As Xiao Bai ran over behind him, looking at the old basket net swaying in the wind by the light of the fire, Yunchu stood on the ground for a moment, then walked forward carefully and put his hand on the already mottled paint-covered basket post. superior.
The metal is cold in the palm of my hand.
Feeling the real touch, calm as Yunchu could not help but lose consciousness.
Steel pipes, basketballs... why are these things here?
How come these things exist in this world!
"careful!"
On the side, Shen Fengchu suddenly screamed and rushed forward, throwing Yunchu to the ground.
when!
In mid-air, a strange light flashed.
A white foreign object came through the air and hit the basket post.
I don't know how many years had passed, but the heavily weathered metal pipe screamed and collapsed under the tremendous force.
At the same time, three Jianghu people fell to the ground in frustration.
All three of them had a white foreign object on their bodies.
That thing is somewhat like ivory in color, but its texture is not as delicate as ivory.
"It's bones!"
Shangguan Wuji's voice was filled with surprise.
"Everyone, be careful!"
Chen Qi suddenly gave a deep shout and jumped up.
In mid-air, there was a strange sound of clothes breaking through the air.
Just as Shen Fengchu threw Yun Chu to the ground, a figure rushed into the crowd like a ghost.
Only a few muffled popping sounds were heard, and several figures flew out and landed dullly.
The crowd quickly dispersed, and Shen Fengchu had already pulled Yunchu up from the ground, protecting him behind him and looking at the man warily.
Xiaobai had also rushed over and stood beside Shen Fengchu, baring his teeth and making a protesting sound.
"Protect the princess!"
Shangguan Wuji rushed over immediately behind him and protected Yun Chu and Shen Fengchu with the remaining two Fengqi camp disciples.
Everyone surrounded the man, and no one took action rashly.
The firelight reflected the figure of the man, with his tall body and slightly arched back. From his figure, he could tell that he was a man. He was wearing a robe that was already in tatters and the color could not be distinguished.
The disheveled hair had not been washed for an unknown amount of time, and hung down in dust, covering her head and face. Her facial features could not be seen clearly, and the chin exposed between the hair was so skinny that it was almost skinny.
"The treasure is mine, you are all not allowed to steal it!"
The man's eyes stared at the crowd eerily from behind his messy hair, and his voice was as sharp and harsh as rusty metal rubbing against each other.
Yun Chu took a step forward, stood beside Shen Fengchu, and shouted in a deep voice, "Who are you?!"
"I am... the owner of the treasure!" The hunched-backed man turned to look at Yun Chu. A flash of surprise flashed in his gloomy eyes, and then turned to joy, "Ning'er?"
"Xiao Wu!"
On the side, Xu Changqing, the nine-pocket elder of the Beggar Clan, watched his disciple die in his arms after being injured by the hunched-backed man. He put down his disciple's body and raised his face to look at the hunched-backed man. His eyes were full of anger and he let out a low roar. He flew up and grabbed the hunched man's back.
The hunched-backed man turned around, raised his left hand, and flicked it seemingly casually with his skinny fingers.
With a snap of the fingers, a strong wind blew up.
puff!
Xu Changqing only felt a powerful force coming towards his face. His chest hurt as if he had been hit by a giant axe, and his heart was in pain. He spat out a mouthful of blood. He fell to the ground like a rag bag, with blood in his mouth and nose. The foamy blood overflowed and Xu Changqing died on the spot.
Seeing Xu Changqing dying on the spot, everyone's expressions changed. I like you, I really do! (6)
As Xiao Bai ran over behind him, looking at the old basket net swaying in the wind by the light of the fire, Yunchu stood on the ground for a moment, then walked forward carefully and put his hand on the already mottled paint-covered basket post. superior.
The metal is cold in the palm of my hand.
Feeling the real touch, calm as Yunchu could not help but lose consciousness.
Steel pipes, basketballs... why are these things here?
How come these things exist in this world!
"careful!"
On the side, Shen Fengchu suddenly screamed and rushed forward, throwing Yunchu to the ground.
when!
In mid-air, a strange light flashed.
A white foreign object came through the air and hit the basket post.
I don't know how many years had passed, but the heavily weathered metal pipe screamed and collapsed under the tremendous force.
At the same time, three Jianghu people fell to the ground in frustration.
All three of them had a white foreign object on their bodies.
That thing is somewhat like ivory in color, but its texture is not as delicate as ivory.
"It's bones!"
Shangguan Wuji's voice was filled with surprise.
"Everyone, be careful!"
Chen Qi suddenly gave a deep shout and jumped up.
In mid-air, there was a strange sound of clothes breaking through the air.
Just as Shen Fengchu threw Yun Chu to the ground, a figure rushed into the crowd like a ghost.
Only a few muffled popping sounds were heard, and several figures flew out and landed dullly.
The crowd quickly dispersed, and Shen Fengchu had already pulled Yunchu up from the ground, protecting him behind him and looking at the man warily.
Xiaobai had also rushed over and stood beside Shen Fengchu, baring his teeth and making a protesting sound.
"Protect the princess!"
Shangguan Wuji rushed over immediately behind him and protected Yun Chu and Shen Fengchu with the remaining two Fengqi camp disciples.
Everyone surrounded the man, and no one took action rashly.
The firelight reflected the figure of the man, with his tall body and slightly arched back. From his figure, he could tell that he was a man. He was wearing a robe that was already in tatters and the color could not be distinguished.
The disheveled hair had not been washed for an unknown amount of time, and hung down in dust, covering her head and face. Her facial features could not be seen clearly, and the chin exposed between the hair was so skinny that it was almost skinny.
"The treasure is mine, you are all not allowed to steal it!"
The man's eyes stared at the crowd eerily from behind his messy hair, and his voice was as sharp and harsh as rusty metal rubbing against each other.
Yun Chu took a step forward, stood beside Shen Fengchu, and shouted in a deep voice, "Who are you?!"
"I am... the owner of the treasure!" The hunched-backed man turned to look at Yun Chu. A flash of surprise flashed in his gloomy eyes, and then turned to joy, "Ning'er?"
"Xiao Wu!"
On the side, Xu Changqing, the nine-pocket elder of the Beggar Clan, watched his disciple die in his arms after being injured by the hunched-backed man. He put down his disciple's body and raised his face to look at the hunched-backed man. His eyes were full of anger and he let out a low roar. He flew up and grabbed the hunched man's back.
The hunched-backed man turned around, raised his left hand, and flicked it seemingly casually with his skinny fingers.
With a snap of the fingers, a strong wind blew up.
puff!
Xu Changqing only felt a powerful force coming towards his face. His chest hurt as if he had been hit by a giant axe, and his heart was in pain. He spat out a mouthful of blood. He fell to the ground like a rag bag, with blood in his mouth and nose. The foamy blood overflowed and Xu Changqing died on the spot.
Seeing Xu Changqing who died on the spot, everyone's expressions changed.