Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, instantly collapsed the hundred-meter secret passage with a ghostly technique, which shows that the name of Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, is really not a wasted name, only this hand is enough to envy the rivers and lakes, which makes Long Feiyun and the three of them admire!

The old drunkard thundered the heavens and said: "The dead thief has good skills, this trick has become good! Why do you have to secretly worry about other people's things all day long, and go out to do tricks, which is enough to make your kid have endless money!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, glanced at the old drunkard Lei Dongtian and said: "Dead drunkards will talk nonsense, you can see it is simple and easy, this secret road took Lao Tzu three months to dig and dig, but it only takes a moment to destroy it!"

Feng Wushuang said: "Brother Meng, isn't this the place where you hide your treasure, all those things were taken here last time!"

Long Feiyun smiled slightly and said, "Dead thief, I'm afraid that this place is not only used to hide treasures, but most of them are used to escape and hide!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, smiled and said: "Is Lao Tzu's martial arts still used to escape and hide? It's just that the gentleman fights wits but not strength, and Lao Tzu is too lazy to take care of them!"

Although Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, said that his mouth was hard, everyone knew that Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, used it as a hiding place after stealing other people's things, but he also had to admire the ability of Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings!

You must know that what can be seen by Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, must not be ordinary, how can such a treasure not be protected by a master, I am afraid that there is more than one, even if the martial arts of Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, can deal with three or two, but if there are more, I am afraid that Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, can only temporarily avoid the edge!

It's no wonder that every time Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, steals something, he will be unscathed, and the supreme light skills plus the unparalleled stealing skills, and the unparalleled disguise technique in the world and this ingenious secret passage, it is really difficult to catch the king of stealing kings, Meng Sanxing, a little bit of the corner of his clothes......

How can such a person and such a ghost change their scheming not be famous?

Yes, some people in the rivers and lakes were stolen by Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, not only will they not be angry, but they feel that their faces are extremely bright, it seems that they have been stolen by Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, but they feel that they have improved their fame, naturally such people are extremely boring!

But such a person also has a benefit, that is, to make the king of stealing kings, Meng Sanxing, more famous, all kinds of exaggerated legends, sometimes so that Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, heard it, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and secretly said: Damn! Are these people talking about Lao Tzu? When did Lao Tzu become so powerful!

Fire!

Inexplicable fire!

In an instant, the dilapidated house was swept into the tongue of fire, and the small courtyard in the flames was instantly engulfed in thick black smoke, and the dilapidated house was crackled by the flames, and in the thick smoke it was like a dying man letting out a burst of wail, and a disgusting smell spread in the wind......

The petite and moving black shadow lying in the distance was full of surprise in his eyes at the moment, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him......

Suddenly, a dazzling electric light flashed in the dark sky, and then the deafening thunder remembered, and in an instant it seemed that the earth was trembling slightly by the thunder, a few drops of raindrops the size of beans fell, and the petite and moving black shadow lying on the roof was not moved at all, still staring intently at the crackling house that was burned by the fire!

The heavy rain poured down like a river flipping in an instant, and the burning house kept moaning flames, and it seemed that it had lost its prestige at once, and in the face of the heavy rain, it was like a child who had made a mistake, and in an instant, there was no ferocity and arrogance just now, and a few unwilling fires were extinguished, and they struggled a few times, and finally they were defeated by the heavy rain in the sky and quietly extinguished......

The black smoke, which had just been strong in the strong wind, disappeared in an instant after the heavy rain, and with a bang, the ruined house that had been burned by the fire collapsed in an instant, and a smell of scorching stench came all over the sky, and even the heavy rain could not stop it......

The heavy rain did not seem to be reconciled, and still fell violently, as if it wanted to wash away all the sins in the world at once......

The petite and moving figure slowly stood up, and there was no intention of leaving!

The heavy rain had swept her black clothes through, wrapped in her delicate and delicate body, and exuded an indescribable seductive beauty in the rain, so that people did not need to see her face, and there was an urge to embrace her in her arms and warm it wantonly......

Slightly, the petite and moving figure took off the black cloth covering his face, the rain flowed down his white face, a few strands of hair clinging to his forehead, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at the ruined house in the rain, with a complicated expression in his eyes......

It's joy or sorrow!

It's grief and confusion!

Sadness or surprise!

I'm afraid that even she can't tell the difference, and in the heavy rain she is like a dead tree without life, standing still!

I don't know how long it took, but she was already in the small courtyard with a blank face, and the burned and collapsed house seemed to confide in her in the rain about her misfortune......

The four burnt corpses were curled up together like black charcoal, emitting a disgusting stench, the complicated look in her eyes was a little heavier, and in the boundless darkness of the storm, everything seemed like a dream that had not yet woken up......

Suddenly, the cold rain seemed to pull her back to reality, she picked up a wooden stick that was only half burned by the fire, and knocked on the ground everywhere in the whole small courtyard, even the scattered houses that were burned by the fire, and listened to the sound of the wooden stick hitting the ground from time to time......

Suddenly, she threw the wooden stick in her hand to the ground, and a stagnant water splashed everywhere on the ground, and a warm smile suddenly floated in her heart, and a pair of black and bright star-like eyes seemed to be looking at her, and an inexplicable huge sense of loss filled her heart, making her heart ache faintly......

She raised her head and let the rain fall mercilessly on her fair face, the slight pain caused by the cold rain did not alleviate the huge sense of loss in her heart, but had a feeling of wanting to cry, and even the wind that blew seemed to have a mournful roar......

Suddenly, her mouth was slightly salty, and it turned out that she had already shed tears......

For whom are bitter tears flowed?

It's him?

Or is it herself?

She muttered to herself, "How is this possible?"

He is the biggest enemy of the Zhuge Gang at the moment, she is here to kill him, how can she shed tears for him? And it is very ridiculous?

Is it ridiculous? Is it possible?

Maybe no one knows, only she knows, her tears are shed for him!

She!

The peony girl of the Zhuge Gang is the one who came to kill him, and she will shed tears for him, how can she be in love with him?

How could the Peony girl fall in love with her enemy, or a person who has only seen two sides?

You may find 10,000 reasons to hate someone, but do you really need a reason to love someone?

Love is like a seed buried in the ground that no one can see, secretly breeding, suddenly breaking through the ground, only to find that it has already grown firmly in the heart, and it will ache faintly as long as you touch it......

The storm finally turned into a light drizzle, and the peony girl disappeared into the rain in despair, and even she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears dripping from her face at this moment......

Long Feiyun and a few people who rested for a while, at this time, Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, led the way in front, and walked a hundred meters away, and the secret path Huo Ran was high, and people didn't have to hunch their waists to walk!

Long Feiyun and the others walked for a while, and entered a small room with wooden planks supporting a square square, and the top of the small room was also supported by wooden boards, but there was a night pearl in the middle!

On the wall on the left side is a two-story wooden shelf, the upper layer is full of all kinds of dried meat sausages, the lower layer is placed a few wine jars, and on the side of the shelf is an exit similar to when Long Feiyun and a few people came in!

There is also a two-layer wooden shelf on the wall on the right, the upper layer is full of all kinds of colorful clothes, the lower layer is two empty boxes, and on the side of the wooden shelf, there is also an exit, no wonder people don't have any feeling of sullenness in the dark passage!

In the middle of the ground is an extremely simple wooden bed, in front of the wooden bed is a very small table and a small chair, on the table is placed a delicate jade bowl, just look at the jade bowl from the shining light, it is known that it is not a vulgar thing!

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, said: "Let's stay here for a few days first, and then go out in Yirong, this time we won't let Zhuge help those bastards drink Lao Tzu's footwashing water, and Lao Tzu will not be called the king of stealing kings!"

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian took a sip of wine and said: "Dead thief, don't brag first, Lao Tzu said that you are stingy, you still don't admit it, even your own place is like a dog kennel, and there is only one chair, you are really the most angry person in the world!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, scolded: "Dead drunkard, you know a fart, this place is not a place to enjoy happiness, but a place where Lao Tzu is hiding, why do you make it so comfortable? Lao Tzu wants to be comfortable, find a good inn, wouldn't it be better if someone is waiting for you! Damn! This is this place, and Lao Tzu is also living for the first time!"

Long Feiyun smiled slightly and said: "The dead thief has thought well enough, and the other two are also exports, it seems that your kid is quite ancient!"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with joy in his eyes: "Which ancient man has the style?"

Long Feiyun laughed and said, "It's quite a legacy of the three caves of the cunning rabbit!"

The old drunkard laughed at Lei Dongtian, twisted his body and went to the wooden frame on the left side, Huo Di grabbed a wine jar at once, and with a slight movement of his other hand, the mud seal on the wine jar had fallen to the ground, and suddenly the small room was full of the aroma of wine, and there was a fragrance in the cold fragrance......

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian's nose moved, and he took a breath vigorously, and couldn't help but praise: "Good wine! This wine must be the daughter of thirty years of red, otherwise why is it so mellow, I can't imagine that a dead thief is so elegant?"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, said: "Although this wine is good, it's just that you old drunkard can't drink it!"

The old drunkard thundered the sky and said: "Why can't Lao Tzu drink?"

Meng Sanxing, the king of stealing kings, smiled sheepishly and said, "This wine is not for people to drink, it is specially for bastards!"

The old drunkard Lei Dongtian looked at Long Feiyun and said, "Long Feiyun, do you want to drink this wine?"

Long Feiyun's eyes lit up and said: "Since this wine is specially for bastards to drink, how can I not drink it, anyway, Lao Tzu is a bastard if he drinks it or not, so how can he not drink it!"