"Who are you guys on earth?" Withered Wood frowned and looked at Mo Yuan solemnly. "Even these fierce swords were easily subdued by you?"

"Are you asking who are we?" Luo Xiaoman rode up Da Bai, and moved everyone's eyes from Mo Yuan to himself. "Listen well, we are the Baichengluo family!"

"Luo Family?" Withered Wood frowned, thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "Never heard of it!"

"Cough cough!" Luo Xiaoman was startled, cleared his throat awkwardly, and hummed: "That's your ignorance. Anyway, it's a very powerful family."

"How many adults, don't you know if the Fierce Sword is suppressed?" At this moment, Lu Ming, the supervisor of the Baiqi Building, saw the movement inside a while, and couldn't help but walk in anxiously.

Suddenly, the eyes of the three old men fell on Mo Yuan's body.

Lu Ming was startled slightly, followed his gaze, and saw Yan Prison in Mo Yuan's hand. He couldn't help but look dazed, "What's the situation?"

"Come on, let me explain to you." Luo Xiaoman straightened his chest, pretending to say deeply, "Your sword is very cruel, and even the three grandfathers are helpless."

"Just at the moment of crisis, my big apprentice radiated radiantly, like a **** descending to the earth, and the tiger's body shook, letting this fierce sword bow down to the officials."

Everyone:...

"Xiaoman, it seems a bit too late." Mo Yuan couldn't help looking embarrassed, and whispered to Xia Luo Xiaoman.

It's just that Luo Xiaoman didn't care at all, shook his head and said: "In short, it is my big apprentice who rescued you from the deep waters, so should you show it?"

Haha, a lot of paving, it turned out to be paid!

The corners of the three old men's lips twitched, and this little baby was just taking advantage of the fire.

However, Yan Prison was indeed subdued by Mo Yuan.

If this young man did not take action, they would be in a very dangerous situation.

At that time, not only the Baiqi Tower will be destroyed by Yan Prison, but it will even affect the safety of the entire Qinhuai City, casting a shadow on the reputation of Baiqi Tower.

"Three adults, can you tell me what's the matter?" Lu Ming naturally didn't believe Luo Xiaoman's nonsense, and asked with confusion.

Withered Mu sighed and recounted the situation roughly.

"It turns out that this young man subdued Yan Prison. It's really amazing." Lu Ming's eyes lit up, and he quickly said to Mo Yuan, "We must thank you very much."

"That, we don't want too much." Luo Xiaoman smiled, and his cute little face bloomed with a flower-like smile, "You, Yan Prison, give us."

"Huh?" Lu Ming was startled, then shook his head again and again, "No! This Yan Prison is worth one hundred thousand crystal coins, so I can't just give it to you. At most, I will give you a 50% discount."

"Is that so?" Luo Xiaoman sighed and said helplessly: "Then we still don't want it."

With that, she gave Mo Yuan a look.

Without a second word, Mo Yuan threw Yan Prison to Lu Ming.

For an instant, everyone was dumbfounded, and it seemed that this young man would lose if he said it was lost.

When Yan Prison was thrown out, a terrifying killing intent was agitated and swept towards Luming.

"Wait!!" Lu Ming shivered with fright, and hurriedly shouted: "If you have something to say, you can say it well."

"deep!"

Luo Xiaoman yelled lightly, and Mo Yuan flashed away, and then grabbed Yan Prison in his hand again, and the killing intent disappeared instantly.

In his hands, this Yan Privilege is so well-behaved.