Su Qinghuan was thin and small, and his lips were even curved with a smile. However, his deep eyes looked cold and fierce, which made people inexplicably want to bow down and be a minister.

The middle-aged scar man who just claimed to be the boss of the green dragon club realized that he had really kicked the iron plate.

It's not good for him to steal someone's things. He stole them from his living ancestors!

Su Qinghuan is merciless. Even if he doesn't let the middle-aged scar man directly waste, he can't be humane. I'm afraid he will tremble at the thought of today's scene in the future.

……

The young man in white leaning against the wall of the alley has seen many powerful female nuns in recent years, whether in wenyuezong or in other immortal gates.

But I've never seen anything like Su Qinghuan, with a ruthless style of behavior, but he can also show a harmless smile, as if he was very clever.

If Su Qinghuan was a real little witch, it would be all right. But what Su Qinghuan did was nothing wrong. It could even be said that she did harm to the people.

Just... I really don't see any lady.

……

The young man in white narrowed his eyes slightly. According to his character, he didn't like others shouting in front of him.

But when the young man with scar was kicked hoarse by Su Qinghuan, although the young man in white was surprised, he still didn't stop Su Qinghuan. Instead, he looked aside with great interest.

He thought that his bright onlookers would make su Qinghuan a little more shy and introverted, but he didn't want to. Su Qinghuan directly ignored him and stepped on the leg bone of the scar youth.

"Where's my Xumi bag?"

"Aunt, spare your life! I'll give it to you now! Ah -"

"Please! Don't step on it any more. My leg is really breaking. Wuwuwuwuwu! Nvxia, spare your life, nvxia!"

The big man with the scar had just looked arrogant, but now he was like a sick tiger with its tusks pulled out. In fact, he couldn't see that Su Qinghuan was a woman.

But the young man in White said Su Qinghuan was a woman. He no longer dared to say what Su Qinghuan was. He directly matched it with his aunt. Unfortunately, Su Qinghuan didn't eat this set.

Don't call her aunt, even if she was called her ancestor, Su Qinghuan didn't care.

……

The scarred man had a runny nose and tears on his face. He had already had a black and blue face, and his hand was still trembling to bring Su Qinghuan the Xumi bag.

"Here you are, aunt. Here are your things."

Seeing the flattering smile of the scar man, Su Qinghuan glanced at him coldly and faintly, but took the Xumi bag and said nothing else.

The strong man with scar was already terrified by the previous blows and kicks, and he didn't even have the strength to resist.

He hung his head and asked Su Qinghuan in some fear.

"Nvxia, can I leave now?"

"No."

“……”

Why?

His bag has been given to Su Qinghuan!

Scar man now knows what it means to cry without tears.

He cried to Su Qinghuan.

"Nvxia, spare your life! Do you really want to kill them all? Although the people of our Qinglong society are not good people, they have never been a man and stay on the front line. They can meet each other in the future!"

"Tut tut......"

Su Qinghuan smelled the speech and looked at each other calmly.

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[replace after one hour]

"I didn't mean to come back to disturb your nap, but I still have my Xumi bag. Wait for me."

"... help yourself."

Shi Shi, a young man in white, glanced at Su Qinghuan. He was about to close his eyes when he heard that the scar man suddenly fell out of the air because the time for body immobilization was up. "I didn't mean to come back to disturb your nap, but my Xumi bag is still in this man's hand. Wait for me." Huan Yi's place, but Su Qinghuan's lack of female image, kicked directly at the most unspeakable place of the scar strong man.

"This kick makes you steal my Xumi bag. Do you know it's not easy to cut a chicken in vain?"

"The second leg, let you stare at the people who go to the underground bank to change money. Do you usually do a lot of evil?"

The scar man was already in pain. At the moment, Su Qinghuan was hurt like a critical blow, and immediately made him cry and scold and kneel down.

"Ah, aunt, stop kicking! If you kick any more, you'll break your son, Jue sun!"

"A villain like you deserves such an end! You still don't hand over my Xumi bag!"

Su Qinghuan spoke in a gentle tone, even if her face was black, because her weak body also had a feeling of small pity.

But the ruthlessness under his feet was not polite at all. "I didn't mean to come back to disturb your nap, but I still have my Xumi bag. Wait for me."

"... help yourself."

Shi Shi, a young man in white, glanced at Su Qinghuan. He was about to close his eyes when he heard that the scar man suddenly fell out of the air because the time for body immobilization was up.

This is not the place where the young man in white lost his voice, but Su Qinghuan, who has no image of a woman, kicked the scarred man in the most unspeakable place.

"This kick makes you steal my Xumi bag. Do you know it's not easy to cut a chicken in vain?"

"The second leg, let you stare at the people who go to the underground bank to change money. Do you usually do a lot of evil?"

The scar man was already in pain. At the moment, Su Qinghuan was hurt like a critical blow, and immediately made him cry and scold and kneel down.

"Ah, aunt, don't kick soft, even if her face is black, because her weak body also has a feeling of small pity.

But the ruthlessness under his feet was not polite at all.

……

Seeing the scene, the young man in white in the air contracted his pupils on the spot, as if he was in pain somewhere.

——This woman looks weak, dare to love or a hot tempered little pepper!

……

……

This is not the place where the young man in white is speechless, but Su Qinghuan, who has no female image, kicked directly at the most unspeakable place of the scar strong man. If he kicked, he would break his son, Jue sun! "

"A villain like you deserves such an end! You still don't hand over my Xumi bag!"

Su Qinghuan spoke in a gentle tone, even if her face was black, because her weak body also had a feeling of small pity.

But the ruthlessness under his feet was not polite at all. Xumi bag has the emblem of wenyuezong

Are you asking yuezong's new disciple?

Which peak leader would be willing to recruit such ferocious female disciples?

Wait, you didn't formally worship a teacher, so you practiced by yourself to the later stage of Qi refining?

You've only been in touch for a month?

……

……

Seeing the scene, the young man in white in the air contracted his pupils on the spot, as if he was in pain somewhere.

——This woman looks weak, dare to love or a hot tempered little pepper!

……