The night is still as dark and quiet as it has been for thousands of years.

Darkness, which obscures a lot of ugliness, is also the best time for an assassination to take place.

Bloody, everywhere.

And tonight's night is eerily quiet, quiet, almost eerie.

In an uninhabited alley, a heavy wheezing sound suddenly sounded.

Heavy and dangerous.

A nightkin stumbled down the alley and heard the wheezing sound.

He walked in to find out.

However, this time he never came out alive.

"I'm sorry, you could have not died. A hoarse voice came from the dark alley, "But you see something you shouldn't see, so, you must die." ”

There was a man, half-leaning against the wall of the alley, dressed in a plain suit so red that it was almost impossible to see the original color, and in his hand, holding a short sword that was dripping blood.

At the man's side, a man dressed in civilian clothes lay down, with a well-made dagger stuck in his chest, blood spreading from under the man's body, and he looked dead.

One move kills.

And looking at the pattern of the short sword inserted in the man's chest, it is not difficult to see that the sword is a pair with the one held in the hand of the man leaning against the wall.

Although the man who fell to the ground was dead, his eyes were wide open, frozen in the extreme horror before death, as if he had seen some extremely terrifying scene.

And that man was the same passerby who walked into the alley earlier to find out!

The heavy wheezing sound subsides slightly, then gradually subsides.

The man who was half-leaning on the wall got up and stood firmly against the wall, looking a little vague in his steps, but his body exuded a monstrous aura that made everyone frightened!

He staggered to his feet, staggered down again, and drew the sword that had been stuck in the dead man.

The cold light flashed, and the two swords were sheathed.

"Cough, cough, cough......" The man suddenly coughed in pain, blood foaming on his lips, shocking.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to see that the blood stains on the man's body are constantly expanding, and it is obvious that those extremely ordinary movements just now caused his wounds to tear again.

"Find a place to hide...... he muttered, leaning against the wall, and moving out of the alley.

Bright blood stains, spreading all the way.

A glimmer of light suddenly appeared, illuminating the man's countenance.

Delicate and cold and arrogant, with a cold temperament that never seems to go away.

That person is the mirror.

At this time, under her willow eyebrows, the deep eyes were still beautiful, but in the depths of her pupils, there was a touch of blood that was so rich that it could hardly be dissolved, filling the entire black pupils.

As bright as a ruby, it is extremely enchanting.

If Bai Yu sees the mirror at this time, then he will understand that the mirror at this time is very murderous.

Kagami wants to kill. Thousands of corpses.

But her situation at this time is very bad.

The true qi is exhausted, not to mention dozens of deep or shallow wounds all over the body, not to mention the fact that he has to pay attention to avoiding the pursuit of the Terran army at all times.

She coughed again.

With a pop, a mouthful of blood spurted from her lips.

The ghosting began to shake in front of her eyes.

She knew she was going to run out of money. If you don't get healed, you probably die.

She gritted her teeth, drew her dagger, and stabbed her palm hard.

"Hmph," he snorted. The mirror held back and didn't make a sound, so as not to be noticed by others.

The heart-rending pain distorted her delicate face, but at the same time, it also made her sober up.

In this situation of life and death, self-harm to keep one's consciousness awake is the most simple, crude and effective way.

"Search!" At that moment, a loud voice came from the alley behind the mirror.

Immediately after, there was the sound of neat footsteps.

"Report to the sir, a dead body has been found!" another voice said.

"The time of death, not exceeding ..... Five minutes!!"

"Follow that bloodstain, chase! That ghost spy is most likely the perpetrator!" the first voice said. It sounds like it's the macho deputy commander.

The mirror looked at his feet, where the bloodstains ended.

The footsteps were getting closer, and Kagami knew she couldn't hide. If this continues, it will be discovered sooner or later.

Found out, but also dead. To go out is to die.

To die, to die decently.

I once remembered that the master said that dying in the mission of assassinating others is the fate of every killer.

Then come on.

Death doesn't seem so scary.

She sighed lightly, and the twin swords that had just been unsheathed were unsheathed again.

"Are you looking for me?"

She walked out and walked head-on to the pair of centaurs, and the fearless smile before dying became the most beautiful scenery in the night sky.

What a familiar scene......

When I was at the Yuehua Inn just now, it seems to be the same, right?

It's just that this time, I escaped, and this time, I was probably going to die.

Before she died, she thought a lot.

There are white feathers, masters, and their sister Kong.

Letting go of White Feather before, do you regret it?

If she hadn't been poisoned, there was a good chance that she would have survived this time.

However, there are still no regrets. After all, it is an old friend who has been friends for decades, and the final betrayal is regarded as his blind eye to the wrong person.

Master, can you see that?

Your apprentice will also die. I never thought I would die so early.

Master, you must not be sad, sister, she is still there, and she is fine in the shadows.

Sister, live.

Live well in the Shadow Gate and write our own legend.

Otherwise, there is nothing to be nostalgic about.

No regrets.

Come on!

The eyes closed in the mirror open at this point.

In her eyes, there is a sense of freedom and determination that she has never had before!

The twin swords flew through her slender fingers, and the blades of the swords broke through the air, emitting a clear sword sound that had never been seen before!

She stepped forward, flying in plain clothes, dancing like a dream butterfly, outlining the most beautiful dream, like a dream.

The two swords are crossed, drawing the most moving traces, exuding the most charming brilliance, dazzling, and dazzling.

That was the strongest blow in Jing Ping's life.

No less than any blow from her sister, she even faintly has a bit of the demeanor of the former shadow master!

This blow was like a dream, and everyone was stunned.

The mirror is full of water, and people are immersed in it. Perhaps, this is the meaning of the mirror codename.

The flying twin swords could no longer withstand such power, and in mid-air, they turned into fragments and danced with the wind, like a goddess scattering flowers, floating around the mirror, which was even more unreal.

Flowers in the mirror, moon in the water, so... Beauty. It's like, a big dream.

Dreams shattered.

Someone blocked the blow.

It's the deputy commander of the pair.

The mirror was no longer able to look at it. Just now, she sent the strongest blow when she had no true qi, and she was already fighting, and she was overdrawing her life.

High in the air, the blood-stained plain clothes fell and fell into the dust.

Are you going to die? She looked at the crowd that was getting closer, in a trance.

"Now you can rest in peace. "That's the voice of the macho deputy commander.

The fist fell.

The sound of liquid hitting the ground sounded tick-tock.

Is it dead? ...... Why doesn't it hurt?

She barely opened her eyes, but saw an incomparably familiar figure.

"White Feather!" Mirror whispered.

The person who was blocking her turned around and smiled slightly, it was Bai Yu.

"It's... I owe.... Mirror ......"

Bai Yu opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but what came out was blood that kept pouring out.

In the mirror, the macho man's fist came out of Bai Yu's abdomen.

"I'm not..."

Didn't I let you go? What are you doing back?

Mirror's mood is extremely complicated at this time.

But this is Bai Yu's character, one thing she believes will do at all costs, even if... Nothing will change.

Bai Yu wanted to say anything to the mirror again, but he couldn't say it anymore.

Her eyes drooped slightly, her body softened, and she fell.

Blood, condensed beneath her, was like a blood-colored flower, guiding the way to the underworld for the dead.

The mirror looked at Bai Yu's sleeping face, and wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything.

She fell asleep and could never wake up again.

Scold.

It's ridiculous, you go to die by yourself, and in the end, others help you stop it.

The mirror smiled miserably, couldn't support it anymore, and fainted.

The macho man watched silently from the sidelines, did not speak, did not disturb this final parting.

"It's... It's a lot of love. He stood there for a long time, sighed, and then lamented, "But you still have to die." ”

What about deep love?

Those who are not of my race will have different hearts.

This is war. There are no personal vendettas, only racial hatred.

Mirror, and Bai Yu represent the ghost race, and he is the human race. This reason alone is enough to kill them.

The macho man stretched out his hand and wanted to send them on the road together.

"Stop. A cold voice belonging to a man came, but it was a different kind of good, low, and magnetic.

A glimmer of light fell, illuminating the man's countenance.

His face is unforgettable.

The white is almost pale, the facial lines are soft and cold, the cold sword eyebrows are slightly raised, and under the long and slightly curled eyelashes, the dark and deep ice eyes reveal an incomprehensible coldness and mystery. The bridge of the nose and the thin lips like a knife reveal the thinness of ignoring everything.

Softness, beauty, handsomeness, and langness are mixed together like a miracle on that face.

In normal times, there must be countless girls who fall for such a man, but the problem is that here, there is only one hunk deputy commander and his men.

And the deputy commander is a man. His men are also men.

"What people!" At this time, a sergeant behind the macho man whispered, "Leave quickly, forget everything you see, and act as if nothing happened!"

"Oh?" said the man, in a slightly provocative tone, as if he had heard something extremely interesting, "General Ben is on his own turf, and he wants to forget everything he sees?"

"Presumptuous!How dare you say anything to the deputy commander...!" the sergeant didn't even notice the man's claim until he was punched hard by the man.

He was still puzzled at first, but after thinking about it, he broke out in a cold sweat!

What did you just do?!

Like, offended the general...

There is only one general in the entire Qingcheng.

"It's my subordinates who can't discipline me, and the general atones for his sins!"

At this time, the macho man had already knelt on the ground with a thud, his voice trembled, and he was about to kowtow to the general.

"Then you go back and discipline well. The man's magnetic voice was faint, and he didn't seem interested in it.

As soon as the macho man's heart was happy, he heard the man say next: "For these two people, please give me an explanation." ”

The two people the man was referring to were the unconscious mirror and the dead white feather.

"I've been ordered to kill these two ghost spies. The macho man hurriedly explained. He did not dare to lie in front of this terrible general.

"Got the order?

"Interesting, really interesting," the man suddenly laughed, but there was no smile in the laughter, only a chill to the bone, "I didn't even know that there was a wanted ghost spy on my territory. ”

The macho man and a group of sergeants knelt on the ground, not daring to speak.

"It seems that there is an inner ghost. Those people, really... Not for a moment. He muttered, "That's... I will leave you behind. ”

The cold light flashed, and blood splattered.

The macho man and the sergeants were all killed in an instant.

"Ghost Clan spies," he didn't look at the corpses of those people, but leaned over, carefully looked at the mirror that still had a faint snort, and muttered to himself, "It's a Terran girl?"

He picked up the mirror, no emotion could be seen on his handsome face, and step by step, he walked out of the dark alley.

Behind him, the macho man and the group of sergeants, along with Bai Yu's body, turned into ashes and annihilated, without the slightest trace.

The moon was shining brightly in the bleak night sky, but at this moment, it was scarlet.

The blood moon was in the sky, shining on Qingcheng, and it seemed to be silently telling the bloody wind and rain of this night.

Volume 1 Finish in the Mortal Dust