God-level Stealing System

Wutiancheng, in a deep and mysterious alley, there is a drunk residence.

Zuiweiju has two major characteristics, women and wine.

At this moment, the door of an elegant room on the second floor of Zuiweiju was closed.

The house was filled with a sweet fragrance that was easy to lift up. The wind of late autumn came from the half-covered window across the street. The lavender curtains covering the wooden bed floated gently, not feeling cold, but revealing The stocks are hot.

"Devil! Didn't you say that you can't stay with your son at home? Why..."

Jiang Hailong directly hugged the woman's Yingying waist and kissed her beautiful red lips expertly.

"What's the hurry, it hurts people!"

The woman pushed Jiang Hailong away and sat leaning on the edge of the bed with her back turned, her slender fingers combing her hair like a cloud, her voice seemed pity and resentment.

"I miss you! Ruru, don't make trouble! Come on, give it to me!"

"no."

The woman squeezed her eyes and raised her eyebrows and smiled. Although she is already a half-aged milf, her skin is no more delicate and radiant than a young girl, but the charming charm between her eyebrows is enough to make the old man talk crazy:

"Unless, you write a poem!"

"No!"

Seeing this, Jiang Haiqing, an old thief with a bright face, was even more impatient:

"I'm in a hurry!"

He finally got rid of the drag oil bottle of Jiangdao Oil and ran out happily. He didn't have much time left, so where was there time for poetry and poetry?

"Don't do it, don't do it."

The woman snorted, she is not afraid of Jiang Hailong anxious, the more anxious a man is, the more his appetite will be haunted.

"My eldest brother, the head of the Jiang family, is a blessing to be able to do his business for eight thousand years! Don't you dare to neglect! What a rude woman!"

At this time, a deep and cold shout resounded loudly.

A figure in a black robe appeared in the corner of the elegant room at some point.

Jiang Haiqing had a serious look, like an iron judge.

"Yes, yes, the Jiang family manages everything every day, and I, Jiang Pinru, a mere civilian girl, how dare you delay your time?"

While speaking, the red silk fell to the ground like running water.

Beautiful fat and beautiful skin, warm fragrance of spring, color, and immediately covered the whole room.

Jiang Haiqing glanced at the woman's jade legs on the edge of the bed, nodded in satisfaction, as if saying "this is pretty much the same", then he stepped aside from the bed and made a request to the dark-faced Jiang Hailong gesture:

"Brother, please use!"

"I……"

My dignified Jiang Family Patriarch came out to find a flower to ask a Liu, and actually asked my brothers to help the town. If this spreads out, where will I put my old face?

Besides, watching Jiang Haiqing's posture, he is ready to stand by the bed and supervise the whole process.

How does this make the old man good?

Jiang Haiqing was so troubled, Jiang Hailong suddenly lost his thoughts. He stroked his chin and pale beard and winked at the woman on the bed. The woman gave him a white look, muttered a little bit of energy, and then walked out the door.

As the woman left, the fragrance of fragrance disappeared, and the room suddenly became clear.

"Can you pick some time next time!!"

Jiang Hailong glanced at Jiang Haiqing solemnly, sullenly.

He didn't question why Jiang Haiqing could find him. After all, he was not the first time to visit this kind of fireworks alley. Jiang Haiqing knew him well.

But Jiang Hailong's heart is inevitably upset because what he loves is not done.

He only hopes that Jiang Haiqing can bring good news that makes him feel refreshed this time!

There is no shortage of women, Jiang Hailong, but the man in the purple robe has always been a thorn in his heart, indispensable!

"How is it going?"

Jiang Hailong sat down on the golden phoebe wood table by the window, and asked without raising his head while finishing the cloud and ink robe.

"Don't tell me the eldest brother, that purple robe is brave and good at fighting, sinister and cunning, it is really hard to deal with! But under the siege of eight people including my younger brother, Xuan Lao, I finally took the purple robe!"

Jiang Haiqing tried his best to exaggerate the hardships of fighting, such as the broken finger injury of the brawny man in white shirt, under his description, it became evidence of the brave fight against silence.

Seeing that Jiang Haiqing was so serious, but not seeing people or dead bodies, Jiang Hailong was dubious after all, and asked in a deep voice:

"Now that he has been taken down, where is the corpse of the man in the purple robe?"

"Have!"

Jiang Hai Qing's temples sweated slightly, but he bit his head and nodded.

Immediately, with a wave of his sleeves, a picture of a beautiful lady on the wall of the elegant room suddenly became blurred.

In a trance, everything around was washed away like a spring rain, and it became clear from the hazy.

The picture of the lady no longer exists, but a magnificent wide house compound is greeted by the eyes. In this breath, he has already moved from the drunk and elegant room to the front yard of the Jiang family.

"Come in!"

Jiang Haiqing waved to the door.

As if rehearsing well in advance, the seven Zhun Emperor Jiang family waiting outside the door came in one by one, all with serious faces.

The strong bearded man in white shirts commanded two warriors and carried a heavy green wood coffin into the courtyard.

The air in the field suddenly became serious.

"Open the coffin!!"

Jiang Haiqing raised his thick eyebrows slightly, his expression was solemn, and he let out a low growl full of breath.

"Haiqing, what do you mean?"

After Jiang Hailong held his hands, he walked around the green wood coffin and watched repeatedly, his complexion grew darker and his brows bulged like small hills.

I saw a white-skinned pig in the green wooden coffin lying in a purple silk. The most overwhelming thing is that the green wooden coffin has two layers with a layer of charcoal underneath. When the coffin lid is opened, the smell of roast suckling pig will smell. It burst out, filling the entire Jiang Mansion.

This is the corpse of a man in a purple robe? Bluff ghost?

"Big Brother Rongzi! The reason why this purple-robed man is so powerful that he can kill the enemy with a punch, and his brute force, is actually because he is a pig demon clan transformed into a human!"

Jiang Haiqing took a step forward, gave Jiang Hailong a fist, and said with a solemn tone:

"Although the eight of us have worked together to subdue him, but this is a long life, as a last resort, the younger brother used the fire to smoke the coffin!"

"This……"

Jiang Hailong is still unbelievable. Too pulled.

Seeing this scene in the field, the old man in Xuanyi standing beside him couldn't bear it anymore, and said with a fork in his hand:

"Patriarch Jiang, don't lie to each other..."

Speaking of this, the gloomy gazes of the remaining quasi-emperors swept toward him like dark arrows full of bows.

Old Xuan's face twitched, but he stopped talking.

"Say, why don't you say it?"

Jiang Hailong asked in a blink of an eye.

Elder Xuan rolled his throat and said solemnly:

"It's true that this purple-robed man is indeed a pig demon! It is true! I, Jiang Xuan, never slander! Patriarch, you know me!"

Elder Xuan was also willing to go, his tone became more determined.

"Well, I can certainly believe what Elder Xuan said."

Jiang Hailong patted old Xuan's vigorous shoulder with confidence. The latter's body trembled suddenly because of a guilty conscience, like a taut bow.

Fortunately, Jiang Hailong didn't seem to care.

"The Zipao thing ends here, it ends here!!"

After talking about two and so far, Jiang Hailong suddenly returned to his usual cool color, and then walked away, unable to see whether it was happy or angry.

Watching Jiang Hailong go from the back.

The tense heartstrings of the eight people in the courtyard suddenly loosened.

"Elder Jiang, are we hiding this?"

"Fuck it away."

Although Jiang Hailong is mediocre and incompetent, he is not yet dim-eyed. He knows that Jiang Haiqing is fooling him, but he doesn't care about it. It can be seen that he is completely disappointed.

But it was not disappointed with Jiang Haiqing, but disappointed with Jiangdaoyou.

Even Jiang Haiqing can't figure out the purple robe, it can be seen that this purple robe man is not trivial.

Jiang Hailong naturally did not need to spend more manpower and material resources to track down Zipao for a useless son.

So, stop here!

Only Jiang Haiqing understood this point. He sighed and said quietly:

"It seems that Big Brother has decided to give up Daoyou."

"Elder Jiang, what should I do with this pig?"

"eat!"