know what is going on.

Another red high-heeled shoe fell out.

"Oh? This thing... is a bit interesting. I don't know what it does, but it does have a weird element."

Another large piece of the box fell out, weighing a full 20 kilograms. This thing is very heavy.

"Sec... Mithril?! Good guy~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Where did you get so much mithril from such a sack!" Pan Hao was startled, his face showed a look of horror, "You won't steal The treasury of a big country? Could it be that your world is rich in mithril?"

"If that's the case, the benefits are really huge!"

Mithril is bought and sold on the black market in the supernatural, and it is calculated by "grams", and one gram is about one million yuan. Still dollars!

The real dignitaries wear mithril and fine gold as decorations. Rare things are precious, and these supernatural elements are the real luxury goods, which are many times more precious than all kinds of gems.

As a result, it was 20 kilograms of mithril, which could be worth tens of billions?

The more Pan Hao thought about it, the more his scalp felt numb.

If this little girl really became an internationally wanted criminal, he wouldn't be able to cover him even if he wanted to!

The benefits of tens of billions are too great, especially since there are magical abilities such as divination and prophecy in this world, as long as you are willing to spend the cost, it is no longer a problem to find a wanted criminal.

Feng Ling's face turned slightly red, and she quickly said, "No, no, it's not stolen! It's... it's a product of the twisted body, and I picked it up!"

"Twisted...you mean weird? In our world, we call these monsters 'weird'."

Pan Hao breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the tadpole text on the box fragments, took a magnifying glass and pondered for a long time.

I can't read it, I don't know the language of which country at all.

After the Gorefiend incident, Pan Hao stopped robbing tombs and specialized in "curiosity". Of course, he had something to do with strange objects, and he was considered to be erudite.

But these tadpole texts are unheard of...