Who is "he" in Lin Jueying's mouth?

I'm afraid that no one knows the Dao, maybe only Lin Jueying knows the Dao himself.

The night was silent.

Tonight's starry sky is vast, tonight's moonlight is beautiful, the moonlight is like water on a long street, the cold wind rises, the slaughter is infinite, the moonlight lengthens the figure of a person, the figure of a sluggish and weak, the figure of a woman.

Fujiwara Mieko's original red "ninja suit" had been burned by the fire and was barely covered, but there were still some places that were exposed, and her slender legs with two white flowers were also jet black, not as white as before, and she walked weakly against the wall of the street.

The wild escape has consumed a lot of Fujiwara Mieko's physical strength, she struggled to breathe, at this time Fujiwara Mieko's face was full of pale, bloodless, her face no longer had the original pink but a sickly weakness, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

The cold wind blew again, sweeping through Fujiwara Mieko's body, making her feel a little cold, and couldn't help but shiver, if she was usually not afraid of such a little cold, but now she is too weak.

However, now that it is the height of summer, where does the cold wind come from?

Suddenly, another cold cold air squeezed into the air around her, and the pores of her whole body contracted because of this cold air, and her heart sank because she knew that this was a murderous aura, and it was a terrible murderous aura.

As soon as the flowers in front of her eyes, a figure flashed in front of Fujiwara Mieko like a ghost, and then Fujiwara Mieko only felt a disgusting fishy smell coming to her nostrils, overwhelming and crazy into her lungs, so that her stomach began to tumble over the river and the sea.

She was a ninja who had killed many people but had never smelled such a thick and fishy smell of blood, as if the stench of a corpse that had been dead for days was mixed with the smell of hot blood that had just been sprayed.

Then she saw a person, a ghost-like person, or rather, this person was no longer human.

His face was already a blur of flesh and blood, and there were still flesh and blood patches on it, several pieces of blood-red and bright red flesh were turned outward, and one eyeball was gone, replaced by a hole like a meat ball, and there was a pale green unknown liquid flowing in it, I don't know if it was pus or blood.

The man had changed beyond recognition, and he didn't recognize him at all.

But there was a smile on the face of such an ugly man, and this smile was full of hideousness and madness, and even a kind of perverted cruelty and excitement.

Yes, excited, this monster-like person is actually excited.

"Ahh Fujiwara Mieko's terrible screams pierced the quiet night, but that was all, because no one cared about this was a wilderness, and even if it wasn't a wilderness, no one would care.

Because this is Seoul, there is always only one nosy person, just like the police on that day.

Fujiwara's face was shrouded in a large, white, withered and somewhat turquoise hand, and then the man pinched Fujiwara Mieko's face close to his bloody face, and then he did something very disgusting.

He stretched out his tongue, which was crimson like a beast, with a sickly excitement on his face, and then took a few bites of his greasy tongue on Fujiwara Mieko's snow-white and delicate neck.

He was like a wild beast tasting the appetizers of prey money.

Then the man pinched Fujiwara's face and dragged her into the alley, Fujiwara Mieko screamed, as miserable as a night owl, but no one cared about her.

Then the alley came the terrible sound of gurgling, the laughter of men, and the screams of women mingled into a frenzied movement.

These voices lasted for a full twenty minutes, and no one knew what had happened in the past twenty minutes, except for the person concerned, of course, at this time, the night was even darker, and the moonlight had been obscured by the black clouds in the night sky.

A woman whose clothes had been completely torn and the key parts were undoubtedly exposed came out of the alley, her eyes full of numbness and dead gray.

She walked the streets, she was naked, she let the wind blow away her shredded garment, the rags dancing in the wind, and she didn't care about anything.

Yes, she doesn't seem to care about anything anymore, including her life, what the hell happened to her? No one knows the way, only she knows the way.

She walked towards the darkness, there was only numbness and strength in her eyes, no one could understand that look, it was a look full of contradictions

When the first rays of dawn pierced the dark night sky, bringing the first rays of light to the world.

Tang Feng was stimulated by the white light, and opened his eyes with all his might, he finally woke up, he felt that his head hurt, and then he shook his head vigorously before he remembered that he was knocked unconscious by Lin Jueying, as for why Lin Jueying stunned him? He really didn't know the way, and he didn't want to know the way.

Regarding everything Tang Feng asked Lin Jueying, Lin Jieying actually didn't answer, which made Tang Feng feel a little disappointed, but he was still very grateful to Lin Jieying in his heart, because it was Lin Jieying who saved him.

Similarly, the appearance of Lin Jueying also made Tang Feng feel that things had become a little strange since he was a child, about his father's whereabouts, his relationship with Lin Jueying, and so on, Tang Feng really couldn't figure it out.

Who is Lin Jueying? What is the reason for his father's incognito and disappearance?

Tang Feng couldn't figure it out, and was full of doubts, but he knew that his father was definitely an extraordinary person, because Lin Jueying's martial arts were already so high, so his father's martial arts would definitely not be low.

Just as Tang Feng remembered, he felt a white handkerchief pressed under him.

There are also some words with a classical flavor written on the handkerchief: Child, don't live up to the parting knife and blood jade in your hand, and don't live up to your own martial arts, because that is your responsibility and mission. - Aunt Lin's blood jade and the parting knife?

Tang Feng looked at these two things and felt that he really couldn't see anything special, he only had one feeling about the parting knife, that is, it was very handy, very in line with his heart, and it could give full play to his combat power for twelve or even fifteen points.

Liability? Mission?

Tang Feng never knew what these things were, he knew that Lu Dao was to do whatever he wanted, with a pure heart and then follow this heart, he did his own thing, killed people when he was angry, and talked and laughed about life and death.

Not like a ridiculous fate to succumb, not like a ridiculous person to succumb, that's all.

Tang Feng stood up easily, he moved his muscles and bones and found that there was no pain, he felt that his body was very relaxed, it seemed that the injury had been completely healed, of course, there was still some pain in the lungs, but Tang Feng, who was good at medical skills, knew that he was really fine.

He sighed in his heart at the magic of Lin Jueying's medicine, and at the same time, he was also grateful to Lin Jueying, and at the same time, he felt that Lin Jieying was becoming more and more mysterious.

This kind of medicine is not available to ordinary people at all, this kind of medicine is already a panacea, and it will take at least several years or even more than ten years to configure.

The only thing Tang Feng wanted to do now was to go back to the headquarters to see the losses this time, and he was worried about Zhao Fei and Lin Kai, this time the enemy was menacing, and his side had almost been wiped out, so would Zhao Fei and their lives be in danger?

In Tang Feng's heart, after many life-and-death battles, he already had a strong relationship with Zhao Fei, Lin Kai, Shen Song, Qiu Sheng, and even the group of people on the left hand.

Sometimes the feelings between friends may be a kind of mutual appreciation, such as Tang Feng and Left Hand, they have a sense of heroes cherishing heroes, and Tang Feng and Zhao Fei also felt this way at the beginning.

And thinking about this killing game carefully, Tang Feng found that the enemy's nose seemed to be too sensitive, as if he had known it in advance, and he couldn't help but have a thought: Since we can stuff an undercover agent in the enemy's camp, why can't the Seven Stars Gang stuff one in the butterfly?