บท 779: Vengeful Spirits

Pu Shi did not know when it started, but he felt that Fang Heng was a lot more pleasing to the eye.

Pu Shi looked at Fang Heng, and his poker face softened a little. He nodded and said, "Mm, not bad."

The players listened to Pu Shi's evaluation of Fang Heng, then turned back to look at Fang Heng, who was dressed inappropriately.

Strange, how was this 'not bad'?

In the past, there were also support players who wore a large amount of equipment to increase the skill effect of their support skills, but they were far from being as exaggerated as Fang Heng was now.

For a moment, even Pu Shi was looking forward to seeing how Fang Heng's purification spell would be.

"Fang Heng, are you used to the equipment?"

Fang Heng tried to raise his right hand.

"Crash Crash..."

The heavy equipment on his body made a series of heavy crashing sounds.

Fang Heng thought, "This is the sound of money."