A man leaned on the roof of the house and watched the last light go out in the courtyard four hundred meters away.

It is mid to late May, when the weather gets hotter, and the temperature of the city near the sea is not much different from that of the day and night because of the specific heat capacity of the sea, and the evening breeze blows on the person wearing the mask of Prajna, which is slightly cool, but it makes people feel refreshed.

"This mercenary group is not strong?"

There are nine people in the notebook in his hand, and their strength is only two large star clusters and one small star cluster at the highest, such strength is a very simple existence for him. But he has never understood that the rumored horror existence in the mercenary world is this kid who has no marker strength?

After a few careful glances, it was clear from the voice that the person was male, and the age could not be heard.

"But a million world coins, don't be in vain. Louis Qiangman's kid is really a loser, I don't know how much he can do, since he still wants to kill the second-generation mercenary group, he thinks it's a lot of money?"

The man spoke inexplicably, obviously ready to do it, but the sentences were full of disdain.

"Then what are you doing here?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, and the man hurriedly turned around, urging his star god at the same time. The purple star god is triangular in shape, and when it shines, it emits light as if it can make people invisible. His right hand reached under his jawbone, and as he turned, he unleashed an invisible wave of qi that roared like a violent wind.

The hair on his forehead rose violently when the invisible wave of qi rushed in, and the light in his left eye made the moon and star behind the clouds suddenly bright. The man suddenly felt that the moon had become the exclusive object of the person in front of him, and it appeared quietly behind him, as if adding to his brilliance. The flash of light made the man wearing the purple prajna stunned for a while.

The transparent moonlight illuminated the surroundings, and although the purple Prajna mask was not damaged, the faces underneath it could not help but sweat.

"Wraiths. ”

With a snort, the light of the first star god burned like firewood, and the lilac aura everywhere collided with the moonlight. The wind was blowing in the city, and many people were woken up, but they simply closed the windows and then muttered a few words and threw themselves into the warm bed. It's windy, and if you don't cover the quilt, you'll catch a cold.

Qian Ling and the man in the Prajna mask looked at each other like desperate enemies.

"It's not great to have money, but I need it. ”

"Good excuse. ”

"Excuses?"

The man said, carefully putting away his breath.

"My name is Huotu, and you are from the Red Shield Mercenary Regiment...... Poor?"

"Hmm!"

Nodding coldly, Qian Ling slowly stepped forward, and Huotu had no choice but to retreat to the roof of another building, and their eyes were as vicious as owls only one street away.

"If you're here to kill people today, I advise you to forget it. ”

"Is it because of you?"

The one-meter-seventy-six fire earth stood on the roof, and the black power suit showed off his well-proportioned figure. With a grip on the palm of his hand, the power of the star god drove a little purple light. The purple is like the outstretched hand of the ghost, it beckons to the fire and earth, and when it holds its hand, the purple light turns into a rib and appears in his hand.

"What? You think I'm not strong enough?"

"Looking at the information, you are a clansman illuminated by the sun, and judging from your breath, your strength is around the fifth-order spirit beast?"

"You can summon one star god and two large star clusters!"

Qian Ling silently said the strength of the fire and earth.

Since you can really see through my strength, I have some skills. When the fire and earth were muttering to themselves, Poor Ling said:

"Our strength is about the same, but I am confident enough to defeat you in ten moves. ”

"Don't think that you can fart with Lao Tzu here if you have the physique of a divine beast, Lao Tzu and I are not easy to mess with. ”

Huotu has been wearing Prajna, so that Qian Ling can't see his face clearly, but his voice is the same as that of Qi Ling now, and he knows that he is extremely cautious when he thinks about it.

The two fell silent at the same time, if you equate their strength to convert, they do have the same strength, but the poor Chaos Qi can definitely give him the upper hand, and ordinary swords will not work against him, considering this, his strength is still very strong. Fire and earth are not stupid, although they have never fought with the gods, but the legendary characters can never say that they will fight, if they are too reckless, they will definitely suffer.

He never fights battles that he doesn't have a chance of winning!

"Are you coming?"

Qian Ling walked forward coldly, his face was as clear as the moon, it was not the first time he had seen this kind of thing, all the people who attacked him wanted to do it at night. When darkness and silence merge, when countless people sleep peacefully, those who have a conspiracy will show their heads. They are the stalkers of the night, coming from the darkness and heading towards darker places.

Poor Ling will not be timid in front of humans, his arrogant steps are like a catwalk, and everyone in the audience will applaud his steps. Relaxed and casual, but with domineering confidence on the side, he took steps without hesitation, and he was not surprised by the god of Prajna who held the purple ribs.

Prajna means wisdom in the eyes of the Buddha, but now the prajna of fire and earth refers to the kind of evil ghost that eats people.

"Forget it!"

With his hands spread, the dagger on his palm suddenly dispersed, and Huo Tu's tone suddenly relaxed a lot, he sat cross-legged on the ground and beckoned to Qian Ling.

"Lao Tzu has no bad intentions, come and chat with me?"

Qian Ling frowned, did not walk over, the width of the street was like a chasm, Qian Ling's straight body stood in the corner of the roof, and the moon on the side set off him as the moon god.

"Forget it, not interested. ”

"Ah~ Louis Qiangmo thinks that you have made them lose people, so he will keep looking for you to find fault. ”

Qi Ling didn't speak, the mask of Prajna on Huo Tu's face moved a little, glanced at him and said:

"What a cold man. I might as well tell you, I'm not from Louie's family, I'm just a ranger, and I'm going to take on this job when I'm short of money lately.

A pair of pupils in Prajna were flashing, and the pupils of Qian Ling's side face were condensed, and the mysterious aura was like an impact released from the depths of the soul. A hand was in front of his face, and Fire Earth let out a sinister smile.

"Looks like you've got a big temper?"

"Tenderness and joy are not reserved for people like you. ”

After Qi Ling finished speaking, his body disappeared in place, and he closed his eyes while sitting in the courtyard, no matter what kind of breath he was around, he could feel it. He never sleeps, so he is the patron saint of the night, and his companions behind him are sleeping peacefully, and he doesn't want anyone to disturb them.

"Ah~"

He didn't know what kind of existence it was, and his voice often hovered between men and women, before a hard man, but now a woman, and she was laughing, laughing from the bottom of her heart like a fingernail scraping a wooden plank.

"I smell the dying man~"

Huotu looked into a room, and took a few steps forward like a wild beast to its prey, and lay on the eaves of the roof.

"There's another one who is going to the underworld. ”

The purple Prajna mask had raised cheekbones and a large grin, as if smiling, but the suppressed brow and the whole weird style were like a real ghost!

"It's a pity I've already been. ”

The ribs in his hand pierced his arm, and the only blood flowed out, and he didn't cry out in pain.

The body takes the form of a wraith and appears in a room in Arthur's City.

"Your Excellency, are you back?"

"Hmm!"

This man was not Louis Qiangmo, at most he was a small henchman, and he carried a bag of money and asked:

"Did you get it?"

"No, I can't fight them, and I'm hurt by them. ”

A bag full of money was taken, and the cold Prajna mask of fire and earth was attached to the face of this Louis family. Because he was so close, he smelled a sour smell emanating from the fire earth......

"Don't look for trouble, there are people in it who have to go through eighty-four thousand troubles. You don't have any sin in you, you just stand on your side! Don't look for death. ”

Take the money and leave, and the fire and earth that flashes in Arthur City are like ghosts. In the blink of an eye, night passed, and he put all the money in the courtyard of another city, where the children were reading the newspaper, and they had been discussing who would be the strongest mercenary group of the second generation, and these people were their idols.

"Come and see, everyone, there's a lot of money at the door, it's Uncle Miaozai who has returned. ”

The children shouted happily, and the black clothes in the daytime were a little prominent, but the fire and soil squatted on the cornices, and ordinary people did not notice. His left hand was placed on his own Prajna mask, and the face under the mask was smiling hideously.

"Wonderful, wonderful, I'll go back to Beihai City when I send you away, what a lovely child. ”

......

Everyone woke up late, after all, they had some wine last night. Today is a quiet day, they get along very well, Duan Qin put on light makeup, and she looked curious, she also asked Duan Qin to put on makeup for her.

The light makeup is elegant and cute, Duan Qin put pink brown lipstick on her, she is already white, and with this light-skinned pink tone, people want to fall in love with her without thinking about it. Everyone praised her for being extraordinarily beautiful today, and you went to Xing Zeyuan to find her, just to let him see it.

"It's beautiful. ”

Youyou pursed her lips, she didn't want to laugh out loud, she wanted to be a lady, would becoming like Duan Qin make Xing Zeyuan like herself? In the afternoon, everyone took a nap, and in the morning, Duan Qin went to find someone from the government, and then registered Youyou's name in the Red Shield Mercenary Group with Xing Zeyuan.

The ten-man mercenary group looks quite interesting, after all, it is perfect!

When he went home, Xing Zeyuan saw that the window was open, and the girl inside was asleep on the bed, her lipstick was painted on her face, and her rouge was too much, and her whole little face was red.

"Fool!"

Xing Zeyuan didn't know what to say, put the lipstick in her hand on the table, and then covered her with a small blanket. When she wakes up, she will feel funny to see herself like this, right?

The cute girl pouted and slept with her mouth open, as if she was kissing someone in a dream, Xing Zeyuan glanced at it more and couldn't help but smile. How can there be such a simple girl in the world? No one explains to him, liking someone is like looking back inadvertently now, and in the future, these will be beautiful moments. It makes people smile sweetly when they think about it.

"He, are you okay?"

As soon as he sees Youyou, he will think of He Nai, and the two people who have little relationship with him are always associated with him. Leaning against the window to open the long-lost notebook, Xing Zeyuan's words penetrated the back of the paper.

"The dagger you gave me is lost in the sea, but the story here does not pause...... There's a silly girl who says she likes me, but the person I like has always been you......!

Xing Zeyuan thought that he was loyal to her love in this way, but there is a kind of love in the world called unrequited love!