Zhang Xiaohan's storage bracelet is like a hot potato in the monk's hand. Yes, the monk does not have the concept of "hot potato" in his eyes, but looking at the monk's expression, you can completely think of this meaning.

Zhang Xiaohan smiled, and since Ye Liuxiang called him to break his body, he kept smiling, with a calm and gentle atmosphere, but what she said was so so sophisticated - so unrestrained and terrifyingly arrogant.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, what do you mean?" Cultivator Yu's face darkened, and he took retreat as an advance.

Zhang Xiaohan also restrained his smile: "If this is the rule, we will do it according to the rules."

The monk Yu's face was dark and confused. He pondered, and his eyes moved from Zhang Xiaohan's face to Ye Liuxiang. Ye Liuxiang's expression was hidden under the mask, not clearly visible, but his eyes seemed to shine, showing excitement, and his slightly opened mouth showed white teeth, as if he was a beast who saw his prey.

My thoughts moved slightly, my eyes pressed down on my teammate's mouth, and said to Ye Liuxiang: "Fellow Taoist Ye, what do you mean?"

Ye Liuxiang rolled her eyes, put away the black flying sword in her hand, looked at Zhang Xiaohan with a smile, "If fellow Taoist Yu also admits this rule, then follow the rules."

Zhang Xiaohan squinted Ye Liuxiang, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised up again, giving him a smile that seemed to be a smile. The eyes of the two people collided in the air, and Zhang Xiaohan's smile suddenly deepened.

She was not afraid that monk Yu would take the storage bracelet, even if he didn't take out several magic weapons there, nor was she afraid that Ye Liuxiang would participate. Isn't this fun?

The monk Yu weighed the storage bracelet in his hand, and suddenly threw it away. The storage bracelet drew an arc in the air and flew back to Zhang Xiaohan. Zhang Xiaohan reached out and grabbed it, and put it back on his wrist without any concern.

The tension that had just risen in the air suddenly disappeared. Wu Zhe looked left and right for no reason, wanting to say something but stopping.

"Since we are from the same team, we must work together. We will not force the two to send us military merits. The best survival mode for the team is to concentrate a monk to obtain a large number of military merits first, which can ensure that we can return to the battlefield to exchange magic weapons at any time. Do you have any opinions on this?"

Cultivator Yu suddenly changed his attitude. Except for Zhang Xiaohan and Ye Liuxiang, everyone was shocked. Cultivator Wen seemed to want to say something, but looking at Cultivator Yu's face, he closed his mouth. Only Wu Zhe's eyes were still turning around, as if he was ignorant.

"I have no objection." Zhang Xiaohan said first.

"It's all right, but it's a pity that I originally wanted to make a fortune on fellow Daoist Zhang." Ye Liuxiang sighed, as if it was very meaningless, and said without any hesitation.

The expressions of monk Yu and others changed slightly again, and only Zhang Xiaohan still smiled: "I'm so embarrassed, it's delayed the wealth of fellow Taoist Ye."

The face of monk Yu looked even more ugly. He took a breath slowly and forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart. He felt that after Zhang Xiaohan stood up, he was passive everywhere. Now he just wanted to pull a few wandering souls over quickly and see the strength of Zhang Xiaohan and Ye Liuxiang. If his strength was not as good as they showed, he would definitely kill him.

"Okay, let's attract a few wandering souls first." Cultivator Yu glanced at the jade pendant on Zhang Xiaohan's left chest. Zhang Xiaohan understood what Cultivator Yu meant and sent his spiritual power to the jade pendant openly. A number was clearly displayed on it, and Ye Liuxiang looked over without hesitation.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang is such a good method." Ye Liuxiang praised, as if she took a step toward her side casually.

Zhang Xiaohan was about to be modest, but suddenly his eyebrows stood up, and a dangerous feeling appeared again. A long sword suddenly appeared in her hand, and she slashed behind her back. Out of the corner of her eyes, Wu Zhe, who was closest to her, flashed a white light in his hand, and slashed behind her.

Her feet had already raised, but she took them back, and slapped them back with her backhand and slapped them backwards before Wu Zhe. The foot was wrong. The person had already faced the wandering soul. The white light flashed and he stopped holding back. He slashed several times. His spiritual sense immediately hurt. The person suddenly floated back. The figure of the wandering soul was extremely faint. Wu Zhe opened his eyes wide and looked over. His sword actually stopped in the air and had no chance to fall.

Zhang Xiaohan retreated. Youhun had no intelligence, but he did not chase Zhang Xiaohan, but instead ran towards Wu Zhe. Zhang Xiaohan was surprised and understood that although Youhun came to pursue the spiritual consciousness, he was far away from her, and instinctively chased and attacked the nearest monk.

Another white light was heard. A monk who had no name and had no words to come forward and killed the wandering soul. A little green spiritual light floated to the jade talisman on the monk's chest. The jade talisman flashed, and no numbers appeared on it.

"Pai!" Ye Liuxiang patted her hands twice and praised her again, "Friend Zhang is good at skill."

Zhang Xiaohan glanced at Ye Liuxiang and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, why did this wandering soul attack me first?"

Ye Liuxiang spread her hands: "You and I are in a straight line now."

Ye Liuxiang's words changed everyone's expressions - this night, they were already frightened by Zhang Xiaohan and Ye Liuxiang's words. It wouldn't be surprising if Zhang Xiaohan and Ye Liuxiang fought together in the next moment.

Zhang Xiaohan smiled and nodded: "I was careless." He didn't say anything else, and he just opened it lightly.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, we are all teammates, how can you do this?" Wu Zhe frowned and said angrily to Ye Liuxiang.

"It's me wrong. Fellow Daoist Zhang, please forgive me." Ye Liuxiang looked upright, and she clasped her fists at Zhang Xiaohan and apologized.

After Ye Liuxiang said this, Wu Zhe was speechless all of a sudden. I don’t know how to continue. Zhang Xiaohan nodded with a smile: “Fellow Daoist Ye, please be polite.”

Then he bowed to Wu Zhe and said, "Thank you for your help from fellow Taoist Wu."

"I didn't help much, Fellow Daoist Zhang, your technique is so fast. Your soul-slaying sword seems to be different from ours." Wu Zhe waved his hand.

"Oh, it was a silver-armored monk who replaced me." Zhang Xiaohan said as he took out the long sword he had put out again and threw it to Wu Zhe.

Wu Zhe took it and looked carefully, looked at it with envy, looked at it with a few glances, and sent the long sword back to Zhang Xiaohan.

Zhang Xiaohan took it and glanced at the face of monk Yu, and asked, "Is it inappropriate for me to know the silver-armored monk, or is it inappropriate for this soul-slashing sword?"

The few people looked at each other, and the monk Yun chuckled and said with a little contemptuous look: "No wonder Fellow Daoist Zhang threw the storage bracelet to Senior Yu without any concern."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaohan raised his eyebrows, put away the long knife in his hand, pulled down the storage bracelet on his wrist again, and threw it in front of the monk Yu: "Senior Yu, you can do it."
Chapter completed!