Yan Qingrui had to avoid this palm, so she could not go through the window to catch people.

She hid, and the people behind had already stopped him. She made a move like lightning, and Yan Qingrui had to concentrate on dealing with it.

When she heard the sound, she felt angry and funny. Shangguan Qianyu's soul-scented movements were not slow, but her eyes were too poor.

She didn't want to waste the meaningless time with him here, so she let the flower-picking thief run away in vain, so she had to whisper in a hoarse voice: "I'm not a flower-picking thief, the flower-picking thief just ran through the window."

Shangguan Qianyu sneered: "What a thief, I asked you to run away from my nose last time, and I still want to lie to me this time?"

This is exactly what Zhang Huai said. He is about five and a half feet tall, and the mask covers most of his face. He is very good at skill, has extremely high light skills, and is not bad at all.

Moreover, he knew this man burned to ashes, and he was the one who escaped from Miss Gong's boudoir that day.

Shangguan Qianyu's offensive became more fierce.

Yan Qingrui: ""

She can't admit her identity in front of Shangguan Qianyu, right? You know, in Shangguan Qianyu's heart, the Princess of Qinghe, Yan Qingrui, was still sleeping in Fenghe's courtyard at this time.

She said she was a silver-faced man? This guy would definitely not believe it.

Forget it, fight, she can catch the flower thief who runs to the horizon. The reason why she chose today is just because she wants to get the stolen goods and get it.

Yan Qingrui wanted to knock Shangguan Qianyu back soon to arrest him, and Shangguan Qianyu also wanted to arrest the "flower-picking thief" with the silver mask earlier, and neither of them showed any mercy.

Miss Liu's boudoir was instantly affected, the tent was torn apart, and the tables and chairs became tools. The two of them fought in the room, and they were catching up with what was going on, and there was a constant sound of ping-pong.

The Liu family's guards were all alarmed, but when Yan Qingrui replaced Miss Liu, she had already told them not to go in no matter what happened. The guards only had some superficial skills, which not only could not stop the flower-picking thief, but would make her feel scruples.

But like this, no one will help her prove her identity.

Besides, the two of them fists and kicked each other and exclaimed their anger.

Yan Qingrui thought to herself that the skill of Soul Damp is really not weak. Before, I had guessed that I was stronger or Soul Damp is stronger, but I had no chance to verify it. Although the time and location are wrong at this time, it was really a fight with real swords and guns.

Shangguan Qianyu thought to himself that this flower-picking thief is really powerful. He can not lose his advantage under such a fierce attack. Moreover, his moves are strange and tricky, and his style is hard to defend against.

After the fight, there were no tables and chairs in the house standing, and the entire ground was more like the scene after the fire, and there was no place to stay.

Yan Qingrui kicked her out through the gap where Shangguan Qianyu was soaring, and was kicking Shangguan Qianyu's stomach. Shangguan Qianyu also returned to his palm and used the force to remove the force. He flew backwards and fell on the bed when he landed on the ground.

Yan Qingrui was slapped on her shoulder by this palm, and she quickly suppressed her shoulders and relieved her strength, but the shoulders still hurt.

She gritted her teeth and held a table leg and rushed towards Shangguan Qianyu on the bed, cleaning and smashing it. Before Shangguan Qianyu could sit up from the bed, she moved around the radius of the bed.

Finally, the two men grabbed the legs of the table, and the other one, and they didn't let go, and began to fight.
Chapter completed!