Chen Yao's abnormal performance surprised both Zhang Yanfeng and Yan Xin, and his gaze wandered back and forth on Chen Yao and Qiu Yan's faces from time to time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info and Qiu Yan seemed to have long been accustomed to Chen Yao's blush symptoms, his face was calm, and even at that moment, there seemed to be a soft smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously, the coldness and slaughter that vaguely appeared on him not long ago seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

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Flashes for days.

The mirror lake is rippling, and you can see the light gauzy mist swirling and drifting on the surface of the lake. Qiu Yan looked at the other side of the lake, where a row of willow trees was planted, and layers of gauze were wrapped under a heavy coat.

He pulled the crane from his waist and studied it carefully. The dark green hilt, where the bottom end had been burned, was slightly undulating, but now it has been polished smooth and shiny. The sheath was drawn, and the sharp blade shone in the midday sun. Qiu Yan's thumb gently scraped back and forth on the blade, a rustling feeling.

It had followed its two masters and witnessed so many things, and it probably didn't expect it to have such a rich experience. At this time, it was lying in Qiu Yan's hands tacitly, happily accepting the master's play, and seemed to have forgotten how fierce it was when it was in the hands of the other two people.

Knives, always knives. Why let it carry so many things?

Qiu Yan smiled lightly, what we know how to carry is just ourselves.

"Stinky boy, I found it. ”

Qiu Yan stood silently in place, looking at the ethereal clouds in the distance, and did not answer. After a few moments, he turned around and walked over to a jeep, and with a 'bang', he closed the door behind him, as if the whole world was behind him.

The wind gradually sounded and became a little bleak, the sky began to be overcast, and the dark night was coming.

It was a very windy night.

The chilly wind blows through the suburban roads, and the cold seems to be able to penetrate through the car window, so that it gives the illusion that it is not autumn but winter. The sound of the wind was also particularly poignant, like a woman's sad cry, echoing in the dark night.

A dark shadow emerged from the darkness and walked towards the dilapidated building on the edge of the suburbs, the sound of small footsteps of varying severity, like a ghost in the night walk, and when he reached the door of the building, the black shadow suddenly paused and stopped.

The night became thicker and thicker, and I couldn't see my fingers, and I could only vaguely see the thick black shadow permeating me, and when I was about to touch the door, suddenly, the door in the darkness opened suddenly, and at the same time let out a crisp questioning sound.

The shadow in the darkness seemed to be taken aback and froze for a moment, and in an instant, it was like a flash of lightning. A hard, cold, bandaged palm like a poisonous snake instantly pressed the man's neck, and with a weak moan and exclamation, the man was dragged out of the door and fell to the ground, and at the same time, in the deepest part of the shadows in the darkness, a cold light with a cruel and bloodthirsty aura went towards the figure's chest.

"Ah!" exclaimed the man of the earth, trembling with a hint of fear like withered grass in the wind.

The tide of darkness was surging, and the sinister and fierce blade pierced the darkness, pierced the wind, pierced his clothes, and pierced directly into his chest!

In the midst of the determination and slaughter, he saw the blurred outline of the face, his eyes bright but cold.

The darkness suddenly stopped, like a tide suddenly solidifying into the air, all sounds disappeared, and at that moment it seemed as if even the blood had stopped flowing.

The cold blade pierced through his shirt and sank into his chest, and a little deeper, it was life and death.

"It's a pity that you didn't kill me, but you don't have a second chance..."

The world outside the house seemed to slowly recover, and it was as if I heard the sound of the wind again, the wind blowing like a tide.

The blade slowly withdrew from his body, and he lay on the ground cold, not moving.

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"Big brother, Ah Kuan is dead!"

The damp house, although cooler, is not much better. The sweat on the young man's forehead kept oozing, and he wiped it with his sleeve, half-covering his cheeks, and his tone trembled a little.

"What? How did you die?"

"I don't know, just downstairs, someone heard the shouting, but no one found him, and when he was found again, Ah Kuan was already a corpse. ”

"Tell the brothers to copy the guys!" the two of them put on their clothes and opened the door. However, at that moment, when the darkness was at its most turbulent, the two faintly had an illusion that they had lost control of their own reason or body. Because, in their darkness there was a young man in black, especially the dazzling diamond stud earring in his left ear that radiated a vision in this dark corridor, and the sharp blade in his hand was flowing red at the same time.

The silent night revealed a strange thing, and every time the young man passed through a door, a drop of blood was sprinkled on the ground, like a bright epiphany, silently. The originally smart and deep eyes slowly turned into a bright red color like roses, the handsome face was as perfect as the beautiful boy Nakasus in ancient Greek mythology and legend, the eyelashes cast a thick shadow under the eyes, the eyebrows that flew obliquely into the sideburns loomed under the cover of messy bangs, and under the high and straight nose bridge was a slightly full lip, who could see that he was the god of death.

In a room on the top floor, there was also a young man sitting cross-legged, and at the same time, his ears suddenly shook slightly, his eyes opened, the corners of his mouth pursed a chuckle, and he immediately picked up a sharp blade under the cushion.

The shadow was impermanent, harvesting souls, and when he stepped into the cloister on the top floor, there was only one room at the end.

The sound of a squeaky plank.

'Bang!' The dark shadow's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and his figure turned into a light and shadow in an instant, retreating at an alarming speed.

Before the person arrived, in a breath, the two sharp blades had collided several times in the air. Just as the sharp silver light shone again, the corners of the latter's lips also lifted slightly. Like a shield, it was against the front.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, you've grown a lot, Sun Zheng. ”