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Si Mingxu looked at Xu Zhaolin steadily.
After a while, he suddenly hooked his lips and smiled: "Okay."
Then, he stretched out his right hand, and placed a small and delicate dark green Qiankun bag in the palm of his hand, with two small seal characters of "Bi Xiao" embroidered on the corners. It was the Qiankun bag that Si Mingxu usually used in his daily life.
Xu Zhaolin was slightly taken aback. Si Mingxu was so forthright? This is not the same as what he thought.
He couldn't figure out the meaning of the Bixiao City Lord for a while, and he didn't go forward to get the universe bag, but looked sideways at Zhao Qifang: "Master Zhao Feng, look?"
The two looked at each other, and Zhao Qifang obviously hesitated. The middle-aged Confucian scholar with a clear face frowned, and carefully looked at Si Mingxu and the Qiankun bag in his hand, his eyes were full of scrutiny, as if he was judging the other party's intentions.
After a while, no one came to pick up the universe bag.
?Si Mingxu smiled, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile: "Did you guys still search for this Qiankun bag?"
The more he was like this, the more suspicious Xu Zhaolin and Zhao Qifang became. Xu Zhaolin is deeply scheming and has far-reaching plans, while Zhao Qifang is an old fritter who has been in the world for many years. Both of them knew that the boat could be sailed carefully, so they only carefully looked at the Qiankun bag, but they didn't go forward.
Han Yong is impulsive. He saw that Si Mingxu had taken out the Qiankun bag, but the others looked at each other and stood still. He was already very irritable, and Guizi scolded him countless times.
At this time, after hearing Si Mingxu's sarcasm, the fiery bearded man couldn't bear it anymore, snorted coldly and strode forward, reaching out to get the Qiankun bag.
Zhao Qifang said anxiously: "Junior Brother Han, beware of fraud!"
Before he finished speaking, Han Yong's big hand touched the delicate satin fabric of the Qiankun bag.
Just now he was overjoyed, but his hand suddenly sank, and a great sticky force stuck to the small bag. Han Yong let out a "huh" and exerted some strength, but the Qiankun bag remained motionless.
Si Mingxu's hands were clearly spread out, and he didn't seem to exert any strength, but no matter how hard this burly man tried his best, he just couldn't lift the palm-sized Qiankun bag.
Siming Xu raised his eyebrows and said with a light smile, "Master Han, what's the problem?"
Han Yong knew that he seemed to be on the right track, so he stared fiercely at Si Mingxu with wide-eyed tiger eyes for a moment, and opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, his appearance was very funny.
Si Mingyan next to him couldn't help but burst out laughing. This young man has a beautiful complexion, and his smile is even more innocent. But at this time, the crisp laughter echoed in the room, but it seemed extremely ironic.
Han Yong's face in Chinese characters was flushed, but fortunately, his complexion was dark and he had a beard all over his face, but it was not obvious.
He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, moved his feet slightly and stood in a horse stance, secretly concentrating his spiritual power on his right hand. The big bearded man let out a loud yell and exerted tremendous strength to take the Qiankun bag from Simingxu's palm!
But at this moment, the sticky force on Simingxu's palm suddenly disappeared without a trace like a cow falling into the sea.
Han Yong used too much force this time, but he didn't expect to miss it. Although he picked up the universe bag, his wrist was dislocated with a "click" due to the rebound of spiritual power, and his hands were weak and unstable, and the universe bag fell back into Si Mingxu's hands with a "click".
At the same time, he couldn't hold back the strength on his feet, he stepped back a few steps, and still fell on his back, very embarrassed.
Si Mingxu secretly laughed in his heart. His trick was actually adapted from a martial arts novel, but he didn't expect that people in the comprehension world would still be fooled. The masters in martial arts novels often use internal force to stick objects in their palms and play tricks on villains; while he uses spiritual power, the effect is just as good.
Han Yong got up, and the complexion of the bearded man was like a pig's liver. He lost his face in front of everyone, and he was ashamed and angry in his heart. He immediately roared and pulled out his long sword brazenly, looking like he was desperate!
Although this person is tall and tall, his "Qingling swordsmanship" makes him swift and light. I saw him move "Hengshan Breaking Ridge", the long sword suddenly swept across the air, the wind of the sword made the clothes of everyone in the room slightly agitated, it can be described as menacing!
However, Si Mingxu didn't make a move, and said flatly, "Ah Heng."
If it wasn't a very urgent situation, he really didn't want to rely on the strong to bully the weak, and bully a Nascent Soul cultivator. What's more, the hero has practiced sword with him on Yunhai Cliff for so long. He stayed up late every night to make up the vernacular sword manual, and lost a lot of hair. He doesn't know Xiao Heng's actual combat now.?Gripping Simingyan's shoulder, his natal sword "Zhaoying" rested on the young man's slender neck. Under the tip of the sword, the slight pulse of the artery can be seen faintly, as long as Xu Zhaolin exerts a little force, the young man will immediately splatter three feet of blood.
Si Mingxu's heart trembled, and he suddenly felt a burst of unspeakable anger. This anger was directed at Xu Zhaolin and at himself. What made him angry was that Xu Zhaolin, a master of the Ruyi sect who was a master of the distraction stage, actually took an innocent young man of the foundation establishment stage hostage; and he himself was so negligent that Siming Yan easily fell into the hands of the enemy.
Apart from his anger, he was also a little confused. What is Xu Zhaolin trying to do by getting involved and offending himself so much?
Siming Yan's complexion was pale, without any trace of blood, but there was not much fear in his eyes. He shook his head very lightly to his elder brother, with just such a slight movement, the tip of the sword pierced into the flesh immediately, and a little blood was seen.
Xu Zhaolin said sharply: "City Master Si, please put down your sword."
Si Mingxu stared at him closely, Xu Zhaolin exerted a slight force on his hand, and there was a deep bloodstain on Simingyan's snow-white neck.
Si Mingxu gritted his teeth, loosened his hand, and Zhan Yun fell to the ground with a clang. He gently closed his eyes, thinking about whether to sacrifice the Nine-Life Banner here and make him turn upside down.
Zhao Qifang touched his neck, and kicked Zhan Yun to Xu Zhaolin's feet.
Xu Zhaolin said slowly: "City Master Si, please throw your universe bag over."
Si Mingxu remained silent, raised his hand and threw the Qiankun bag out.
Xu Zhaolin reached out to pick it up, but it was empty.
In the blink of an eye, a white shadow flashed by. When everyone came back to their senses, the Qiankun bag had been firmly nailed to the wall by a long sword. The long sword finally left the old scabbard, revealing a whole body of snow white, it was the famous sword Shuangxue.
Li Liangxiao leaned against the window and folded his arms, looking at Xu Zhaolin with dark eyes: "Master Xu, you have handed over his Qiankun bag, who shall I ask to pay for the wine in the future? I think you are deliberately trying to embarrass me."
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