Although the black finger is weak and cannot be on the stage, it is deeply rooted in the southern district, sitting on the gray industry of the southern district, which has a slight relationship with many nobles in the upper class.

Ayton thought about it, but still didn't want Claire to be in a dilemma, and said, "Yesterday some people who claimed to be Blackfingers came to disturb me, you know?"

The black hand's expression froze, and he suddenly figured out why Claire, the noble young master, would come here in person, and hurriedly laughed: "May I ask who this young master is?"

"My name is Ayton, and I didn't mean anything else when I came here today, I just wanted to ask if the person last night was assigned by your black."

"Absolutely not, someone actually disturbed the rest of Claire's envoy's friend, I will definitely investigate this to the end, and something like this will happen again in the future. "The Black Hand cursed the people of the Babbitt family in his heart.

What? Two young adventurers from the Land of Thorns? No background in the Emperor? Everyone has let Claire, the recent celebrity in the Imperial Capital, come out to find a place in person!

Seeing that the purpose of this trip had been achieved, Ayton did not say more, and before leaving, he glanced at the red-haired female knight who supported the old woman despite his noble status, such a good person is really rare now.

"It's a pity," Mei'er let out a soft sigh, as if she was annoyed that the woman wasn't dead.

"Forget it, Mei'er, it's just an ordinary soul"

"O master... This kind of desperate soul is very, very delicious, and if it can be devoured, then Mei'er's damaged soul source power will be restored a little. ”

Soul source power, as the name suggests, is the origin of a person's spiritual power, once damaged, it is difficult to repair, but Mei'er can actually repair it directly by devouring other souls.

"That Mei'er, is there any other way to repair your soul source power?"

A strange light flashed in Mei'er's pink eyes: "Of course there is, it depends on whether the master is willing to do it for Mei'er..."

"Tell me about it. ”

"Slaughtering the city... That kind of desperate and rich soul power can definitely help Mei'er further improve her strength. ”

“...... Forget it, even if I have the ability to slaughter the city, I won't do it" Ayton closed his mouth, and sure enough, the demon's mind was different, and he regarded human life like a mustard.

Mei'er smiled weirdly, glanced at Ariel beside him, and whispered in a voice that only he heard: "You won't slaughter the city?

"Brother, that woman has been secretly staring at you. Ariel tugged at the corner of Ayton's coat.

Ayton, who was still thinking about how to repair his soul, was slightly stunned: "Which woman?"

"It's the one I was carrying just now, and her attention has been on you"

"What's the matter, don't try to blackmail me this time, don't play today, go home and tidy up everything."

Seeing Ayton's indifferent attitude, Ally stomped her foot angrily: "Brother, didn't you find out?"

"Found what?" Ayton looked confused, wondering what strange things were going on in her head. Even Claire next to her looked at her slightly.

Ariel glanced at the person next to her and lowered her voice, "Since we left that place, more and more women are going to notice you."

“...... That's what you're trying to say..."

"Mm-hmm," Ariel nodded with a serious expression.

With a "bang", Ayton couldn't help but give her a shudder on the head.

Moments later, Ayton met Kenigh and Warren, who were afraid to enter the Blackfinger headquarters, but they were no longer needed, and took out a gold coin and handed it to Warren, telling Warren that he could go to him if there was anything he could do.

Warren nodded excitedly, with this sentence, he, an ordinary civilian boy, can be regarded as having a backer. When they left, Kenig knew that he had revealed the news of the Blackfinger headquarters, and looked at his old neighbor and childhood friend with resentment.

The latter smiled embarrassedly, patted the long-faced gangster on the shoulder and said, "You should know, except for the strength in the black finger, there is nothing good to mix, it is better to take your gang and follow this young adult." ”

"How do you know he's going to shelter us, he did rescue the woman today, but only to—" Kenig grimaced, if Blackfinger knew that he had betrayed, he might have done something to him.

Warren grabbed the gold coin he had just arrived with his fingers and shook it back and forth: "Then it depends on our sincerity"

Kenigh recalled that Blackfinger had ordered him to test the depth of Ayton's two of them, only to be severely injured by them in an instant, but they were the first to provoke, and if they were unfortunate enough to encounter a short-tempered one, it would not be too much to be killed on the spot.

The long-faced young man bit his tongue and nodded vigorously: "Okay, we'll you!"

......

Xie Bei Claire's invitation, Ayton and the two looked at the sparsely populated streets, there is such a cancer as Black Finger in this area, no wonder it can't be developed, and I don't know why the decision-making level of Yaolan allowed this kind of behavior.

"Brother, are we really going to that magic academy tomorrow?" Ariel tugged at the corner of Ayton's coat.

"Why, don't you want to go?" Ayton asked, caressing her delicate waist.

"Not really, you can learn more by going there, it's just..."

Ayton looked sideways and asked, "Just what?"

"It's just that you're going to meet a lot of people there," said Ariel, burying her head in the face.

Meet a lot of people? What is the reason for that...

It took a while for Ayton to understand that Ariel was scared...

For a long time, she only stayed with Ayton, and there was an extreme lack of interpersonal communication, whether it was the other dark elves in the dark cave, or Mu Yue and Lan Coco, it was difficult to talk to her, and the only one who could be called a good relationship was the gentle Eluli.

Entering the academy inevitably involves contacting more people, which creates an anxiety...

Ayton thought to herself, it seemed that she should form a basic communication ability and make some ordinary friends, otherwise she would not get along with anyone in the future.

Of course, the gender of which she makes friends is limited to women...

Ayton patted her on the shoulder and said softly, "Don't worry, I'll always be by your side." ”

Ariel's face was a little clearer, and her head drooped slightly...

After the two returned home, they tidied up the backyard a little, Ayton still had a lot of gold coins on hand, if this empty backyard was planted with some flowers and plants, it would definitely be able to flourish and form a beautiful scenery.

It was still early in the morning, Ayton decided to clean the new house again from beginning to end, and before I knew it, night fell, and the two finally finished the new house, the kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, and main living room were all cleaned, except for the occasional residual smell of blood in the air...

After a full meal, in the steaming bathtub, two purple figures were doing inappropriate things.

Tonight no one bothered them, and they could enjoy the night to the fullest...

And in the eastern district of Huangyao, in a dark alley, an unknown and bloody unilateral killing is being staged...

"Hahahaha, isn't that going to work? Keep running, little mouse, oh no, you've lost your leg, oops, it's not fun..."

Humming a breezy nursery rhyme, Clementine half-crouched, staring at the crawling figure on the ground like a cricket, blood splattered on the scattered garbage heap, emitting a disgusting stench.

The figure's mouth and throat were covered with gushing blood, the base of the thigh was separated from the torso by a drag, the pink tongue fell not far away, the muscles of the face were twisted together with fear, and the trembling hand reached out to the companion who was still intact in front of him, and the companion whose brain was blank.

It's a pity that the throat can only make a whining sound, and the words for help can't be spoken, and finally the eyes are angry... Die with hatred.

"You... You... What the hell are you... Who is it??" the last survivor asked the question that the other fallen companions had been trying to ask. The camera zooms out, and it turns out that four or five figures have fallen down in this alley, and there is not a single intact corpse.

"Oops, why are you alone, I'm so sorry, I haven't done it for too long, and I've killed a little too much for a while, hahaha" The orange curly-haired woman touched the back of her head, not caring at all about the Shura scene she was in, or this kind of scene she had already experienced countless times.

Clementine lifted the wide gray cloak and plunged two stabbing swords horizontally, through the gap between the cloaks, her seductive figure could still be seen, but the man in black in front of him was filled with fear, and he couldn't raise a trace of sexual desire.

"Oh, by the way, did you just ask me a question?" Clementine, who had come back to his senses, suddenly turned his head and looked at him with a calm expression.

The man nodded subconsciously, and suddenly, a thin thorn went straight into his throat, and the sharp pain made him rattle like a duck around his neck.

"Huh, are you trying to ask me why I made the move?" Underneath the cloak were Clementine's crescent eyes, and the seductive voice was deeply chilling.

"Then I'll be merciful enough to satisfy your last curiosity, first of all, I hate it when people ask me, it feels like torture, torture, you know? I love torture, but I don't like to be tortured, just like I don't want my brother to do. ”

The man's face was pale, his muscles spasmed with fear, and he didn't hear a word.

"Oh, I seem to have forgotten what to do, I'm sorry, but you should still be able to use it like this. ”

The seductive voice stopped abruptly, and the scaly gloves that were shivering with their fingertips reached into the gray cloak, groping for the short stabbing sword with a red crystal nucleus.

With a pop, it pierced the man's spinal cord at the back of his neck, and with a surge of black energy, the man's frightened face gradually calmed down, replaced by a silence like death.

"Well, though I'd love to take a different approach... But it doesn't look bad, so forget it, you better tell me the whereabouts of the 'Flower of Shelley' first."

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