"May God bless you, beautiful young lady. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The beggar thanked him hoarsely, carefully tore the wrapping paper of the bread, and chewed it in small bites.

"And whatever, sir." Bing Qingcheng was very disgusted with the word god in her heart, and couldn't help but sigh, "If there is a god, she will not bless me." She put down another loaf of bread and walked away.

In this gloomy corner, the beggar with the broken leg stopped chewing, and deeper in the alley, a small "whining woo" sounded, and a very small white dog ran out. The puppy, with its white fluff stained with some dust, wagged its tail and leaned over to the beggar, looking at him with round eyes.

The beggar carried the second loaf of bread in his arms, and the warm scent reminded him of some not-so-distant memories, shoddy dry bread and steaming soup, weapons that could never be cleaned, and a bed full of blood and the smell of sweat. He broke off a small piece of bread and put it in the palm of his hand, and the puppy swallowed the bread with a wagging tail, and then continued to raise his head and look at the food with his eyes open......

At a trot, Ice Orange quickly returned to the small forest in front of the gate of Viktoria Fort.

At the entrance to the forest path, a short figure stood quietly, carrying a dim lantern in his hand.

"Naiath." Bing Qingcheng exclaimed, "You're standing here like this? I thought you had gone back. ”

Nayas took a few steps forward, stepped forward and took Bing Qingcheng's hand, looked at the lamp in his hand and said, "You said that this is the first time you have left Viktoriaburg, and the road in the forest is very dark at night, so I am worried that you will not be able to walk." ”

"So you've been waiting for me here." Ice Orange and Nayas walked into the woods hand in hand, "Thank you so much." ”

The two walked in for a few minutes, and suddenly Nayas said, "One lantern is not very bright, I remember I also have a flashlight, can you help me get some lanterns?" ”

Bing Qingcheng smiled, in the dark night, there was no moon in the sky, the corners of his mouth were hooked, he couldn't suppress the exposed teeth, and the sharp white light flashed.

"Of course." Bing Qingcheng said, stretching out his left hand, which was not being held, to pick up the lantern.

Will it really go so well? Nayas couldn't help but think that there was a mechanism in the horizontal grip of the lantern, as long as the tip of the rod was pointed at the heart of the ice blue orange at close range, and the mechanism was pressed, a sharp steel needle would be inserted into the heart.

The light source moved over, illuminating Ice Orange's face. Nayas felt the force of her left arm lift her wrist against the joint, and she slammed her shoulder into her collarbone, throwing her out in a wrestling manner.

The sharp sound of the wind breaking through the clothes came from behind him, and Bing Qingcheng slapped the lantern with his right hand, and when he withdrew his hand, he pulled out the pistol, threw Nayas out of his legs, and turned around and shot.

In the fleeting glimmer of gunfire, Bing Qingcheng saw clearly the girl who had fallen in front of her in an instant.

Her flaxen hair shimmered with a faint golden hue, her face pale with horror, blood splashed on her thin body, and she shook a few times, making short, inexplicable noises in her throat.

Ice Blue Orange lowered her body violently, the blade that slashed from behind her grazed the hair on the top of her head, and her legs swept across the ground and kicked the side of the opponent's calf.

The ankle was grabbed violently, and there was still a person lying on the ground, although Bing Qingcheng deliberately let Naias's head hit the ground a few seconds ago, but as expected, she did not lose consciousness immediately, Naias grabbed Bing Qingcheng's ankle tightly, affecting her activities.

The knife slashed down from top to bottom, and Bing Qingcheng grabbed a dagger that he didn't have time to pull out, and the blade got stuck in the gap between the dagger scabbard. This dagger was the one that was custom-made for Ice Green Orange, and it was placed on Naiath's body, and Ice Green Orange just grabbed it out of Naiath's body.

Iron Bull's reaction was quick, he didn't look like he only had brute force like he looked like, and he used his limbs if he couldn't use his weapon, he raised his leg and kicked at Bing Qingcheng's heart.

But it's too late, and even a momentary hesitation and pause is a chance to give Bing Qingcheng a chance.

The crispness of the firing pin, the smell of gunpowder from the primer collision, the ejection of bullet casings, the dull sound of entering the flesh, he never had a chance to come into contact with the hairs of the icy orange.

This is a one-sided slaughter, two rookies with a weapon like a dagger to assassinate a master with a weapon, the way to defeat is inevitable, and the speed of death is faster than imagined.

The sound of gunfire spread far away, and people thought that someone had fired four shots in a row in the woods.

"Naiath, don't hold on, you've failed." Bing Qingcheng said coldly.

The smell of blood, masked by gunpowder, rolled her eyes, and her former companion lay beside her, one on one side. Even if you didn't like them anymore, but just died? We were talking together just now.

Nayas fainted.

Qingyue's applause rang out. There was also a man in this forest, a guy who watched the whole farce.

The man, the man who had directed the tragedy, jumped up from the branch and smiled and applauded as if he had watched a wonderful play.

"Why?" Ice Blue Orange's voice was extremely cold, she had to use this voice like Ice Sea Ice, otherwise when she spoke to Naiath, she couldn't help but roar out like a volcano.

"Why? Why? Minver Victoria, you scumbag! ”

The roar of the forest frightened countless birds, and these innocent birds woke up from their sleep in panic, screaming in panic, flapping their wings, and fluttering.

"You know it, you know that they can't be the other party! Why do you call them to kill me? ”

The white trench coat was spotless, there was no moon in the sky, and the useless starlight could not penetrate the branches of the cold autumn. But this man, his whole body has a fluorescence from within.

Bing Qingcheng saw it very clearly, and there was a flirtatious smile on Mingfu's face.

"Oh, look at you, you've scared the birds' nests." Mingfu's tone was calm, slightly reproachful, as if the eldest brother was blaming the junior, and you knocked over the trash can again.

A bird's nest was upside down on the ground, and Mingfu carefully turned the nest over, and a fledgling bird chirped.

"Fortunately, the dead grass on the ground is very thick, so I didn't fall and hurt myself." Ming Fu's slender fingers, like a fragile rare treasure, carefully held the bird in the palm of his hand to check if it was injured.

Bing Qingcheng didn't speak, and looked at Ming Fu quietly.

"Don't worry, right? Big brother will send you home right away. Mingfu was as gentle as a spring breeze, but his movements were gentler than catkins, and he gently carried the bird back to the nest, then picked up the nest, slowly climbed up a tree, and placed the nest on the branch.