Stunning Thief: The First Useless Firewood in History

Chapter 42 Desert City, I'm Back
No, not right.

Although this kind of power is very strong, it gives Qingcheng a sense of erratic unreality.

Soon, a more tyrannical white power swept out, devouring the black power, and then returned to Qingcheng's body, feeling warm.

With very pure energy, Qingcheng found that her physical condition was better than ever.

"Feng Yuchen."

Saying these three words softly in his mouth, Qingcheng walked in the dark space and began to think.

Her power is very special, she can devour each other with the existence of darkness, and she is also the target of the Temple of Light.

but……

Mouth-watering and taboo, isn't it another meaning of being powerful?
One day she will be strong enough that no one can hurt her.

Playing with the jumping power in his palm, Qingcheng had a confident smile on his lips.

As they walked, a girl's sobbing could be heard faintly in the distance, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo where the hell have you been?"

Is it curved?
Withdrawing the strength of the fingertips, Qingcheng went looking for the sound.

After walking up the dark passage for a while, there was no way in front of me.

But the sound is behind the wall.

The strength gathered in the palm of the hand, and he patted lightly.

boom!
The thick walls collapsed in response.

so easy?

What is her level now?
And is she a swordsman or a magician?
The pitch-black wall fell down, and the little maid was so frightened that she hid aside.But when she saw the person in front of her clearly, she rushed over in surprise, "Miss!"

"Are you OK?"

"Seeing that Miss you are doing well, Wan Wan is really happy."

After quickly pulling Qingcheng to check around, he finally felt relieved.

Then he tilted his head and passed out.

Qingcheng: "..."

After checking, I found that this loyal little girl was hungry.

How many days have you slept by yourself?
Why is the little maid Wan Wan almost starving to death.

Where did Tang Jingyu and the five little cuties go?

There are many questions in my heart, but no one can answer right now.

Sighed.

"Don't think about it so much, I can't let this stupid girl starve to death here, let's go out and talk about it."

After finishing speaking, Qingcheng, whose body was no longer weak, stretched out his hand and easily dragged Wanwan off the ground. He wanted to carry her out, but the person who passed out completely slipped off his back.

After failing to carry someone back, Qingcheng is going to try hugging...

It's a pity that Qingcheng's small body is too petite, and she can't afford to hold a little maid who is one size bigger than her.

Speechlessly staring at the unconscious little maid on the ground.

In the end, Qingcheng could only hold Wanwan's collar, imitating Feng Yuchen's posture of dragging a big snake before, and dragging Wanwan to move, but fortunately the ground is relatively flat.

It's not like knocking people down.

She was not a road idiot like Wanwan, she walked all the way listening to the wind, and soon found the exit.

He dragged his way out, behind the dazzling light was an endless desert.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, with yellow sand everywhere.

Taking a deep breath of air, Qingcheng looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar 'Da Mocheng' in front of her eyes, "I'm back."

In the desert, you can't drag the little maid with you.

If she didn't starve to death, it would be bad to be cheated to death by her.

Qingcheng raised his hand to stop the three-person camel team that was walking slowly, and then took out the money bag that he 'took' while grabbing clothes, and took out a gold coin from it, "take a ride and take us to the desert city .”

"Young Master Qingcheng?"

(End of this chapter)