The black tiger showed his toughness as soon as he came up. He didn't have any other moves. The sickle slashed forward, forming a black edge that swept everything.

"It's amazing!"

The flower-picking thief put away his lustful eyes. He was frightened by Black Tiger's strength. He had never encountered such a powerful master before.

This Yonghe City is not a fairy city that lives in famous mountains and rivers. It is a city for mortals to live in like Handan City.

Therefore, Yonghe City is not particularly attractive to real masters, and it is rare to see a real master.

Of course, this does not mean that Yonghe City is insulated from real masters. There are still masters here frequently, but there is no need to take action.

Like that kind of master, the flower-picking thief in front of him had no chance to come into contact with him. Perhaps it was because he was lucky and had never encountered a tough master, so he felt a little complacent and thought that there was no master who could stop him in Yonghe City.

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But today his good luck seems to have come to an end. Meeting a group of people like Ye Meng is destined to become a tragedy.

There was a loud bang, and a folding fan appeared in the hand of the flower-picking thief. The color of the mountain and ink on it made it look particularly simple and elegant.

Judging from the fairy light spreading on this folding fan, it is indeed a good treasure.

The flower-picking thief used a folding fan to resist Black Tiger's death scythe. With a bang, a flush appeared on the flower-picking thief's face, and his body flew back in a daze, apparently repelled by the black tiger's powerful power.

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After the flower-picking thief stood still, his chest heaved up and down, and he almost didn't lift a mouthful of energy.

call!

Fortunately, his strength was not particularly bad, and he used a burst of energy to resolve the crisis.

Judging from the skills of the flower picking thief just now, his strength is not bad. He has reached the realm of Seven Stars and can be regarded as the overlord of a party.

It's just that the title of the overlord of one party refers to a relatively small area. At most, it can be regarded as an overlord with a radius of a thousand miles, but no more.

The flower-picking thief looked at the people in front of him, with an inexplicable look of anger on his face.

When he saw the eyes of these people, there was only pity, not fear, and they obviously did not take him into consideration.

Such an expression made him feel humiliated. He calmed down, his face returned to calm, he opened the folding fan in his hand and patted it twice gently in the palm of his hand.

"I didn't expect you, a bitch slave, to be really good at it, but I won't let you do the next move."

"Dog slave?" Black Tiger was furious, and the expression on his face was almost distorted. He raised the death sickle and shouted: "Can you say it again?"

"Slave dog, your master hasn't spoken yet. You're just barking here. It's really embarrassing for your master." The flower-picking thief said seriously.

Seeing his majestic appearance, everyone inexplicably felt that the flower-picking thief in front of them was a handsome gentleman. Compared with him, Black Tiger was really vulgar!

There's nothing you can do about it. The flower-picking thief is so handsome that all girls admire him. This makes the flower-picking thief do everything he can and he never fails.

His appearance of a handsome gentleman is just his outermost mask, and the inner layer is already completely broken.

How should I put it...most women in the world still focus on the outermost layer of skin, don't they?

Seeing the flower-picking thief in front of him, Heihu always felt angry in his heart, with an indescribable anger.

This fire energy turned into flames and was about to erupt, engulfing the people in front of it.

Speaking of which, Black Tiger's appearance is not ugly, but it is a little dark and a little strong. It gives people the impression of a black nigger. It does not give people a particularly good sense, and it is even worse than Apocalypse.

On the same terms, there is a big gap between him and the flower-picking thief in front of him.

In this comparison, Black Tiger is even worse.

There is no way for Black Tiger to hate Tianqi, so the flower-picking thief in front of him naturally became the object of hatred.

In fact, Heihu is not a small-minded person. He looked like this before, but he never felt that his appearance could not be used to meet people, but now his mentality seems to have changed, and he has become anxious and sensitive.

Vaguely, Black Tiger seemed to know the crux of his problem, but he didn't know that he should be so relieved, so he had to vent his anger on the flower-picking thief in front of him.

Ye Meng looked at Black Tiger, then at Barbarian Girl, with a playful smile in his eyes.

"Apocalypse, do you have any clues about Black Tiger and Barbarian Girl?" Ye Meng asked softly.

Tianqi showed a surprised expression, as if he didn't quite understand what Ye Meng meant.

After just a moment, he understood what Ye Meng meant, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

Not many people know about this matter, only Tianqi, Yuan Tianrong and Ye Meng know about it.

In recent times, Ye Meng found that Heihu was a little restless and seemed to be depressed that could not be relieved.

Ye Meng didn't quite understand the reason at first, but later he saw that Heihu often encountered obstacles with the barbarian girl, and he gradually understood that Heihu was restless because of the barbarian girl.

"It seems that we have to create some opportunities to let the barbarian girl know that Black Tiger likes her. One or two days is fine, but if it lasts for a long time, it will also have a great negative impact on Black Tiger's path to immortality. It is better to solve it as soon as possible

Bar!"

Ye Meng understood the pain of secret love. He had experienced such a thing when he was a boy and knew it deeply.

As for Black Tiger, because he has never experienced such a thing, he has no idea how to solve it.

In his feeling, the barbarian girl had always treated him with kindness, which made him unsure of his weight in the barbarian girl's heart. He felt that his heart was suffering every day, which was quite painful.

Now that I happen to encounter a bandit of flower pickers, I naturally have to let go of my anger.

"Stop talking nonsense and take the move!"

Black Tiger didn't want to listen to the nonsense of the flower-picking thief. He picked up the death sickle and suddenly attacked the flower-picking thief again.

The flower-picking thief couldn't avoid it. He unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and the mountains and rivers inside seemed to come alive, rushing towards the black tiger.

There was a loud bang, and the black tiger's death sickle slashed away, shattering all the illusions of mountains and rivers in front of him, revealing the true form of the flower-picking thief.

"Let's see where you are going to escape!"

The black tiger's body came to the void, fell in the air, and the edge of the sickle came straight down, forcing the flower picker into a desperate situation.

Boom...

Suddenly, a phantom of a person appeared in front of Black Tiger, and a finger flicked onto the blade of Black Tiger's Death Sickle.

Under the power of this finger, Black Tiger's body stopped unexpectedly, and the death sickle in his hand was thrown away, hitting a stone pillar and cutting it into two pieces.

Black Tiger's body suffered a violent shock, causing his body to become unbalanced and crooked, almost falling to the ground.

When he saw the figure taking action, an incredible expression appeared on his face.

"Ye Meng, you actually saved him?"

Black Tiger was greatly puzzled. He did not expect that the person who stopped him from killing the flower-picking thief was Ye Meng, which he could not imagine.

At this moment, Ye Meng stood in front of the flower picker, with a calm face, and said slowly: "Where did your fan come from?"

Although he looked at the flower-picking thief, his mind and consciousness were fixed on the fan in the flower-picking thief's hand.

He noticed that the scent of this fan was very familiar, even related to a treasure.

This forced him to take action to save the life of the flower-picking thief.

"This... this is a fan I got from an ancient tomb. It has pretty good power, so I... took it and used it."

"Ancient tomb?" Ye Meng frowned. He could never imagine that the original place of this fan was an ancient tomb.

The flower-picking thief nodded hurriedly. He had already seen that Ye Meng was the real master. With just one finger, he could knock away the black ghost who was at a disadvantage.

If Ye Meng really wanted to kill him, he probably only needed one finger.

This was a matter of life and death, and he didn't want to offend the person in front of him, so he obediently told Ye Meng everything he knew.

"Where is that ancient tomb? Take me there!" Ye Meng's voice had an unquestionable tone.

Faintly, the flower-picking thief heard the threat. If he didn't take him there, he might be killed by the master in front of him without any surprise.

"I...can't take you there..."

The flower-picking thief was almost frightened to death by what he said. It was too ambiguous. It was completely subjective and he didn't want to take the master in front of him with him!

The flower-picking thief rolled his eyes, looked at Ye Meng's gloomy expression, and hurriedly explained: "It's not that I don't want to take you there! It's because I don't know where the ancient tomb is now, so I can't take you there."

Ye Meng's face warmed up slightly, and he asked in a serious voice: "What do you mean?"

The flower-picking thief didn't dare to delay any longer. He told everything he knew like a peacock.

"A few years ago, my cultivation level was not so strong. At that time, I was practicing in Longtan Mountain. For some reason, waves of mist drifted up on Longtan Mountain. The mist was very thick, like a maze, and it carried an extremely...

A terrible feeling of depression. I was scared at the time and ran away as hard as I could."

The flower-picking thief swallowed the smear, and then said: "Who knew that I could not escape the trap of the mist, but instead came to an ancient tomb that was a hundred feet high. Its appearance was so majestic that it was rare. When I approached the ancient tomb, the ancient tomb

It opened automatically

, a dark and deep space was exposed inside. I was extremely scared at the time and did not dare to enter the ancient tomb. However, there were this folding fan scattered outside the ancient tomb, so I took the folding fan out.

Use it as your own weapon."
Chapter completed!