Ma Kui didn't say a word, walked over with a cold face, and began to search Lin Yun carefully. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The crowd gathered more and more in the audience, holding their breath and refusing to look away.

Arms, empty!

Chest, empty!

Behind, empty!

Legs, empty!

Nothing......

Ma Kui's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "Take it off!"

According to his words, Lin Yun took off the sect's robe.

But there was still nothing, Ma Kui turned over his clothes carefully, not to mention that the hidden weapon didn't even find a wire.

The sun shone on Lin Yun's sturdy body, and the tibia and muscles that had been trained by qi and blood were extremely strong. It's just some injuries on the skin, which are very glaring, with new injuries and old marks.

"Damn, you sword slave, what kind of turban!"

Finding nothing, Ma Kui was furious and ripped off his turban.

But a strip of cloth, naturally, there is still nothing.

When the headscarf is gone, the purple sword slave mark at the center of the eyebrows is particularly eye-catching. It made some people frown slightly, showing disdain, causing a lot of light calls.

Compared to Ma Kui, who was furious, Lin Yun closed his eyes, and his heart did not fluctuate.

I just recalled some of the past, and some sad memories.

"The Sword Washing Pavilion lost a sword of an inner disciple and said, didn't you steal it!"

Zhou Ping kicked the original owner to the ground and said viciously.

The original owner looked frightened, and was extremely anxious in his heart, and he was a little trembling when he spoke: "No...... No, no, Senior Brother Zhou, listen to me, sword ...... It certainly won't be me stealing, I'm not going to steal anything. ”

"Dare to talk back!"

The scabbard of the sword in Zhou Ping's hand slammed it on the back of the original owner, and said in a deep voice: "I said that you stole it, that is, you stole it, if you can't find the sword, take the pill Su Ziyao gave you to offset the account, otherwise I will expel you from Qingyun!"

"He stole it, it must be his!"

"Who else but him!"

"He must have stolen it, I see that he usually pretends to be serious, and he is not a good person. ”

The miscellaneous servants around pointed to the original owner, gossiping, and all mouths were golden.

"I ...... I, no. ”

The original owner endured the sharp pain in his back, his face twitched in pain, and he wanted to refute but found that the pain didn't even have the strength to speak.

The picture changes, in the dormitory of the handyman room.

The original owner curled up on the bed alone, touching the mark on his forehead, in order to stay in Qingyun, he chose to become a sword slave today.

There was some anxiety in his heart, and the pain that came from time to time in the center of his eyebrows made him toss and turn.

But when I thought of something, I gradually fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, the original owner was woken up by a group of handymen who fell out hard.

Outside the house, it was pouring rain, and the original owner was drenched on the spot, and said puzzledly: "What are you going to do here?"

", this is the handyman's room, not the place where you sword slave should be. ”

"You're all sword slaves, and you still want to sleep with us in a place?"

Under the pouring rain, the original owner felt cold all over, and he couldn't wipe the rain off his face several times.

Through the eyes blurred by the rain, he looked at the miscellaneous servants under the eaves.

The original owner begged weakly: "Even if you get rid of me, wait for the rain to stop and then catch up, let me stay overnight tonight." ”

"Get out, get out of here, you're a sword slave, and you're not qualified to live with us. ”

"It's your garbage,. ”

Someone else threw Lin Yun's package out of the house directly.

A group of handymen closed the door directly.

In the middle of the night, it was pouring rain.

The original owner was almost immersed in the water with the package in his arms, surrounded by endless cold and loneliness.

Like Lin Yun now, he bit his lip and turned away without saying a word.

The picture gradually disappeared, Lin Yun opened his eyes, looked at Ma Kui and said, "Did you find it?"

"Me!"

Ma Kui said the word "I", but he couldn't say it any more, he really didn't find anything.

But at this moment, he saw the storage bag on Lin Yun's waist, and his eyes lit up and said, "Storage bag, your secret weapon, must be hidden in the storage bag!"

Absurd!

Everyone knows that opening a storage bag can be distracting and take some time.

If he did this in battle, he would not be able to hide it in full view.

"What are you going to do if you don't have the hidden weapon you want in this storage bag?"

Lin Yun looked at Ma Kui and asked in a deep voice.

"If this storage bag doesn't have a hidden weapon, I, Ma Kui, kneel down and apologize to you!"

Ma Kui, who has been riding a tiger and is difficult to ride, is extremely anxious in his heart, there must be a hidden weapon, otherwise how would my hand hurt!

"As you wish. ”

Lin Yun took out the funeral sword from the storage bag, held it in his hand, and took out some miscellaneous items.

Feeling a little troublesome, I got all the items in the storage bag out with a few hands.

Rock!

Countless gold and silver treasures, inclined out, pierced the eyes of many people under the illumination of the sun.

In addition to the treasures, there are more than 1,000 low-grade spirit stones, which are more eye-catching.

Gu Long, many outer disciples below, swallowed their saliva, they didn't expect Lin Yun to have such financial resources at all.

His eyes stared straight at those spirit stones, as well as the dazzling gold and silver treasures.

In addition to these two, the others are all inconspicuous sundries, pills, clothes, dry food, demon beast materials, everything.

It's just that there is no hidden weapon that Ma Kui wants!

"Impossible, impossible!"

Ma Kui was crazy and searched inside, when he saw a picture scroll ready to be opened.

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, and immediately shouted, "Stop!"

"Hahaha, the hidden weapon must be in it!"

Ma Kui's eyes lit up, but he ignored Lin Yun and stretched out his hand to unfold the scroll.

Rumble!

The wind rose in the field, and I saw Lin Yun's burial sword spinning wildly.

The next moment, Lin Yun took the hilt of his sword and stabbed at Ma Kui with his scabbard.

The sword body flew up like lightning with Lin Yun, and Ma Kui was hit by the scabbard as soon as he turned around.

Poof!

Spit out a mouthful of blood, the man flew out like a sandbag, and after falling heavily to the ground, he snorted several times.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, and no one expected that Lin Yun, whose face had always been calm, would suddenly make a move.

As soon as it was shot, it was so scary.

"Flowing Wind Sword Technique!"

"This is the killing move of the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, gathering swords into the wind!"

There was a sudden exclamation below, but someone recognized Lin Yun's sword move, which immediately caused an uproar.

Before, some people felt that Lin Yun's practice of the Flowing Wind Sword Technique was a rumor of fake news, and it was self-defeating.

"Lin Yun, if I don't unfold the scroll, I'll check it. ”

The referee picked up the scroll that fell on the ground, looked at Lin Yun and asked.

Lin Yun didn't speak, but nodded.

After touching it casually and kneading it a few times, the referee made a judgment and came to Ma Kui, who got up.

"This is a very ordinary picture, if you don't believe it, you can touch it yourself. ”

Ma Kui took the scroll and carefully touched it, following his touch.

His face became difficult to look at little by little, and when it was determined that it was just an ordinary picture, his face turned pale.

The scroll in his hand fell to the ground with a swaying sound.

Thinking of what he said just now, he was so frightened that he looked down the stage in a panic and helplessly.

The group of people who shouted the slogan loudly before lowered their heads in shame, not daring to look at Ma Kui's gaze.

By now, who would dare to support Ma Kui has really become a joke.

The scorching sun was shining on his head, but Ma Kui felt cold all over his body, and cold sweat flowed.

"Senior Brother Lin Yun, I'm ...... I was so offended just now, I didn't listen to what I said, and I was offended. No, it's Senior Brother Lin Yun, Senior Brother Lin ......"

Ma Kui didn't choose to speak, and his face was as ugly as eating pork liver.

Putting on the sect's robe, Lin Yun turned around without looking at Ma Kui, and only two words faintly floated out of his mouth.

"Kneel. ”