Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Failed Me

"So, friends, can you talk to me about Fuwei Dart?"

"Can ......"

Lin Zhennan walked in front, followed by Lin Pingzhi and others, and those Taoist priests also got up and followed after thinking about it.

There was no excitement to watch......

The surrounding market has also returned to normal, and the crowd has come and gone in a hurry, but the person who has been knocked over the goods is in place, but who will care about him at this time?

It's just a few people......

I didn't see the martial arts people over there, didn't there be one who was also lying on the ground? If you don't receive an order, you will never swallow the rouge at the corner of your mouth.

And at this time, a flying knife fell in front of Lin Zhennan like lightning.

And after that, there were more than a dozen flying knives coming from all directions, each of which was being inserted in front of a person!

"Guys, why did you leave?"

The voice drifted away, with a hoarse ......

It's like it came from heaven!

Heavenly!?

Everyone looked up, but there was no trace of the speaker, only a leisurely white cloud and a big sun in the sky.

What a master this is?

Thousands of miles away, the internal force transmits sound?

At this moment, countless thoughts crossed the hearts of these Qingcheng Sect Taoist priests.

……

On the street, the people who had already left returned again, and the heart of gossip even exceeded the instinct to save their lives.

This is our instinct since ancient times, as long as the whip does not hit us, even if hell is next to us, we can watch the play!

In other words, if you can see those martial arts people fighting to death here, then they will blow it even if they go back to the village......

It's better to drop a few heads!

A few more broken arms or something!

It is best to dye a body of blood again, and when the time comes, it will be passed on to future generations, and it can be said that he is a generation of heroes.

What's more, the steamed buns that have been prepared have been taken out to receive human blood, after all, human blood steamed buns are said to be able to cure diseases, and it is also excellent to earn some silver while watching a lively scene.

And these people also began to discuss, speculating whether this flying knife was lost by that Master Li!

"Is it the day before yesterday, Master Li?"

"Definitely!"

"Such a flying knife, a few days ago, those martial arts people were killed by him like chopping melons and vegetables!"

And these miscellaneous words also left a huge pressure on the psychology of those people in the Qingcheng faction.

The name of the man, the shadow of the tree!

Those who can be respected like this must have their own true skills.

……

Lin Zhennan stopped, the flying knife in front of him reminded him of the night a few days ago, and when he handed over the evil sword spectrum! Is this kind of knife technology really achievable by people?

The flying knife was stuck in the bluestone, and all but the handle of the knife was submerged in it.

And these people are even more in front of everyone! And these throwing knives are exactly the same depth even when they are inserted into the bluestone.

What a control!

Yu Xiaobai did not fly down, but chose to take the stairs slowly, but lost a good opportunity to be handsome......

"What a pity!"

Yu Xiaobai was talking to himself as he walked, and he also threw throwing knives as he walked, anyway, the goals of these knives have been set, just throw them away!

Finally, after a few big circles, Yu Xiaobai finally appeared at the intersection of this street, making the illusion that his flying knife was lost from a long distance.

"Guys, I'm sorry to be late!"

took off his mask and greeted Yu Xiaobai with the terrifying voices of the people around him.

……

Yu Xiaobai and the people from the Qingcheng faction, as well as Lin Zhennan and others, started negotiations, and the content of the negotiations was nothing more than what everyone ate yesterday, and they were going to that small alley tonight to sponsor poor women.

During this period, these words made the young people around who watched the excitement red-faced! It turns out that playing arhat with Oriental women is the fun of adults? Or is this just the prerogative of martial arts people?

The atmosphere is a little delicate, after all, everyone is not a good person......

The surrounding people also quieted down, wanting to know more about Wulin Mixin.

With the passage of time, the sun in the sky has gradually shifted to the west, and the people around who are watching the excitement have also changed one after another, but there are also people who persevere.

And this time the tripartite negotiation never talked about the idea they wanted, so that these Taoist priests sent by Qingcheng were a little anxious! But no matter how anxious they are, they can't do anything.

Everyone has eyes, just the hand where Yu Xiaobai threw the flying knife, these people from the Qingcheng faction thought that they couldn't take it, even if their head Yu Canghai came in person, they couldn't take it!

What's more, they had already agreed with their head that as long as they dragged the mysterious flying knife Li to appear, Yu Canghai would personally deal with this recently famous martial artist.

However, their head did not appear......

In other words, Yu Canghai, who was hidden among the people who ate melons, was also very likely to be frightened by Yu Xiaobai, so that he didn't dare to appear at all, so he could only cheer them secretly in the crowd.

So, everyone can only chat and fart here amicably......

Even if it's until the next morning.

As long as Yu Xiaobai doesn't open his mouth, one of these is counted as one, and no one dares to be the first to come out and ask.

……

Yu Xiaobai originally planned to sneak attack, but he had a hunch that things were not so simple, so he chose to negotiate with these people!

It's just that this negotiation has been going on for so long, why haven't these people made demands?

In Yu Xiaobai's impression, the income of the first bidder will definitely be cut! Latecomer talent is the art of negotiation.

Just like falling in love, the person who speaks first about love will definitely suffer......

Don't ask Yu Xiaobai how he knows, if he asks, he is a scumbag!

And......

These days,Yu Xiaobai's lottery career is blooming everywhere in the Ming Dynasty,The money-making methods he used to exchange for the relationship network have also worked,Presumably there are countless people staring at him at the moment。

As long as he shows a little bit of horse's feet, he will probably be devoured by the swarming sharks!

So, it's better to be steady......

……

Eventually, the sun went down.

Sunset is like bright red blood, like love in people's mouths......

The people around who were watching the excitement had already left, even Lin Pingzhi, the most energetic young man, had already fought with his eyelids, but Yu Xiaobai and these Qingcheng faction were still in high spirits.

"The sunset is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk!"

"yes, yes!"

"Speaking of which, Ling Zun is good, isn't it?"

"Jia Yan passed away......"

"Lingtang?"

"Passed away too......"

"Oh, Nima is dead!"

Yu Xiaobai and the people from the Qingcheng faction were chatting, and they had already looked at each other unpleasantly.

During this period, Yu Xiaobai used his verbal advantage countless times to insult these guys, but these guys just didn't move!

Yu Xiaobai felt that even if he spit phlegm on the right side of these guys' face, these guys would stick out the left side of their face and let him spit out again! It's really like those licking dogs.

Thereupon......

"Let's get straight to the point! What do you want? What can you give me......

Yu Xiaobai lost......

In the faceless part, he Yu Xiaobai is willing to call the flat sand and falling geese the strongest!

This is the first failure he has encountered since he came into this world.