"Charles! Charles! Patch quietly turned off the translation chip that had been on for 24 hours and called out to the dejected Marquis Charles in his native language, "Quick, turn off the translation chip and talk to me." ”

The Marquis Charles was stunned for a moment, and also turned off the translation chip, so that their native language conversation would not be understood by the two desert monks.

Patch glanced at the monks escorting, seeing that they looked calm and did not react, Patch hurriedly said, "Charles, is there anyone in your dawn team who can win the wine and meat monk?" ”

Marquis Charles's fat body trembled violently, and he said in astonishment, "Young Master, what are you going to do?" ”

"That guy has too many grips on us, we have to make him disappear, or we'll all be out of luck when we go back this time!" Patch struggled with the rope in his hand, but in vain, and he said in a hurry, "You must find a way to secretly summon your evolutionary to kill the Liquor Monk!" ”

Marquis Charles's head shook into a rattle, "Young master, it's impossible." The main force of the Dawn team is Arnold now, and you haven't seen the power of the wine and meat monk, and Arnold can't take him. Unless I give me the Dawn team that has been in Honkai for 7 years, the assassination of the Wine and Meat Monk will only add fuel to the fire. ”

Patch snorted, "What then?!" Otherwise, if we string together a confession, we will say that the wine and meat monk slandered us, and he has no evidence anyway! ”

"Two donors." Just as Patch and the Marquis of Charles were colluding, a desert monk suddenly spoke up, and under the stunned gaze of the two, he took out a miniature radio device from his ear.

Patch quickly recognized that it was a device made by the Grand Duke's Mansion for special operations, which combined translation, eavesdropping, and audio recording.

The monk quickly put the miniature radio back in his ear and said indifferently, "What the two of you say will be accepted as evidence in court and handed over to the Grand Duke." ”

Patch's face turned from white to red, from red to purple, and finally even to an unusual blue-black, and his eyes were completely darkened, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Do you have to do it so badly?"

The monk just walked indifferently and did not respond.

Suddenly, Patch slammed his head on top of the monk, knocking him out of the way, staggering forward, hissing "Charles! Come on! Let your Dawn team send us out of the city and take political refuge in the Commander-in-Chief, I am the Brigadier General of the Federation, and the Commander-in-Chief will"

"Bang!" Patchy's loss of mind had barely lasted a moment when the monk strode up and slammed his staff into Patch's waist, knocking him to the ground.

Pache lacked exercise, coupled with the fact that he had drunk too much alcohol and had an unstable center of gravity before, how could he withstand this blow, he almost broke his bones, and the whole person fell to the ground, wriggling like a maggot, muttering in despair, "It's over, it's over"

The monk stepped on Pache and took out a rope that tied both of Patch's legs together, apparently not expecting him to walk on his own, and was ready to carry him back to his house for questioning.

After tying it up, the monk picked up the Patch with one hand, and was just about to carry it on his shoulder, when suddenly his heart was cold, followed by a "poof"!

"Huh?!" The monk let out a low muffled snort, his indifferent eyes showed a thick consternation, and when he looked down, he didn't know whether the dark red blade was the same color, or if it was stained with too much blood, and it was piercing out of his chest, piercing through the beating heart from back to front.

The blade was drawn, and the monk flipped as he fell, and at the last moment of his life he saw the smiling white-robed girl with her amber eyes.

Another monk saw that his companion was attacked, and the Zen staff in his hand shook to the ground, and his body was full of energy, ready to fight.

However, the monk was originally more than twenty meters away from the white-robed girl, but as soon as he blinked his eyes, he found that a shadow that could not be caught with the naked eye directly tore this distance and came to him like a ghost.

"Poof"

"Poof"

"Poof"

"Poof"

The holy white robe surrounded the monk like a howling wind, and the unique body of the desert danced like a butterfly, crisscrossing the red and blue blades raging wildly in the air, marking one death mark after another.

Blood from ankles, calves, thighs, abdomen, wrists, arms, shoulders, chest, neck, and skull bloomed like delicate flowers in every corner of the monk's body.

The sound of the blade, the cracking of flesh, the breaking of bones, the gushing of blood, all the sounds condensed under the command of this snow-bright blade, making people unconsciously think of the sand like snow and the moon like a hook on the other side of the desert.

"Huh!" As the last slashing sound settled, Xue Liang's blade seemed to have a spirituality, and it flew around in the air, shaking off all the blood that was stained, and then retracted the girl's white robe at the same time.

At this moment, the devastated body of the monk fell to the ground with a bang, and the blood all over his body flowed out of the dense wounds, splashing to every position within a radius of 10 meters, completely staining the entire ground red, as if he had pounced on a scarlet carpet.

"Ahh??!!hh The Marquis Charles was so close to the monk that his blood splattered all over him, and his legs went limp, and he sat on the ground and struggled to retreat like a wriggling caterpillar.

“fuck！！ hep！！！ Hep "Patch is like a screaming rooster, shouting desperately at the top of his voice, but before he can shout a few times, he sees the white robe flash, and the girl quietly falls to his side, and Xiuzu directly stomps on his face, pressing him to the ground.

"If you scream any more, you'll die." It was a girl with a pair of fluffy fox ears on her head, and her mysterious amber eyes curled into a crescent moon, smiling at the Patch at her feet.

Patch's eyes wandered for a moment, and he was about to raise his hand above his head, but he found that his hand was tied, so he could only blink vigorously and nod his head to show that he was not hostile.

After the girl took two steps back, Patch stood up suspiciously and said in a deep voice, "You're the killer"

Jade-faced Fox didn't answer Patch's question directly, but in fact, no negative meant yes, and she smiled and took a letter from her bosom and threw it in Patch's face.

Patch hurriedly picked up the letter, and when he looked at it, it was the standard envelope of the Grand Duke's Mansion, and the mark on the seal clay was still the seal of the Grand Duke Invid himself, and the seal clay had torn marks, which had obviously been opened by the jade-faced fox and looked at it.

Patch was stunned for a moment, then opened a glance, and inside was an official letter addressed to the Commander-in-Chief, and when he read everything on it, he only felt his heart throb, and even stopped for two or three seconds