The pace of his steps rubbed the weapons of the night, and the bell tower in the distance rang the bell of midnight.

"Monet, hide."

Qiu Bai put the thing he was holding on the ground, and at this time he seemed to understand the meaning of the bladesmith's words earlier.

Is it Midyear today?

Needless to say, Monet also felt this special air, but originally she wanted to fight the enemy together, but now it seems that it may be unnecessary.

"Understood."

After this sound, Monet's figure disappeared behind Qiu Bai, and then the fog began to mix with wind and snow.

"So...... Is it the only street that exists now? ”

Qiu Bai stood in the middle of the crossroads, his sights and sounds spread out in the cold space.

"But I didn't expect the new sword to come in handy so quickly...... Then he held his right hand weakly, and the long knife with no blue handle and an extraordinarily slender blade appeared in his hand.

Whether it's the weight or the curvature, the knife makes him feel comfortable...... I just didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

"Found it."

After a careful search, Qiubai finally found the "enemy" hiding in the mist and staring at him...... Or is "people" a bit inaccurate?

500 meters away, there was a windmill several sections higher than the average building, and on the highest blade of the four-bladed windmill, a strange figure stood on it.

"Test your sword with 'weirdness'?"

"By the way, in this case, I just thought of a name that is very suitable for this sword - Xindu, hiding the sword in the body, killing weird, and demon knife Xindu."

In fact, Qiubai didn't think too much about this form now, and the first thing he thought of was "it turns out that there is a neurotic similar to 'Jack the Ripper' hidden in this city", as for the consideration that Doflamingo sent a killer to hunt him down...... Not really, because it really doesn't.

This can only be said that he is unlucky.

And in fact, his idea is correct, and the reaction of the residents of this city can be confirmed from the side, Qiubai did meet "Jack the Ripper", but the one in front of him is much worse than Jack, it is just killing people indiscriminately.

Whoever you touch will be given a knife, so it's not too much to demonize this person.

Therefore, feng shui takes turns, and Qiubai also encounters neuropathy at times.

The night wind hit, and the still windmill blades swayed from side to side, and then began to rotate slowly, and the neuropathy squatting there, in turn, rushed directly towards Qiubai.

"Strange Species?"

The speed of this cargo is simply excessive, coupled with the way his upper body runs close to the ground, the three words of Qixing are far from enough.

It's not that Qiu Bai can't reach this speed, but at that time he can only do it when he uses special sword skills, but the person in front of him just feels like a trot.

If it weren't for the domineering nature of seeing and hearing, it would be difficult to capture his movements with the naked eye alone, and it would even be said that he ran out of a six-style "shaving" feeling at a trot

Almost in the blink of an eye, he rushed into Qiubai's attack range.

But except that he was so fast that he had no friends, there seemed to be nothing special, Qiu Bai waved one arm, and the long knife in his hand pointed directly at his direction.

This speed ...... You don't tie yourself into a bunch, do you?

Just when Qiu Bai thought so, the other party flashed lightly, and rubbed Qiu Bai's sword tightly, and at the same time, his left hand was wrapped around the sword body like a vine at this moment, and then his right hand slashed directly at Qiu Bai's armpit from bottom to top.

At this moment, either Qiubai will let go of the weapon in his hand, or let his right arm be cut off...... It should have been like this, but there is a difference in strength between the two.

It was the other party who lost the weapon.

One of the opponent's arms couldn't contain Qiubai's sword at all, and Qiubai's right hand pressed down, parrying before the opponent slashed him, and then flew up and hit him in the chest.

The huge strength was lost, and after the sudden attack, the body quickly retreated, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand was also out of his hand.

The tip of the falling sword stabbed lightly into the ground, and Qiu Bai retracted his leg and stepped on the hilt of the sword at the same time, so except for the hilt, the entire sword had already sunk into the ground paved with bluestone slabs.

This sword is of good quality, at least it was not broken by Qiu Bai's foot.

Blood flowed down the other man's arm, but he stood up again as if he didn't feel pain, first looking at the hilt of the sword that Qiu Bai was stepping on, and then raised his head.

"I'm sorry, but I'm actually a power faction, kid, you're looking for the wrong person...... No way! Before Qiu Bai finished speaking, the other party's company shocked him.

The long blond hair danced in the wind, the eyes were slitted, and the corners of the open mouth were pulled to the back of the head.

Judging from his figure, this person looks like he is only thirteen or fourteen years old, but this face and forehead are ......

Wait...... Why does this still look so familiar? For a moment, Qiubai remembered that he had heard the name of the country of the Rommel Kingdom:

"Rommel's Scythe".

Is this the legendary "Hakuba"?

"If it's the yellow-haired Cavendish, I'd have preferred to see Diana Cavendish in a wizard's hat than you."

This face is truly breathtaking...... Well? Breathtaking?

Qiubai suddenly had a good idea.

As soon as the blow missed, the strange face opposite Qiu Bai began to look at him constantly, he was a little restless, and it seemed that he couldn't make a judgment on whether to continue the attack or quickly evacuate for a while.

"Monet...... Can it be made into frozen specimens? Qiubai asked, looking up.

"Trap him? I can give it a try. ”

Monet's response came from the hollow night sky, and then the impermeable wind and snow began to swirl around the "Hakuba", and immediately after, he was wrapped in a huge snowball.

Seems a bit simple?

First of all, a swordsman without a sword is equivalent to losing his aggressiveness, and not everyone can punch directly like the lost green hair.

Secondly, it can only be said that he is too young.

Qiubai couldn't help but shake his head, how good it is to play in the mud at home at this age, why do you have to run out to find excitement?

Perhaps this should be the time when the legend of the weasel was just emerging, and he was not yet as strong as it would have been...... It would be an exaggeration to take him as a "test".

After wrapping the rice balls, Monet's figure was re-revealed.

"You're not going to freeze to death, are you?"

Qiu Bai asked Monet as he pulled out the long sword inserted in the stone slab.

"How is it possible, he is still very lively."

Although there was no change on the outside, the other party was still struggling in that snowball...... Monet is just a snow fruit, not a frozen fruit, how can it be so simple to freeze people to death.

"What now?" Monet had not yet figured out Qiubai's intentions.

"Anyway...... Let's move it back first. ”

As for the purpose of catching such a "monster", Qiubai said......

Of course, it's used to scare people.