After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

The masked man's eyes condensed, and his hand suddenly clenched his fist tightly.

Yue Li retracted his gaze, turned and walked off the ring, and immediately felt the bipolar knife in his hand trembling.

The corner of his mouth was drawn up, and he looked at the Bipolar Sword with a sneer, "Since it was able to send you out at the beginning, it can still take you back now!"

When the words fell, the knife was missing from his hand, and it was another look back. He glanced at the masked man, made a knife with his right hand, sneered at his lips, another gesture of wiping his neck, and then turned and left the ring.

With such a provocative action, many people sitting there were surprised, "What's the matter with Feng Qingcheng?"

"Could it be that some of us also offend her?"

Elder Liu glanced at Lu Sheng, "This disciple, you can go back."

Lu Sheng did not respond to Elder Liu, looking at Yueli's drifting away angrily and anxiously, but couldn't do anything. He was whipped by the Zixiao **** for a long time, and his cultivation was almost dispersed.

He also didn't have much strength anymore, and watched Yue Li take the divine tool away, and he suffered a huge blow both physically and mentally.

Suddenly something came to mind, a clever, very frightened look, and he yelled with difficulty: "Knife...knife..."

Bang! He closed his eyes and fell directly to the ground.

Elder Liu couldn't help but shook his head, "Come on, carry him down!"

Everyone couldn't help looking left and right at this moment, "Have you noticed that who Feng Qingcheng seemed to be targeting just now?"

Among them, the group of people with the dragon totem logo on their chests was also puzzled at this moment.

The man sitting in the middle had no expression on his face, but his eyes floated angrily. The hands under his sleeves moved, and his spiritual power also floated slightly, but his expression suddenly sank in the next second.

The narrator also felt that something was wrong, "Head? What's wrong with you...?"

The subordinate originally wanted to say that his complexion was wrong, but he suddenly realized that his face was fake.

The face of the masked man's eyes narrowed slightly, the spiritual power of his hand dissipated, but his eyes still followed Yueli, his tone was slightly solemn: "Nothing."

This made his subordinates feel strange at once, but looking at his appearance, it seemed that he didn't intend to say it, and several people didn't dare to ask again.

Then another person said: "Head, you just said that the silver sickle is really an artifact?"

"What's the matter?" The masked man immediately looked at him, his eyes a little cold, and the interrogator couldn't help but excite his spirit.

But he still said, "The subordinates just think that since it is a divine tool, how can Feng Qingcheng take it away? Then why can't Lu Sheng be summoned back?"

This question seems to have been asked by the Masked Man himself. After a moment of silence, he immediately replied: "Maybe it is not yet a contract."

The subordinates couldn't help sneering: "You got the artifact and don't know the contract? This person is afraid of being an idiot? It is a pity that the knife is very suitable for you to use the subordinates. It is better for us to use it..."

The words behind this subordinate did not go on, after all, there were still people around, and the voice was as quiet as possible.

I thought their master would be happy, but the men next to him also thought so.

However, the masked man just nodded his head faintly, "Yes."

The subordinates around him couldn't help but feel strange, the subordinates on the left and right sides also glanced at each other quietly, and the meaning in their eyes was also incomprehensible.

That's an artifact! That's how the master reacted? Don't you want to get it?

The masked man seemed very calm to them, and seemed to have no interest, but he had already set off a terrible storm in his heart.