Chapter 167 Fei'er's 'will'

"Holy Box?" Angels frowned and said angrily: "That is the precious legacy left to me by Fei'er. It now belongs to me and is not within the scope of Fei'er's relics!"

Lao Fuye knew in his heart that he was just a servant, and he only pointed out to Du Chen that Fei'er had left Angels a box, and he said nothing more and retreated behind Du Chen.

There was a mistake in killing, but no one letting go. Du Chen stretched out his hand with this mentality, "It's just an ordinary box-type holy weapon. The vice president does not lack holy weapons. Why not forget it for me! I hope you can give it to me!"

"This is absolutely impossible without negotiation!" Angels suddenly became extremely firm!

Huh? Angels' reaction seemed to be too intense! Du Chen touched his nose and thought, either, there was nothing special about the holy weapon box, but Angels was concerned about the love between his deceased wife and refused to give it to others at will. In fact, although Du Chen didn't like Angels very much, the news from the elder brother, Lao Fuye and others showed that the relationship between Angels and Fei'er was indeed very good. It can be seen that Angels, who was in power, refused to marry again after more than ten years of Fei'er's death, so it was understandable that he refused to hand over Fei'er's last relic.

There is another possibility, that is... it involves some important secret!

"Mr. Angels, it's not good for you to do this!" Du Chen smiled while touching his nose, "I said that the conditions for our transaction are all the personal belongings and everything that my mother had before her death! Do you understand?"

Dong!

Angels suddenly hit his chest with his right fist. He had not yet removed his armor yet. The metallic strike sound from the collision of Sigru's armor and the iron fist gloves was particularly harsh!

This is the declaration of death before the decisive battle between Lanning soldiers, passed on from His Majesty Bowen, the founding Holy Lord! Angels did this to be undoubtedly telling Du Chen that he wanted that holy weapon box unless he killed me!

But this made Du Chen even more interested. He smiled and said, "Duke, you are forcing me again, it seems..."

"Young master, let me talk!" Old Fuye suddenly pulled Du Chen's arm. In Du Chen's opinion, this was the kind old man who didn't want to see Francis clashing with his biological father, so he came forward to ease the atmosphere. However, Du Chen obediently walked out of the house with Old Fuye.

"Master, when I lifted the holy weapon box, the old servant suddenly remembered the situation where the wife left this holy weapon box back then! If it weren't for the old servant's items today, the old servant would have almost forgotten!" Old Fuye scratched his white hair and smiled: "When the wife was seriously ill, she ordered the old servant to invite Lord Angels and three young masters, including you, to the ward, and handed the holy weapon box to Lord Angels... At that time, you and Mr. Charlie were still ignorant children, and Mr. Steve was only eight years old."

"Well, did my mother give me something?"

"At that time, the old servant knew that he was lowly and did not dare to stay in the room to listen to his wife's last words, so he waited at the door, but the wife seemed very excited... and the voice was also very loud, as if she was using fighting spirit to support the last words she said in her last breath, so the old servant also heard some of them. At that time, the lady said... Master, don't be surprised, the old servant just repeats the wife's words in full..."

Du Chen grabbed Fuye's arm and supported the white-haired old man, "Uncle, you are my adoptive father, just say anything!"

Old Fuye was moved, and remembered his last words when he died. His eyes were slightly red and he whispered: "At that time, the lady said that Francis could not practice fighting spirit, and he was a poor stupid child, so please take good care of you by Lord Angels... Alas, after saying this, the lady's breath was already uneven...

Then she should have handed the holy artifact box to Lord Angels, and emphasized that this holy artifact box belongs to her friend, but Madam she left a few small things in it. In the future, Lord Angels, Master Steve, and Master Charlie, who can reach the level of the ninth level of fighting god, can force the holy artifact box to recognize the master, and thus get a few interesting little things she left in it - of course, Madam's friends won't mind either."

Du Chen frowned slightly. What does Fei'er mean? If there are relics left to her husband and son, then leave them directly. Why do you have to set such complex restrictions? For more than ten years, Angels has been standing still in the realm of the eighth-level fighting god, and there is no hope of promotion. Big brother Steve... His qualifications can only be said to be excellent, and he has also spent a lot of energy on many women. It seems that if there is no accident, this holy weapon box should ultimately belong to Charlie!

Lao Fuye said again: "Young Master, what I mean is that although this holy weapon box is a relic left by the wife, she also has a will. Whoever reaches level nine first among you father and son will belong to whom this holy weapon box will belong to... So, don't make things difficult for the master!"

"Uncle, I understand. I will handle this matter well! By the way, what does that box look like?"

After Old Fuye described it for a moment, Du Chen returned to the room and smiled and said, "Sir, Vice President, I understand that since that holy weapon box was designated by my mother to leave for the first person to reach the ninth level of fighting god among my family, then I won't force you, Brooke, let's go!"

Du Chen touched his nose and walked out of St. Cain Manor. He first asked someone to send Lao Fuye back to the manor in Nancheng, and then suddenly lowered his voice, "Cleaning the bones, you and Peeling have also lurked in St. Cain Manor for many years. Do you know this holy artifact box?"

Cheeking the bones shook his head, "No, I have never noticed such an ordinary holy weapon, and I have never mentioned skinning to me!"

Du Chen nodded, "Do you know the secret room of St. Cain Manor or some places where important things are hidden?"

"I know, I mentioned skinning to me, Master, you want..."

"Since I taught Brockman a lesson, I haven't relaxed for a long time. It's time for me to soothe my muscles and bones..."

At this time, on a remote mountain road, a fat wolf with dreams was also soothing his muscles. However...

Bang!

The loud whip alarmed countless birds in the forest. Just as the birds were panicked and were about to fall into their nests, they frightened them and flapped their wings and fled. "Damn big waste, hurry up! If it's dark, we can't get to the destination! The noble Lord Brockman will make you into a pie!"

On a simple tricycle, Brockman and Cino were wearing gorgeous clothes that they stolen or bought from somewhere, just like two nobles wandering around the mountains and fields in the late autumn leaves. They were leisurely. Brockman held a pack of sweet fruit in his hand and slowly tasted it. From time to time, he also pointed at Cino who was rushing the bus, "Hey, let's have another whip, this is not enough! Yes, okay, give him a piece of sweet potato, it will be moldy! Oh, we can't starve to death "No. 6"!"

"Mr. Brockman, you are so kind!" Xino held a fishing bamboo pole in one hand, and tempted the animal in front from time to time. However, in the bait position, the dried sweet potato was hung with moldy sweet potatoes - many noble pigs didn't eat it! His other hand was holding a horse whip, and from time to time, he beat a fat wolf pulling the cart!

Andy, poor, or self-defeated Andy obviously lost a few laps, but this also brought one advantage, that is, his movements were much more agile. Look, with a heavy frame used by a pack horse on his back and two big living people, he could still walk on the bumpy mountain road at a speed of walking.

Mr. Harry's fat wolf weight loss plan that he had worked hard for a long time accidentally realized part of it at this time. Of course, it was only a small part. Our Mr. Andy looked like a fat pig to a slightly stronger wild boar... Anyway, he still looked like a pig and more like a wolf!

Watching the dried sweet potato swaying above his head, Andy swallowed and smiled flatteringly: "Two extremely powerful and handsome adults, can you give poor Andy a little bit of meat? In this way, Andy, who is full, will run harder!"

Bang! The answer to him is a whip!

Andy snorted twice, shook her head and sighed, "I, the darling of the Moon Goddess, Chris Andy! I am a noble snow wolf with dreams and appetites! Of course, I am still a smart snow wolf, so at this moment, I swear in my heart... Oh my God, Master Francis, butler Harry, Andy was wrong, Andy would never be abducted by anyone! I will definitely not be abducted by anyone, who will save Andy!"

"Damn it, shut up!" Xino jumped out of the wolf carriage and kicked Andy hard, "No one can save you, damn it!" Thinking of the inhuman abuse he had suffered a few days ago, a evil fire broke out in Xino's heart, and he increased his strength without any mercy!

"Enough, Cino, don't beat him to death-although I really want to do this! But Lord Philip still needs him to do the test!"

Brockman also stood up from the car and said in a cold voice: "In another half a day, we will be able to arrive at the secret stronghold nearby. Xino, what should we say and what should not be said after we go back? You should know in your heart! If our experience at Base No. 5 is leaked... Humph!" His cold eyes made Xino tremble!

"I understand, my experience is the same as you, sir, and I will not tell you for myself! But Andy also knows our..."

"Stop, I want to give Andy a lesson that will never be forgotten, and when he thinks of this lesson, he will never dare to tell the three female dragons about it!"

Andy, who was slow to react, suddenly shivered and saw in a daze that the two black shadows covered the sun above his head...

Is it dark?
Chapter completed!