Qi Yun's face changed slightly. He was on the way downstairs. Somehow, he tripped his left foot and rushed forward. Fortunately, he had a deep skill. The use of Xue Wuhen's light skills instantly floated out of the stairs and landed in the lobby.

Looking back, I felt cold sweat, and my heart was filled with murderous aura again.

no.

He must be killed.

The bad young man ran out of the room, picked up an oil umbrella, and shouted: "Brother Shi, your umbrella, your umbrella..."

Oh shit.

Qi Yun cursed in his heart, rushing towards the distance without looking down.

The rainstorm that had just stopped outside once again drifted down, creating a rainy curtain.

The bad young man looked puzzled and looked outside.

"This thief is really strange, just say it."

No matter what, he didn't expect that the heavy rain was caused by him.

After all, there are too many people who have cursed in this life, and sometimes they are not. How could I think this thing is related to him?

Looking at the umbrella in his hand, he was surprised again.

"Brother Shi is worthy of being a master, and he doesn't even want an umbrella."

He turned around.

…

In the rain.

Qi Yun returned to the Qinglong Gang all the way, circulating his true energy, quickly evaporated his clothes, and his eyes were filled with cold light.

This bad young man will not be killed for a day, and he will be restless all day long.

What a bad mouth?

He still has two deformation cards on him, so he will write his name immediately.

As soon as he entered the Qinglong Gang gate, Qi Yun frowned, looked at something in the courtyard, and spoke, "Shunzi, who put a bronze bell here?"

Inside the courtyard, an old-fashioned huge copper bell stood quietly, more than one person tall.

Being impacted by the rain curtain, it made a clanging sound.

Shunzi held the oil umbrella and quickly came over with a suspicious expression, saying, "Strange, I haven't had it before, where did this bronze bell come from?"

“Not before?”

Qi Yun narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, this bronze bell weighs at least a thousand pounds. We will definitely know when we carry it in. I'll ask."

Shunzi ran away quickly.

Qi Yun came to the yard, watched around the bronze bell, and touched it gently with his fingers.

Soon, my eyes flashed.

Yin Qi!

There is residual yin energy on it!

Send a bell...

Who is sending them off to the Qinglong Gang?

Qi Yun's palm was shaken, and with a bang, the entire bronze bell was smashed into pieces and fragments hit the surroundings.

He did not leave, and waited in the rain to see if Shunzi could ask anything.

As a result, Shunzi asked around and no one knew where the bronze bell came from.

There was a sudden heavy rain before, and they all went to hide from the rain, and no one paid attention to it.

"It's strange. No one saw this bronze bell, but how did it come about?"

Shunzi wondered.

"Okay, I understand. I'll let someone throw away these pieces of copper bells and call Zhou Bucai to me."

Qi Yun said coldly.

"Yes, Second Master."

Shunzi quickly retreated.

Not long after, Zhou Bucai held the oil umbrella and ran all the way.

"Second Master, what's wrong?"

He followed Qi Yun's gaze and looked at the copper bell fragments on the ground, his face suddenly changed, and he directly sucked in the air.

"Where did this bronze bell come from?"
Chapter completed!