Fighting with the sky, the fun is endless, and fighting with the earth, the fun is endless.

Lu Li and Huang Rong were fighting wits and courage, and they also felt that they were having endless fun.

Anyway, I won't admit it, you have the ability to come up with evidence.

"The eldest husband dares to act, surnamed Lu, since he has done it, what do you dare not recognize?" A hint of cunning flashed in Huang Rong's eyes, and he deliberately provoked him.

"Low-level agitation." Lu Li looked at Huang Rong, and his tone was full of disdain.

When Zhao Wangfu stole the snake that day, he played with his heart, and also left a tulip and note symbolizing the identity of the thief, so it was reasonable for Huang Rong to guess his identity as a "thief".

However, what made Lu Rong wonder was which one Huang Rong sang today?

It was okay to come and ask by himself, and he actually pulled Yang Tiexin over.

Since he had practiced the Northern Spiritual Skill, every late at night, he would go to the mansions of some corrupt officials and gentry.

On top of these mansions, there are many people with strong martial arts, and his purpose is naturally to find these free sparring partners.

If he encounters a lot of evil and bullies, Lu Li doesn't mind turning their internal strength into his own use.

As for the origin of the word thief, it was just an idea he came up with on a whim.

Now, the legend of "stealing the holy white jade soup" in this city has been stirred up, and Lu Li was unexpected.

“......”

Huang Rong looked at this guy who didn't eat oil and salt, and there was no countermeasure for a while.

"Brother Lu, is it really you who is a chivalrous and righteous thief who robs the rich and helps the poor?" Guo Jing, who was standing on the side, suddenly spoke, his tone was honest, and he asked with some admiration.

Acting chivalrous and righteous, robbing the rich and helping the poor?

When did I become so good?

Looking at Guo Jing, who was so good at talking, Lu Li smiled with satisfaction, and then nodded generously and admitted: "Yes, this thief saint is indeed me, but that white jade soup is just a name I made up nonsense." ”

【Faith from Guo Jing +287】

【Faith from Huang Rong +263】

【Faith from Yang Tiexin+201】

Well?

It's just that he recognized the name of the thief saint, how could he plunder so many faith points?

In this way, creating an identity of a thief for himself is simply a stroke of genius.

There are tens of thousands of people in this city, and when the identity of the thief is revealed, then he will definitely be able to plunder a large number of faith points.

It seems that doing things is the right way to use this system.

Lu Li's side, Guo Jing's expression was a little excited, Huang Rong's look was really not what I expected, Yang Tie wanted to speak and stopped, as if he had something to say.

[Faith from the old monster Liang Ziweng +274]

Looking at the sudden extra prompt on the interface, Lu Li was thoughtful, and his heart became alert for a while.

After a calm gaze scanned the surroundings, and after staying in a corner for a while, Lu Li suddenly spoke: "Don't hide, come out." ”

Guo Jing and the three of them looked at Lu Li's gaze with doubts on their faces, but they did not find the slightest abnormality.

Just as he was about to ask, an old man with white hair and beard and a medium stature slowly stepped out of the shadows in the distance.

"Hahaha!"

I saw him laugh a few times maniacally, and said: "It's really effortless, I followed you secretly, I thought you were acquainted with that white jade soup, but I didn't expect you to be the famous thief saint." Where have you hidden it, my serpent? ”

"I drank the snake blood, I ate the snake meat, don't mention it, the taste of the snake soup is really good." Lu Li licked the skin of his mouth and praised with an aftertaste.

"Little brute, that's the medicine snake I've been taking care of for twenty years! Since you have drunk its blood, I will suck it up as compensation. Liang Ziweng's face changed greatly when he heard this, and he roared hoarsely.

Although he had already considered the worst outcome before he came, he heard Lu Li admit it in person at this moment.

The treasure snake that had been raised for twenty years finally made a wedding dress for others, and the unwillingness and resentment in his heart swept like a monstrous wave.

Liang Ziweng's pale and white face at this time looked extremely distorted.

"I want you dead!"

Liang Ziweng slammed out a palm, and the whistling palm wind, wrapped in incomparably strong force, directly attacked Lu Li's head.

Lu Li was not in a hurry, with a light tap under his feet, Ling Bo spread out in slight steps, his body was chic and elegant, moving vertically and horizontally, and skillfully leading the battle situation to an open space.

With a flick of his fingers, a faint sword qi shot out.

In an instant, he cut off a strand of Liang Ziweng's already small hair.

Liang Ziweng looked at the white hair falling to the ground, and was scared into a cold sweat behind his back.

He secretly said in his heart: If Fang Cai's sword qi hits his head, I'm afraid he will already be dead and can't die anymore.

The hideousness on Liang Ziweng's face subsided a lot, turned into a little fear, and said angrily: "Boy, what kind of martial arts are you?" ”

"Go on, just accompany me to practice this swordsmanship."

Lu Li didn't answer, and as he spoke, the Northern Spiritual Skill in his body quietly accelerated, and the steps he took became more and more subtle and agile.

As the gesture transformed, a series of sword qi shot out, either strong or weak.

The sword is changeable, sometimes the sword path is strong, like the wind and rain is coming, sometimes it is ingenious and flexible, elusive, sometimes it is light and fast, and the changes are subtle.

In the field, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the rubble was splashing, and the two figures were attacking and defending, in a clever state of balance.

seems to be a draw battle, but Liang Ziweng is bitter in his heart.

The light skills he was proud of in the past are only used to dodge and dodge at the moment.

Liang Ziweng found that he couldn't get close to this young man's body at all, and if he continued like this, let alone revenge, it was still unknown whether he would be able to leave alive tonight.

After making up his mind in his heart, he took advantage of the gap between dodging and shot out a meridian through the bone nail, and no matter what the result was, he immediately wanted to jump on the roof of the building and take the opportunity to escape.

"I want to leave, but it's not that easy!"

Lu Li's eyes narrowed slightly, his body shook slightly, and he easily flashed the meridian bone nail.

A great suction force was born out of thin air, like an invisible hand, pulling the Liang Ziweng out of mid-air.

"You, what did you do......"

Liang Ziweng seemed to feel something, and sat on the ground like a stone statue, motionless and frightened.

Looking at the young figure walking slowly not far away, the smile on his delicate face was like a devil's smile deep in his heart.

Liang Ziweng finally realized that something was wrong, his internal strength was constantly draining, and the old face became more and more frightened.

"Didn't someone say just now, stealing the saint, naturally you have to put more effort into the word "thief", and I will steal your skills for the time being. ”

After a few more breaths, Lu Li restrained the smile on his face, looked at Liang Ziweng who was wet with his sweatshirt like a mess, and said in a deep voice: "Go back and tell Yan Honglie that his son and I still have unsettled accounts." ”