I thought I was the strongest killer, and I thought there was no one in the world I couldn't kill, until I met him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The heat is thick. I soaked in the tub and let the medicated hot water soak my body. After being completely drenched by the rain in the middle of the night, bathing is the best option. Outside the window, the rain was still ticking, and I was leaning my back against the edge of the tub, a little distracted.

What are those clusters of light that appear in front of me at the moment when the rain drops? Could it be some kind of immortal treasure? I smiled a little self-deprecatingly, if it was really a treasure of the Immortal Family, how could I choose a person like me with blood on my hands?

I raised my hands and placed them on the surface of the water, and vaguely felt a scarlet hue melt into the hot water. Is that the blood I stained in the palm of my hand? It's weird, I remember not staining my body with blood from my target when I killed someone...... So where do these scarlets come from?

I tilted my head and looked at the dome with the shadows that fluctuated with the candle flame above me, silently thinking. Speaking of which, those clusters of light seem to have entered my body.

I remember...... There were a number of lumps that crashed into each of my arms, one into my eyebrows, one into my right eye, one into my waist, and one into my chest...... Thinking of this, I lowered my eyes slightly, and my gaze touched the two lumps of flesh that were more than half hidden under the water, and I frowned unconsciously.

Why do men think that the bigger these two lumps of flesh on a woman's chest, the better? If it's too big, it will obviously affect the action; It can make the shoulder sore, affecting the accuracy of the attack; And when lurking, it is difficult to grasp the precise center of gravity; It can also be difficult to find the right clothing; And when you shoot, you must not let others see your figure, otherwise it is very likely to be recognized by others with the help of this feature...... It's such a thing, why do those guys like it so much? Man...... What an incomprehensible creature.

Ah? What was I thinking? By the way, a ball of light crashed into my chest. Well, it won't hurt my body, will it? I raised my palm and pressed it to my chest, and was about to feel if there was anything unusual in the flow of blood in my body, when I suddenly heard the sound of coughing.

The voice seemed so close and so clear that I could easily tell it was a man's voice. I stiffened, and the hand that held my chest slowly sank into the hot water. As a top killer, it's really a shame to be quietly sneaked around.

Moreover, once the killer loses the advantage of concealment, it usually means death. Could it be that today I am going to ...... No, no, I don't want to die yet! I quietly grabbed the handle of the dagger that was soaking in the tub with me, ready to strike as he approached me! It's not my style to sit back and wait!

However, what strikes me a little strange is, why did he cough suddenly at this time? And, even if he made a sound, I couldn't feel where he was, as if it was coming from my body.

I frowned, feeling a little confused. What's going on? Why didn't this guy get me? And then...... I heard some pretentious voices from him.

"Uh-huh, ahem, hello, little girl." The guy cleared his throat, trying to show his majesty, and said loudly, "I am the messenger of the old moon, and I have come for your red line marriage. ”

"......" I was silent for a moment, then pinned the dagger to the edge of the steaming tub.

I think I understand why that guy coughed all of a sudden. I lowered my eyes and took another look at the two lumps of flesh, which were half exposed to the surface of the water, and thought they were the ones to blame.

And the guy who came here didn't have any decent murderous aura in his words, at least, not against me. I was a little relaxed. It doesn't seem like this was a murder against me. However, it is not excluded that the guy who came is that kind of person.

No, it's better to say that this guy is already sure that this guy is that kind of person. Is there any other possibility for a strange man who runs to a woman while she is taking a bath than a flower thief?

Although I don't really care about the two lumps of meat on my chest, I really can't tolerate this kind of thing when I am looked at by others!

"Old Moon? Red line marriage? I scoffed, very dismissive. is obviously a flower thief, but he still has to use this high-sounding statement. "However, this guy's ability to conceal his tracks is very strong. Until now, I haven't found out where exactly he is.

"Mining...... Flower thief? The voice seemed to be a little stiff, as if there was some great dissatisfaction with his identity, "No, no, no, I'm not, you seem to have a big misunderstanding of my identity......"

"What's the misunderstanding, you will sneak into someone else's room when someone else is taking a shower, what else can you be if you are not a flower thief?" I tried hard to get him to talk a lot, hoping to get him in the right place and kill him!

"Sneaking in?" He seemed a little sluggish, and after asking a rhetorical question, he fell silent.

"Hey! Are you still there? I boldly turned my head and searched everywhere for his traces. Although he said a lot, I still couldn't determine his location. And I feel like he's really making a voice in my body.

I suddenly thought of the balls of light that had broken into my body, could it be...... Is he one of those light clusters?

"Hello? Are you supposed to be ...... One of those clusters of light, right? I asked in a low voice, and then I heard the guy respond with a little crying, "Well, I am...... Now you believe that I am the messenger of the old moon, right? ”

......I didn't respond, I just hung my head and thought silently.

……

"You say, you've been asleep for tens or hundreds of years, right?" Li Ai bit her fingertips and stared at the girl in Tsing Yi sitting on a white lacquered chair, waiting for her response.

Mo Yin Bao'er nodded, "To be precise, the last time I slept for one hundred and seventeen years and didn't perceive his appearance, I went back to Qingqiu to sleep. ”

"One hundred and seventeen years...... Li Ai pondered for a moment, and then as if he remembered something, he turned and walked towards the kitchen. Then, under the somewhat strange eyes of Moyin Bao'er and Zhang Zhou, he opened the warm cabinet, brought out plates of dishes that were still steaming, and put them on the table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?" She suddenly asked a question that was obviously a bit unrelated, which made Zhang Zhou and Mo Yin Bao'er stunned at the same time.

"It's true that not yet," after a moment's pause, Zhang Zhou hesitated for a moment and nodded in acknowledgement. Then he walked unceremoniously to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down. "So, there's a copy of this, I want it."

"Wait, aren't you thinking about how you can help me learn those things?" Mo Yin Bao'er was a little unhappy, and stretched out her hand to block Li Ai's way.

"Don't worry," Li Ai shook his head and said in a low voice, "I already know what to do." But before that, you can have a meal with us. At that moment, her eyes shone with wisdom, making Mo Yin Bao'er standing in front of her stunned for a moment.

When Moyin Bao'er came back to her senses, Li Ai had already bypassed her and stood in front of the table, holding a rice spoon and filling a small bowl with steaming white rice. She looked at Li Ai, who was busy with a strange expression, pursed the corners of her mouth slightly, walked to the table, sat down in front of a pair of dishes and chopsticks, and quietly waited for the meal time she said.

After sitting in his own position, Li Ai raised his eyes and glanced at Zhang Zhou and Moyin Bao'er. When her eyes flowed to Moyin Bao'er, who was sitting where Midorihime had sit, she was in a trance.

In a trance, she seemed to have returned to half a year ago. At that time, she, Zhang Zhou, and Lu Ji were also like now, sitting around the table, looking at the lights outside the window, and watching thousands of families sleep peacefully...... However, that moment of trance will only last for a moment after all, and the figure reflected in her eyes will finally reveal the appearance of Moyin Bao'er. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "Let's eat, then." "They were of the same beauty, they had dresses of similar colors, and it was no wonder that she was in a trance at that time.

Moyin Bao'er lowered her eyes, picked up her chopsticks a little unaccustomedly, and looked at the steaming food. She was a little puzzled, she noticed that Li Ai looked at her in a trance just now, as if she was looking at another person through her figure.

Who's that? Also, why wasn't she surprised at all when she saw her own existence? Why does it seem like she has a good relationship with this sacrifice? Isn't that guy looking for the soul of a lonely man who has been exiled from the world?

What really happened between her and him? Does it have anything to do with her momentary trance? …… Moyin Bao'er shook her head, freed herself from all kinds of speculation, and buried herself in eating. The most important thing to think about now is how to learn this knowledge and then go to his side. Nothing else, it doesn't matter.

……

"You mean, I've been chosen by the gods? The gods have given me twelve powers to subdue demons in this city? While getting dressed, he asked the guy who called himself the Moon Old Emissary, "And you, the emissary they agreed to send to compensate me." And what compensates for my loss is a marriage that you took action and pulled for me? ”

"That's right." Xiu spit out these two words a little heavily, in order to confirm his identity as the envoy of the old moon, he had to install the other twelve powers as the identity of the gods. At the same time, in order to stabilize the will of this city, she must convince the girl that it is the task given to her by the gods to kill these demons and monsters.

"Compensation?" I shook my head slightly, a little ridiculous. Killing is my old job, what do I need to compensate for?

However, the guy who called himself the old messenger of the moon was unrelenting, and shouted loudly, "Come on, girl, tell me who you love, and I will definitely let you get what you want!" ”