Esher didn't stay long at the Tavern of Lanzel, and when the mercenaries, led by Salaman, began to drink together, he walked out of the tavern. Generally speaking www.biquge.info only alcoholics, soldiers on duty, and scholars who are active at this point in time are alcoholics, soldiers on duty, and pedants who pick up lamps, and Eixiu does not belong to any of the above categories, but his work and rest are indeed much later than ordinary people. Eshyus, who had no sleep, walked through the streets of Larria, the moonlight was bright and cool, like water waves gently overflowing the streets and alleys, and the shadows of the eaves were like aquatic plants. Estheu had lived in the hot and humid arena of Janos for ten years, and had never experienced such a landscape.

A person suddenly turned out of the alley in front of him, dressed in black, walking in a hurry and panicking, but his steps were as light and silent as dragonflies, as if he was a ghost floating out of the corner. Eshugh bumped into him, and then felt a poisonous snake-like killing machine coming towards him!

A dagger turned out in the opponent's hand, glowing with a highly poisonous blue color in the moonlight, and I don't know how strong the poison was fed on the blade. The distance between the two was so close that Eshu only saw the other man raise his hand and flip his wrist, and the tip of the dagger was already up to his chest, and if he sent it any further, the blade would pierce the skin and send poison. In desperation, Eshua pulled back, the tip of the dagger followed him, and it actually slid backwards with Eshu's chest. But Essho had bought enough time to fold his arms and slap his palms, pinpointing his opponent's wrist while insidiously slamming a kick into his lower abdomen. However, halfway through the teasing, he was stepped back by the other party, and Eshu heard a "poof" sound in his ears, twisted his waist, and urgently avoided the other party's tooth for tooth kick. "Ahh Essho made a judgment in an instant. One inch short and one inch dangerous, the opponent is quite old and spicy in the attainment of the word "short risk", and after a look, Ai Xiu was actually suppressed by his endless tricks in the close-fitting short fight.

The man in black was also taken aback, obviously not expecting that the passerby who bumped into him would be able to avoid his killing moves continuously, and even had room to fight back. It was clear that he could send the dagger into the opponent's chest as long as he threw his arm forward, but his wrist seemed to be bitten by a tiger, and he couldn't move even his entire right arm. What a strange force! The man in black, who was eager to get out of trouble, freed his left hand and smashed it over, and Ai Xiu suddenly exerted pressure and pulled his right arm to the left. Pulling a hair and moving his whole body, the man in black couldn't help but bend, and this punch grazed Eixiu's face and fell into the air, but was detained by Eixiu again. So his arms were crossed, and no matter how hard he exerted, he couldn't escape the other man's palm.

The man in black gritted his teeth and lifted his leg and kneeled! However, Estheu's movements are half a minute faster! His knee was only halfway up before he was helplessly pressed back. In this momentary moment of losing balance, Eshu exerted pressure again, and the two of them were a little shorter again, and they were already half-kneeling on the ground. Now is the time! The five fingers of the man in black holding the dagger spread flexibly, and the dagger flipped in the palm of his hand, and the fangs flicked towards Esher.

I see, is the knee just a trick...... Ai Xiu did not miss the dagger, and the other party's flick of the fingers was certainly good, but the strength was not satisfactory. At most, he could only hit someone by surprise, but it was a pity that he met Esher, a man who was as calm as a rock at all times. Such people were often the natural enemies of the Assassins, as all the Assassins' surprise methods would be calmly defused by the other side. Eshu was a little afraid of the poison on the dagger, and he turned his head to dodge the whirling blade, and then opened his mouth to grasp the hilt. It seems thrilling, but only the two sides of the fight know how Essho is understating.

The man in black was almost desperate, and the only small means to get out of the predicament was easily defused by the other party, and his self-esteem was devastating at this moment. If you don't succeed, you will be a benevolent! It must not fall into the hands of the Pande! He was about to bite his tongue and kill himself, but Eshu suddenly let go of his hand and jumped back with agility.

"Huh" A heavy giant sword fell from the sky with the sound of the wind, slashing between the two of them, if it wasn't for Ei Xiu's timely withdrawal, I am afraid that it would be split in two by the giant sword in the hand of the masked female swordsman. But the attack did not end there, and after missing the blow, he drew a slender handguard sword from his waist and stabbed towards Esso. Eshu jumped back three times in a row, but he couldn't escape the opponent's watery sword momentum.

"Bell" Eishu spit out the dagger in his mouth, hit the tip of the sword handed by the other party, and then pinched the moment when the opponent's attack was blocked, he jumped back again to open up the space, and then turned around and ran without hesitation.

"......" The female swordsman was obviously also shocked by Ai Xiu's free and easy running posture, "Isn't it a chaser?" She asked.

The man in black obviously understood that she had misunderstood something, and smiled bitterly: "It's just a passerby." Take me to your master, and the man has been rescued. ”

"Master, he's back."

Quegfen, who was looking at an oil painting, did not look back, but said lightly: "The pay is halved." ”

The man in black gritted his teeth and said nothing, obviously anticipating this result early on. This is the treaty they had negotiated before, and if he can escape on his own, he will give him a lot of money; But if he wants Quegfin to come to the rescue, the reward will be halved, and he will have to serve as a groom for Quegfin for a month. Even if Eshu was just a passerby, it was an indisputable fact that he was cornered, and his arrogance did not allow him to defend himself. What's more, he was the first to strike, but he was preempted later.

After listening to Alice's report, Kuigfen turned around and sneered, "Subdued by a passerby? Rietydilan Alamil, you're really capable! ”

Rietediran jerked off his hood and stared at Quigfin with fiery eyes, "I don't have that last name anymore. "His pupils are as pure emerald as turquoise! There could never be a human on the continent of Pander with such a color of pupils that seemed to be painted in the forest. This is the prerogative of the Noldor elves who live in the Great Eastern Forest, and it is the only racial trait that distinguishes them from humans.

"Please don't be disrespectful." Alice's long sword was already across Rietediran's throat, and the cold blade of the sword was flat against his Adam's apple, making Rietydilan aware of his current situation under the fence, and his arrogance was suddenly powerless. Quegfin didn't care, just smiled: "Forced to abandon the surname?" You're a deportee. ”

Rietediran had a humiliation in his eyes, and Kuigfen struck the deepest thorn in his heart without mercy. But he did not regret killing the patriarch's favorite little nephew, even if he was exiled by the enraged ****** Dir for it, but the price was painful, ****** Dill did not hesitate to deprive him of his surname - the sustenance of the glory of the Noldor Elves for ten thousand years, and every Noldor Elf who lost his surname would be branded with shame in this life. But as it was, all he could do was walk silently into the corner and quickly step into the role of a servant.

"****** Dill ...... It's really annoying. The old drunkard came out of the side room, his face visibly much better. He muttered the name, overwhelmed with emotion.

"Are you going to Ellacle?" Quegfin asked him.

"Don't go! What did you do? Let him take the elven cutlass and cut me eight more streets? I haven't lived enough. The old drunkard rolled his eyes.

"She's still single." Quegfin said, choking the old drunkard with an inexplicable remark. He was silent for a long time, and there was no more cynical expression on his face. "Oh." In the end, he only responded lightly.