Mo Qianqiu's thin lips pursed a slight smile, his brows furrowed like ink, and his dark eyes looked at the man, "Do you have to do this?" ”

And those killers got the order, and they had already pounced on them regardless of it, and all the blades were pointed at Mo Qianqiu.

Su Kui seems to have been forgotten.

It is also possible that because Mo Qianqiu's identity is too important, he has a reason to die. That's why they all went up together, just to take off his head.

Mo Qianqiu lowered his eyes and sighed softly, "Amitabha." ”

In the next second, he slowly took half a step back and raised his hand slightly.

Said lightly: "Don't let the blood dirty the holy land of Buddhism, drag it out." ”

Su Kui raised his eyebrows, and saw that with his order, a person suddenly jumped out of thin air from the tree, dressed in an ordinary small novice monk's robe, with scars on his face, wearing an eye patch, Su Kui guessed that his eye, most likely because of some accident, was gone.

looks ordinary, looks fierce, and doesn't look like a good person at a glance.

His movements were very sharp, and with Su Kui's ordinary naked eyes, he basically couldn't capture his true figure. Fast as lightning, quick and silent.

In a moment, dozens of killers lay on the ground with twisted limbs, their faces pale with pain, and their eyes showed endless fear.

"You, you're the first knife in the world, ghost, devil May Cry ???!" The man at the head was lying on the ground, his limbs twisted off, his eyes wide and almost out of his eyes.

Devil May Cry?

This name Su Kui has never heard of, these things in the rivers and lakes are too far away from that Shen Ronghe, so far away that he has never heard of it.

Devil May Cry smiled when he heard this, and when he spoke, the voice sounded like a broken bellows, and his vocal cords were also badly damaged.

"Devil May Cry has long been sealed, Mr. Refuge, the first knife in the world, has long been a thing of the past. Sir doesn't like to see blood, this is a holy place of Buddhism, since this is the case, please everyone, come with me to the outside competition. ”

Competition?

Those killers just want to hehe, what to try? Bumping into him, even without using his ghost knife, would be enough to kill them countless times. Now that they suddenly remembered, it was no wonder that Mo Qianqiu had not heard from him for seven years. In fact, it was not that he was hiding on purpose, but that he was protected by Devil May Cry, and those who knew his whereabouts had already gone to see Lord Yama!

Dead people, naturally, cannot leak news.

Thinking of this, even as a killer, he has long had the consciousness of death. However, at this moment, I really felt that death was coming, but the other party was unhurried, as if holding a rusty knife, grinding it unhurriedly on their necks, it would not be fatal in an instant, but that kind of feeling would be uncomfortable for everyone!

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Under the acacia tree, the cool breeze blows.

Su Kui lifted his eyes and looked at the person who was still plain under the tree, as if the few people who had been forcibly broken their hands and feet, like dead dogs, were dragged out by Devil May Cry, as if it was not his order.

Now, Su Kui began to believe that this person's hands were probably really stained with blood.

Mo Qianqiu silently recited the meditation scriptures, raised his eyes, and saw that the girl was still standing in place, he was slightly stunned, and then laughed, "Girl, don't you want to leave?" Aren't you afraid? A flash of curiosity flashed in his heart, but his personality doesn't like to pay attention to external things, so he was only a little surprised, and then he disappeared.

"Fear is naturally fear, but if that group of people really wants to kill me, whether they cry or fear, they can't be changed, can they?"