Yan Qingrui stepped forward with her hands and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, you can get it if you can get it, and if you can't get it, I'll run, my light skills are very good!"

These words made the Cui family brothers sneer even more, sure enough, they were young children who didn't know the height of the sky, and they had just come out of the rivers and lakes, he knew their whereabouts, could they still let him run away?

Especially this kid even told them the truth, his light skills are good?

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At that moment, the three of them glanced at each other, and they acted tacitly.

They are triangular and enclose Yan Qingrui in the middle.

Cui Tianshuo smiled and said: "Boy, do you still want to run? I will let you go back to your mother's womb today to rebuild, eighteen years later, don't be as crazy as now!"

As he spoke, the weapon in his hand had already been unsheathed and attacked Yan Qingrui.

A thick-backed knife, the gravity of the knife is fierce, the force penetrates the back of the knife, and the wind is whistling. With such a heavy guy, and on the roof, Cui Tianshuo actually lifted his weight lightly, moved freely, and shot quickly, and although there was a slight sound of tiles being trampled under his feet, his speed was really not slow.

Yan Qingrui exclaimed: "Ah, how do you say that you can do it?" As she spoke, her body stepped back to the side, one turned left, and her right hand wiped on the mouth of her boot, and a dagger was held in her hand.

In the moonlight, the dagger emitted a cold glow.

Yan Qingrui said ostentatiously: "This is a family heirloom, my grandfather gave it to me, I can cut the sword, you just wait for me to cut off the weapon!"

As soon as these words came out, the Cui family brothers simply had their eyes lit up.

They originally thought that the kid in front of them was a chick who had just come out of the rivers and lakes, and they knew their whereabouts by mistake, and they didn't know the height of the sky, and they conceited that they could be arrested in exchange for a bounty.

At this moment, there is no doubt about it.

A spoiled son of a family who has taken a family heirloom, relying on a good weapon, thinks that the world is invincible, and this is simply to give them a gift.

Not only are they going to kill the boy, but they're going to take the boy's heirloom for themselves.

Of course, they weren't sure if this kid was bragging, so Cui Tianwolf deliberately threw the mace in his hand at the dagger in Yan Qingrui's hand.

The mace is heavier than the thick-backed knife, and when he smashes it like this, it is even more windy, but he smashes a dagger, not Yan Qingrui, but even so, Yan Qingrui's body is crooked several times, and she almost rolls off the roof.

The mace's head was severed by a dagger.

The three members of the Cui family couldn't help but laugh happily.

It turned out that the dagger was really a treasure, or a treasure that was as sharp as clay.

It turned out that the kid was really a silver-like wax lance head, I used to see him walking around the roof, and I thought he was hiding deeply, but now it seems that he really knows some light skills, looking at the vanity under his feet, and he can't even walk steadily under the internal strength, he simply thinks that he is not dying fast enough.

With this kind of skill, where the three of them need to join forces, any one of them can easily pinch him to death.

Yan Qingrui's body swayed, and finally stood on the roof, and immediately brandished the dagger, and said, "The three of you go together, the master must fight quickly, just in time for the dawn to exchange for the bounty." ”

The three members of the Cui family were angry and funny, and Cui Tianwolf said: "Bah, I don't know whether to live or die, grandpa told you to know what a master is." ”