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Toei has a history of 100 years and is a magnificent and solemn castle tower. I have been waiting for a concert with a natural voice, a pure voice, and Angel, a messenger of peace.

On the stage, the lush canopy of trees is intertwined, overlapping with verdant leaves, and some green branches cling to and drooping, blooming small flowers with dewdrops. In the meantime, the wind blows, swaying, dreamy and blurry, like the mysterious primeval forest of the magic world, natural and simple, creating a deep feeling of yearning for the heart and tranquility and far-reaching.

In front of the stage, the orchestra and players each hold different instruments to check and debug. The gray-haired conductor, in a black tuxedo, tall as a pine, holding a baton, flipped through the score and made final preparations.

Behind the symphony orchestra, the auditorium was empty, and a large black oppressive human head was seen in the distance. All hold their breath and wait for the exciting moment. In the VIP seats in the front row, handsome men and beautiful women, with clouds and fragrant sideburns.

Wang Yong sat at the core of the best perspective at first, Ouyang Feifei and Qin Wanrou were on both sides, but they didn't expect Cai Muyun, Su Wuyue, and Fang Weiwei to come. Cai Muyun is a friendly person sent by the government to support the peace concert, and her daughter Su Wuyue must have followed the kraft candy. Fang Weiwei was discussing corporate cooperation with Fujiwara Co., Ltd., and was also invited.

"Lao Wang asked Secretary Cai to sit." Ouyang Feifei pushed Wang Yong down from his position and let Cai Muyun sit down. In the name of beauty, the leaders of the government will definitely give way when they come. Cai Muyun's eyes were on fire, he glanced at Wang Yong meaningfully, and sat down without hesitation.

Wang Yong knew that he hadn't had a heart-to-heart with Secretary Cai for a long time, so he touched his nose and stood up obediently. I want to sit on the other side of Ouyang Feifei. Fang Weiwei looked at Wang Yong aggrievedly, as if she was accusing Wang Yong, and she didn't call her when she traveled to Dongying, and seemed to forget her.

Wang Yong felt guilty and gave up his position to please him. Fang Weiwei sat down straightforwardly, reported to Ouyang Feifei about her work, and ignored Wang Yong.

I want to sit on Qin Wanrou's side. Su Wuyue shook the notebook and said with a treacherous smile: "Uncle Wang Yong, now my hacking skills are comparable to Master Tony." Wang Yong sat down and his butt was not yet hot, so he hurriedly stood up. If you offend this little girl, your private life will be gone. It's really difficult to raise only villains and little women.

Wang Yong sighed, and was directly ignored, status. Where are you? Looking at the starlight shining in the night, his mind turned, his expression was clear, and there were still more than ten minutes before the opening time, so he turned around and said to the girls to go to the bathroom, and walked away directly.

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Night crept down on the castle tower. Wandering endlessly, just put on a cold, ghost-like mist, quietly, gradually, and unconsciously enveloped the dark and absurd forest.

It is dark, there is no moon in the sky, and there are few cold days, although it is an island country. But it's still the cold season that can't stop the infiltration.

Outside, Cheng dù has not yet reached the five fingers of his hand, but the shade of the forest is blurry here, and the thick and thin cedar trees are like ghosts, seducing the light forward.

The shadow of a trance appears from time to time. The castle tower is located here, like a pearl in a thousand dusts, and the forest is its back.

Crucially, this is where the security system is most inadequate. Ordinary patrols would never have thought of this, so a blurry black shadow stretched out a large calloused hand, and finally put a flashing red light timer on it after a closer look, which was a time bomb.

"Looks like you're not giving up." The voice was light and delicate, and the darkness was particularly ethereal, fluctuating, shaking the ink-like stagnant time.

The hand just pressed. Before it was fully attached, the hand that seemed to be able to twist the steel lightly shook suddenly.

This beautiful female voice was really cold, familiar and cold, and his heart was terrifying. It seemed darker and colder.

The words "Ilibesa" did not dissipate in the darkness as soon as they came out, like the former, and disappeared as if they had never appeared, but because they were said word by word with the strength of gritting their teeth and mobilizing the strength of their whole body, so the air is still full of this smell.

Needham turned his head suddenly, his originally gloomy eyes were slightly lowered on his head, and he looked at Ilibeta in front of him, revealing a lot of the whites of his eyes, as if the black and cold white of the entire forest were condensed inside, looking like a vulture.

His hand had already grasped the cross spike silently, and although he knew that such a small gesture could not hide from her at all, he asked himself how much worse the other party was. Needham thinks that after learning from the experience of the last time, he just needs to be careful.

In fact, he himself knew that this meeting, the battle was inevitable, he could see Elisa wearing a black power suit and a black trench coat outside, and naturally she could see him clearly.

"What I've said seems to be the wind in my ears, Needham." This should have been a question anyway, but the light spat out from the innermost part of Illabesa was really just a statement like the wind, but the last three words were as cold as a big hand, slamming Needham's heart.

"Betray the organization, die, don't think I don't know what you're doing, you've betrayed the dark god Ackerman." To put it bluntly, Needham still didn't make a move, he still had a little hope, after all, he was one of the black judges, and he was his own person no matter what he said.

"Hmph." Illabesa snorted, and the last glimmer of Needham's fire went out along with the last spotlight in the castle tower.

He knew that what he had promised to Elisa was now a reversal, and she followed him until the last moment before making a sound, and the consequences were already obvious.

The cold wind blows, and the dead leaves fall into the sand. Suddenly, Needham's figure vanished, and when he said goodbye, he appeared in front of Elisa with lightning speed, and the only point of cold light under the night was only less than an inch from his white and tender neck, and the creeping mist then suddenly burst into a breathtaking chaos, and the demon danced—in an instant!

The night is darker.

Elisa's heart sank.

It's never-ending.

Her feet jerked to the ground, and her whole person suddenly exerted force, and just when she jumped up, Needham only felt a huge force coming from her chest. Like a poor wave crashing on the shore, the whole person's body flew backwards uncontrollably, and in his eyes was the slender and murderous figure of Elibana who resolutely jumped up, his legs kicked the trunk of the tree, and the white soft pancreas seemed to be scattered with moonlight, cold cut muscles, and slashed straight at his throat.

Before the person arrived, he felt a trace of coolness on his neck, and he condensed for a long time, so terrifying and cold.

Needham's heart sank, and the murderous intent in his eyes did not retreat, but was prosperous.

Kill with one palm, destroy the withering and decaying, cut the iron, in an instant, invincible!

With a plan in his heart, he grabbed the trunk of the tree to stop his steps, exerted force in his hand, and his body turned, and the bark and trunk were torn off in large pieces.

"Tom." As soon as he turned away, the hand followed, and when it approached, it turned into a fist, and the already somewhat broken trunk made a more crisp muffled sound.

"Kara", a tree is full of hugs, and it is refreshingly disconnected from the middle!

Short, bowed, without any hesitation.

Sell.

The Needham Cross spikes struck Illabesa straight into the heart.

"Hmph." There was a humming sound in his ears, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

Ignoring the spikes, Elisa threw a knee that sent Needham into the air and leaped into the air.

One-legged slash!

Needham is like an autumn leaf, just floating, falling immediately, slamming heavily on the ground, scattering the cold fog on the ground, and the startled white is churning for a while.

Rolling on the ground, regardless of the injuries on his body, years of blood and fire, he successfully dodged the kick next.

High heels may be an obstacle for killers, but for the former like Illabesa, as long as they can be used, even a branch is a deadly weapon, except for the three-inch heel that goes deep into the gravel soil, the entire shoe print alone is more than a foot into the soil!

Needham leaned against the tree and was about to stand up, but there was another biting wind in front of the door, and he hurriedly ducked again.

"Wow." The cedar tree that one person hugged was directly disconnected, and the initiator was the high heel.

Although he looked miserable, his body was wolf-shaped, his clothes were torn everywhere, and his hair was messy, but his eyes were not flustered, and he knew that the day the panic began, when he threw himself into the arms of death.

Sure enough, he seized the opportunity again, and threw the crossspike in his hand as a feint, and Illabesa turned a side face to dodge his attack. At that moment, he flew up, punched hard, and used all his strength to fight for eight points, hitting Illabaza.

Elisa just flashed her head sideways and screamed, and the whole person flew out sideways.

However, it's not over yet.

Illabesa is not finished.

Grabbing it with his hand, wrapping it around the trunk, the man was like a wheel, shaking off all inertia, and stomping on the trunk with the remaining strength, and the tree cracked in the middle. As soon as the sound of shattering arrived, the man was in front of Needham at the same time, almost face to face, and she could feel the air around him in an instant, and then there was no chance to exhale.

"Bang!"

Isabella kicked out, and the black half-moon in the air was afterimaged, and a fallen leaf happened to touch.

Needham felt the ground shake, and the whole person flew out again, breaking several trees in a row before he could stop.

Before it landed, a leaf flew away, turned into two halves, and reached the ground, shattering one after another.

The internal organs seemed to have become a paste, he hadn't felt this feeling for many years, his throat was fishy and sweet, his back was wet and sticky, and an earthworm was crawling on his forehead, so itchy, but his head was so dizzy.

He tried to lift his eyelids as if he had felt this way for the first time a long, long time ago, but he couldn't do it now.

That's the gap.

The figure came, cold and slender, and suddenly, he was tired of all of them.

He knew that death was really not far off.

"If I can spare you once, I will be able to kill you once." There was a cold and clear voice of Elibeta in his ears, although the sound of the wind was blurred, and his eyes were even darker, but the voice seemed to be visible, and it reached the bones, and the coldness reached the soul.

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