The playful and cute concubine is a little sweet

Chapter 228
A burly bearded man stepped forward, and everyone around him grasped their weapons and prepared.

If it is really a magic weapon to choose the owner, then accept fate, if the big man can easily take it away, then kill him to seize the treasure!
The big man stepped onto the stage, took a stride, and moved his shins. He was stronger than ordinary people, and he was full of confidence that he would be able to get these two magic weapons.

However, before his hand touched the flute, he felt an invisible force on the flute, as if trying to bounce him away.

A lot of sweat overflowed from the forehead of the big man, and he clenched his teeth tightly. The spiritual power in his body was running to the extreme. He tried not to be bounced away, and bloodshot eyes appeared in both eyes.

"Ah—" The big man couldn't bear it any longer, and was thrown flying out, lying on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He stayed on the high platform for a longer time, and his condition was worse than that of the previous one.

"Hiss~" There was a sound of surprise and disdain around...

Everyone believes that the magic weapon will be their own, and they all want to go forward and try it.

They scrambled to the high platform and stretched out their hands to get the flute, and the woman took the hairpin, like a beggar who has been hungry for many days and finally saw the food.

"Boom—" A group of people were bounced off and fell to the ground like dumplings.

The second wave of people came on stage again, their gazes were obviously much more serious, as nervous and excited as if it was their first blind date.

"Boom—" The second wave of people were also ejected, and none of them left.

The third wave looked at the people who had been ejected from the previous two waves, and hesitated whether to go or not.

Some of the less injured people in the first wave got up and wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths.

"Damn, I don't believe in this evil anymore, come again!" Walked to the high platform again.

Everyone watched from the sidelines to see if it would change the fate of not being bombed down.

Unexpectedly, one meter away from the high platform, he was bounced away with a "bang--" again.

The flute seemed to be angry, the first time was a warning, the second time was a bit more fierce than the first time.

A group of melon-eating people looked at the person who was bounced and fell to the ground pitifully and never got up again, so they didn't have the guts to try again.

At this time, a huge white crane flew over from the sky.

Landing on the ground, Yang Qingqing was hugged by Xiao Yihan's waist.

"Hiss~ It's them, the ones who took away the thousand-year-old Mozhi!"

"What are they doing here again?"

"These two magic weapons will not be so lucky to become theirs again?"

Someone saw the white crane, and Yang Qingqing, whose face was a little dark, remembered the previous scene. This man was probably stronger than everyone present.

Unidentified people heard their conversation and became alert.

If that man has the strength to take it, it will be his, but if he wants to kill all these people to seize the treasure, then he will unite and punish him.

"Huh~ What's that?" Yang Qingqing asked, pointing to something on the high platform.

Seeing the eyes of many people gathered on the high platform, she thought that it must be the baby, so she happily ran up to it.

Those who knew that she had snatched Mozhi felt a little resentful in their hearts, and prayed that the black-faced woman would be sent flying, so that she would never get up again.

"*罒▽罒* Wow~ Such a delicate hairpin!" Yang Qingqing easily took the hairpin in her hand.

"Hiss—" There was a sound of gasping.

The people who eat melons are thinking about the same question in their minds, that is, why didn't the hairpin bounce the black-faced woman away?

Could it be that he ran out of power after playing so many people before, and now he is waiting to recover his strength before playing again?
Some of the group of people were patiently waiting for the hairpin to regain its strength and bounce Yang Qingqing away, while others were eager to seize the treasure.

(End of this chapter)