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Everyone looked at "White Dragon" with weird eyes, and their eyes were full of inexplicable meaning.

"Damn it!" "Bailong" looked at the eyes of the people around him, and his heart was also burning with anger, looking at Shangguan's small eyes as if he wanted to kill someone.

"Hmph! If I had known this would happen, I should have killed you at all costs that night!" "Bailong" looked at Shangguan with murderous intent in his small eyes, and he had already recognized that this girl was the girl that day. One of the four little girls rescued by the ghost-faced man at night.

In her hands, there is at least one literary treasure!

However, it is useless for "Bailong" to regret it any more, and he is now in a very embarrassing situation.

All the human monks present were doubting his identity, because he did not have the so-called dust-dispelling sword.

"Hmph! You say that I am not the real Bailong, so you call the real Bailong out to confront me!" "Bailong" said with a heartbroken heart.

"If you can't find the real Bailong, then there is no evidence to prove that I am a fake!" "Bailong" looked at the people in front of him and said, anyway, he had never seen the real Bailong, so he probably didn't either. Having been to Qingcheng, if Bailong was real, he probably would have jumped out a long time ago.

Could it be that a real white dragon popped out of nowhere?

"Bailong" is a little proud, as long as you can't find evidence that I am a fake Bailong, then I am the real Bailong!

However, before "White Dragon" was proud, a voice attracted everyone's attention.

"Sorry, I'm playing Bailong." Chu He stepped forward slightly, looked at the "White Dragon" opposite and said.

"Bailong" stared at this young man who had met once, panicked for a moment, and then showed a mocking look.

"You said you are Bailong, are you Bailong? It's a joke! Believe it or not, I will go to the government to sue you for pretending to be my identity!" "Bailong" shouted.

"Don't think I don't know you! When I came to Qingcheng before, I saw you at the roadside inn! At that time, I said that I was Bailong, but you didn't respond at all, so you are definitely not Bailong. Dragon!" "White Dragon" looked at Chu He and said.

If this young man is really Bailong, he has already revealed his identity when he was in the inn, so is there any need to expose his identity here?

Therefore, this guy calling himself Chai Bailong is definitely a temporary decision! "Bailong" guessed triumphantly in his heart.

With this conjecture, even if I am suspected by people today, no one will trouble me!

"By the way, didn't you say that Bailong really has the Duchen Sword in his hand? Did you tell him to take it out? Hahahaha..." "Bailong" was getting carried away, and laughed loudly.

"Shin--"

There was a sound of the sword being unsheathed, followed by a sharp feeling that seemed to cut everything.

Everyone looked at the Duchen Sword that Chu He had drawn out in shock. Even "Bailong" forgot to laugh, and stared blankly at the three-handed sword wrapped in literary spirit with his mouth wide open. Ruler Qingfeng.

"No way..."

"This...is this the real Bichen Sword..."

"Sure, there are only a few cultural treasures like long swords in this world, this must be the Pichen Sword!"

A large group of people looked at the Pichen in Chu He's hands and whispered, with unstoppable shock in their eyes.

"Since you want to see the Pichen sword, then you should take a closer look, here, the real Pichen sword." Chu He said flatly, and raised the Pichen sword so that "Bailong" could see it clearly.

The sword body gleaming with cold light, the extremely sharp sword edge, the traces of literary spirit entwined on it, especially the two small characters "Bichen" engraved on the sword body, all of which explain it. That Wendao treasure, the Duchen Sword!

"Oh my god, doesn't that mean that this young master is the real young master Bailong?"

"Hmph! Actually, I've already seen it, that Mr. Bailong is a fake!"

"Fuck off! A bunch of hindsight, Mr. Bailong, I'm sorry, we mistook the shameless villain for you because we didn't know Taishan!"

Everyone apologized to Chu He.

That "White Dragon" looked at the disgusted eyes of the people around him, and his heart sank even more.

"Damn it, the plan is just like this... shattered..." "Bailong" looked at Chu He, no wonder his eyes were a little strange when I said I was Bailong that night, no wonder after being kidnapped , he was not that panicked.

It turned out that I had been playing him in front of his deity all along!

This wicked guy has been waiting to see his own joke! Damn it, is this white dragon humiliating him?

Feeling the mocking gazes from the crowd, "Bailong" had no face to stay here any longer, so he squeezed out of the crowd with some frustration, and left this place in embarrassment amidst people's eyes looking at garbage.

Chu He inserted the Pichen sword back into the scabbard, and looked at the monk Wuxin.

"Monk Wuxin, what happened this time is up to you!" Chu He thanked Wuxin. Even if this little monk was pointed out by thousands of people, he would still maintain his reputation. Such friends are rare.

"The white dragon benefactor is serious. I just did what I think is right." Wu Xin looked at Chu He and said.

On the periphery of the crowd, the group of warriors who had been with Chu He looked at Chu He's self-report, and they were almost dumbfounded.

They also didn't expect that the little monk they and others "saved" on the road turned out to be the famous Mr. Bailong in the legend!

They thought it was just a little monk who had separated from his companions or came to practice alone, so they moved with compassion, but they didn't expect that this was Bailong!

Yes, to be able to appear alone in the tomb passage in such a small area, he must not be an ordinary person.

Fortunately, what they met was the real Mr. Bailong, otherwise, they would probably still be wandering around in the upper tomb passage now!

Several warriors looked at the package that had shrunk a lot, but they were still satisfied. For warriors without background like them, this kind of harvest was already extremely rich.

After experiencing the initial surprise, several people started talking with great interest.

"Huh? Brothers, I just heard from you that you were on an adventure with Mr. Bailong before?" A monk with sharp ears approached beside them.

"That's not it, let me tell you, if it weren't for Mr. Bailong, we would..." Several warriors looked at each other, and then pulled the warrior who came over and started bragging.