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Chapter 310 I Like You, I Really Like You! (6)

I like you, really like you! (6)

Following Xiaobai running over behind him, looking at the dilapidated basketball net fluttering in the wind by the light of the fire, Yun Chu stood there for a moment, then walked forward carefully, and put his hand on the paint-stained basket post. superior.

In the palm, the metal is cold.

Feeling the real touch, Chu was as calm as a cloud and lost his mind uncontrollably.

Steel pipes, basketballs... why are these things here?

How could these things exist in this world!

"careful!"

On the side, Shen Fengchu suddenly screamed, rushed forward, and threw Yun Chu to the ground.

when!
In mid-air, a strange light flashed across.

A white foreign object came through the air and hit the basket post.

I don't know how many years have passed, and the severely weathered metal pipe wailed and fell down under the huge force.

At the same time, three Jianghu people fell to the ground sullenly.

All three of them had a white foreign object on them.

The color of that thing is a bit like ivory, but the texture is not as delicate as ivory.

"It's bones!"

There was surprise in Shangguan Wuji's voice.

"Everyone be careful!"

Chen Qi suddenly let out a deep drink, and rose backwards.

In mid-air, there was a strange sound of clothes ripping through the air.

Just as Shen Fengchu threw Yun Chu to the ground, a figure rushed into the crowd like a ghost.

Only a few muffled puffs were heard, and several figures had already flown upside down and landed dully.

The crowd dispersed quickly, and Shen Fengchu had already pulled Yun Chu up from the ground, guarded him behind him, and looked at that person vigilantly.

Xiaobai had also rushed over, standing beside Shen Fengchu, gritted his teeth and let out a protesting whine.

"Protect the princess!"

Shangguan Wuji rushed over after him, and protected Yun Chu and Shen Fengchu with the remaining two Fengqiying disciples.

Everyone surrounded the man, and no one shot rashly.

The figure of the man was reflected in the flames, with a tall body and a slightly arched back. It could be seen from the figure that it was a man, wearing a robe that was already tattered and unrecognizable in color.

The disheveled hair hadn't been washed for an unknown amount of time, and it was dusty hanging down to cover the head and face, and the facial features could not be seen clearly, and the chin exposed between the hair was so thin that it was almost skinny.

"The treasure is mine, all of you are not allowed to grab it!"

A pair of eyes of the man stared at the crowd eeriely from his messy hair, his voice was as sharp and piercing as rusted metal rubbing against each other.

Yun Chu took a step forward, stood beside Shen Fengchu, and shouted in a deep voice, "Who are you?!"

"I am...the owner of the treasure!" The arched man turned his face and looked at Yun Chu. A flash of surprise flashed in his dark eyes, and then it turned into joy, "Ning'er?"

"Xiao Wu!"

On the side, Xu Changqing, the elder of the Nine Bags of the Beggar Clan, watched the apprentice who was wounded by the bow-backed man die in his arms, put down the disciple's body, looked up at the bow-backed man, his eyes were full of anger, and with a low whistle, he He flew up and grabbed the back of the arched man.

The arched man turned around, raised his left hand, flicked his skinny fingers seemingly casually.

With a snap of the fingers, the wind blows.

puff!
Xu Changqing only felt a powerful force rushing towards his face, his chest hurt like being hit by a giant axe, his heart cracked, he was so wow that he spat out a mouthful of blood, and he fell to the ground like a rag bag, with The blood of the bubble overflowed, and Xu Changqing died on the spot.

Seeing Xu Changqing who died on the spot, everyone's expressions changed.

(End of this chapter)