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The bloody aura was pervasive, the killing momentum was raised, and the bloody aura of the battlefield reappeared outside the borders of the wasteland after many years.

The madness of the old soldiers, drunk in the blood of the battlefields of the past, was reawakened by the stench of blood-soaked metal.

The sword seemed to have a temperature, and the sword was ignited by anger.

Zhou Mo looked at the group of veterans who were silently forming a straggler formation, and the blades of the blades were revealing murderous aura, and raised his steps.

Zhou Mo walked step by step, step by step, firmly and slowly.

The old soldiers walked on the stragglers, gathered strength, and walked forward quickly.

Both sides are murderous, and both sides want to kill.

Ten steps, nine steps

The distance that can be swept between breaths is extremely long at this time, and the battlefield seems to be pressed slowly, until between the two sides, there is only a sword and a sword left.

"Whew"

Like a pot of hot oil lit with dry firewood, but still very calm, at this moment, the battlefield boiled.

The old pawns roared, their blades slicing through the air, and they whistled sharply.

"Hehehehehehehe" Zhou Mo was smiling, like a black butterfly that had found a flower.

Bent his legs at the knees, bent his waist, dodged the first long knife slashed to his chest, Zhou Mo turned sideways, rotated, and the double knives were like butterfly wings, wielding arbitrarily.

This battlefield inexplicably reminded Zhou Mo of his hometown when he was young, and remembered the first time he slipped into the dance hall with his neighbor brother.

The sword light is mixed with the sword shadow, dazzling and blurred.

Zhou Mo stepped lightly, twisted his waist, turned sideways, felt the cold blade that was almost a millimeter, and then waved the double knife in his hand, naturally like a black butterfly dancing.

throat

Eyebrows

Heart

kidney

backbone

And so on and so forth.

The twin knives swept lightly, slashed gently, and then hurriedly left before the blood could gush out, just like the young man who was in the dance hall at that time, between the girls blooming and dancing, and he couldn't get out of the way.

The human head is like a flower that has not yet bloomed, butterflies dance in it, wings caress the buds, and bright blood-red flowers bloom.

Scout double knife technique, killing two, butterfly between flowers.

Butterflies flutter in the flowers, and they can't go away, but there is always a time when the flowers are gone.

Zhou Mo stopped, his butterfly wings converged, dripping with blood, and slowed down the rhythm.

Looking down at the person at the head, the person who spoke to him at the beginning, this person was stabbed in the middle of his eyebrows, he died quickly, without any pain, and his tiger eyes were still angry and hideous.

Zhou Mo looked at these eyes, squatted down, and kept looking at these eyes that had lost their vitality.

"As I said, there is no grievance, no interests, no emotions, just to live. If you want to kill me, I'll kill you!"

Looking back at the dead corpses, Zhou Mo dispersed his black iron body, his stomach churned, and he retched until tears choked his throat.

Giving himself a little time to grieve, Zhou Mo regained his strength, his eyes patrolled on the grass, the scout who slipped away had seen him use the method of breaking the army, these ordinary soldiers could not recognize it, but the method of breaking the army was too refined and simple, as long as it was described to a senior officer, it would never be hidden.

Zhou Mo was bent on escaping from the whirlpool, and he could never connect himself with Ramas Otto again.

So, that scout, must die!

The scout's walking route in the grass couldn't hide from Zhou Mo, the old scout who turned to be a wilderness hunter copied by Zhou Mo once refused the call of the palace guards with an ordinary level of life, and the old scout had a code name at that time, the wolf king.

Scouts are like wild wolves, wolf kings!

Zhou Mo moved quickly, this scout was also smart, he did not go to the border of the empire, but turned back to Sunset Town, where there was the imperial royal family to worship, there was the emperor's ** intelligence bureau, and there were palace guards, which was also a safe place for an emperor ** scout.

Three miles, the entrance of the sunset town was already in sight, and Zhou Mo intercepted the scout.

"You should know that my name is Zhou Mo, and I have always respected scouts, so I want to know your code name. ”

The only time a scout's name has any meaning is when the Empire gives out pensions to his family. The rest of the time, scouts only have codenames.

The scout's entire body was covered in a grass-green cloak, slightly hunched, and his face was painted with the blood of various beasts, and only a pair of brown eyes could be seen.

Zhou Mo's eyes swept over the scout's hands in his sleeves, which was the scout's unique way of preparing for battle.

"Butterfly powder, I can find any butterfly according to the butterfly powder sprinkled by the butterfly, so my code name is butterfly powder. ”

It's quite a feminine code name, but it's a pity that it's a gentleman in front of me.

Zhou Mo pursed his lips, showing his contempt for this codename.

The scout felt a hint of anger in his heart, and said in a cold tone:

"Scouts are like wolves in the eyes of outsiders, but every scout hopes that they are a butterfly, a butterfly, and only the best scouts can use it. ”

Zhou Mo nodded abruptly and said:

"Counting you, I only know two scouts, the code name of that one is called the Wolf King, I thought the scouts liked the more arrogant and wanton code name. ”

The scout's pupils contracted violently, and the Wolf King, the legendary scout who once fought the life of Black Iron with his ordinary life, chose to retire after refusing the call of the palace guard, and has never been seen since.

Legend has it that the Wolf King is the only scout who can use the Scout Twin Blade Technique to kill at the ordinary life level.

"Only the best scouts can use the butterfly character, but among the best scouts, the top one or two people don't use code names themselves, they have their own enemies to give them codenames, and then spread them with blood and life. ”

Zhou Mo understood, and stretched out his hand to the heavy sword that was back behind him.

"Don't use a heavy sword, if I had a choice, as a scout, I'd rather die under the Scout Twin Blades. ”

Zhou Mo was silent, withdrew his hand, put it into his sleeve, and held the scout's double knife.

The scout's hands were wrong, and a pair of scout's twin knives, dyed grass green, spread out at his sides like butterfly wings.

"Before I die, I don't know if I can see it, the legendary killing style of the Scout Double Knife Technique, the cat flutters the butterfly. ”

Zhou Mo was slightly stunned, this scout still has a lot of requirements.

Four swords shone brightly, one stained with blood, and Zhou Mo stood behind the scout and shook off the blood stains on the blade.

"No matter how weak a cat is, it can easily kill a butterfly, this is the gap in the life level, you said that the scout sees himself as a butterfly, you should understand that the cat flutters the butterfly, it is a counter-killing technique, and it kills those who are higher than their own life level. ”

Zhou Mo explained in a low voice, behind him, a knowing smile appeared at the corner of the scout's mouth, and at the throat, blood spurted out, and the scout fell to the ground.

The morning sun had not yet climbed to the top, Zhou Mo looked back and forgot to take a look at Sunset Town, and set off again.

Not long after Zhou Mo left, a grass-green figure appeared next to the scout's corpse, turned the scout's fallen corpse over, and touched the knife wound in his throat.

"Good knife!" the female voice was hoarse, with a hint of sensuality.

"It's exactly the same as the wolf king's father's knife skills, when did the father accept such a powerful apprentice?"

The young female scout muttered to herself, and then quickly pulled out the dead scout.

"Imperial equipment, it's a rare good thing in the wilderness, it can't be wasted, this scout brother, as the daughter of the wolf king, will clean up some unused garbage for you, you shouldn't blame it!"

As he muttered, he removed a short blade from the scout's armpit and hid it in a small backpack behind him.

Without noticing, at some point, a muscular figure was already standing behind her.

The figure looked in the direction where Zhou Mo left, frowned and thought for a while, then turned his head to look at his daughter who was still packing up her things, a hint of pampering flashed in her sharp eyes, and she stretched out her hand and gently patted the grass clippings off her daughter's shoulder.

The female scout's whole body stiffened, and then she quickly rolled forward, which was the same as Zhou Mo's reaction when she was ambushed in Sunset Town, but it was a little less spicy.

Seeing the familiar figure of the father, the female scout was relieved, and the little girl snorted angrily, and then ran to the father's side and said in a chattering voice:

"Dad, we're getting rich, this scout brother has a full set of imperial scout equipment, which is much newer than your one!"

The wolf king nodded dotingly, then pointed to the scout lying on the ground, and pointed:

"I've heard of this person, a rising star among the scouts in the border army, a pair of eyes can distinguish the difference between each butterfly and butterfly powder, and his ability to track and stalk is very good, but when he met that kid, he was unlucky. The braces on the back of the head or neck, the blades hidden in the heels, and the shaving off the nails are the things that are valuable. ”

The female scout nodded hurriedly and cleaned up as her father instructed.

Watching his daughter rip off pieces of equipment that he was extremely familiar with, the wolf king couldn't help but feel a little sad, but after watching his daughter finish being busy, the wolf king reached out and touched the scout's abdomen three inches and between the groin.

This place can't be touched by my daughter, and when my hand was pulled out, there was an extra wax pill, a thin blade, and a closed package of excellent medicinal powder.

"The last three hands, fake death pills, life blades, hemostatic medicines. A smile appeared on the wolf king's face, these last three hands were forcibly taken back when he retired, and now that he has it again, it is like another life.

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