Chapter 1370: Catch (6)

I saw several groups of guards coming up from the stage, every two people carrying a frame to the stage.
Lu Yan glanced at him, "When did you make so many small sandbags?"
Long Feiye immediately said: "Master, you can see clearly that all these are wrapped in flour!"
"Huh?" Lu Yan was surprised, "Isn't it about losing sandbags?" Why is it a flour bag?
Yunyangzi scoffed at him, with a slight disgust, "I don't know, how can there be a flour bag in a sandbag? The flour will leak out, and there will be marks on the person. This is fun! Haha!"
The elder who heard next to him immediately understood a bit, and looked at the ‘flour bag’ made of white cloth in the basket, but he didn’t worry.
The third elder chuckled, "Liyue, this game is not difficult at all!"
Qingcheng smiled and said: "Is it not difficult? Master! You can start!"
Yun Yangzi's face instantly showed a smirk again, and with a wave of his hand, all the elders felt that the entire space was closed.
Some of the elders' expressions changed immediately, and the fourth elders immediately asked: "What's the matter? How do you feel that the space loses weight? Ancestor, you sealed the space?"
The six elders frowned, looked at Yunyangzi and the others, then looked at Qingcheng, and hurriedly asked, "Why should the space be sealed off?"
The disciple below is also a little surprised, "Why is the space blocked by playing games?"
Qingcheng still remained faint and smiled and replied: "All elders, you seem to be worrying too much. Asking Master to block the air conditioner on the stage only curbs the use of spiritual power of the elders. This sandbag throwing game can only rely on the elders themselves Flexibility, you cannot use teleportation or spiritual power skills."
The Sixth Elder said with some suspicion: "Is that so?"
Qingcheng glanced at him, nodded, and said to Yue Mobai towards Long Feiye: "Brothers, please demonstrate it again."
The two nodded immediately: "Okay!"
Long Feiye was very excited and said, "Haha! Xiao Li'er looks at brother!"
The corner of Yue Mobai's mouth twitched slightly, and his head subconsciously looked to the back of the stage, as if he was silently mourning for Long Feiye in his heart.
Yun Haochen's thin lips moved slightly, and his voice was slightly cold, "Brother? This guy is itchy."
"Hello!" Long Feiye rubbed his nose weirdly, "Who is thinking about Master Ben?"
The corner of Yue Mobai's mouth secretly overflowed with a faint smile again, and coughed: "Okay! Your clothes are conspicuous, you go within the range of that line drawing."
Long Feiye walked over happily, and Qingcheng immediately said: "Every elder is optimistic. Now, except for my master, no one on this stage can use spiritual power. Let's start!"
Yue Mobai picked up a few flour packets in the basket at the back, and quickly smashed them toward Long Feiye. Long Feiye ran around to avoid it, and Yue Mobai kept smashing it.
Happiness! !
Long Feiye is physically flexible, thanks to the special training of physical fitness in the backyard of the Blue Mansion for a long time, otherwise it will not be so easy now.
Yue Mobai was also a little surprised: "Oh! Long time no see, your body sensitivity is also great?"
Long Fei Yebian trilateral proudly said happily: "That's natural! Who is this young master?"
The elders were stunned. The four elders couldn't help but worry and said, "Is this pure physical strength?"
Qingcheng nodded: "Well, that's right!"
"Isn't this exhausting?"
Qingcheng smiled faintly, "The one who gets hit three times is considered to be out, and the team with the most people left is counted as the winner."
Several elders took a look, then nodded: "Okay!"