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Chapter 754 The Little Crying Bag of the Demon Cult Leader 23
"Jinglan Sword? That is something from our Tang family. When did it become the treasure of your Xueshamen?!"

"Don't think that our Tang family will let you bully us when the old leader is gone."

"Our Tang family's things will never be handed over to you!"

The Jinglan Sword is one of the top ten famous swords in Jianghu. Although everyone doesn't know who made the Jinglan Sword, they know that the Jinglan Sword has been kept in the Tang family. Before Tang Hua, the martial arts leader, was shocked, and no one outside dared to use it. The idea of ​​playing Jinglan Sword.

But today is different, Tang Hua is no longer there, and now only Tang Tang, a weak girl like Tang Tang, is left in the blood of the Tang family.

Xueshamen was not the first group of people who wanted to take away Jinglan Sword, but they were the most arrogant group so far. They brought so many people here, and they wanted to grab it by force.

The righteous indignation of the Tang family did not make Jiang Xing retreat. He stood up arrogantly and patted the dust that did not exist on his body: "It seems that the Tang family is not going to hand over the Jinglan sword. If this is the case, don't blame Xue Sha Hands on the door!"

With Jiang Xing's wave of his hand, everyone in the Xueshamen immediately put on an offensive posture, and the guards of the Tang family tensed up, looking alert.

At this moment, the old butler hurried over with a box in his hand: "Miss, according to your order, the old slave brought the Jinglan sword."

This sound immediately made people on both sides look over.

Man Luo opened the box in front of everyone, and what lay quietly inside was Jiang Xing's Jinglan Sword. Even if the sword was not out of its sheath, people could feel the simplicity and sharpness hidden in it.

Jiang Xing stared at the sword closely, a flash of greed flashed in his eyes, and his loud laughter echoed in the hall: "Miss Tang is indeed reasonable, since you have brought Jinglan Sword, let me leave it to you."

In his opinion, Man Luo asked the steward to bring the sword at this time, because he was afraid that they would cause trouble in the Tang family, and was going to hand over the Jinglan sword to calm the trouble.

Not only Jiang Xing, but even the Tang family thought so. Seeing that Man Luo took out the Jinglan Sword, they all turned pale and tried to persuade them.

"Miss, this Jinglan sword belongs to our Tang family, how can we give it to others at will!"

"Yes, miss, if this precedent is set, those people will only get worse, and I'm afraid everyone will want to ride on the head of our Tang family."

"The Jinglan sword cannot be handed over. Although the old leader is dead, the integrity of our Tang family must not be lost!"

Hearing the persuasion of everyone in the Tang family, Man Luo blinked innocently: "I said, you want to send out the Jinglan Sword?"

The Tang family was stunned for a moment, and then fell silent, but the expressions on their faces were still puzzled.

Since the lady is unwilling to hand over the Jinglan Sword, why does she ask the housekeeper to fetch the sword?

The next moment, Man Luo gave the answer. She pulled out the sword and laid it leisurely in front of her. The cold and sharp edge of the sword blended with the soft breath of the girl, which was not at all inconsistent.

Man Luo's white and delicate fingertips brushed over the blade of the sword, flicked it lightly, and there was a buzzing sound in the air. She pursed her lips, showing a touch of admiration on her face: "The sword is a good sword, no wonder you are so big. Fei Zhouzhang came to ask for it."

At this time, Jiang Xing also felt that the girl's attitude was not right. The eldest lady seemed not ready to hand over Jinglan. He frowned and threatened in a deep voice: "Miss Tang, I advise you to hand over the sword quickly, lest Both of us are making trouble!"

Facing Jiang Xing's warning gaze, Man Luo slowly pointed the tip of his sword at him.

(End of this chapter)