Alchemy & Martial Supreme

She really liked the hairpin on her head.    

But it wasn't worth it for Big Bro Qin Ming to take the risk.    

This was a Flood Dragon Realm expert, big Bro Qin Ming definitely wouldn't be able to beat him.    

Mi Bei currently didn't have any stubbornness or complacency, only worry about Qin Ming.    

Sensing the atmosphere that was about to erupt at any moment, lian Yu secretly thought that it was not good.    

If this continued, there was a high chance that a fight would happen.    

They were stuck in a small room. If a battle were to happen in this narrow space, they would be in great danger.    

Unless Qin Ming transformed.    

With Qin Ming's strength, he should be able to resist this Flood Dragon Realm expert.    

But every time Qin Ming transformed, the fierceness in your own blood will increase by one point.    

Although the Saint Blood Martial Cultivator would become much stronger after the transformation.    

But their blood also foreordained that the number of times they transformed in their lives was limited.    

Qin Ming's trump card could be used in even more dangerous places.    

It was not worth it to use it for an ordinary hairpin.    

Although this hairpin was very beautiful, it was a rare treasure.    

Mi Bei's character was like a child who did not grow up. When something she liked was snatched by others, she would naturally resist with all her might.    

Lian Yu took off the hairpin on his head and said to Fan Qing, "I am willing to give this hairpin to you. There is no need to exchange it. I only hope to make friends with you."    

Her attitude was very humble.    

Hearing this, fan Qing looked at the hairpin in Lian Yu's hand.    

To be honest, she also liked this hairpin.    

But as if it was because of her first impression, she liked the hairpins of the two little beads more.    

Perhaps there was also a trace that she couldn't get, which was what she wanted the most.    

"I only want that hairpin."    

Fan Qing pointed at the hairpin on Mi Bei's head and said.    

Hearing this, the anger in Mi Bei's heart rose.    

If it was before, she would have already disregarded everything.    

But after experiencing the tragedy of the Feng Family, Mi Bei had grown up and had some concerns in her heart.    

If she was willful, it was very likely that she would put Qin Ming in danger.    

Helpless, even if she was unwilling, Mi Bei's hands trembled as she took off the hairpin on her head.    

This hairpin, she took it seriously at first glance and liked it very much.    

But now, she had no choice but to take away the thing she loved. But now, she had no choice but to give it to someone else. Furthermore, she had been forced to do so.    

Just as Mi Bei was about to hand the hairpin to Fan Qing, Qin Ming's hand was placed horizontally in front of Mi Bei.    

"The thing is ours. It is ours."    

"The thing that belongs to me, Qin Ming, has never been robbed by others. It has never been stolen before, but it has never been stolen now, and it will never happen again in the future."    

"If you want them, then leave your life behind."    

Qin Ming's voice was very calm, but for some reason, it sounded as if it couldn't be refuted.    

"You..." Seeing that the hairpin he liked was about to be in his hands, but was stopped by someone, fan Qing's chest rose and fell violently.    

"Elder Fan!" Fan Qing shouted angrily.    

The old man beside him responded.    

He gathered all the Qi in his body and pushed it toward Qin Ming.    

He also unleashed his killing intent without holding anything back.    

He didn't believe that this young Snake Realm Martial Cultivator could stop him.    

The number of people he killed was probably more than the amount of food the other party ate. There was no reason for the other party to be able to block it.    

Affected by the killing intent, Qin Ming's eyes turned blood red.    

He felt that the ferocity in his bloodline was becoming more and more uncontrollable.    

"Kill!"    

Qin Ming shouted in a low voice. He stared at the old man, trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.