Chapter 250: Thief
The wolf king, the place where he lives, is called Xiaoyue Wolf City. There is a huge wolf skull on the city, which makes people dare not look at each other, Ye Qing and Ye Xiong, wearing gorgeous clothes and gold and jade, very magnificent. There are five or six rings on his hand, each ring, with a gem the size of a pigeon's egg on it, and ten heavy fingers, which can't be lifted directly, Ye Qing Tara pulled this hand, looked at Ye Qing and said, "Uncle Xiong, you say that we are like this, are we really domineering?"
"Why, I don't believe Uncle Xiong, let me tell you, the first thing we do when we come here is to get back my golden gloves, and the second thing is to make them surrender, if we don't show a little momentum, can they surrender? Like me, with your head held high, with your hands behind your back, like a leisurely walk, you bend over and support Ben, without any momentum, like a seventy or eighty-year-old old man, how can they surrender, how can they surrender?" Ye Xiong looked at Ye Qing, bent over and toben, very angry, eager to slap and kill this stinky boy, he was very angry in his heart, and sighed long, "You look like this, it's too embarrassing, after you go out, you must not tell others, you are my Ye Qing's nephew, you don't have a little momentum, how can you be worthy of the name of my overlord?"
After Ye Qing heard this, he nodded desperately, looked at Ye Xiong, raised his hand with great effort, exhaled a long breath, and said weakly: "Got it, Uncle Xiong, don't worry, after I go out, I won't tell others at all, my relationship with you, you put your heart in your stomach." β
A werewolf, dressed in red clothes with a plaid on it, ran up quickly and put an aunt with a basket in her hand, and the basket contained cabbage, pretending to be crooked, and almost fell to the ground, a person, towards him, stole a surprised gaze, slowly put away his gaze, what to do, or what to do, every day on the street, there are some people, like outlaws, running crazy. Some of them ate the overlord meal, and some of them went to the fireworks elephant without paying, and were beaten to death by the group of thugs, and they were all used to it this time, and they were not surprised.
bumped into Ye Qing and said sorry, Ye Qing didn't care, looked at him, like a rabbit, and quickly ran past his side. Ye Xiong grinned. looked at Ye Qing and continued: "Qing'er, you see, that person ran fast, like a running rabbit, do you know? When you were a child, you ran very fast, very happy, like a gust of wind, and I put you on my back, you kid, you're not polite at all, I tried to get a little wet, put you down and take a look, my back is full of your smelly, dirty and smelly urine." β
Ye Qing looked attentive and very careful, listening to Ye Xiong's words when he was a child, after listening to it, he couldn't help laughing, as a sword god, from childhood to adulthood, in his eyes, there is only a sword except for the sword, there are so many relatives in this life, it must be God who compensates me. After walking out for most of the day, Ye touched his Qiankun bag, but it was gone, and he shouted: "Oh no, my Qiankun bag." Without. Inside my bag, it's all treasures, compared to the kid just now who stole my treasure. β
Turning his head and chasing, fortunately, Ye Qing firmly remembered the smell of the person just now, there was a smell of stinky ditch, through the crowded crowd, he finally found it, looked at him, hooked his fingers, "Hand over my Qiankun bag, spare your life, do you know how important it is to me to know how many treasures are in my Qiankun bag?"
"Master, let me tell you, I don't know, I only know, in this place, I am the biggest, and other people say that even if the king of Hades comes, they will give me money, do you think I can return your things?" The werewolf boy showed a hideous color, screamed, and in the dark shadows, suddenly five or six men in hardcover bodies jumped out, holding a weapon in his hand, the weapon is a good weapon, it is made of the divine barracks, not only sturdy and very durable, beautiful in shape, it is also an intermediate spiritual weapon, especially expensive, it must not be a thief who can configure it for his subordinates, who are they, I don't want to know, I don't want to know, and I don't need to know.
The clothes on their bodies, one by one with a gorgeous appearance, and expensive silk threads, are all produced by silk weaving, and the clothes of the subordinates alone, each piece of six thousand gold, that is six thousand taels of gold, yellow, orange and orange gold, enough for a medium-sized family to spend a month or even three months, a small family's expenses for a year, a poor family, and a lifetime of expenses.
The long sword in his hand turned, the edge was exposed, the murderous aura was soaring, the pace was neat, the action was consistent, and he rushed out, the sword in his hand had not yet been stabbed out, and one by one the swords were stuck by Ye Qing's Qingfeng sword, and there was a roar, so that Ye Qing picked it up, and in the air, the Qingfeng sword kept shaking, and the spirit weapon intermediate swords, which rang out one by one, turned into an iron ball and fell to the ground.
With a thud, it fell to the ground. When the eyes of these sturdy men moved with the iron ball, in the darkness, a cold sword light flashed out, a red blood flew out, and the head flew out, like a leather ball, rolling under the feet of the thief who was holding the Qiankun bag in his hand, I don't know, at this moment, what the thief felt in his heart, but I knew that his heart must be full of fear, because at this moment, his legs were constantly trembling, and every pore on that thin face was flowing out of the sweat particles the size of beans, and it fell to the ground with a thud, plop, and involuntarily knelt on the groundγ
plopped, kowtowed three times, and when she raised her head, her forehead was full of blood, she didn't care about the blood on her forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "Childe, spare me, from now on, I will definitely change my mistakes, change my past mistakes, and never do illegal and criminal things again." Holding the bag in both hands, the words are not good.
"I'm going to kill you, I have two reasons, first, you use so many people, and each of them, the strength is not bad, and there are also spiritual weapons, produced by the Divine Barracks, gorgeous clothes, and silk weaving Zhai, presumably you must not have so many thugs as a thief, which can prove that you are a rich son. Second, I let you go, with your rich son's character, you are bored, come out to be a thief, and after you let the tiger return to the mountain, you will definitely find a lot of thugs to trouble me, why should I have nothing to do with myself and ask for trouble?" Ye Qing said a lot of reasons, the thief wanted to refute something, the cold Qingfeng sword had already cut his throat, and the blood was already flowing out like a fountain.
Before the blood had defiled his own bag, he gently picked it with his sword, held it in his hand, and walked on the street swaggering like a nobody.