Under the dull gaze of everyone, Bo Qi's long black hair was cut down and fell to his feet.

The feeling of a chill on the scalp and a chill down the back of the thin chess.

He raised his hand, gently stroked it above his head, and then looked at Totsuru with a look of shock and disbelief. All the hair on Bo Qi's head was shaved off, and I don't know if it was his luck or Donghe's good sword skills, but it didn't hurt his scalp at all.

The bare top of his head made Bo Qi's heart gradually cool, and he stared at Donghe for a long time before he gritted his teeth unwillingly, and secretly admitted in his heart that he was indeed inferior to the other party.

"Ahh ”

Before Bo Qi could speak, the thin old man over there suddenly let out a cry of pain, it turned out that just after a flash of effort, the thin old man was scratched by the six-tailed cat on his face.

A face that was already wrinkled was even more hideous at the moment. At first glance, I thought that the devil had crawled out of nowhere, which made people panic.

The thin old man covered his face and stained his hand with blood.

He looked up and glared at the six-tailed cat licking its paws leisurely. The thin old man chuckled twice, and took out a small ceramic bottle from the purse he carried in his waist, which contained several pills.

The thin old man poured all the pills into the palm of his hand and swallowed them all in one go. The wound on his face stopped bleeding at a speed visible to the naked eye in the next second, and slowly healed.

The six-tailed cat seemed to be curious about this, tilting its head, and a pair of blue eyes fixed on the slowly healing wound on the thin old man's face. And the thin old man was also staring at the six-tailed cat with a cold gaze, if the eyes could kill, the six-tailed cat would probably have died hundreds of times at this moment.

"Girl, if you don't want to die, give me this six-tailed cat. The thin old man said loudly, "I can consider sparing a few of you." "The tone is very arrogant.

Shu Xiaoen said: "Six hundred is there, if you have the ability, you can catch it, if you don't have the ability, get out of it as soon as possible." ”

The thin old man furrowed his brows and stared at Shu Xiaoen.

He smiled angrily and said, "The girl has no skills, but her tone is very arrogant!"

"......" Shu Xiaoen was speechless.

So this thin old man saw that she had no spiritual power, so he started from her side again and again?

If that's the case, Shu Xiaoen has nothing to say, after all, persimmons have always picked up soft pinching, and people can't help it when they see her as a bully.

Shu Xiaoen is very open to these.

Anyway, she doesn't want to fight with anyone or anything, so it doesn't matter if she's strong or not.

The thin old man misunderstood Shu Xiaoen's silence, thinking that Shu Xiaoen was silent because he was afraid, and he was happy all of a sudden.

"Do you know you're scared? Hmph, but my old man gave him a chance, and he would never give anyone another chance. As he spoke, he stepped on the ground and made a crack in the shape of a spider's web.

Immediately after, an enchantment light bloomed at his feet, and the thin old man pinched the trick in his hand, muttering an awkward incantation in his mouth, and the light covering him became more and more intense.

Almost the entire thatched hut was lit up.

There is a faint posture of detonating the body and dying with several of them.

Shu Xiaoen glanced at it, and saw that Bo Qi and the old woman Bo were slowly exiting the grass house, so he turned around and looked at Donghe.

But the thin old man's sharp eyes were always fixed on Shu Xiaoen, Donghe and a cat, no matter where they hid, it was impossible to avoid this blow.

The grass hut was small, and the exit was blocked by the thin old man, and the aura of the house was overflowing. Shu Xiaoen stood up, her dress fluttered in the wind, and she met the thin old man's gaze from a distance.

Shu Xiaoen thought about it, and took out the gold token he was carrying.

"I am an emissary sent to the Forbidden City by the City of Divination. Shu Xiaoen held the gold token and said with a cold face.

The air fell into an eerie silence for a moment.

The thin old man was already on the verge of madness, when he suddenly heard a crisp sound, and then saw the golden token, his heart jumped, and the mad power gathered around him gradually dissipated and retreated.

"What did you just say?" said the thin old man with a cold face, angry because he was teased, and he didn't dare to tear his face on the spot, "Say it again." ”

"I am an emissary sent to the Forbidden City by the City of Divination. ”

"Divination City?"

Shu Xiaoen nodded, raised the gold token of high purity in his hand, and said lightly:

"You will always recognize this token. ”

The thin old man had good eyesight, and he kept staring at the token in Shu Xiaoen's hand, he had naturally heard of it, but how could he have seen such a treasure. It was also the first time he had seen it so closely.

The thin old man was silent.

"Bo Qi, let's go. The first sentence he said was to Bo Qi, who was ashamed and angry because he was shaved by Donghe.

"Grandpa......"

Bo Qi was about to say something, but was interrupted by the old man.

"Shut up, their origins may not be as simple as we think. The thin old man lowered his voice and said, before leaving, his eyes looked at the kitchen knife that had inexplicably become an iron ball.

I was stunned for a moment.

The old man stood by the door, against the light, and asked Shu Xiaoen:

"That kitchen knife, did you destroy it?" The scene flashed over and over again in the old mind, he didn't believe that it could be done by this girl who had no spiritual vein, but was there anyone else nearby at that time.

Even if there is, as long as there is a fluctuation of spiritual power, the thin old man is sure to sense it at the first time.

Thinking about it at this time, the thin old man felt very strange, and before that, because of his anger, the thin old man felt nothing.

How could a girl without a spiritual vein turn a kitchen knife into a ball of scrap metal.

The thin old man couldn't wait for Shu Xiaoen's answer, so he kept standing by the door, staring at Shu Xiaoen with sharp eyes.

Half of his face looked ugly because of a scar that pierced the eye.

The thin old man squinted his eyes slightly, such an ugly girl, with no spiritual veins and no beauty, how could she get such a golden token? The purity is still so high.

Even if the gold token is fake, the origin of this ugly girl may not be so simple, after all, gold is still quite valuable in this continent, and ordinary poor people can't see a little gold.

"Girl, did you destroy it?" the thin old man suddenly asked stubbornly.

Shu Xiaoen was depressed.

Does it matter?

Anyway, it's all destroyed, could it be that this kitchen knife is still the ancestral heirloom of their Bo family? Shu Xiaoen thought wildly in his heart, and responded: "I destroyed it." ”

"Oh?"

The thin old man thought of this possibility, but he didn't believe in such a possibility from his heart, a waste without a spiritual vein, can turn a kitchen knife into scrap metal without moving?

It's incredible!