After a while, both iron arhats stopped and finished a set of punches.

"If I sell it, I don't know how much it will be worth."

This kind of thought naturally popped up in Chen Mu's mind. He is now so poor that he needs the most is to improve his life.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed and the two iron arhats disappeared.

"I'll go!"

Chen Mu was shocked, reached out to touch him, and felt empty.

It really disappeared.

"What's going on?"

"Does there be a time limit for what is taken out of the novel?"

After a while, Chen Mu had the most reasonable guess in his heart. He was a little disappointed and thought he could make a fortune this time, but now he has lost his fortune.

Soon, he comforted himself, "It's not bad. Even if there is time limit, it's a powerful plug-in."

Think about it, how many magical things are in the novel? If you use them well, it is not easy to make money?

If we can summon things from science fiction novels or even fairy tale novels, then—

When Chen Mu thought of this, his mood suddenly became excited. He took out the pen and wanted to study how much it could do.
Chapter completed!