The male sword fairy in the feminist world

Chapter 1789 I also stole it

Before the black shadow took the ancient scroll, Chu Qing saw his face clearly. When the ancient scroll was taken away, he still pretended to be calm and continued to pretend to be asleep.

If it alarmed him now, it might be self-defeating, and if it arouses more energy in him, then it will be difficult to deal with.

So, when the black shadow turned around, Chu Qing jumped up from the bed and rushed like the black shadow.

With a sharp blow on his neck, the black shadow let out a howl of pain, and launched a fierce attack on Chu Qing.

But thanks to the move just now, it hit the weak point of Sombra's body, otherwise it would be much more difficult to deal with if they fought again.

But even so, the power of that black shadow should not be underestimated. He had already suffered such a serious injury, but he could still launch such a fierce attack.

I'm afraid he won't lose anything, and Chu Qing will have to use [-] to [-]% of his skills to deal with others.

However, the current model is far inferior to Chu Qing's.

After two moves, Chu Qing also wanted to make a quick decision, so he directly activated his skill and attacked the weak point like the black shadow.

Before he fainted, the black shadow wailed: "Chu Qing! You are such a sinister person!"

Then, he fell heavily.

While the black shadow was fainting, Chu Qing just stared at him with deep eyes.

This is a middle-aged man, with a beard growing on his chin, and his brows and eyes revealing a settled aura.

It is not difficult to imagine the great power of this man in his youth and his unruly life.

It's just that now that they meet Chu Qing, they can only be obedient and want to steal his ancient scrolls?Don't even ask whether your own strength is allowed or not.

The middle-aged man fell into a coma for several hours, and Chu Qing sat beside him drinking tea, but kept observing the movement around him.

After a long time, I heard a uncomfortable voice from the side, "Hiss——".

Chu Qing raised the corner of her mouth slightly, "What? You finally woke up?"

The black figure coughed a few times before opening his hoarse throat to speak, "Did you discover me a long time ago?"

Chu Qing didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile, but the coldness in those eyes made the black figure shudder.

"So what? The fact that you came to the house where I live shows that you know the mercenary battalion very well. What is your purpose?" Chu Qing turned her head away and stopped looking at the middle-aged man.

But the middle-aged man spat saliva on the ground with disdain, his eyes were full of disdain, "I can't understand your little boy, who can get such a good treasure with no reliable skills." .”

"Don't like me? So what can you do, could you kill me?" Chu Qing raised an eyebrow.

In the next second, a palm-sized dagger hit the middle-aged man's neck.

This is not a simple dagger. If a practitioner is scratched by this dagger, the spells he cultivated will slowly dissipate, and the whole person will become a disabled person.

The middle-aged man clearly knew how terrifying this thing was, and said tremblingly, "You...what do you want to do."

Chu Qing smiled, and said nonchalantly, "I just want you to tell me what you did in my mercenary camp."

Obviously feeling the increased power of the dagger, the middle-aged man immediately said: "I said, I will tell you everything."

Chu Qing smiled with satisfaction, intending to listen attentively.

"I only stole the ancient scrolls because of my practice, this hero, please forgive me, I won't dare again." The man trembled in fear.

"Oh? That's all?" Chu Qing stared at the man indifferently.

"I'll tell you everything! I also stole the beast core of the troublemaker who came to you today."

(End of this chapter)