‘Sizi!’

The magic is still persevering in corroding the Broken Dragon Stone.

Qilin was picking among the pile of swords with disgust, but in the end he picked ten swords that were quite eye-catching.

"Hey, give me a storage ring." Qilin shouted at Jun Mingye with a bunch of swords in his arms.

Jun Mingye didn't even look at him, and threw a storage ring for him with his backhand.

Qilin lay a pile of swords on the ground, picked up the storage ring, and explored the spiritual sense inside. There was nothing in the space of one hundred square meters.

His face turned dark immediately, why was there nothing?

He looked up at Jun Mingye with a strange look, "Are you poor?"

Jun Mingye glanced at him, "Hmm?"

Qilin raised the storage ring in his hand, "Is it too clean?"

Jun Mingye smiled meaningfully and asked in his words: "Are you poor?"

The Qilin choked.

After being imprisoned for Wannian, he had nothing but this ragged outfit, so of course he was poor.

But how could he admit that looking at Jun Mingye's face that was both angry and angry, and his smile-like expression? He only felt angry, glared at him in anger, and said stubbornly: "You are poor! I am rich!"

Jun Mingye nodded, "Oh" and said, "That's fine."

Qilin: "!"

miser!

He silently wrote a note to Jun Mingye in his heart.

When he sees the owner, he must cry and complain about the crime of this dog!

Too bullying!

Qilin huffed a bunch of swords on the ground into the storage ring, and finally felt a little comforted in his heart. After selling these things, he could at least exchange them for money and treasures.

Thinking of this, he looked at the swords that were not even filled with a small horn, and suddenly felt a little too small.

For something like baby, the more you get, the better.

So he turned around again, never carefully selected, and began to put it in.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the walls that were originally covered with swords were empty and there was no one left, cleaner than the face of Qilin who had not washed his face for thousands of years.

Qilin glanced at him again, and hundreds of swords were almost piled up on a small hill, and he was immediately satisfied.

There is money in your arms and a bottom in your heart.

Just two words - peace of mind!

Jun Mingye turned his head and glanced at him, and said, if the people from the Sword Sect saw this scene, they would probably be so angry that they vomited blood.

It is difficult to prevent thieves from being on guard against.

Although Qilin is not considered a thief in the Jianzong family, it is still adjacent to him for ten thousand years, and he is somewhat in love.

But this guy just ransacked the sword tomb.

From now on, this sword tomb will no longer be called a sword tomb, it will be called an open space.

Qilin caught a glimpse of her gaze and glared at him angrily, with a bad tone, "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen a housekeeping?"

Jun Mingye chuckled, "I have never seen anyone who has done this way."

Get rid of other people's homes and open your eyes.

Qilin snorted coldly, too lazy to pay attention to him. He looked up at the Broken Dragon Stone. The Broken Dragon Stone had almost corroded a hole that could allow the petite woman to pass through.

The moonlight came in outside, it was already late at night.

When he saw the ground shining by the bright moonlight, he suddenly felt unrealistic and was about to go out. He left this place that had been trapped for thousands of years. His first thought was not excitement, but unreality, and he always felt that he was dreaming.

He could still remember that his master brought him to a cave to heal his wounds with peace of mind, but she hurriedly returned to the Gods and Demons Continent to resolve the follow-up matters.

Later, he never saw the master again, nor did he know when the master disappeared. He tried to find the master's trace by relying on the master-servant contract, but suddenly found that the contract had been untied. He was still stunned for a long time.

"Two... friends, are you going to go down the mountain?" asked the old man in purple with a smile.

He looked at Qilin first, but didn't recognize him. He raised his eyes and looked at Jun Mingye, a few steps away, with a black robe and silver face. Isn't it the person who broke into the sect with a terrifying cultivation that Shangguan Yi mentioned before?

Qilin narrowed his eyes, his tone was a bit dangerous, "Yun Li?"

Yunli raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised, "Do you know me?"

Qilin smiled meaningfully, "Of course, we've seen it not long ago."

Yunli was a little confused. He searched in his mind for a long time but couldn't find this face that was extremely unfamiliar to him. He couldn't help but become more and more confused, "Is my friend joking? I don't remember seeing you?"

Qilin stretched out his finger and pointed to the broken dragon stone that had a hole not far away, and kindly reminded him, "Don't you remember what we have seen there before?"

Yunli followed his sight and looked over. When he saw the stone cave that was waiting for a high place, his expression changed drastically. He suddenly remembered that he came to me. No, it was a back view.

Because the last time he saw Qilin, Qilin sat on the Dragon Slaying Platform with his back facing him, and the black and shiny years appeared in front of him so brightly, making him, a person who was already spiritual emperor's cultivation, look at the sword without shivering and creepy.

What a powerful magic weapon that can break through the body defense of the ancient divine beast and penetrate the chest of the ancient divine beast! He didn't even have the qualifications to take a look!

Now the sword is not inserted into Qilin's chest, and his face is also exposed. Although his hair is a bit messy and his clothes are a little torn, the human being is indeed the ancient beast that has existed since its founding.

Yunli was so scared that he was unstable that he fell off the sword and fell down hard.

Qilin's joking voice sounded: "What are you doing? You are not seeing your ancestors, as for the tribute?"

Isn't he the ancestor?

Yunli complained in his heart, why did this guy come out? Isn’t this going to destroy the Sword Sect?

He could have expected that after Qilin came out, he would slaughter the disciples and elders of the Sword Sect, and the Sword Sect was like blood flowing into a river.

But he was still very calm on his face, calmly got up from the ground, tidied up his clothes, and smiled amiably, "It turns out he is senior! He has been rude just now, I hope he will forgive me!"

Qilin looked at him, with a casual smile on his lips, "It's easy to say."

"Senior and your friend, are you going to... go down the mountain?" Yunli asked carefully.

After learning about this person's identity, he never dared to take it lightly again, although he had been taken lightly from the beginning.

After all, Shangguan Yi kept emphasizing to him how terrible and powerful the man in black robe was, which made him feel more concerned.

When he saw Qilin at this moment, his vigilance in his heart only increased and did not decrease. This ancestor had been imprisoned for ten thousand years. He must have hated them for the Sword Sect, and he wished he could kill them all and quickly! How could he let them go easily?
Chapter completed!