One Thousand Four Hundred and Fifty-Six

Text 1456 The Wicked Grind the Wicked

The intensive bombardment caused countless clouds of black smoke to rise suddenly in the direction of the flying boat, and a huge explosion soared into the sky, swallowing everything nearby like a tsunami.

The flying boat that was originally parked there was either broken or damaged in the explosion, or it was directly turned into a spare part, and it seemed that there was no one left in an instant.

It was like a field airport, exposed to the artillery fire of an army group. The sudden explosion destroyed all the "aircraft" on the runway, completely canceling the existence of these unknown threats.

"Then, is that where the flying boat is parked?" Qian Tong asked the apprentice beside him tremblingly.

At this time, the most beloved little apprentice, recovered from the shock, looked at his master, and replied in despair: "Yes, yes..."

"You!" Qian Tong suddenly stretched out his palm, and grabbed the young apprentice's collar at once - he may not have such a swift movement in his usual competitions with others.

However, thinking that the enemy's attack had nothing to do with his little apprentice, he could only let go of his hand and swallow the bad breath back into his stomach.

"Go and take a look! See how the loss is!" Finally, he remembered the serious business, so he said to his apprentice.

As he said that, he didn't care about saving his spiritual energy anymore, so he jumped and flew out with his apprentice.

He was really in a hurry, because he persisted until now, and spent so much time, all because of these belongings. Now that all these things are gone, wouldn't he be in vain to fetch water from a bamboo basket?

When Qian Tong, who was so anxious, led his apprentice to the place where the flying boat was parked, the intensive shelling had stopped.

The scene was a mess, many swordsmen from the Heavenly Sword Sect were dealing with the wounded and corpses lying on the ground.

Although the casualties were not serious, Qian Tong was still in pain - he didn't feel bad about the loss of these swordsmen, but those spirit stones scattered on the ground really made him feel uncomfortable.

He bent down and picked up a fragment of spirit stone that was shattered by the shell explosion from the ground, then looked at the collapsed temporary shelf used to store spirit stone, and walked over with a frown.

On the box over there, the seal is broken. Qian Tong walked over and stroked the broken box with his hands, the expression on his face was as ugly as it could be.

There is almost nothing left in this box, but any fool knows that the shock wave of the shell cannot destroy the spirit stone to such an extent.

Lingshi Lingshi is actually magic spar ore. This kind of thing is essentially a stone. Even if a box of stones is directly hit by a shell, it is impossible to completely disappear.

The stone might be shattered, or part of it might be blown away, but leaving a whole box of spirit stones with only a few pieces scattered in the box is definitely not something that a single shell can do.

No need to guess, the box itself was overturned by the shell, and it was also damaged because of the overturn, and many spirit stones were blown out by the explosion.

But the remaining spirit stones must have been divided up by the nearby swordsmen who were in charge of escorting and transporting them.

This is simply a certainty. If the box was intact, these swordsmen would never dare to steal the spirit stones in the box, because if they were found out doing so, they would really be punished.

But if the box is damaged, there are reasons and excuses, if these people don't take some and put them in their arms, they will really see the devil.

Anyway, there is no name written on the spirit stone, so if you hold it in your hand, you will say it is yours, and there will be no evidence.

So even if Qian Tong wanted to investigate and punish him, there was nothing he could do about it—the so-called law does not punish the public, and that was the reason.

In short, everyone sneakily took away one or two yuan while others were not prepared.

Eighty percent of them will affect their prestige.

After all, he didn't dare to make things big, and he couldn't tell where so many spirit stones and money came from.

What's more, even if he dared to investigate, he couldn't tell whether the box was full of spirit stones or only half a box... In short, it was too troublesome and confusing.

He resentfully walked to another box. Similarly, most of the money in it was gone.

This currency is the currency issued by the Heavenly Sword Sect in its own ruled area, and it has a certain transaction function-although there are more opportunities for monks to trade with spirit stones, not all transactions use spirit stones.

For example, buying a chicken, or going to a restaurant to have a big meal - if these are all settled with spirit stones, wouldn't it be a waste of a lot of precious spirit stone minerals?

What's more, whether the spirit stone is big or small, and the quality is good or bad, we have to care about it. This transaction is too complicated.

Therefore, Heavenly Sword Divine Sect created a currency that can replace spirit stones in some transactions, making it easier for everyone to buy and sell.

But at this moment, this kind of money, which is actually quite purchasing power, the money named by the Heavenly Sword God Sect, is lying in piles of money in the box, scattered at the bottom of the box.

Needless to say, more than half of these banknotes were also taken away - his little apprentice had reported to him that these banknotes and spirit stones were sealed in whole boxes.

Since the little apprentice said so, the possibility of daring to take it for himself is very small. Because as soon as the box was opened when it was shipped to the place, Qiantong knew that there were few things inside.

No matter how shrewd the little apprentice is, he will not guess the artillery fire of Alan Hill, and will cover the place where the flying boat is at such a time.

What's more, those things that the little apprentice greedy will also be transported away. Now that he has done something wrong, wouldn't it be a joke if he couldn't take it away in the end?

With so many possibilities ruled out, it was undoubtedly the swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect who were working in front of them who took advantage of the opportunity that the shelling damaged the seals to embezzle these properties.

He couldn't care less about looking for these lost things anymore, because Qian Tong's angry eyes were attracted by the distant scene at the moment of explosion.

It was a flying boat parked in the open space, a flying boat full of boxes! Beside the broken sidesail, where the hull was shattered, some boxes were scattered around, some were also damaged, lying empty on the ground.

Qian Tong suddenly remembered, now is not the time for him to become angry! At this time, the lost property, Lingshi, is no longer important, because he can't transport so many properties away.

So he raised his feet and walked towards the completely scrapped flying boat. As the angle changed, he saw the second broken flying boat magic weapon.

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