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There was an open space in the crowd, and no one dared to step forward, after all, it was not related to the City Lord's Mansion, who would want to wade into this troubled water, just quietly watching Leng Shaolong defeat the two guards of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Give me the legs of that white wind." Leng Xiaoshi looked at all this calmly, and said, in his world, since he has already offended Bai Feng, why not do it more ruthlessly.

"You...... You, you dare to move me, my father is the lord of the city, you move, you ...... You're dead. Bai Feng on the side looked at all this, and couldn't help but stumble in fright, his body was out of control, trembling, and incoherent.

"Yes!" Leng Shaolong shouted in response, waved the spear in his hand, and threw it fiercely at the white boy who was about to become incontinent.

"Ah~" A pig-like scream erupted from Bai Gongzi's mouth.

After Leng Shaolong did all this, he frowned, as if he had discovered something wrong: "Young Master, I feel that a momentum that is not good for me is approaching, should we withdraw first." ”

Leng Xiaoshi glanced back at the stall he had purchased before, it was already empty, and no one knew where to go, perhaps because he was afraid of the trouble of the City Lord's Mansion, so he took advantage of the chaos. But luckily, I've got the stuff.

"Let's go." Leng Xiaoshi snorted lightly and walked quickly to the outside of the market. As if in awe, the crowd gave way to a wide path.

Soon, Leng Xiaoshi had already walked far away, and a shocking roar came from Beidaofang City: "Leng family, you deceive people too much. ”

"Young master, do you think there is anything wrong with us doing this?" Leng Shaolong heard this earth-shattering roar from afar, and couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"What are you afraid of, this kind of thing, when the time comes, we can't admit it to death, so we gritted our teeth and said no, what can they do." Leng Xiaoshi looked experienced, and said to Leng Shaolong carefully and solemnly.

"Uh......" Leng Shaolong couldn't help but be speechless when he heard it, and he secretly wondered in his heart, when did his young master start to be so obscene?

In fact, Leng Xiaoshi himself didn't know that after staying with Brother Sheng for a long time, his personality became more and more similar to Brother Sheng little by little.

Back in Leng Mansion, Leng Xiaoshi hurriedly separated from Leng Shaolong and walked straight to the room, there are still a lot of good things waiting for him.

"Brother Sheng, I've also bought all the materials quickly, I want to see what secret techniques you use to help me break the seal of the Spirit Mansion." As soon as he closed the door, Leng Xiaoshi took out the Qiankun bag and couldn't wait to say to Brother Sheng.

"Don't worry, let's take a look at the iron bead I asked you to buy." Brother Sheng's figure flashed, and the Demon Sword on Leng Xiaoshi's back emerged, and he said in a lazy tone.

"Yes, I'd like to see what's so special about this broken iron bead that I have worked so hard to get."

Leng Xiaoshi took out the rusty iron bead from his arms, and pinched it a few times as if he was angry, but the iron bead still did not change, it seemed to be a harder iron pimple.

Brother Sheng looked at this iron bead, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the white spiritual power in his hand moved, turning into a spiritual power ribbon to roll up the iron ball and take objects in the air.

"How, what did you find?" Leng Xiaoshi pursed his lips with a displeased expression and asked Brother Sheng.

"This is a Nazhu, a relatively ancient storage artifact, and only by using a drop of blood to make it recognize its owner can it be opened without hurting the space inside." Brother Sheng stared at the rusty iron beads for a moment, and then slowly spoke.

"What, this iron bead needs me to open it with a drop of blood, that, that, will I run out of blood and die?" Leng Xiaoshi flipped through the silver, glanced at Brother Sheng, and asked Brother Xiang very idiotically.

The white hair was fluttering, the white pupils were locked tightly on Leng Xiaoshi, and Brother Sheng's white face was full of helplessness: "I want to use my blood, but I am a soul body, I don't understand, it's good to have blood." And just one Nazhu, the space will not exceed one zhang, how much blood can be used by you, it is estimated that you can make up for it by eating a little. ”

"Really?" Leng Xiaoshi touched his nose, looking incredulous.

"I can tell you, Nazhu is an ancient storage artifact, and the contents of Nazhu will not be broken, just like in the Qiankun bag, forbidden by time and space. There's a good chance there's something good in this ancient storage artifact, and if you miss it, don't blame me for not reminding you. Brother Sheng shook his long hair and looked at Leng Xiaoshi angrily.

"Okay, then what do you say, how can you come to confess the Lord by dripping blood?" Leng Xiaoshi skimmed.

Brother Sheng rolled his eyes, and said helplessly to Leng Xiaoshi: "Do you still need to teach?" Drip the blood directly on top of Nazhu. ”

Leng Xiaoshi bit his index finger and squeezed out a drop of bright red blood, which landed on the rusty iron bead and spread around the bead.

In an instant, the red brilliance of the iron beads was abundant. Leng Xiaoshi has a feeling of being connected to its blood.

In the middle of the sound, the red light in Leng Xiaoshi's hand gradually dimmed, and there was no trace of Nazhu in the palm of his hand, only a red eye line, which flashed away.

His chest rose and fell, and a breath of turbid air slowly spit out, Leng Xiaoshi's eyes opened, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

"How?" Brother Sheng stared at Leng Xiaoshi and asked.

"Uh......" Leng Xiaoshi's face twitched, and his smile disappeared without a trace, "I feel the space inside it, but I can't open it." ”

"Can't open it?" Brother Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something again. Half a sound before he opened his mouth and asked, "Why can't you open it, is there some prohibition blocking it, or something else?" ”

Leng Xiaoshi's face was straight: "As soon as I communicate that space, there will be an aura that oppresses me and makes me unable to open that space." ”

"Breath oppression?" Brother Sheng's fair face showed an expression of sudden realization: "No wonder I can't see through this Nazhu, it turns out that it is forbidden by a strong person." ”

"What forbidden?" When Leng Xiaoshi heard this, he was confused again.

Brother Sheng glanced at Leng Xiaoshi disdainfully, and said, "Okay, don't think about it now, you are not even a spirit master, this Nazhu has been integrated into your body anyway." Give me the materials first, and then go and prepare a large bucket of water, and I will help you restore the spiritual mansion. ”

"Oh." Leng Xiaoshi replied unsatisfied, and with a thought, he released Nazhu and played with it in the palm of his hand. But when I thought that I was about to restore the Spirit Mansion, I couldn't help but smile, and my steps were a little faster unconsciously.

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