Lightning and thunder thundered in the night sky, dark clouds rolled endlessly, and it seemed that a violent storm was brewing.

Under the interweaving of thunder and light, the two figures stood motionless, standing quietly, facing each other, only about twenty meters apart, but it seemed that there was an unbridgeable chasm, as if they were born hostile.

The previous Zhang Qianjiang is a living example, no matter how strong the undead are, their hearts are pinched and exploded, they can't escape the end of the soul returning to the hell of Abi, and the dark blood water spreads out along the street, and Edward's body has gradually stiffened.

Dark clouds rolled overhead, crumbling.

"Boom!"

Another thunderclap rang out.

Li Futu looked at the masked man who saw through his identity, and slowly spoke, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your help." ”

"It's serious, it's a matter of duty, why don't you say thank you. ”

The masked man did not take credit at all, the hand that had pinched Edward's heart gradually lowered, blood continued to flow down his fingers, and he was unconscious, the eyes exposed outside the mask were always staring at Li Futu, with an incomprehensible complexity.

When a person dies, he loses his value, even for a vampire count, and neither of them pays much attention to the corpse on the ground.

"Your Excellency is a member of the Inquisition. ”

Unlike the fierce deafening thunder, Li Futu's tone was flat and gentle, and it was not an interrogative sentence, but a declarative sentence.

From the conversation between the other party and Edward before, and the matter just now, it is difficult to think of any other possibility except for the heresy that is tasked with 'exterminating all evil creatures in the world'.

It is not surprising that the people of the Inquisition know themselves.

"Doesn't Emperor Yan want to do it?"

Compared with Li Futu's calmness, the masked man seems to be more surprised.

The subtext of his words is tantamount to admitting his identity.

The courage is amazing.

You must know that the temple and the underworld are incompatible, not to mention that after the outbreak of the Weishui War, the contradictions between the two sides have been acute to an unprecedented extreme.

It's just that even if the other party acquiesced to his identity as a heresy inquire, Li Futu's eyes were still as quiet as an abyss, and he didn't have any intention of being angry and killing.

"Public for public, private for private, in the matter of vampires, we have the same goal, you killed Edward, it can be regarded as a favor for me. Today's thing, the next time we meet, life and death depend on the will of God. ”

"Emperor Yan is really an extraordinary person. ”

The masked man sighed, and then said, "Then Emperor Yan...... See you soon. ”

Facing the gaze of the man, Li Futu was as quiet as Wuyue, silent, and didn't seem to plan to make a move.

Seeing this, the masked man slowly turned around.

The night had been torn apart by the thunder, and the wind had begun to blow, and the mask on his face was blown and floated, and after turning around, his figure paused for a moment, but there was still no movement behind him.

Instead of waiting, he hurried forward and quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

Li Futu has been standing in place, watching the other party leave, and has never moved.

"He's dead?"

The figure of the masked man disappeared shortly after. A voice came from behind him.

Without turning around, Li Futu knew who was coming.

His gaze gradually shifted from the direction in which the masked man had disappeared, and finally stopped on Edward's corpse, and nodded slightly.

"You killed it?"

Gong Zhengyu, who came in a hurry, stopped beside Li Futu and turned his head to ask.

Li Futu was silent, exhaled softly, shook his head, and said, "No." ”

Gong Zhengyu frowned, and subconsciously looked around, but the street was empty.

"It's the Inquisition. ”

Li Futu said.

"Inquisition?"

Gong Zhengyu retracted his gaze and looked at Li Futu with puzzlement in his eyes.

Li Futu knew that Gong Zhengyu probably hadn't heard of the internal structure of the temple, and explained again: "It was the people of the temple who stopped Edward and dealt with him. ”

"Temple?"

Hearing this, Gong Zhengyu's eyes inevitably fluctuated, after all, she was a witness and a witness to the battle of Weishui.

"What about them?"

"Gone. ”

"Gone?"

Rao is Gong Zhengyu, and he is inevitably a little stunned.

Li Futu nodded.

After a moment of silence, Gong Zhengyu slowly spoke: "Why don't you leave them?"

Li Futu raised his head and looked in the direction where the masked man had disappeared.

The wind was blowing against him more and more violently, and he was like a rock, standing still, hearing only thunder, and not speaking.

……

"Solved?"

A figure waited under the street lamp in front of her, even if the nightlife family had disappeared at this time, there was not a single ghost on the street, but she was different, as if she did not feel the increasingly bad weather, under the faint and dim light of the thunder and lightning, her eyebrows lit with the red flower, beautiful and magnificent.

The masked man stopped in front of her, nodded, and did not make a sound, his eyes did not show any smugness and pride in completing the task, on the contrary, it seemed to reveal an inexplicable slight regret.

The woman's face is also covered with a light veil, as if she can peek into people's hearts.

"What? He didn't do anything with you?"

The masked man nodded, pulled off the mask with his left hand, and wiped the blood from his right hand.

The face under the mask is completely an oriental face, handsome and masculine, very manly, and if this face appears in Kyoto City, where the powerful gather, I am afraid it can set off huge waves.

The woman with a red flower on her eyebrows didn't seem to dislike the blood on his hands, nor was she afraid, she watched him wipe the blood on her hands, and asked softly, "Why? Is it because I recognize you?"

The masked man paused for a moment as he wiped his hands, then shook his head.

"Probably not. ”

He raised his head, glanced at the woman, and exhaled softly: "...... Actually, I'm not sure. ”

The woman didn't ask any more.

"Your foundation is not bad, although the realm of the human emperor cannot be forced, but you are not without the possibility of impact, now you can kill a vampire count, such an achievement is enough to win everyone's recognition, this trip to the Dragon Kingdom, you have handed over a relatively perfect answer. ”

"Holy Maiden, just now, why didn't you make a move?"

The masked man finally couldn't help but ask.

He asked, of course, not to deal with Edward's question.

It's just a vampire count, and you don't need a knife to kill chickens.

The woman known as the Holy Maiden was silent for a moment and did not respond, "Let's go." ”

The masked man didn't ask any more questions.

It's just that when she turned around, the woman's eyes lit up, as if she was casually looking at a building on the side of the street.

Under the lightning and thunder, a figure stood on the roof of the building, and under the continuous intertwining thunder and lightning, the shabby robe on his body seemed to shine more than thunder and lightning.

Seeing the woman and the masked man leave, he lowered his eyebrows and folded his hands.

"Amitabha. ”

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