After putting away all the weapons, Zhou Yiyun was not as excited as before.

The intentions of the three of them were as bright as a mirror in Zhou Yiyun's mind. Perhaps it was what he said to them before that led them to make this decision. Since they deliberately gave in, Zhou Yiyun would naturally not be that hypocritical person. After all, the remaining ten

The eight weapons are still very important to me, and I will secretly remember this friendship.

When you make a difference in the future, you should try your best to repay him with a spring of water.

It's useless to say anything to them now. It's unrealistic to draw a pie in a haphazard manner. You may die young one day, and who can tell clearly.

"He put it in this stupid place. He put all these weapons in a pile of scrap metal, and there's not a single one of them that is usable."

"It's just that, after all the hard work and hard work, Mao still hasn't gotten it. It's so damn unlucky."

Just after putting away the weapons on the shelves, a burst of cursing came from the weapons room on the first floor.

In response to this, Zhou Yiyun and the other four looked at each other, looking like they wanted to laugh but couldn't.

It turns out that it’s not just me and others who are unlucky, there are many such fellow Taoists. Before getting these weapons, I and others were the first to bear the brunt, rushing in front of all the monks, and still couldn’t find the treasure, not to mention that these were belatedly arrived.

Where are the monks?

"Okay? Let's go down."

The four of them looked at each other, nodded secretly, and then slowly walked down the stone stairs.

This place has been plundered by myself, there is nothing valuable anymore, and there is no point in staying here anymore.

When Zhou Yiyun and the others walked down the stone staircase, the group of monks paused for a moment. After seeing the appearance of the four people, they looked suspicious again.

Obviously, he didn't expect that there were people on the second floor, just a few little kids.

Zhou Yiyun and the other four also cast a faint glance at this small team of eight rugged men. Their expressions were quite indifferent and they walked towards the outside of the stone chamber.

After a moment of pause, a slovenly middle-aged monk with a shabby beard, dirty robes and dirty clothes said, "Little boy, what's on the second floor?"

Hearing this, the four of them continued to walk towards the outside of the stone room despite their swords. At the same time, Ling Ling

He smiled slightly and replied: "There is a fart, it's all empty airs."

"Empty airs?" the middle-aged monk murmured in a low voice.

Then the monk winked at the monk closest to the corridor entrance.

The monk understood and quickly climbed up to the second floor. Within a moment, he flew down at a very fast speed and shook his head helplessly at the sloppy middle-aged monk.

Seeing the monk's helpless and irritable expression, the middle-aged monk understood instantly.

It seemed like nothing was found again.

When he looked at Zhou Yiyun and the others again, the slovenly monk rolled his eyes twice and grinned, looking ill-intentioned.

He winked at the companions beside him, and everyone understood and laughed out loud.

"Children in front, stop here."

After a few like-minded monks exchanged glances, they understood what the other party was thinking. At this time, they all rushed out and surrounded the four people in front.

After the four people of Zhou Yiyun were surrounded, the slovenly middle-aged monk laughed and said in a good mood: "Little baby, do your uncle a favor. Uncle, I have bad luck. I didn't find any valuable items in this ruins, so I came to you

Borrow a few weapons here to use and exchange them for a few spiritual crystals to solve the urgent need."

Having said that, he released his own aura intentionally or unintentionally, and he was clearly a veritable martial artist.

"Yes, if you are sensible, please hand over the weapons in your hands quickly, so as not to hurt your flesh and blood." The companions on the side immediately agreed.

Looking at the grinning monks with proud faces in front of them, the four of them did not panic. They looked calm and did not interrupt or reply.

"Didn't I make it clear enough?" Seeing the four people who were still indifferent, the smile on the sloppy monk's face gradually disappeared.

Seeing this, Zhou Yiyun stepped forward and handed the sloppy monk the fine iron sword in his hand: "Here, here it is."

The fine iron sword that was handed over was not the weapon in the weapon room, but the most common street vendor item that I had been carrying before. A knife made of the most rubbish fine iron could not be sold for much money.

Seeing Zhou Yiyun hand over a big knife with a big hole missing, the sloppy monk's mouth twitched involuntarily, glared at Zhou Yiyun fiercely, and shouted: "You're kidding me!"

?Believe it or not, I will kill you immediately. I am talking about the weapons in the hands of the three of them. Why are you so weak? Hurry up and resist your sword and get out of here."

Zhou Yiyun curled his lips helplessly, but Zhou Yiyun didn't take it seriously. Then he raised his head and said proudly: "How dare you touch us? We are from Youluo City, the Li family, Li Yi, and Li Jinfeng." At the end, he added: "They

Right outside, believe it or not, I shouted and asked them to come in and kill you to see who dies first."

Upon hearing this, the group of monks immediately turned off their voices and looked at each other with their mouths wide open.

The Li family is very famous. It is the oldest powerful family in Youluo City. Almost all the monks in Youluo City know that, although the Li family has rarely participated in the battles of other forces in recent years, these forces do not dare to get into trouble.

, if they offend the Li family, these forces will probably have a hard time, so these casual cultivators will naturally not dare to offend them.

Seeing Zhou Yiyun acting superior to others, the slovenly middle-aged monk's eyes twitched. Out of fear of the Li family, he didn't know how to make a decision for a while. He just looked at Zhou Yiyun deeply, as if he wanted to

It sees through the general.

Damn it, these words have just come out of my mouth, and the air is still hot to the touch, but now how to end it, this guy just turned off in the middle of pretending, it's really uncomfortable.

You can tell them if you don't do something about them, that's what you said.

What should I do if I do something to them and I am afraid of the Li family?

When I first stepped onto the Lingyun Staircase, the people from the Li family and Yan Xin from the Huoyan Sect were indeed standing there, and I really saw the gray-haired Li Jinfeng among the Li family. What should I do?

, my mother’s balls really hurt.

The slovenly middle-aged monk here was already upset, and the faces of his companions were not very good-looking either.

On Zhou Yiyun's side, Ling Qianxiao, Su Xiaoyao, and He Xiaojiu also looked at the former with different eyes.

In the eyes of the three people, Zhou Yiyun is a loyal and honest type. His simple appearance does not look like he can lie. Why did he suddenly become like this? How did he come up with this trick of pretending to be a tiger's power? But let's not talk about it.

A good messenger from Tamar.
Chapter completed!