"We're all old......"

Suddenly, a man stepped out of the shadow of the church.

He would have been surprised if Nightshade was here, as he had inspected the entire church and found all the enemies - but he had not been found. From beginning to end, this man watched in silence what happened.

"yes, we're all old. No, I'm old. I'm dying old, and you're still like a young man. Mo Lan didn't look up, maintaining a praying posture, "It's strange, why are you old guy willing to come and see me?" ”

"You're dying, I'll collect your body. Impressed? ”

Mo Lan only half looked up and found that his former friend, Momin Long Hilbot, was wearing a white robe at this time.

In this regard, Mo Lan smiled gently.

"This dress doesn't suit you at all, it's not temperamental at all. I don't want to complain about how old you are and how old you are in women's clothes. ”

"You're learning and selling now, right?"

Mo Ming sat down next to Mo Lan and re-lit a cigarette.

After many years, you still can't quit smoking. Mo Lan sighed, "Your granddaughter is really amazing, if such a trendy word had been said fifty years ago, she would have been regarded as an ungodly heretic, and then arrested and put to death." ”

"Don't say it, it's possible. But now times have changed, we are old, and now it is a world of young people. Mo Ming puffed out a puff of cigarette, "Also, I don't know if she's my granddaughter." It's really my granddaughter, and I'm going to have to teach her a good lesson. How old did she dare to dye her hair? Fifty years ago, I didn't even know her grandmother who beat her up. ”

"You didn't have a girlfriend fifty years ago!"

"It's as if you had a girlfriend fifty years ago, and now you're not married fifty years later."

"You have to take care of it."

The two smiled.

The conversation between friends is like this, I like to hold on to each other's last words.

"To be honest, if it weren't for the 'Moving King', I would almost not have recognized her. She seemed to be a different person, bloodthirsty and cruel. Mo Lan said gloomily: "It seems that what happened five years ago completely changed that child." ”

Mo Ming didn't answer, he looked down at the cigarette between his fingers. The light of the candles from cigarette butts brings a touch of warmth to the dimly lit church. The atmosphere of the room instantly became a little delicate.

The silence of reminiscing about the past is sometimes reassuring, and sometimes it evokes hidden hostility.

"Enough. Don't talk about that incident anymore, it's all in the past, what's the use of regretting it now. ”

Mo Ming stretched out his hand and lit a cigarette, leaving the ashes that had been burned into pieces, and discarding the warmth along with it.

"And you......"

Mo Ming turned his head to look at his old companion and put his hand on his shoulder.

Sensing that Mo Lan's body had run out of oil, Mo Ming barely squeezed out a smile.

"It seems that you are also at the limit...... Sleep, this time...... No one will wake you up anymore. ”

"That's right, I can finally get a good night's sleep......"

Mo Lan smiled faintly and bitterly, looking at his partner, he lowered his head slightly.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be with you to the end. You are the only one left on the road of revenge. ”

"What stupid things are you talking about?" Mo Ming laughed out loud, "Hurry up, go to sleep, go to sleep, I'll carry you back." The others have been waiting for us in hell for a long time, and we are still dead. You go first, and I'll follow as soon as I can. ”

"Is that so...... Mo Ming, don't be too lonely alone. ”

Mo Lan's drooping head did not rise, it was not that he didn't want to look at his partner more, but even the strength to raise his head was gone.

Ten fingers crossed and pressed against her chin, and Mo Lan slowly closed her eyes.

Mo Ming sat silently in his chair, and he didn't come back to his senses until the cigarette burned out and the cigarette butt burned his hand.

Look at the best friend who sleeps peacefully next to him and will never wake up again.

Mo Ming leaned his head back heavily on the back of his chair, and the silent flames set the church on fire.

In the midst of the raging fire, he whispered to himself.

“…… Good night. ”

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Yezhu walked quickly towards Noble Street. On the way, with Panish's excellent physical eyesight, he saw the guards patrolling. These guards were carrying firearms, and it seemed that Mo Lan was right, he was almost there.

Carefully avoiding the guards, Nightshade sped towards its destination.

He didn't know the specific coordinates of the City Lord's Mansion, but Mo Lan said that it was on Noble Street in Nancheng District, so he would just go to the largest mansion. If it were somewhere else, a small city lord might not be a big deal. But in a small place like a border city, the lord of a city is a great man.

It is precisely because of this that Esaac Felder dares to act so recklessly.

As Yelu walked towards Noble Street, there were more and more guards on the road, patrolling regularly. Unlike the deserted neighborhood of the Priesthood Church's North City branch, it was quite lively, and most of them were rich and powerful.

In order to avoid people's eyes, Yeyu climbed directly on the roof of the house, and with the help of the geographical advantage of the high platform, he found his goal.

"Whew...... Calm down. ”

Quenching the desire to kill ignited by anger, Yeyu coldly looked at the Castle Lord's Mansion and made a simple plan.

If you go directly to it like this, let's not talk about whether you will consume too much spiritual power and fall into a crisis because of a protracted war. What's more, if the other party takes Anya or Noel as a hostage...... Aren't you throwing yourself into a trap?

"I really didn't expect that when I came to another world, I would have to go back to my old job......"

Yeyu smiled self-deprecatingly, breathing steadily, and a gray shadow flashed in his eyes.

"Mission begins: goal, rescue the hostages."

From the house, the parkour night is directly over the three-zhang high fence and hides in the shade of the grass.

The breath is blocked, and coupled with the camouflage function of the mobile royal city, the night is confident that it will not be discovered, but it is better to be careful in everything.

The gate of the City Lord's Mansion was guarded by two guards, and Ye Yu resisted the desire to be assassinated by a double backstab, and waited quietly.

After a while, after the shift was reversed, Yelu quietly followed the guards.

After a few rounds, the bored guard finally found something to talk about.

"The eldest young master, he brought two more beauties back today, it's really miserable, one of them is still a child." Guard A pushed Guard B's shoulder, "I don't know if the eldest young master will let us have some soup after he eats meat after he gets tired of playing?" ”

Guard B gave him a blank look, "You're sick, aren't you?" The eldest young master has played with so many women, who have you seen him let go? Even if he used it, he wouldn't give it to someone else. Those who dared to touch it died...... Then again, what happened to the people who injured the eldest young master last night? ”

"You don't know?" Guard A smiled, "The beauty that the eldest young master brought home today is the accomplice who injured the young master last night." The eldest young master also said this morning that when he got tired of playing with them, he would strip them naked and tie them to the wall and force the man to come out. Just thinking about it, I'm looking forward to—"

"No need, I'm here."

The next moment, a bloody light appeared on Guard A's neck.