Catch Kuai will not kill Yuan Ci first, because Yuan Ci is very cunning, so he wants to kill Xinghuan first. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If Xinghuan is really an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts, he will definitely die and can't die anymore.

But Xinghuan is not, so the catch is dying.

Died under Xinghuan's seemingly slow, but in fact fast, undodgable sword.

Ordinary leaves, with the bonus of one point of warmth, have become a sharp weapon that can hurt people, not to mention a sword with five points of warmth.

If it weren't for the poor accuracy, Xinghuan wouldn't even bother to take a sword, and directly use the maple leaf in his arms to kill the catcher at this time.

At close range, stabbing at the heart does not require much accuracy.

A sword with a five-point warmth value is obviously more effective than a maple leaf with a one-point warmth value.

If it's a dagger, unless he throws it and hits the deadly part, he will be the one who will die if he stabs it in his hand.

The dagger is too short, and the maple leaf needs to be on the head, only the long sword can stab the opponent to death before that palm lands.

The Concentration of Qi will be mystical, and it is obvious that Xinghuan has a realm similar to the unity of heaven and man, and picking leaves and flying flowers can hurt people.

Moreover, it only takes a little warmth value to achieve that effect initially.

The capture is dying, and there is no need for Yuan Ci to pretend.

Staggering, Yuan Ci came to the fire panting, sat down, looked at Xinghuan with a serious expression, and said:

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Yuan Ci."

"Okay."

Neither of them is a person of many words, so for a while, it seems that there is nothing to say.

Yin'er sat up, but still leaned on Xinghuan's arms, and looked at Yuan Ci curiously with a delicate face.

Yuan Ci casually glanced at the woman in front of him and marveled.

This is really a beautiful woman, but for some reason, it looks a little familiar.

After a pause, Yuan Ci's body suddenly froze.

It seems that this woman is the target of his mission this time, and she is also a former traitor to the Seven Killings.

Xinghuan noticed it, but didn't think much about it.

Yin'er smiled and said softly, "You're here to kill me too?" ”

Xinghuan glanced at Yuan Ci in surprise, then at Yin'er, and was suddenly interested.

He wasn't worried at all, at such a close distance, he could kill such a seriously injured person with his hands.

If there was danger, he could have sensed it in advance.

He wasn't worried, but Yuan Ci was worried.

Although he didn't see how Xinghuan killed the catcher, the blood-stained sword and the body of the catcher warned him all the time.

Xinghuan is not as simple as it seems.

He also had a sword, but he couldn't kill the catcher.

After the death of the catcher, there is still disbelief and fear in his eyes...

For all the information about the target, the Seven Kills Gate will provide very detailed information, and Yuan Ci will also remember it very clearly.

So, he knows this target very well.

This is a woman, a woman who does not know the slightest martial arts.

However, it was such a woman, who was once an inner disciple of the Seven Killing Sect, and during her mission, there was not a single record of failure.

After defecting, within two years, he killed twelve killers who came to hunt down like him.

A woman, who doesn't know martial arts, how can she do this.

Yuan Ci found the answer in the mission introduction.

Because this woman is very beautiful, good at music, and somewhere, she learned a kind of flattery.

A very beautiful woman, there are naturally many suitors, that kind of charming dance, is a peculiar dance, involving the spiritual level, can those suitors die for her.

It can be said to be martial arts, or it can be said to be a kind of dance.

Yuan Ci didn't know if Xinghuan was impressed by that kind of dancing, but in his eyes, the answer didn't need to be said.

A killer, a killer exposed, with only one result.

Die!

Therefore, Yuan Ci only shook his head with a wry smile, gave up resistance, and said, "That's right." ”

He is now injured to the point that it is even a problem to walk, how can he kill Xinghuan, whose strength is unfathomable in his eyes.

Yin'er gently hugged Xinghuan's neck, her towering breasts were tightly separated by thin clothes, tightly pressed against Xinghuan's chest, and said coquettishly: "Childe, someone wants to kill the slave family, and the slave family is so afraid." ”

Xinghuan smiled, felt the two softness in his chest, and said, "He can't kill you." ”

Yin'er blinked her eyes like a crescent moon when she laughed, glanced at Yuan Ci, and asked curiously: "Then will he die?" ”

Xinghuan said with a smile in his eyes: "What do you say?" ”

Yin'er smiled softly and said, "The slave family is up to the son." ”

Xinghuan thought about it, looked at Yuan Ci, and said with a smile: "He should have died, but..."

This "but" gave hope to the already desperate Yuan Ci.

"However, he still owes me a promise, let him live first."

Yin'er glanced at Yuan Ci a little unhappily, and said in disappointment: "The slave family listens to the son." ”

Anyone who is remembered by a killer will be unhappy, especially if this killer is still from the Seven Kills Gate.

Yuan Ci breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and said solemnly to Xinghuan: "Thank you." ”

Xinghuan glanced at Yuan Ci with a playful smile, shook his head and ignored it, and instead hugged Yin'er's soft delicate body in his arms and comforted him softly.

Seeing this, Yuan Ci closed his eyes with interest, swallowed a pill, and began to breathe.

Outside the ruined temple, a white dove flew in and stopped in front of Xinghuan's eyes, "cooing" and screaming.

Homing pigeon?

Xinghuan paused, grabbed the white dove, opened the letterbox on his lap, took out the letter paper and looked at it, there were only three words on it.

"I'm coming."

Yin'er was already unhappy, so she wondered: "Childe, who is here?" ”

Xinghuan frowned and thought about it, and suddenly realized that he almost forgot about Zhao Tianyu...

Sure enough, most men are easy to forget.

Xinghuan smiled and said, "A good friend." ”

When the words fell, Xinghuan looked around and suddenly had a headache.

Anyway, how to reply to this letter, he didn't bring paper and pen.

Do you want to bite your fingers and get a blood book?

Yuan Ci opened his eyes curiously, looked at Xinghuan, understood, and wondered: "Big brother, haven't you used carrier pigeons?" ”

Xinghuan was stunned, reacted, measured the words up and down, and smiled.

Isn't there another player, and sure enough, it was right not to kill, and it was used so quickly.

Under the guidance of Yuan Ci, Xinghuan understood how to use it.

It's very simple, just hold the letter and say the words you want to return in your heart, and those words will automatically appear on the letterhead.

This method can only be used by players.

Yuan Ci was puzzled, why did Xinghuan not even know this most basic thing, could it be that he was a novice who had just entered the game?

He suddenly remembered what had happened in the small town down the mountain, and inexplicably, he had some guesses in his heart.