He no longer struggled with this topic and pondered: "My storage bag is also in her hands. Do you think it should be given to her for safekeeping?"

Liu Yunyan frowned slightly, looked at Lu Siyin and said, "He is telling the truth."

"It's indeed in my hands, but I didn't touch his storage bag. I'm not interested in a sword slave's storage bag either. I just confiscated it temporarily."

As Lu Siyin spoke, he took out Lin Yun's storage bag.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she said with a smile: "Senior sister, this sword slave cares so much about the storage bag that he is afraid that he may have stolen his master's treasure. Do you want to open it and check it?"

"Say less."

Liu Yunyan glared at her and scolded her angrily.

"oh."

Lu Siyin quickly lowered his head, feeling a little too proud and forgetting about his senior sister's temper.

"Well, I'll give it to you. This lady doesn't care about your sword slave's things."

The storage bag drew an arc in the air and was thrown heavily.

Lin Yun casually picked it up, held the storage bag, looked at the other party deeply, and said in deep thought: "I hope you remember what you said."

After the words fell, he ignored the other party and turned around to leave.

"This guy is still not convinced. Senior Sister Liu, you are too kind to him."

Leng Feng said angrily on the side.

"Do I need you to teach me how to do something?"

Liu Yunyan glanced at the other party coldly, and then said to Lu Siyin: "Sword, let me take a look."

"Um."

Lu Siyin stepped forward and handed over the sword.

Clang!

Pulling the sword out of its sheath, the sword body is like a stream of autumn water flowing across it, with light flowing all over it. The heavy sword body has naturally formed spiritual patterns, implying Taoist charm, and the sharp cold light on the tip of the sword is intimidating.

Liu Yunyan's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange color, and he raised his head to look in the direction Lin Yun was leaving.

"Burial flowers?"

No wonder, Lu Siyin likes this sword, it is indeed a good sword.

Whoops!

After sheathing the sword, Liu Yunyan handed it to the other party and muttered: "If the other party's cultivation level is really restored, remember to return the sword to others."

"Senior sister is joking. He is just a loser. I don't believe he has a chance to regain his strength."

Lu Siyin didn't take it seriously and sneered softly.
Chapter completed!