The Immortal of the Yin and Yang Realm

Chapter 454 Qiu Xian

"You are not short of these ten dollars, but I am short of that arrow. My arrow is more than ten dollars, but it is much more valuable than your pigeons. Give me back the arrow."

As the man in black robe spoke, he stretched out his hand to ask Butler Wei for the feather arrow that shot the pigeon.

"Hey, Zizhu's arrow shafts and refined iron arrowheads are indeed not cheap. My pigeon is not an ordinary person either. I'm afraid your arrows are not enough to compensate."

Steward Wei picked up the pigeon and looked at the feather arrow that hit the pigeon. It was indeed a good thing. At least the purple bamboo was very rare, but Butler Wei knew that this man didn't want any feather arrows. He just wanted to see it. The pigeon in his hand, this homing pigeon is different from ordinary pigeons. An experienced person will know this at a glance.

"Hahaha, okay, since you have seen my arrows, it is only fair that I also have to see your pigeons. Even if they are of any different value, I have to see them before I know."

The man in black robe doesn't care about the value or not, he has one goal. He wants to see what this pigeon is. If it is a homing pigeon, it must have a letter. Even if the letter is taken away by the Yue family, the copper on the homing pigeon's feet will not matter. Hoops, but there must be them. Even if the in-laws were so cruel that they took off the copper hoops, there must still be traces of copper hoops on the pigeon’s legs. If not, then this pigeon can only be a kind of pigeon. Signal dove, the meaning of the signal is worth thinking about.

"Humph, you’ve been walking around for a long time just to see the pigeons?"

Steward Wei heard that the man in black robe wanted to see the pigeon, and knew that this was his purpose. He detoured for a long time, just to see the pigeon, but Butler Wei held the pigeon in his hand but did not give it to him.

"Haha, after watching it for a long time, the pigeons can still be seen, so bring it."

The man in black wasn't upset when his purpose was revealed. He just stretched out his hand and continued to beg for the pigeons, but his tone had a hint of impatience. In his opinion, everyone is sensible. Now the Yue family is still at a disadvantage. These things are just You should be more conscious

"Then you have to pick it up and don't duck your waist."

Butler Wei's eyes narrowed slightly. This is the outward manifestation of the anger of the good old steward Wei. Don't look at the way steward Wei smiles at everyone. He looks like a good peacemaker, but this housekeeper of the Yue family How could he be a temperless person? Butler Wei also became a little angry after being forced repeatedly by this man in black robe.

"I'm afraid you won't make it."

The man in black robe also heard the anger in Butler Wei's words. He knew that Butler Wei was not going to give him the pigeons easily. He wanted to try it. The man in black robe was also a master among the shaman disciples. At least he was A master in their circle, otherwise he would not be leading the team this time. Naturally, he is confident and can't wait to take action against Butler Wei. He plans to teach Butler Wei a lesson and let him know that it is better to teach him a lesson. That's the teacher. If you beat you, you have to endure it. If you kill you, you have to endure it. If you dare to resist, the consequences will be more serious. Even the broken bones and ashes are light.

Butler Wei held the pigeon in his hand and ran The man in black robe came over. The man in black robe reached out and grabbed the pigeon. He moved his hand towards the back and pushed forward with his elbow. This was to give Butler Wei a heart-warming blow.

"Bang."

Steward Wei couldn't let go of the pigeon in his hand, so he used his elbow to touch the elbow of the black-robed shaman disciple who was hitting him, and gave it a sharp bump inward. With this strength, he moved forward and moved forward. With one free hand, he punched the man in black robe on the heart. The man in black robe quickly raised his hand to parry, making a muffled sound.

The two of them held the pigeon in one hand and kept fighting with the other hand, in such a small space. Within a few seconds, the two of them violently exchanged blows. Just when Butler Wei deliberately moved forward, the man in black robe suddenly grabbed the shaft of the feathered arrow and thrust it into Butler Wei's chest. The fine iron arrow flashed with cold light and rushed towards Butler Wei's heart.

"Drink, bang."

Butler Wei turned around and slid away, dodging the arrow that was inserted. He stretched out his hand to grab the pigeon and pointed it towards the area behind him. He finally got the pigeon back. The thumb of his left hand pressed against his middle finger. The middle finger was raised into a crown, facing the ribs of the man in black robe. Just a sharp blow

"snort."

The man in black robe was hit hard in the ribs by Butler Wei, and he groaned immediately. The moment the man in black robe was hit, he felt a sharp pain in his ribs, and then he took a few steps back. supported by his companions

"Haha, I didn’t expect that a young member of the Yue family would have such good skills."

The man in black robe was talking, but his hand was stretched out to the back of his waist. There was a flat fine iron box on his back. This box contained flying needles soaked in poison. If this box was aimed at someone, , once the switch is pressed, even a very powerful cross-refining master will not be able to gain favor, and it can be regarded as a relatively insidious hidden weapon.

"Haha, you'd better look around you before you take action."

Steward Wei saw the little move of the man in black robe. Although he didn't know what he was going to bring out, it was definitely not something good. However, Steward Wei was confident. There were already people around here, including those watching the show and the Yue family. Servant.

The black-robed shaman disciple put his hands behind his waist and looked up around him. Originally there were only a few people around, but now there are already a circle of people surrounding him. It looks like there could be a hundred and ten people here to watch the excitement. There were mostly ordinary people, but he also found that there were dozens of people holding guns in the dark, with the muzzles pointed at them.

Just now, the shaman in black shot the pigeon to death with one arrow. Many people have seen it. It is human nature to watch the excitement, and the servants of the Yue family have been paying attention here, because Butler Wei is here, so as soon as these servants of the Yue family found out that someone was looking for trouble, they rushed here. More than a dozen people rushed in one direction, and they heard someone say something about watching the excitement. Many people came over at this big market. Most of them were wanderers from Xianhan Street. Naturally, Butler Wei and the black-robed shamans , they were surrounded on three levels inside and three levels out. When the servants of the Yue family saw that the black-robed shamans were trying to do something small, they all took out their weapons from their arms. They were all pistols or short guns, and they were all pointed at them. Disciples of black robe shamanism

"Haha, okay, I have written down today’s Liangzi, let’s go."

The black-robed shaman disciple looked at the gunmen in the crowd around him, and then at Butler Wei. He knew that if he turned against him today, these brothers would also be beaten into a hornet's nest. There may still be a chance to escape, but here they are leaning against the mountain. It is difficult to escape in a hurry, and there are so many guns at such a short distance that they can hit them with their eyes closed. The man in black robe put down his hand, After saying harsh words to Butler Wei, he turned to his companions and said,"Let's go." He also turned around and walked outside.

"Walk slowly without sending."

Steward Wei smiled. Although he looked down on those who would fall out after being beaten, or who could only say harsh words even if they failed to do so, he would not add insult to injury at this time by making sarcastic remarks, because it was really Fearing that these people would become angry, they would jump over the wall in a hurry.