Crack!
Nancheng Fei flew backward, crashed through two ancient trees, and then hit the ground like a dead dog.
However, just as he tried to get up, Qin Yi appeared in front of him like a ghost. That strange black brick appeared in his hand without warning and smacked right into his face.
Bang!
Blood splattered, and the sound of bones cracking could be heard.
Nancheng Fei let out a miserable scream, his mouth askew, and fainted.
Bai Jingqing was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth, utterly flabbergasted.
That was Nancheng Fei, the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation in the family, yet in this person's hands, he barely had any power to resist, pitifully weak.
"I've been sick of that horse face of yours for a long time."
Qin Yi put away the brick, looked disdainfully at the fainted Nancheng Fei, and then seriously began to search him.
However, apart from a remnant map that was somewhat valuable, the rest were just healing medicines.
