Chapter 126: Cold Wind

The road was wide and wide, and the people of the world could have chosen one side and passed without hindrance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

However, I don't know when the road in this world has narrowed, and it has become a luxury to take a few steps freely.

Small county town, a small hotel with outdated equipment, you only need to quietly stuff a few red skins to the proprietress sitting at the front desk when you check in, and you don't need to show your ID card and register. It's an ideal place for those who don't want to reveal their whereabouts.

"Rest for three hours, and then we'll leave at dusk. ā€

The Sith the Daywalker has changed into a crisp suit, and now he is dressed very ordinary, plus he has fine-tuned his face with some small tricks, and the big road goods and public faces, anyone who sees him will only glance at him.

"Brother, why Mao wants to rest here? We can obviously walk for a while, there are many people here, and a few gangsters followed us all the way just now. ā€

Emily disguised herself like the Sith, and they chose to sneak away when the bloody hunt had just begun, not because they were disgusted by the 'unjust and inhumane' blood feast, and then ran away with resentment and resentment against the ruling class.

Not to mention the Sith, even the petite and weak Emily in front of her is actually an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, not to mention the slaughter of a small town, even the bloodbathing of a large city with a population of hundreds of thousands, she has also witnessed and even participated in it herself.

If she wants to say that she is not used to seeing and disagreeing, then she can say and stop it a hundred years ago.

"It's just miscellaneous fish, don't care. ā€

The Sith lowered the curtains of the room, and only stopped when he made sure that no more sunlight was shining in, and sat down with Emily on the only bed in the room.

He looked at Emily with inexplicable affection in his eyes.

"This is not a good time, my dear brother. ā€

Emily read the look, or rather, she knew it.

She and Sith are called brother and sister, but in fact, their relationship has long gone beyond the scope of 'brother and sister'.

"I know. ā€

Sith still looked at her for a long time before withdrawing his gaze, his eyes closed, as if he were calming his emotions, as if he was pondering something.

He frowned.

"If we want to gain the capital to negotiate with the higher-ups, the fragments of the 'Dark Grail' must be in our hands. ā€

Emily gently grabbed Sith's arm and exhaled in his ear.

"Don't worry, we'll get the shards. ā€

The lover's soft voice was the most likely to arouse the fighting spirit in the man's heart, and the Sith's tone was as firm as iron, and he gently stood up and broke away from Emily's embrace.

"Even if there are gods and Buddhas blocking me, I must get the fragments!"

Outside the window is the buzzing voice of the small county town, and no one knows what kind of bloody rain is brewing in this inconspicuous house.

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Two o'clock in the middle of the night is the time when ninety percent of the people in this world are trapped in their dreams, and if it is placed in the past, this ninety percent will basically include Mo Ye.

But tonight he was honored to be in the 10 percent, and in a less than glamorous image.

"Click. ā€

Mo Ye was dressed in a standard night suit, and opened the security door of a certain large supermarket with his telekinesis.

This place is at least 100 miles away from the mountains and forests where he is hiding, and even the most shrewd police officer who has committed a robbery here cannot think of the barren mountains a hundred miles away.

"I really didn't expect it, I didn't steal a gun when I was down on the street in the past, but I became a thief after I had superhuman strength...... It's really a bit of a 'Sven sweeping' flavor. ā€

After stepping into the door, Mo Xie calmly locked the security door again, and his perception spread out like a tide in the dark, and after seeing the dazzling array of goods, he couldn't help but sigh for a while in the depths of his heart.

"Get some rice first. ā€

There was a large pile of rice at the entrance of the supermarket, and Mo Xie was not polite, so he casually carried more than a dozen bags and threw them into the space bracelet. Then he walked into the fruit and vegetable section, where there were no vegetables at all in the supermarket, which had been closed for the night, let alone any cut meat, but there were still some fruits left. Mo Xie should be glad that it was winter, otherwise there would not be even any fruit left, and maybe he would have to break into the supermarket's cold storage to get what he wanted.

Taking the things on other people's shelves and taking the things in other people's warehouses, Mo Xie felt awkward, and he didn't pick and choose at the moment, he casually stuffed a few boxes of sugar oranges, a few boxes of apples, and some other messy things into the space bracelet, and left the fruit and vegetable area after a little stay.

"It's the New Year, you have to prepare some candy and snacks. ā€

The classification of goods in this supermarket is very good, the shelf area is clearly divided, and it can be seen that the owner of this supermarket has poured his feelings into the supermarket, but Mo Ye is here to be a gentleman on the beam tonight, and the classification is done well, which is completely convenient for Mo Ye.

He grabbed a random snack and glanced at the remaining space in the bracelet.

At this moment, the things piled up in his bracelet are: ammunition xn, three machine guns, a broken sword, a number of sundries (Mo Xie's changed clothes, compressed food, tickets, etc.), bagged rice x12, three Jinhua hams, some fruits and vegetables, and a few snacks.

These items have already taken up most of the space in the bracelet, after all, the current Mo Ye is using ten cubic meters of parallel goods in memory.

"It's time to grab something a little more advanced......"

Mo Ye thought about it, he felt that the space was no longer enough, so after slightly losing a few bags of rice, he walked up to the second floor of the supermarket.

It's a place where clothes are sold.

"Down jackets, well, get a few down jackets first. ā€

In the empty supermarket, a plastic model either scratched his head or pretended to stand deeply, and Mo Xie walked in it, and a strange feeling arose.

He always felt like someone was staring at him, but every time he directed his perception in that direction, he found nothing.

The many plastic models performed their duties silently, and no one was moved by the visit of Mo Ye, an uninvited guest.

But......

"Whew-"

A sound of wind suddenly sounded, and Mo Ye turned his head sideways and faced the direction where the wind was coming.

"Tread, step. ā€

The supermarket at midnight was extremely quiet, only Mo Ye's footsteps were echoing, and when Mo Ye suddenly stopped, there was only silence left in the supermarket.

The source of the wind should be a certain ventilation pipe, Mo Xie paused slightly and came to a conclusion.

It's just that for some reason, there is already a flying knife engraved with the Soul Destroying Mark in his hand.

"Who's there?"

He asked in a cold voice.