The leader of the fifth peak, Huang, looked at the courtyard behind the old man hesitantly. Through the main entrance, he really couldn't see any good things left. After the screen was gone, the main hall was empty. The boxwood chair was replaced by a few broken benches. The shattered look was really shabby.

Several disciples from the Fourth and Fifth Peak who were just aggressive just now were looking at the senior brother Huang. Anyway, everything was decided by Senior Brother Huang.

"Then... then choose three items per person. If you choose, leave. Don't stay for some money and leave in the war."

The disciple surnamed Huang waved his hand tiredly, but he was not the first to pounce on the pile of miscellaneous items, but asked Achai and other young followers to select valuable items from the miscellaneous items first. He waved his hand like this, and silently agreed to the advice of the old man Fengshan.

"Senior Brother Huang! Why should I listen to this old man's mercy? Anyway, he brought all the things out, and we brothers were carried away. Why did he choose three items per person? He was so happy that he must have hidden all the good things!"

Achai, who had been timid about the robbery of the Ninth Peak, had already red eyes at this time. His young face was covered with a layer of sinister aura because of his hostility, as if he had brothers backed up. Even if he had bloody blows the Ninth Peak, he would have no worries.

"Shut up, Ah Chai! Just choose honestly and get out!"

However, the disciple surnamed Huang suddenly raised his foot and kicked Achai's butt! This kick showed no mercy and directly kicked Achai to the ground.

Seeing Senior Brother Huang's strength, the remaining disciples Liuyun naturally kept silent. They quietly took three items that could be sold in the underground auction house and returned silently. Even Achai, who fell to his face, didn't dare to hum a word. He held the mahogany screen and two chairs and stood weakly to the edge.

This was beyond the imagination.

Human nature is such an unpredictable thing. It is difficult to tell whether the other side of the light in the hearts of those who seem to be the most cruel is actually very heavy. Whether the darkness in the hearts of those who seem to be pure and good can instantly make the soul crazy after being stimulated.

Everyone had finished picking it. The disciple surnamed Huang rode on his sword kissing the giant beast's back, took three pieces of pen and ink casually, and then said to the old man Fengshan of the ninth peak in a low and dry voice: "Senior Lingguo, in fact, although you feel a little sad, you don't need to stay here forever. If you can leave... just leave."

After saying this, the disciple surnamed Huang turned the beast's head and hurriedly avoided the war and fled to the distance.

The Dao Sect and those hidden cultivators who have had hundreds of years of grievances with Liuyun Hall are not like Yaorao, Longjue and Aslante, only seeking trouble for the old monsters. Any living person dressed in Liuyun Hall, whether it is a disciple or a servant, has basically no way to live as long as they appear in front of them. The crushing of the mountain-locked formation may not have much impact on the Supreme Elders, but for ordinary disciples, it is a disaster. The disciples of the Huang surname are not traitors, but they are just going to live in their hometowns to steal some things.

Seeing the disciple surnamed Huang walking away, the Venerable Fengshan, named "Lingguo", still had a wrinkled old face.

So Yaorao also walked up from a distance. Anyway, she was wearing the clothes of Liuyun female disciples picked up from the ground, and the dust on her clothes made her look like a female disciple in the sect who had escaped.

"I heard it, can I choose too?"

The four dazed Jiufeng disciples saw a female cultivator who lowered her head and twisted her steps forward. Her voice was gentle, but her content was arrogant and suddenly rushed towards the pile of debris.

It's unreasonable!

The disciples surnamed Huang had to take out some treasures because they were crowded with people. Where did this female disciple who cheated her? She actually had to get a share of her small body with thin arms and thin legs!

I thought the Ninth Peak was really a soft persimmon? Anyone could rob?

That's right. Even if such a weak-looking female cultivator rushed over, the four disciples of the Ninth Peak still didn't respond...

The ones who should be dazed, the ones who should be looking up at the sky looked up at the sky. There were two big eyes staring at each other as if they were glaring happily, only their most helpless master came forward with a dark face.

"Yes, yes, those who see you have a share... you also have three... share..."

The old man Lingguo said the more he could not continue, because the word "three" had not yet been expressed, the woman who had been lowering her head unceremoniously pulled out the pile of debris and checked it with big hands and feet. Her bold appearance seemed as if she was the owner of these objects!

The enchanting style was carefully searching for the small objects, and there was a breath that always made her unforgettable. The faint Bodhixiang... made her always remember the scene that the Purple Jade Buddha saw when she first became a realm in her field.

So she did not pick up the little white turtle with a lively look, nor touch the carvings that looked golden, but instead she turned out a Bodhi seed strung with red ropes from an inconspicuous pile of rice paper.

Bodhi is smooth and has a uniform and deep color, as if the edges and corners are smoothed by the accumulated friction. Therefore, the deep breath of time is left on the fruit shell.

“This is the first one.”

Yao Rao raised her hands and crawled out of the pile of miscellaneous items. With her current financial resources and mood, there was no need to care about ordinary treasures. She just chose a small item that could make her interested based on her own preferences. Moreover, her purpose in coming to the Ninth Peak was not to bully the old man and the daigua.

Looking at the Bodhi in the woman's hand, the old man Lingguo paused and suddenly said with a flash of eyes: "Miss, is it okay to change one?"

"Master! The broken seed I picked up on the ground is what you usually use to rub and play when you are in a daze. Why are you reluctant to let go? If someone carries your big screen away, it doesn't hurt you even if you feel heartbroken!"

A big mouthed fool behind Guo Ling finally spoke. He teased his master no matter how big or small.

"That's right..." Old Man Lingguo was not angry or annoyed. After thinking about it, he felt relieved. Then he said to Yaorao with a charming smile: "This is the first one, so what is the second one you want to choose?"

"The second piece..." Yaorao made two fingers look so hard that she laughed.
Chapter completed!