As long as there is no movement on the roof, my body will not move. This is my many years of experience in stealing. Be prepared, even if the other party has not set up a trap, you must be on guard.
After a while, densely packed swords were dropped from the roof, and they were fired in all directions. The position I was hiding in was just enough to avoid the location where the arrows were projected.
Sure enough, a small sail can make a boat sail for thousands of years. This is an eternal truth.
When the random arrows subsided, I looked up and saw a black box lying in the middle. I smiled proudly, and in order to prevent anything from shooting out, I jumped in the air and shot down the box with a hook.
I didn't pick it up with my fleshy palms, but quickly wrapped it in the cloth I had prepared and tied it to my back. Only then was I satisfied and ready to leave the rain pool.
After thinking about it, I still feel that something is wrong. Yang Yumo is extremely cunning. Could he have used some trick to make me think that I had stolen the real Huan Dian? Then, should I open this thing and take a look?
In fact, I just wanted to save face and give an explanation to the smelly old man. If I returned empty-handed, it would be an insult to the thief. Whether it is true or false is not important.
Thinking of this, I didn't hesitate and strode towards the rain pool. I used Qinggong and quickly rushed through the rain curtain.
I wasn't too surprised when I saw the huge crowds of people around Yuchi. I had thought early in the morning that this might be a trap set up by Yang Yumo to lure me into the trap.
Then could the Huan Dian on me be fake? No longer thinking about it, I slowly walked towards Yang Yumo who was standing in the middle, gently twitched the corner of my mouth, and said with an evil smile: "Yang Yumo, I will follow your example, like
Not like it?"
Yang Yumo looked me up and down, and then replied: "Excellent, wonderful. You are indeed the relegated disciple of the Thousand-Faced Thief, Pei Qian, you are indeed amazing!"
I smiled proudly at him, waved and returned to my original appearance.
"Of course, grandpa is the Thousand-Faced Thief, so of course I can't let him lose face." I said with a faint smile.
Yang Yumo looked straight at me and reached out to touch my smile, "Is this Pei Qian's true face? You usually wear a fake smile and pretend to be innocent, but in fact, your true face is...
here."
"I don't like to have physical contact with you. Please let go of my hand on my face and move away!" I suppressed the smile on my face and didn't want to smile at him anymore.
"Don't like it? How do you like you so much on weekdays? You often crawl into my arms and smile brightly at me. Why don't you smile at me now? Are you still acting like you in the past? You said you love
I am also a fake?!" Yang Yumo's expression became sharp, as if he wanted to tear me apart and devour him.