Stunning Thief: The First Useless Firewood in History

Chapter 72 Fuck!Just hit it on the head

This little star-burst brother in white and silver face!

Is it actually a high-level swordsman?
When did such a young genius appear on the mainland again? Why have I never heard of this name?
The mercenaries stared wide-eyed, not wanting to miss the next exciting battle.

Feng Tingcen looked at Qingcheng appreciatively, she indeed has more arrogant capital.

"A high-ranking swordsman? He does have the capital to be arrogant." The gorgeous white fighting spirit made Rong Huan look serious, put away his cynical attitude, and solemnly drew out the two short knives behind his back, "Let me meet you."

"Heh." Qingcheng smiled lightly, and immediately threw the crystal ball in his hand into the air.

Gorgeous white, like falling stars.

Dazzling and arrogant.

At this moment, Allure moved.

With a wrong step, she instantly appeared beside Rong Huan.

The absolute suppression in terms of levels, coupled with the ghostly body skills, made Rong Huan passively watch Qingcheng's mask magnify in front of his eyes.

Is intermediate and high-level really a watershed?
In an instant, the two swords in his hands changed hands.

The glaring white light on the blade made Rong Huan break out in cold sweat.

Only Qingcheng thought that he would be divided into two parts now.

So strong!

Under the shadow of death.

The little mouth that was too pink hooked, and casually spit out a sentence, "I just promised Brother Feng not to hurt you. But..."

Looking at the pink lips, a nasty smile appeared.

Then, Rong Huan felt that his body was suddenly cold.

And the silver-faced boy in white in front of him put away the crystal ball leisurely, and stood gracefully under the tree.

What he held in his hand was the belt that was supposed to be tied around his waist.

The feeling of emptiness in the lower body made Rong Huan's brain stop for a moment.

"The trousers fell off, and even the bottoms fell off!"

"What a trough! Brother Xingmang is too ruthless."

"But having said that, Master Rong Huan's capital is quite sufficient."

"..."

At first, he was attracted by the gorgeous fighting spirit that was completely abused, and then he was shocked by the thunder.

this……

What a genius.

It's not easy to beat people up like this.

No matter what others think.

Throwing away the belt casually, Qingcheng took the purse that came along, and said with a smile, "Take it as a trophy, do you have any objections?"

"you!"

Rong Huan lifted his pants with a look of shame and indignation.

I want to go forward and desperately, but I am afraid that the pants will disappear again.

How can anyone be like this!
For the first time in my life, I saw a little bastard who was more domineering than myself.

Gritting his teeth, he slammed an object fiercely, grinding his teeth, "Isn't it just a few more years of life? Master, I'm only 17 years old, and I'm just a little worse than you. I can definitely beat you to the ground after a few years of practice." !"

hidden weapon?

Qingcheng casually took a stone that looked like wood into her hands.

On the top, a strange thirteen-circle pattern appeared.

what?
"You..." Feng Wu, who had been crying all the time, suddenly pointed at Qingcheng, her big red and swollen eyes were full of disbelief, "You you you!"

"Huh?" Qingcheng didn't know why this eldest lady was going crazy, and all the mercenaries present also opened their mouths and looked at her palm.

what's the situation?
Qingcheng looked at Feng Tingcen suspiciously, but found that Feng Tingcen was also staring at the strange stone in her hand.

Something wrong with this thing?

When he was puzzled, Rong Huan's screams came from beside him, "Fuck! A 13-year-old high-ranking swordsman, how can I take revenge? It's hard to let people live! Just hit me to death... ..."

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