"No, you can't kill me."

Wu Wenxu righteously rejected the blade that was about to explode in Tyrone's hand, only to hear him continue in an orderly manner: "Mr. Tyrone, as Valoran's most famous assassin, did you kill me, a poor man with weak cultivation and almost powerlessness, to satisfy your perverted sense of honor?" ”

"A fool will die for honor."

The shadow of the blade scoffed at Wu Wenxu's argument, he glared fiercely into the man's eyes, his dark pupils almost burned 100,000 miles of cold snowfield, and the hatred and resentment penetrated deep into his heart, burning Wu Wenxu for no reason.

"That's right, it's a fool who sacrifices for honor, you are Tyrone the Shadow of the Blade, how can you kill me like a fool? What good do you get by killing me, is it the great feat of Noxus? Oh, I'm sure you, Tyrone, would never have come all the way to the Cursed Icefield because of those doglegs' boring medals. ”

Tyrone felt that what Wu Wenxu said was very right, and he was speechless about him.

The Shadow of the Blade was choked and coughed a few times, and it took half a sound to recover, the anger in his eyes did not retreat at all, he glared at the man angrily, deliberately suppressed his anger and said, "Could it be that my Shadow of the Blade is ridden on the head, and I still have to let the mermaid meat as a matter of course!" ”

"Of course not! If there were some festivals between me and you before, it should be said that it was a misunderstanding, I, Wu Wenxu, swore by personality, it was definitely not out of his heart, you know that I was wanted by the entire continent a few months ago, and it is difficult for me to be kind to anyone. Wu Wenxu spread out his palms, full of apologies.

Tyrone is a villain, but not an unreasonable person.

In fact, Wu Wenxu's words were reasonable, and his words hit his heart, making the silver light of the Blade of Judgment more and more dim, if Wu Wenxu was just a simple assassination target, Tyrone would not be so disorderly and scruples.

As a sworn enemy of Demacia and Noxus, although Wu Wenxu has temporarily gained the trust of the War College, his future survival rate is also extremely worrying, and the most troublesome thing for Tyrone is that the young lady has specially explained that she can't attack him again.

Thinking of Wu Wenxu's completely invisible future, and the fact that this humble moment can pinch the poor worm to death, Tyrone decided to temporarily restrain his killing heart, this time to curse the ice field, just to capture the demon clown back and give an explanation to the upper echelons, and now that Sacco has subdued Rengar, the task can be said to be over.

"That's it?"

Night Hunter Wayne stared at the two of them in confusion, how could Tyrone still have a murderous appearance now, but it was better to say that he was a lone wolf who had dispersed the atmosphere, and there was no danger.

The dark red blood robe stirred up in the air, like the fangs of a hungry vampire after eating, sticking to the boiling silence and murderous intent, and some greed, Wayne circled around the burly body of Rengar twice, and when he looked at the source of the legendary evil, he was already tightly surrounded by the three Monkey King.

The sound of the high heels slamming on the ground stopped abruptly, and Wayne's regretful voice floated out of the silence: "Forget it, my emperor is merciful, after all, he didn't personally issue an imperial decree to take your dog's life." ”

"Give me the clown, and I won't trouble you for the time being."

Wayne didn't want to say a word to Wu Wenxu at all, she hated sin, she was so disgusted that she went deep into her bone marrow, talking to demons, like a cleaner who sees dust on her clean hands, which makes her miserable.

"Impossible."

The shadow of the blade moved silently, and a vague afterimage flickered in the tent.

Wayne snorted contemptuously, her pale face and unusually red lips raised a strange smile, she ignored Tyrone's threat and said, "Then let's have a fight, see if my Holy Silver Crossbow Arrow is deadly, or your Silver Dragon Judgment is sharp." ”

"As you wish."

Tyrone's handsome cheeks were slashed, and he finally smiled, although he smiled far-fetched, cold, like an ice pick being torn off, but in the ice, it was lingering coldness and handsomeness.

Life under the knife, death under the knife.

In the moment when the shadow raid devoured all light, could you Vane still smile so brightly?

"Wait, this isn't a good place for you to fight."

Wu Wenxu patted his head with a headache, what are you kidding, Lao Tzu's lord's tent, the whole Bitmond is not shabby here, if you get it down, will there be a place to receive people in the future?

"Truly...... A bunch of idiots, how about a magic trick? ”

The owner of this sudden screech was by no means the Sacco clown, bound by the chain of absolute forbidden demons, and strangely the same as it, like the cry of a mentally ill, desperate, crazy shout that made everyone cover their ears.

"It's Sacco!"

Wayne could no longer show that the wind was light, and at the same time, all the heroes looked up at the top, and on the rickety crystal chandelier stood a funny man in high boots, his smile getting sharper and sharper, and the black hat of the ceremonial dress was covered above his head, like a gentleman of class.

Rengar was shocked, he clenched his fists, looked at Sacco, and then at the puppet-like demon clown next to the curtain, and Rengar suddenly understood something.

Rengar was shocked and said, "Quick, throw him out!" ”

"Idiot, it's too late!"

Sacco leaned up the brim of his hat and suddenly snapped his fingers, and the demon clown, who was locked by the chain of absolute forbidden demons, suddenly swelled, and the speed of its change was too fast, and Goku was in a hurry, and before he could kick the clown out, he heard a banging sound in his ears.

The illusion clone has a murderous poison blade hidden in it, and then deceives the opponent and stabs the enemy into bloody holes, which has long been a method that Sacco is accustomed to, especially in a small space, hundreds or thousands of poisonous blades burst out, and everyone will suffer from it!

Feng Luo Maisai, who was closest to the clone, was directly shocked by the terrifying magic and flew out, smashing a table and two chairs, while Wu Wenxu hugged Ling Hanyue's delicate body, his back was facing the terrifying magic, and the terrifying echo was deafening.

Thankfully, there were three magisters in charge, and the brilliant magic that erupted at the same time neutralized most of the magic shocks, and when the screaming stopped, the tent was in shambles, and the rolled up blanket covered Jodi's head, and a lot of wine was spilled all over the floor, and Rengar got up in embarrassment, ripped off the fat beef that was clinging to his left cheek, and then bit it into his mouth.

"Cluck, cluck."

The little yellow fur squatted up, and suddenly touched the top of his head, and a fat white pigeon was caught by Ezreal, and Ezreal grabbed the white pigeon's feet, and it screamed in great fright, and a mess of white and green squirted out of the gap in the buttocks, spraying half of the great explorer's glove.

"Oh my God!" Ezreal slapped the pigeon in annoyance, but it had already flapped its wings and flew into the air, and saw that the pigeon droppings were wiped clean by Ezreal's handkerchief, and Sacco on the chandelier laughed almost out of breath.

"It's just a joke, a small joke."

Sacco panted, his chest pressed against his back, and he showed the glowing eyes under the brim of his hat, but his tone became completely different: "If you go to the City of Faith, be sure to take me Saco with you." ”

(End of chapter)