Feng Qingcao?

Hearing Ye Eighteen's words, everyone was stunned, and their eyes involuntarily looked at the free mystic who was stared at by Ye Eighteen. [More good-looking ones on + new ^^ dagger ^^ odd ^^ in ^^ text ^^ net +

Feng Qingcao is on him?

Uncle Zhang and the guards were even more shocked in their hearts, they thought that during the scuffle at that time, it was this free mystic who took the opportunity to pull out the Fengqing grass, and then in the fierce battle with the demon beast, the Fengqing grass was destroyed, but they only vaguely saw a handful of grass being shattered by the energy frenzy of collision......

Could it be that the grass is not Fengqing grass at all, but someone has stolen the beams and changed the pillars, and the fish are confused?

After all, in the melee, no one has the energy to pay attention to these, which is still very possible!

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Catching a glimpse of everyone's suspicious gaze, the face of the free mystic suddenly changed, and he pointed at Ye Eighteen and scolded, "Everyone saw that Feng Qingcao was destroyed in the melee, why? Because I used to sneer at you for a few words, and you want to detain this shit basin on me? You dream! ”

"And you!" He pointed at Uncle Zhang and the others and shouted, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking!" Do you think that we free mysteries are lonely and easy to bully? If things fail, don't talk about it, and you still want to slander me? Bah! ”

He glanced at the other free occultists, and sneered, "You should all be careful, he slanders me now, maybe he will slander you at any time!" Don't be unjustly killed! ”

Those free mysteries looked at each other, and their eyes were a little hesitant when they looked at Uncle Zhang and the others.

"Shut up!" Listening to the slander on his left and the credibility of the City Lord's Mansion on his right, the loyal Uncle Zhang trembled with anger, and the scar on his forehead was slightly twisted because of this trembling, showing a somewhat hideous color.

"Lao Tzu wants to say! If you have the ability, you will kill Lao Tzu! It's also good to let the big guys see the disgusting true face of the City Lord's Mansion! "The people of the City Lord's Mansion dare not touch him in front of so many people, and that free Xuan has nothing to fear.

Night Eighteen took a step forward at this time and said expressionlessly: "Whether it is slander or not, you can tell at a glance." Do you dare me to show it? ”

"See what?"

"Let's see if you have Feng Qingcao on you."

"Want to search Lao Tzu's body?" The free mystic man was indignant on his face, but he was happy in his heart, and secretly said stupid, you found it yourself! Who would put this kind of thing on their bodies! It must be in the space! I can't find it out for a while, I want you to look good!

Thinking about it, he waved his big hand and agreed: "The body is not afraid of shadows!" Lao Tzu let you search! ”

Saying that, his tone changed, and he said gloomily, "But if you can't find it, don't blame me for being unkind to you!" ”

"Brother Night!" Uncle Zhang and the others naturally saw this, even if the other party really took Feng Qingcao, it must be placed in the space, how could it be placed on the body? In the end, the night brothers are still too young, have less experience, and are too simple!

They were about to call for the eighteenth night when they heard him agree: "Okay." ”

Ye Eighteen looked at the person in front of him expressionlessly, "I won't search your body, you can take it out yourself!" In the sleeve pocket on your left. ”

"Haha! No way! The freelancer laughed and reached for his left armbag, "I don't have anything in this arm...... What?! ”

The free mystic's voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes bulged out in surprise when he saw himself pull out half of the crimson blade of grass!

How is this possible? At that time, after he got the Fengqing grass, he immediately put it into the space, and then replaced the Fengqing grass with a red fire grass of similar color and appearance, which was destroyed!

He remembers it clearly! Why is Feng Qingcao in his left sleeve pocket?! What's going on?!

"I said, Feng Qingcao is on you." Night Eighteen's voice was still so flat, without a trace of ups and downs, "You are not worthy of my slander." ”

"Impossible!" The free mystic subconsciously retorted, "Feng Qingcao, I obviously put it into the space!" ”

This is not a self-confession!

By the time the free occultist realized that he had said the wrong thing, Uncle Zhang and the others had already surrounded him, pointed at him and shouted angrily: "Yu Jie! Hand over Feng Qingcao and capture it! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude to you! ”

"Are you stupid to be Lao Tzu? If you do this, will you spare me? Yu Jie sneered, he lifted the whole Fengqing grass out of his sleeve pocket, and shouted, "Get out of the fuck!" Otherwise, Lao Tzu will destroy it! ”

"You can see clearly, it's red fire grass." Jun Yunqing said leisurely beside him.

This IQ is a hard injury, she watched him being played by Night Eighteen all the time, and she couldn't bear to look at it.

Ye Eighteen kept misleading him and said that Feng Qingcao was on him, but in fact, he had already put a red fire grass on him, in order to deceive him and make him not confess.

This plan is not very clever, as long as Yu Jie pays attention to it, he will find out.

Who knew that this guy was so stupid, he didn't admit himself, and he didn't find out that it was a fake until now, and he used it to threaten people, it's really ......

Jun Yunqing shook his head.

"What?" Hearing about the red fire grass in his hand, Yu Jie looked down and took a closer look, and sure enough, he found the subtle difference, and he was so angry that his lungs exploded!

In other words, the real Feng Qingcao is actually still in his space? He's been deceived!

Without waiting for him to take out Feng Qingcao from the space as a threat, Uncle Zhang and the others, who had seized the opportunity, had already rushed up.

Although Yu Jie has a bit of strength, he is only a beginner-level Xuan King, and he has no power to resist Uncle Zhang of the high-level Xuan King, not to mention the guards of the City Lord's Mansion, those free Xuanmen behind him are all rabble, where can they compare to the well-trained guards of the City Lord's Mansion, they were captured in a few clicks, and none of them escaped.

When he was caught, his mouth was still scolding.

Night Eighteen walked over, stared at him with a handsome face expressionlessly, and then raised his hand, neatly removing his bones piece by piece.

He was extremely familiar with the structure of the human body, and the work of removing the bones was done with great care, not even a small phalange.

With his movements, Yu Jie howled violently, one after the other, and in the end, his throat was hoarse, and the whole person was paralyzed into a ball of flesh.

That tragic situation, the people next to him all straightened their eyes, and they all moved away from the night eighteen quietly.

Some of the people who had mocked the night eighteen had cold sweat constantly oozing out of their foreheads.

This method is really ruthless! Didn't you see Yu Jie, as a beginner-level Xuan King, couldn't you stand it?!

Jun Yunqing also saw the corners of her lips twitching beside her, she heard Ao Sheng say that this Yu Jie was the most unpleasant in the team to watch the night eighteen, and he also found the most faults, so ......

Night Eighteen, is this a grudge?

Otherwise, she couldn't think of a reason for him to meddle with this gossip.

But it doesn't seem to be over yet...... Jun Yunqing turned his head quietly, his gaze fluttered over a place in the dense forest in front of him, and then he slowly yawned and lay back to his place.