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After these words, there was silence again in the small carriage, the man did not move for a long time, as if he was asleep, but the woman who was already riddled with poison was lying on her chest, listening to the loud heartbeat of the man, and her thoughts were disturbed.

This is not the first time that Jiqing and Griffith have met, I remember that when they first came to the island, Griffith once rescued their brother and sister when the Ji family was in danger. At that time, it was probably a resentful spirit named Fili, who had accumulated resentment for many years, and then killed anyone he saw or something.

At that time, Griffith also descended out of thin air like a white horse, and was almost a noble man that Kira 'picked up' from the side of the road. Then this noble man used a means that completely surpassed the auspicious outlook on life to complete a stunning counter-killing, and the process was like making a movie.

The process of breaking through common sense and dazzling is not completely untouched by the heart of the girl in Jiqing, but the eldest lady of the Ji family is kind and real, her positioning of herself is actually not high, and she subconsciously thinks that Yunni is different, the other party is so powerful, and her appearance is so handsome......

After that, Jiqing intentionally or unintentionally inquired with Kira about Griffith when he was in Shazhen, and it was the 'Zero' invasion of the Bone Eating Tunnel. Then I was shocked to realize that their Ji family had silently borne the other party's two life and death favors, no wonder Ji Liang said with a dead face that he wanted to worship others, but it was really not good, and he would worship his godfather.

I have heard a lot of such things, and I have kept them in my heart.

Which girl is not pregnant with spring, although Jiqing's temperament is subtle and introverted, in the dead of night, she will occasionally take it out and miss it.

But what does the cloud have to do with the mud, the girl's little budding that she doesn't even seem to be aware of is silently buried in the gloomy reality.

However, the world is like chess, and the situation changes in a blink of an eye. Who would have thought that two years later, Ji Qing would meet Mr. Griffith again in this way. I haven't seen each other for a long time, but the other party's look is still the same, and the look between talking and laughing is just as vivid as it was back then.

The eldest lady of the Ji family thought like this, and her mood couldn't help but be a little cheerful. She thought she was going to die, and the hard breathing and the weakening muscles and heartbeat seemed to corroborate this fact.

She lay on the big demon's chest, and Mr. Griffith lay asleep in his seat, so she felt a little inexplicably at ease and content—perhaps it would be good for her to die here in obscurity for the rest of her life.

The halo in the darkness is shallow and unclear, like the hazy beauty of seeing flowers in the fog.

Time passed through the night, stepping into the dawn of the faint dawn, Jiqing thought a lot in a mess, and fell asleep vaguely.

Griffith moved her limbs, which were a little numb from not moving all night, and the face of the woman in her arms subconsciously shrank inside, so the big demon straightened her shaggy and messy hair and slowly closed her eyes.

The night had not taken the young girl's life, and as the time of the anesthetic had passed, the vitality of her body had returned, and she had finally learned that Griffith's 'one more hundred years to live' was not a word of consolation.

Of course, she didn't know that her body had been planted with neurotoxins and was in danger of instant death, so when Griffith sent him to the small building where Kira was, he was still in the mood to talk to the other party about this adventure.

After the tribulation, the siblings naturally had a lot to say, and Griffith closed the door with interest and retreated.

"Now it's time to understand the feud with the Beginning of the Dark Thorn."

The First Dark Thorn wants to use the antidote in his hand to blackmail Griffith, but the big demon has a cause and effect guarantee, and he can come hard.

He had seen the strength of the second-order Ryuya before, and he had indeed exerted his strength and sword skills to an extremely strong level, which was a tricky enemy.

And before Griffith forcibly broke in to save Jiqing, he had sensed a strong spirit, he should be the man named Gangrene who was talking about everywhere inside the temporary base, and in the sense of the big demon, this man seemed to be burning like a raging flame among everyone.

Glaucondyne, Second-Order Liuya, Galen, Liang Qiu Zhizhi, Xue Yijie, the names of these people slipped through the big demon's mind like water, and he pinched his eyebrow bone, feeling the chaotic situation.

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The New Year's bell was about to ring in thirteen hours, and the news about the Blood Moon was playing on the TV wall of the square, and Galen, with his canvas hood, walked along the flow of people.

The encirclement of the first dark thorns is shrinking step by step, and after last night, the relationship between Glaudorcus and Galen has completely become a thing of the past. So when I woke up this morning, the hangover gangrene woke up, so I opened the window and took a deep breath in the fresh morning air.

With the help of the encirclement established by the Beginning Dark Thorn in these days, Qingjun sat in the car and walked around many laps in a limited range one after another. Galen Foster is well aware that the olfactory sense of beevuls is sensitive and can be called the human radar, so he deliberately weakened and confused the body odor, and tried to go to places with dense crowds and smells when choosing a route.

But people sometimes pay attention to luck, Galen used this way of hiding the world and the sea to support for four hours, seeing that with the addition of Quan Jichi, the situation became more and more chaotic, but when it was close to ten o'clock, he was killed by the gangrene and saw through it on the spot.

The former comrades-in-arms tore their faces and fought, and the two fought from Dongyufang to Beixikou, and finally stopped in a small square with no name.

The fate of the killer is nothing more than this, in this industry where feelings have long become luxury, ornaments and tools, the love and killing of true and false is not new.

The thunderous exchange lasted about twenty minutes, and the speed of both men was extremely fast, and the mercenaries who had been dark and thorny at first could only release cold guns, and after Galen took the opportunity to steal a few deaths and planned to fight with gangrene, they all withdrew to the outer circle to organize and surround them.

Later, the second-order ryuya arrived, and the combined gangrene severely damaged Galen, who was already inferior to the former. The Hidden King Galen erupted at the last moment, and the magnetic field and iron pieces flying in the sky swept through the whole field like a storm, cutting the four peripheral mercenaries who were already dark and thorny into pieces of flesh on the spot.

The second-order Ryuya used the Kunitsuna Oni Prince to swing a knife wheel in front of him and the gangrene, slashing sparks in all directions, and by the time the storm was over, Galen's shadow had long since disappeared from the square that was full of eyes.

Clutching the piercing wound on his chest, Galen forced his way into the crowd, turned three intersections, and went out in a ready-to-wear store. After walking a few streets, I changed my clothes......

The warm winter sun shone obliquely, and the corners of Galen's mouth, who had lost too much blood, turned pale, and his breath was not as stable as usual, but the faint pinprick behind him reminded Galen that his pursuers were chasing after him with great purpose.

Half leaning on the wall panel to relieve the fatigue of his body, the sweat beads on the man's face rolled down the road, interlaced into horizontal and vertical water marks. The muscles in his chest had been sliced open, and his ribs had been broken in three, from a sharp thrust of the second-order streamers.

The wound took on the shape of a valgus burst, and by the time Galen felt the pain, the second-order Ryuya had already collected the knife, jumped two or three meters away, and lay his right hand on the hilt, just about to use the mystery of the knife drawing technique to cut it again.

The left lobe of the lung was cut, and the man knew his body very well, and he was feeling the pulse of his body with his eyes closed - to be honest, such an injury, if it were an ordinary person, would probably have gone to the emergency room.

The situation was not optimistic, and Galen Foster looked resolute, methodically tearing off his coat and wrapping it around his chest. He had been to the supermarket during his escape, so he took a bottle of liquor, unscrewed the lid at the moment, took a sip, and poured the rest on the wound wrapped in the 'bandage'.

The sound of alcohol killing viruses and cells seems to be making a 'zig, zi' sound, and it sounds like a bubble bursting. Galen didn't say a word, the pain seemed to lift him a little, so he packed his things and set off again.

Perhaps it was bad luck or fate, and the man, who had been steady and unhurried all along, had once again encountered the man of the beginning after turning three street corners.

Fortunately, most of this group of people were peripheral mercenaries who had begun to be dark and thorny, but there were two decent killers, also unknown juniors, they were part of the encirclement, and they also existed as eyes and ears, and Galen turned and walked away before they found themselves.

He actually tried to sneak into the house, but there was gangrene, which was tantamount to waiting to be caught in the urn. Once upon a time, when Galen went on a mission, he had gangrene by his side, and what the Hidden King felt was efficiency and convenience. But when freedom really stood on the opposite side of the man, Galen really realized that after being targeted, he couldn't get rid of it, and there was nowhere to escape the entanglement and pain.

As a killer, Galen is highly skilled in stealth, which buys him some more time. Then he crossed the alley, turned left, and on top of the oncoming wall, a red-eyed crow was tilting its head to look at him......

"Quack ......"

Without hesitation, Galen drew his pistol and exploded it neatly, smearing red flesh all over the walls. The man frowned at the undetectable expression, his expression did not have much regret or joy, and in the next second, hundreds of blood-red sparrows flew up from the nearby sycamore, covering half of the sky.

Galen raised his head silently, and the sparrows circled above his head to form a giant eye shape.

At the same time, the shadow of the wise man named Liang Qiu was looming from above......

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Kwon Jichi's underground headquarters on the island.

Liang Qiu Zhizhi was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep. The door of his room was blank, and a candle was glowing next to the thick pile of papers on the desk mountain.