Huan Huan poked Piaomiao Yunyan's waist with his finger and muttered in a low voice: "You are not afraid of death, I am afraid. It's not easy for me to upgrade at this level, unlike you, the level is not high. It would be great if Brother Yasha was here, and we might be able to compete."

Although the voice of the fantasy master Huan was small, it still reached Ao Shixia's ears. He sneered and said, "That's a pity. If the Hundred Ghost Yasha were there, I could still send you all back to the city. But before that, he would have to hand over the drawings of the God-Slaying Thunder Cannon to me."

Humph! What a big tone!

What a pity, even if Ao Shixia really has such great ability, he can't ask me to hand over the drawings. I have nothing now, and even my equipment is something he wants from him. Where can I find that damn drawing?

Piaomiao Yunyan pulled the sleeves of the fantasy Huan Huan, half-pushed and pulled her behind her, thrust her little chest and said to Ao Shitianxia: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Aren't you going to kill us? Why don't you hurry up and start, I'm still in a hurry to go back to the city to rest."

"Okay, I will fulfill you." Ao Shitianxia had no intention of pitying the fragrance and jade. He gently lifted his right hand up, and a red flame immediately appeared on his palm.

The seventh-level Heavenly Fire Curse is one of the most powerful attacking skills in the Taoist priests. It seems that this kid is really capable of ruthlessness.

I was racking my brains, thinking about how to save these two little girls from Ao Shixia's hands, but I saw Piaomiao Yunyan holding his hands behind without any trace and gesture at the fantasy master.

"Since death!" The flames in Ao Shitianxia's hand soared into the air and pointed directly at Piaomiao Yunyan's eyebrows. But at this moment, an ice arrow suddenly shot out from behind Piaomiao Yunyan, and the ground was in the center of the flame.

The collision between ice and fire formed a huge impact, and the red flames scattered everywhere, and the ice arrow also turned into a pile of dust under the burning of the flames.

Let’s look at the place where Piaomiao Yunyan and the Fantasy Master Huan stood. Only a light red smoke was left, and there were no shadows of two little girls.

Haha, Piaomiao Yunyan is indeed a first-class thief, and my vision has always been impossible to be wrong.

To measure whether a thief's water green height is not about how high the level he is, or how lethal he is, and it cannot be judged by his equipment. Although thieves have many similarities with killers, they are not equivalent to killers after all. How to successfully kill opponents is not the most important thing. What they really need to do is not to be discovered after killing people or stealing items, or they can escape safely.

In this regard, the technique of hiding the misty clouds and misty clouds is no less than that of the little ghost and July half. If we add time and improve the level of this little girl, we are afraid that there will be nothing she can't steal in the Eastern Continent.

Aoshi Tianxia fell into a fight twice on the same person, and it was a low-level little girl movie. This made him feel so angry that he could let go of his face. He was so angry that he waved his hands quickly, and dozens of water spirit talismans scattered in all directions at the same time. A thin layer of white frost was spread on the brown-red ground in a blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!