Chapter 18 Night Theft ()

A Er slapped the sword casually, and the blood in his body was sucked away by the sword. The sword suddenly turned into a dazzling blood-red color. A Er's body trembled suddenly, and his already shriveled body suddenly became a circle of thinning, turning into a skinny skeleton.

With a sharp roar, the short sword brought a blood light of about a foot toward Wuqi as his chest. Wherever the blood light passed, the wind ropes released by Wuqi were shattered one after another. The blood light was quick, and Wuqi could not dodge it. He just barely twisted his body, and the blood light passed through his right shoulder obliquely, leading a blood arrow several feet long.

With a painful cry, Wuqi grabbed the blood light with his left hand, and a piece of blue qi rushed out and covered the short sword. His body slid forward, and he stepped forward in front of A Er in an instant, kicked up his right leg, and the extremely cruel question hit A Er's lower body.

With a "bang", A Er was kicked away several feet, and a blood spurted out of his mouth, obviously not alive.

Wuqi held the dagger that was beating in his palm tightly, and screamed loudly, and fell to the sky.

Before others could see clearly what was going on, Wuqi's arm muscles were flowing like water waves, and he gently sent the strange dagger all the way along the dagger to his clothes and stuffed them into the dark bag on his chest.

Lu Chengfeng slowly stood up, he looked at Yi Xing with a look of his face and said coldly: "Okay, there are even disciples who can use magic weapons. Lord Chengshou, dear masters, Lu has been taught this time!"

After sneering for a few times, Lu Chengfeng walked to Wuqi who was "unconscious", picked him up with one hand, and strode out.

The fat and fat Yi Yan raised his wine and took a sip of the wine slowly. Looking at Lu Chengfeng's back as he was leaving, Yi Yan patted his hand gently and laughed: "Lu Dianjun is gone, but these delicious wines and delicacies cannot be wasted. Everyone, let's be happy!"

The sound of music came from behind the hall, and dozens of thin-dressed dancers with large snow-white skin exposed danced out. The flying ribbons and the lotus fan on the dancers' hands decorated the lobby more and more gorgeous.

Many officials in Xiaomeng City laughed in unison and raised their wine-jue to toast Yi Yan and others.

Lu Chengfeng listened to the laughter coming from behind, and his elegant face turned out to be cold. He hugged Wuqi through the yards. Although there were countless guards, maids, and servants walking around, it seemed that he was the only one in the world and Wuqi who was hugging him, and he was extremely lonely and quiet.

After walking through the Sanchong Courtyard, when he was about to return to Dianjun Mansion, Wuqi suddenly opened his eyes and blinked at Lu Chengfeng.

When Lu Chengfeng was stunned, he subconsciously wanted to throw Wuqi out.

Wuqi hurriedly shrew lightly, and he whispered, "Wait, I'm still in a coma. I'm also worried that the young master will take me back so that everyone knows that I was injured by the inferior magic weapon and was extremely injured. I could not move after a few days of cultivation."

Lu Chengfeng held Wuqi and continued walking forward with his face unchanged expression. He asked in a low voice, "Why did it come from?"

Wuqi laughed a few times, he looked at the location of the hidden bag on his chest, and laughed in a low voice: "A low-grade magic weapon is worth a lot of money, right?"

Lu Chengfeng was stunned and laughed silently, saying, "That's true. This low-grade magic weapon is probably given to A Er by Yixing. If he is really shameless and wants to ask it back, it will be a big or small problem."

Wuqi laughed a few times, then continued to close his eyes and acted in a coma. He murmured in a low voice: "Young Master, it seems that your identity as the eldest son of the Lu family is not very effective. Isn't the Yi family good with the Lu family for generations? Why are you targeting you like this?"

Lu Chengfeng didn't say anything for a long time. After a long time, it was almost time to reach the suite arranged for Wuqi. Lu Chengfeng whispered: "Yes, the Lu family and the Yi family have been in harmony for generations, and they still have a friendship with their in-laws, but it has nothing to do with me."

After shouting a few loudly, Lao Hei and Xiao Hei quickly found the medicine and boiling water to treat Wuqi. Lu Chengfeng lowered his voice quickly and said, "How could the eldest son of the Lu family come to be a mere military army in such a small town? I will tell you this reason later! If you regret it, you can abandon Lu and find another way out."

Wuqi closed his eyes, moved his mouth slightly, and said like an ants: "It is better to give timely help than to add icing on the cake. I bet you can be prosperous!"

Lu Chengfeng was stunned and suddenly breathed heavily.

Lao Hei and Xiao Hei hurriedly came with a few of Lu Chengfeng's own maids. Unlike the guards arranged by the Lu family for Lu Chengfeng, these maids were all slaves bought by Lu Chengfeng. They have been taught since childhood and are the only trustworthy people around him.

In a hurry, Wuqi cleaned the wound on his right shoulder and applied a thick layer of secret golden sore ointment. Lu Chengfeng left Wuqi to rest in the room, and left two maids to serve Wuqi in the outer room.

In the eyes of those maids and maids arranged by Yi Yan, Wuqi was already seriously injured, and the focus of everyone's observation was immediately focused on Lu Chengfeng.

It was already late at night.

The suite where Wuqi lives is two bedrooms, one light and one dark, with a small living room and a study room. Now the bedroom there is occupied by Wuqi, and two maids of Lu Chengfeng live in the outer bedroom. The two maids cannot survive the night. Although Lu Chengfeng asked them to serve Wuqi carefully, they had already lie on the bed in the outer room and slept soundly.

Wuqi, who was "unconscious", stood up cleverly, walked out of the room quietly, and pressed the two maids a few times. The acupoints he pressed were enough to let the two maids sleep until dawn.

Back at his bedroom, Wuqi opened the window. Outside the window was a garden full of lush trees and strange flowers and plants. There was a side door in one corner of the garden, which directly led to the small schoolyard outside the Dianjun Mansion. There were many officials and people under the Dianjun Mansion living nearby.

After watching and watching, the true water spiritual energy was injected into my eyes, and I carefully checked around, but no one was hiding nearby.

Wuqi walked out of the window with confidence and pulled a cloth towel around the face. The True Water Spirit Gang faintly covered the surface of his body. Wuqi's body flashed, and a faint water vapor suddenly appeared around his body. His body became hazy in the water vapor, and it was difficult to capture his body with his naked eyes three meters away.

The stolen scriptures are all-encompassing, among which the "Innate Water Spirit Escape Technique" in the Water Source chapter is even more unique. Although Wuqi only has the peak cultivation level of acquired cultivation, he cannot achieve the level described in the Water Source chapter that can be used to fly thousands of miles in an instant with the help of a piece of water vapor, it is easier to gather a piece of water vapor to cover up his body.

He rose into the air lightly, and with the protection of the mist, Wuqi passed through the walls and quickly passed through the mansions and came to Yi Yan's inner and outer houses.

It was late at night, and everyone in the huge mansion except for the guards who were on the night, fell into a deep sleep. Those guards who were on the night had the strongest cultivation level, only the internal energy cultivation level of thirty or forty years. How could they find Wuqi’s traces?

Not to mention the secret methods of stealing various hidden traces in the scriptures, but Wuqi has been hiding in the Thief Tian Huanri Sect for so many years, and his thieving technique is also very powerful. With the cover of a mist, Wuqi crawled under the nose of the guard who was on the night several times, but no one noticed him.

It was like entering a no-man's land. Wuqi easily passed through the many lines of defense and came outside Yi Yan's bedroom.

Yi Yan's bedroom is spacious and luxurious, with all the furnishings that are beautiful and beautiful. There is no need to mention him. Just talking about Yi Yan's big bed makes Wuqi sigh, and he doesn't know how to amaze.

It was a solid bed made of pure gold with a length of several meters wide, covered with thick brocade. Don't beg to look at the solid square gold lump, and you just feel the heat from your palms, and you can't wait to move the pure gold away.

After hanging out with the villagers in Meng Village for a few days, Wuqi knew the value of gold in this place. Ordinary people could not see what gold looked like. One ingot can be exchanged for hundreds of ingots of silver, and one ingot weighing one twelve can be exchanged for three hundred coins to one thousand coins, while a barbarian's head is only worth one hundred coins.

I don’t know how much gold is worth in Yi Yan’s big bed!

"This dead pig said that the tax was not enough, and there was not even the money to build the city wall? I stripped him naked and stripped him naked!"

Wuqi looked at this pure gold bed, and his heart was hot, eyes, and hands were so excited. Unfortunately, the weight of this bed was amazing. How could Wuqi move it away? The stolen scriptures recorded a magical storage ring and storage bag that could store huge amounts of things, the best storage ring, and even a star could be put in it.

Unfortunately, Wuqi has just come into contact with cultivation and has not even figured out what the world he is in. Where did he find such a treasure?

There are also methods to refine storage rings and storage bags in the stolen scriptures. Unfortunately, the first material is rare, and the second is Wuqi's cultivation is far from enough. Without great magical powers, it is impossible to refine such storage treasures.

Looking at the bed and sighed for a while, Wuqi slowly walked to the edge of the bed, and pointed his finger at Yi Yan, who was snoring, causing him to fall into a deep coma.

There were four petite and beautiful little maids lying beside Yi Yan, who was not covered with any of them, and their faces were extremely tired. It was obvious that before going to bed, Yi Yan was very romantic with them. Wuqi looked at Yi Yan's exaggerated fat body, and then looked at the little maids whose waists were not as thick as his arms. He was very suspicious of why these little maids were not pressed into meat pies by him.

He took action like the wind and tapped the four little maids, and Wuqi asked them to sleep.

After thinking about it, Wuqi took off the brocade quilt covered by Yi Yan and the others and swept downwards to Yi Yan.

"Wow, you're really good in shape!"

He quickly glanced at the bodies of the four little maids, Wuqi put down the brocade quilt, rubbed his hands quickly, and smiled strangely.

Yi Yan's purple gold crown was taken away; Yi Yan's ring was taken away; Yi Yan's belt was taken away. All the colors of gems and pearls inlaid in the house were prying out and taken away. In the cabinet in a corner of the house, there was also a pile of exquisitely cast gold cakes from the boss, and they were also taken away.

After years of influence in the Stealing Tian Changri Sect, Wuqi's vision was extremely powerful, and the value of all the gold, jade and jewelry was clearly clear in his eyes. It took Wuqi a quarter of an hour to rob the most valuable things in the house.

After looting the floating wealth in the house, Wuqi looked around and looked around. Le Xiaobai integrated into his soul's memory and quickly found two mechanisms in the house. He moved away the two bronze elk incense burners in front of Yi Yan's bed, stomped on the floor tiles below, and moved the walls in one corner of the bedroom away, revealing a secret room portal.

Rubbing his hands excitedly, Wuqi rushed into the secret room.

Soon, the smug laughter of a mouse falling into the rice jar was heard in the secret room! The most important part of Xiao Mengcheng in the past two years was produced by Yi Yan in this secret room. Spiritual stones, beautiful jades, gems, and various rare treasures, with a total of fifteen boxes.

Wuqi was diligently traveling between Yi Yan's bedroom and the woods outside the city. After using his escape technique, he was able to move around. Wuqi once only took a quarter of an hour. After spending a full hour and a half, Wuqi finally emptied all of Yi Yan's wealth.

A large pit was dug very deep in the woods to bury these treasures. Wuqi whistled back to Dianjun Mansion.

He was just worried about something, where to find magic weapons for storage?

After feeling a little emotion, Wuqi entered a sweet and sound sleep.

Early the next morning, the huge city lord's mansion almost fell over by Yi Yan's crazy roar.

"My money, my money, my money! Who killed thousands of swords stole all my money, my money, my money, and my money!"
Chapter completed!