My host is the thief six

Chapter 129 Put down Senior Sister and let me do it! (17)

The disciple who took the words held the things in his hands, and the smile on his face froze.

He turned his head to look and found several people standing behind him holding their long swords. His pupils shrank, and he immediately used magic to escape to his team not far away.

"Brother! He is a member of the Ghost Sect!"

The Ghost God Sect is notoriously difficult and arrogant. As long as it is something they fancy, they will snatch it even if they kill someone.

But it is this kind of ghost and god sect who particularly hates the serious style of the devil's religion, which can be regarded as an alternative among their decent sects.

Few sects would wish to run into people from the Ghost Sect.

That disciple had long thought that their team would face off against someone from some sect, but he just hadn't thought about the appearance of someone from the Ghost and God Sect.

Shen Qingchuan frowned and looked at the two or three people over there, getting everyone ready for battle, "Do you have something to do?"

"Yes, of course." The Ghost God Sect sneered, "What sect are you from?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter what sect you are, anyway, if you fall into our hands, you will only have a dead end!"

"Don't you think that the three of you can beat a dozen of us?"

Seeing that things were getting tricky, Shen Qingchuan's tone carried a hint of murderous intent.

Of course, he had also heard about the Ghost God Sect. He heard that the members of the Ghost God Sect had rapidly improved their cultivation through an unknown method, and that was why the sects that had not placed orders would be able to stop them.

"Three people?" The leader of Ghost God Sect snorted, "Look carefully, are we three or thirty?"

As the man's voice fell, many people suddenly appeared nearby, and they surrounded Shen Qingchuan and others in a circle.

"Brother..."

"Senior brother Shen... what should we do now?"

"Should we really hand over the things we collected to Ghost God Sect?"

People do money and birds die for food. Even at this point, everyone in the Meteor Sect still doesn't want to hand over their belongings to the Ghost God Sect.

What's more, even if they hand it over, the other party may not necessarily let them go.

Wen Yujian also sacrificed his magic weapon, which was also a long sword with water wrapped around its body.

She was also very nervous, after all, it was the first time she had experienced such a thing, and she was definitely different from these immortal cultivators who regarded life as nothing.

"We found something, and it is in our hands. It belongs to our Meteor Sect. No one will give it to us except the head!"

But even if he was nervous, Wen Yujian still let out a low voice, "Calm down!"

"Junior Sister Wen is right." Shen Qingchuan's slender fingers made a seal in midair, "It doesn't matter if it's three people, thirty people, or three hundred people."

"It should be ours, and it will never be in the hands of others."

Just as Shen Qingchuan's "rhetoric words" were released, another crisp and indifferent voice sounded.

"You talk a lot of nonsense."

Xu Ziheng: "..."

Senior sister, that is your master.

I saw Yu Sheng took a step, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

"Who is that?"

The person from the Ghost Sect squinted his eyes halfway, his vigilance increased, and suddenly he noticed something was wrong behind him, and was about to turn around to block, but his body suddenly rushed forward.

There was a pain in his buttocks.

"I have no problem with you stealing their things." Yu Sheng looked at the people lying on the ground, "But you shouldn't be here."

People from the Ghost Sect: "..."

Aunt, don't you contradict yourself when you say this? ? ?
　good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)