Stunning Thief: The First Useless Firewood in History

Chapter 353 Good luck is against the sky

You were too busy before, and it was enough to blow away the gold that the thief was about to get.

After finally getting to the second round, it's time for the thief to show her skills, but she really has no desire to fight with the nine opponents who have no money at all.

There are still people wearing straw hats, brother, how poor are you? !

Oh no no no, I'm sorry, I shouldn't say you are poor.

The worst would be the guy standing behind you with a hole in his boot and his toe sticking out.

That's right, the strength is not good, and it's all luck to get to the second round. What good things can they have?

When everyone lamented Qingcheng's good luck, they didn't know that she wanted to cry without tears.

"It is said that God loves the world. There are three temples in the Magic Continent, namely the Temple of Light, the Temple of Wisdom, and the Temple of Wealth. Which god do you think she is favored by?"

"I think she is the goddess of luck herself."

"Yes, this luck is simply against the sky."

"..."

Known as the real goddess of luck, she just wants to haha, this god thief doesn't like this kind of lucky luck at all.There is a weirdness everywhere in this matter, which seems unscientific.

Why does this group of people believe in her luck so much?

Are you blind?
Qingcheng was speechless, and the one who was even more depressed was Yan Lingxue in the ninth ring, "It's definitely tricky, I don't believe you are so lucky."

In this regard, Qingcheng nodded deeply.

Unexpectedly, she was the only one who saw that there was something tricky, "Is it you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Yan Lingxue raised her neck, proudly like a downcast white swan.

There was no way, although she cleaned her face, her clothes were still torn, and she couldn't change them on the spot, so she could only look at Qingcheng in distress and vigilance.

Qingcheng looked at her quietly, "Before the arena was divided, you said that my luck would always be good."

"..."

"And then as you can see, my 'luck' seems to be really good."

"..."

Yan Lingxue was so choked that she couldn't speak, she was angry and didn't understand, God knows how lucky you are, why didn't you give her this kind of luck?

In this kind of group, you can definitely enter the next round with ease.

There is no doubt about it, okay?

Although she was very upset about Qingcheng, the brand of high-level swordsman she wore couldn't be faked.

Absolutely win!

If you are lucky, the person who caught up with the last group of victors consumed too much, and could easily enter the top five.

Why isn't this unnatural luck not her?

Gouging Qingcheng out again, Yan Lingxue turned around and went to fight.

In my group, there is actually a holy rank, although it is only a beginner, but it is not aggressive!
She doesn't have that kind of time to chat with Qingcheng, she is busy fighting.

"..."

Well, got stared at again.

Qingcheng shrugged, it seemed that she was not responsible for her good luck.

So who would it be?
Could it be that she was really lucky?
Forget it, I don't want to.

Unable to figure it out, Qingcheng turned around and looked at the nine people.

The nine of them were also dumbfounded looking at Qingcheng.

Although this is also a promotion due to luck, is his luck the same as theirs?
Dozens of contestants escorted them.

Most importantly, she is a high-level swordsman.

How to do it?

Several people looked at each other, what can we do, let's go together.

I hope she can be an idiot.

Although, this possibility is almost non-existent.

(End of this chapter)