The call was naturally from Liu Ling.

For this woman, Qin Feng had more than just guilt in his heart. She has endured too much for herself, and Qin Feng has no reason not to be good to her, not to be good to her wholeheartedly.

Qianxue Xunxiang looked at him like a big boy in love, and she was a little envious in her heart.

Every woman hopes that the man she is destined to be good to herself wholeheartedly, this is just the most ordinary and rare thing that a woman expects in love, but it is already a great fate to meet her destined other half among all living beings, and the woman on the other end of the phone must be the luckiest girl in the world.

Qianxue Xunxiang thought so.

"The plan has been initially deployed." Liu Ling's voice was a little lazy, she was very tired until now, lying on the soft bed, the iron-blooded majesty gradually dissipated, more like a wife waiting for her husband to come home thousands of miles away: "Now the whole of Asia is not part of Asia is full of chess pieces. ”

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Only me?" ”

"Not bad." Liu Ling said softly: "I think you should speed up." ”

Qin Feng thought for a moment and said, "Okay, you rest early, I have some things to deal with." ”

"Be careful."

Liu Ling knew what Qin Feng's mouth was dealing with, such a good night, either dealing with a few girls or dealing with enemies, but the probability of the latter should be greater, after all, Qin Feng's environment at this time was not optimistic, and she also knew that the probability of the former being saved was not low, but she was a smart woman who knew how to let herself sleep well at night.

Hung up the phone.

Qin Feng put away his mobile phone, looked at the four people in front of him with a smile, and said, "I surprisingly don't want to kill people." ”

The four of them were slightly stunned.

In fact, before Qin Feng answered the phone, they had already understood that the combined force of the four people was by no means Qin Feng's opponent, they could refine the killing intent to every cell in the body, and the person in front of them was probably one of the few tens of thousands of people in the underground world, who could kill 10,000 people and still live well, this person must be unimaginably powerful.

But instead of putting away their weapons, the four men took a step forward, and one of them said in a deep voice, "We have been ordered to take your head." ”

Qin Feng touched the back of his head and said, "The night ninjas of the Meiji Shrine are really loyal, knowing that they are here to give me heads, but they dare to come without knowing whether they are alive or dead, it seems that you are either stupid or stupid." ”

"If we don't kill Your Excellency, we will die sooner or later." The man said coldly.

Qin Feng smiled and said, "It seems that your assessment of my strength is not complete, and the four of you are just acting as cannon fodder to improve my true combat strength in your eyes." ”

"Your Excellency is right."

Qin Feng laughed again, this time laughing very strangely: "It's just that the night department is inevitably underestimating me, and sending the four of you to find out my true combat strength?" It's not that I look down on you, it's that you underestimate me. ”

said.

The four of them were shocked to find that Qin Feng's figure suddenly appeared in bursts of flickering, under this distorted moonlight, he didn't know how many times he moved, but it was only a blink of an eye, their pupils suddenly constricted, because they saw Qin Feng didn't know how to appear silently less than half a meter in front of him!

On the guy in front of him, there is constantly exuding a faint dark death aura, these breaths are very strong, so thick that the god of death who never shows up can't help the temptation of this breath, many people have no fear of death, but Qin Feng has always thought that they are farting, because anyone is full of fear of the unknown, and death is always unpredictable in all lives, because it is only once.

At this time, Qin Feng perfectly interpreted the fear of death.

Those dead qi continued to penetrate into the pores of the four people, destroying the powerful willpower that they were proud of, and immediately entrenched in every corner of their bodies, causing tremors and a desire to survive.

Don't know when.

The four of them were drenched in sweat all over their bodies, beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept sliding down, the four of them swallowed their saliva in unison, the realistic picture became tortuous and bizarre, Qin Feng and Qianxue Xunxiang in front of them were constantly twisting, they clenched their teeth, but their hands trembled more and more, and the blade in their hands did not know when it fell to the ground.

The crisp sound of a clanging bell was heard, and they suddenly woke up.

It's still that silent grove, the moonlight is still soft, and the breeze is still intoxicating.

Empty, unmanned.

Qin Feng and Qianxue Xunxiang didn't know where they were going for a long time, they looked at each other, and they all saw the horror in each other's eyes.

They have undergone countless trainings and faced death again and again, but they have never been like today, the feeling of death seems to be constantly devouring every cell, and they can only watch, watch the god of death put the sickle on their neck, they call it the sickle, but they find that at the moment when death really comes, they are so ridiculous and small.

"Who the hell is he?"

The trembling in the hearts of the four was irrepressible.

They never thought that life was so good, but now they like to live more than anyone else, and they don't want to try that feeling of constantly devouring life force.

The four of them stood there for a long time.

Speechless.

When they wanted to leave, a faint sigh suddenly came, and the four of them were shocked, but they couldn't gather all their spirits, because their spirits had been almost exhausted before, and they were so tired that they didn't even want to pick up the weapons in the ground to defend themselves.

Appearing in front of them was a gorgeously dressed man.

Gorgeous and dreamy, his appearance is very handsome, his skin is so white that girls will be jealous, and his eyes are like stars in the sky, bright and transparent.

It is a mysterious eye, like the most magnificent color of the universe.

However, the more beautiful it is, the deadliest it is.

The gorgeous man's slender fingers danced like butterflies, as if he were playing a beautiful piano music, a silent piano music, which was the coming of death.

The eyes of the four people became more and more blurred, they continued to indulge in the butterfly-like fingers, and their minds began to rotate with the jumping of the fingers, their faces had no fortitude, only a piece of peace, and the peace was terrifying, and at the same time picked up the weapons underground, and the eyes of the four people did not know when they began to yearn again and again.

The yearning for the last beat of that finger beat.

The silent music turned into notes, constantly drifting into their minds, appearing in their eyes, and as the finger dance slowly ended, the weapons in their hands entered their hearts at some point.

There is nothing to foreshadow and nothing to defend against.

It just entered the heart so naturally, there was no bloody fear, no shroud of death, everything was so plain, natural and peaceful, like the final curtain of every piece of music, the blood splashing in their hearts was no longer so dazzling, on the contrary, it seemed to be endowed with some kind of mysterious magic, becoming vivid, like flowers to celebrate this perfect ending.

All four fell at the same time.

There is no fear of death.

The gorgeous man stepped forward, his star-like eyes swept over the four of them, and a perfect smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

When murder is given a magically ornate means, then killing becomes an act of art.

Whether in terms of clothing or appearance, this gorgeous man is obviously a person who pursues perfect art, he likes art, and he also likes to kill, so he can only combine killing with art.

"Night Spirit King, Night Spirit King, others say that you are a master of hypnosis, but I want you to see how you died in front of me."

Obviously.

A man who has brought his art to perfection has enough confidence in himself, otherwise anyone who knows Qin Feng would not have the audacity to say that he dared to kill him, this kind of proposition is understood by anyone in the underground world, no one can kill the Night Spirit King.

No matter what the situation, Qin Feng can always exert his strength beyond the combat power he knows.

Therefore, Qin Feng is constantly refreshing his limits, and the experience of crawling out of the abyss of hell again and again has also made everyone understand and numb that the Night Spirit King has no limit, he is almost immortal.

But the gorgeous man was extremely confident in killing Qin Feng.

Because he has a skill that is beyond ordinary people, this ability gives him enough confidence to solve Qin Feng's big trouble.

In fact, this skill has allowed him to kill many people who cannot be killed more than once, killing Qin Feng, he is looking forward to it, he has even planned to let Qin Feng enjoy the highest standard of death he can enjoy.

"Do you kill people often?"

Qianxue Xunxiang finally asked this question, she expected Qin Feng to say that he didn't.

But Qin Feng wouldn't tell such an obvious lie, so he still said, "Kill often." ”

"You like it?"

"No one is born with a penchant for killing, people are inherently good, who is born a murderer?" Qin Feng laughed self-deprecatingly, and then said: "It's just that I discovered it when I was growing up, and it's not difficult to kill people." ”

Chiyuki was silent.

"I don't want to break your beautiful worldview, but your experience should tell you that this world is crippled after all." Qin Feng Dao.

"I just wanted to do something on my own."

"Don't you think it's extremely unlikely?" Qin Feng couldn't help but say, "Really do what you want to do?" Anyone who has been able to do this is undoubtedly lucky, but I never believed that I was lucky. ”

This was not self-deprecation, Qin Feng didn't have any feelings about it anymore.

Ten years ago, his parents died in front of him, and he didn't know how he survived. He also knew that from that moment on, there would be no luck in his world.