Although it is imitating the pickling skills in the big boat, this wave of operation is also perfect.

At this moment, Keisha was very moved, the atmosphere was very good, and there was no doubt that it was an excellent courtship opportunity.

The opportunity was not to be missed, Wren hesitated slightly, put his right hand into his jacket pocket, and took out a beautiful gift box from it.

What was put in it, it goes without saying.

Seeing this, Keisha's body trembled, her eyes were full of nervousness and anticipation, she covered her small mouth with one hand, and her eyes were a little moist.

This moment she had been looking forward to for a long time.

The scene that the public likes to see is about to be staged, and the poor boy once again counterattacked Bai Fumei.

However, before he could make any further moves, Keisha suddenly frowned, her eyes filled with infinite anger, and her snow-white jade fingers clenched.

Feeling the fleeting killing machine in the distance, and the faint sense of prying, Wren's face turned cold.

"It's not in vain that after staying here for a long time, the fish has finally taken the bait." A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself with an indifferent expression.

Looking at his girlfriend with a face full of loss and anger, Wren kissed her on the cheek and said with pity:

"Xiaoyue, I'm sorry, I had to deal with him first."

Keisha bowed slightly, her face seemed to be calm again, but in fact her heart was already free of anger.

"Give him to me!" Her tone was very cold, and she vowed to break the body of the guy who had disturbed her good deeds.

"Okay." Wren thought about it and didn't refuse.

Although it was a game he set up to invite you into the urn, the timing of the other party alarming them was too fatal, and it just interrupted his marriage proposal.

Originally, he wanted to solve the trouble by himself, but his girlfriend's anger needed to be vented, and the famous gun could also cover his breath, and the other party would definitely not think that he had provoked someone.

The enemy in the shadows has not yet appeared, but after this interruption, the two of them have lost their interest just now.

The red sun was setting in the west, and it was getting late, Wren looked up at the red glow that was fading in the sky, took her hand, and left Crescent Bay together.

He deliberately walked towards a tree-lined path, a country road that led out of the city, winding and devoid of pedestrians.

As the navy blue night slowly fell, the bright moonlight poured like mercury, and the shadows of the trees were dappled, and this secluded path with a lot of weeds seemed even more deserted.

After walking out of the grove, the two came to a grassy wilderness, where some insect chirping could be heard from time to time.

Wren looked at Keisha, who was a little sullen, and caressed her pretty face affectionately with both hands:

"Satsuki, don't be angry, it's not worth it for a dying person."

Keisha just nodded, didn't reply, and glanced at the dense grove behind her.

Call~

A cold wind howled through the trees, and the leaves rattled with a mighty current.

The cold air was pervasive, and a layer of snow-white frost condensed on the surface of grass stems, tree trunks, stones, and other things, and the temperature around them dropped sharply.

This is already a bit of a prototype in the field, and the strength of the comer is very strong.

Wren stared intently at the dark woods, his expression was slightly solemn, such a power was at least in the fourth order, even stronger than the werewolf Marquis Brewster.

Airplanes~

With a shudder, a morning star-like glow lit up in his hand, and the aura of the stars spread to the palm of his hand, and a long knife with a cold air was instantly held in his hand.

The Demon Killing Technique worked, and the seventeen points in Wren's body resonated, and when the invisible concussive power was transmitted to the palm of his hand, he immediately swept the sword!

'Soul Blade - String Moon'

With a flash of the sword, the majestic killing machine suddenly rose, and a twenty-zhang long blue knife cut through the night, accompanied by an extremely strong wind, and the weeds and shrubs along the way were all divided into two!

Boom!

The clash of gold and iron sounded, and in the bushes, a palm made of cold iron that emitted a pale glow poked out, pinching the materialized sword.

Cracks appeared on the knife with a click, but the vague figure in the woods did not take the opportunity to rush forward, but quickly jumped backwards.

Bang!

The sword suddenly exploded after the light was extremely bright, sweeping wildly around like a whip, sawdust flying, stems and leaves tumbling, creating deep slash marks.

The "String Moon" style knife technique is upgraded from the original "Ring Blade", and after Wren integrates the concussive power of the rotating tide, even if it is blocked for a while, it does not mean that he can be safe and sound.

This is the supreme inheritance from the conqueror, whether it is swords, guns, clubs, fists and feet, or sword qi fists, you can perform demon-killing strikes.

Where the knife had cut it, the branches of the trees began to misalign under the influence of gravity, falling one by one, splashing countless leaves and dust.

A moment later, rhythmic footsteps sounded in Wren's ears, and not far ahead, a slender figure gradually solidified.

He wears a black tuxedo, his hair is shiny and shiny, and his face wears a slightly hideous clown mask that is painted in various gaudy oil paints.

"Young Master Ackerman, you are stronger than the organization predicted, maybe I won't be able to kill you today."

The tuxedo clown's voice was a little hoarse, giving people a gloomy and cold feeling, and he subconsciously glanced at his cold right palm.

The glove of psionic energy that shimmered on it had cracked, and a wisp of blood slowly seeped out of it, staining his palm red.

He didn't take the knife unharmed just now, which was undoubtedly a bit out of his expectations, he was only one step away from the fourth-order high (Templar level).

Wren showed an inexplicable smile: "I'm a little flustered right now, who are you the Night Clown?" Can you raise your hand and spare my life? ”

Behind him, Kaisha stood in silence for a moment, judging by her revealing aura, she was just a third-order expert-level transcendent.

"Ice ghosts." The eyes under the mask were full of murderous intent, and the tuxedo clown said coldly, "This juncture, you shouldn't kill Matt, if you join us, this matter can be left at that." ”

In the chaos of the Plains, the Night Clown urgently needs to re-establish his network of influence in the area around Diramo City. Thorn Security, Lady Ellie, is their alternative.

Whether it's coercion or inducement, once you choose to join them, don't think about quitting easily, they have a way to control those new members.

Wren also knew this, he tilted his head and grinned, "Then what if I don't join?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere that had just eased up slightly instantly became tense.

The tuxedo clown sneered a few times:

"You're looking for death! You may be able to escape with your strength, but your woman will surely die! ”

"Really? I think you're going to die! Wren scoffed.