Lin Bei did not make any sound.

Wait for the following.

After seeing that Lin Bei's expression had not changed, Xiao Shan felt a little disappointed.

He ran over and wanted to see a hint of envy on Lin Bei's face, or after hearing what he said, he was full of curiosity, doubt, etc.

result.

He saw nothing from Lin Bei's face.

then.

After a pause.

For his own "silver feather", Xiao Shan said again: "No matter the belt on me, the sachet on Yao Xuelan's waist, or the storage equipment on Feng Xiuzhu and Xuanhong, it is not that they have the function of placing Sumeru into mustard seeds."

"These are just a medium."

"What is connected is the original space created by the powerful man of the true god."

"It is equivalent to saying that our things are stored in the true gods and powerful people. Even if they are for you, will you dare to put your own things in?"

"As for taking it out, there is no need to think about it. Without the origin mark given by the powerful man of the True God, there is no way to get things from it."
Chapter completed!