Dao fellow initiates

"Yang Mu...so your name is Yang Mu...heh..." Li Qing smiled sternly, followed by a convulsion in his body, slowly closed his eyes, and died.

Yang Mu approached to feel his pulse, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"You boy... what kind of treasure is this golden gun that can't even resist Li Qing's treasure?"

Liang Kuan, who came back to his senses, said in disbelief.

Yang Mu held the Longyin spear in his right hand, thought for a moment, originally planned to take it back to the system space, thought for a while, and waited for a while: "I don't know too well, I got it from this hall..."

After a pause, Yang Mu said again: "I said in advance that if I get the benefits, I will definitely have a share with you. It's just that there is only this golden gun in this hall. I guess there were other treasures in the past, but I guess they were all taken away." The person who placed the picture stone took it away first!"

"I'm not alone, just try it, if you can handle this golden gun, we will take turns to use it."

Liang Kuan glanced at Yang Mu. He was indeed very curious about the Dragon Yin Golden Gun. He even had a hint of fiery heat. What kind of grade should it be for a weapon that can easily shatter treasures? Master a high-grade weapon for self-defense.

He thought that if Yang Mu could take away the spear, he would naturally be fine.

Nan Gongyue and Liang Kuan both knew that Yang Mu had a storage bag.

A few steps to the front of the spear, Liang Kuan stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the gun, and lifted it vigorously, his face suddenly turned pale: Why...why didn't it move at all?No, it must be because I didn't use all my strength, yes it must be like this.

Liang Kuan's mental activities were exciting, he hurriedly circulated the profound energy in his dantian to increase the strength of his arms, and said loudly: "Get up!"

Porf!
Due to the excessive force, a loud fart popped out, but the spear remained motionless, Liang Kuan was embarrassed.

"Oh my god, it stinks to death." Rhubarb, who was watching the excitement behind Liang Kuan, felt a stench rushing towards his face, and almost made him die on the spot, suffering an innocent disaster in vain.

Wang Wang!

Rhubarb was out of breath and bit his ass with one bite.

"Ouch!" Liang Kuan yelled in pain, and kicked back, but was easily dodged by Da Huang, and continued to chase and bite him.

Liang Kuan took the opportunity to ease his embarrassment, chasing after me, as for the ownership of the spear, he didn't think about it.

The long spear is a treasure, but he can't hold it, and he can't use it, and he is not a gun material, so he has to take advantage of Yang Mu.

Yang Mu turned his attention to Nan Gongyue again.

Catching Yang Mu's gaze, Nan Gongyue smiled sweetly, and said softly, "Brother Yang, don't worry about Yue'er, Yue'er didn't contribute much during this time, so Brother Yang should be in charge of this long spear!"

Later, Nan Gongyue added another sentence: "I think Brother Kuan probably thinks the same way!"

Yang Mu doesn't know Liang Kuan, how can Nan Gongyue not know, he has always been like this, he loves face very much, even if he sacrifices you, he won't talk about it.

Liang Kuan, who was being chased by Rhubarb, blushed when he heard it, and wanted to say "I'm not", but finally held back.

Yang Mu nodded slightly, even if he didn't want the Longyin spear, they couldn't take it away, after all, there was no storage bag...

Huh?Storage bag, Li Qing seems to have this stuff on him!
Yang Mu remembered that Li Qing's method of juggling was exactly the same as his method of using the system space. According to reports, isn't it the legendary storage bag?

Holding Longyin in his palm, he put it into the system, and saw Li Qing's corpse lying down, the three-finger-thick hole in his chest was dripping with blood, but it disappeared miraculously as soon as he touched the white bricks on the ground. If you look carefully, you will find that the clothes Li Qing is lying on are fluffy.

Yang Mu didn't deliberately pay attention to these details, but rummaged through Li Qing's body, and found a brocade bag the size of a palm in his jade belt.

The style of the brocade bag is a bit like the sachet that rich ladies often wear. It is bright and festive red. A big man wearing a brocade bag of this color...is very intriguing.

There were two yellow silk ribbons on the pocket, and a strange rune was embroidered in the center. He said he couldn't understand it and felt helpless.

In his previous life, he was also a high school graduate who slipped through the net of a proper nine-year compulsory education... Ah no, a fish caught in the net.

And in this other world, he is meaninglessly a scumbag. No, to be precise, he is a scumbag among the scumbags. Fortunately, the characters commonly used by people in the Xuanxu Continent happen to be Chinese. The ancient style, as for which dynasty is closer, he can't tell.

I don't want to think about this kind of brain-consuming thing. From the perspective of the two worlds, there are some similarities, but it is not so difficult to accept.

He weighed the brocade bag in his hand, it was neither light nor heavy, as if it was empty inside, only the weight of two layers of brocade silk.

"This thing... is the legendary storage bag, how to use it?"

Yang Mu held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, groping inside with the mouth of the pocket that only fits three fingers, but it turned out to be really empty, with nothing.

Suddenly, Yang Mu grasped the back corner of the storage bag with his right finger, spread his left hand over the mouth of the bag, his eyes widened like copper bells, and shouted: "Change!"

Breathe...

three breaths...

five breaths...

Nothing happened until the ten breaths passed.

Puchi!

Nan Gongyue at the side first widened her eyes, not knowing what Yang Mu was going to do, but seeing him like this now, she couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling.

"Brother Yang, why are you holding the storage bag? It's not what you use it for."

Embarrassed, Yang Mu wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, scratched the back of his head, and asked, "Yue'er knows?"

Nan Gongyue nodded slightly, and explained carefully: "The storage bag can only be used after a drop of blood is required to identify the owner. Before that, others cannot use and peep at the contents of the storage bag."

Yang Mu's face suddenly turned bitter: "Ah! Then I am useless?"

Nan Gongyue seemed to find it very interesting when she saw Yang Mu in trouble. Now that the enemy had been eliminated, she no longer had to tense her nerves, and she couldn't help being cheerful and lively.

She smiled sweetly and said, "That's not the case. The storage bag is extremely precious, so it's not a one-time item."

Nan Gongyue paused on purpose, seeing Yang Mu staring at her with wide eyes, although the pupils were slightly centered, she was full of curiosity, so she didn't give a shit.

Continued: "If you want to change the owner of the storage bag, there are two ways. The first is that the owner of the storage bag dies. At that time, the connection between the storage bag and the previous owner will be broken. At this moment, the storage bag, It is already equivalent to a thing without an owner, you only need to drop a drop of your own blood on it."

After all, he turned his gaze to Yang Mu.

Out of curiosity, Yang Mu picked up the Qingfeng sword that was broken in two on the ground and made a small cut on his fingertips. Blood dripped on the storage bag, and disappeared with a burst of white light.