C279 The Terror of the Old Qin Family

Qin Changqing ignored the monk and quickly made his move.

Whoosh!

Qin Changqing's figure flashed and appeared in front of the monk. His right hand was like a tiger's claw, grabbing fiercely towards the monk's chest.

Facing Qin Changqing's ferocious grab, the monk did not dare to be careless at all. He hurriedly opened the prayer beads and quickly wrapped them around Qin Changqing's wrist