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Xin Wu lay on his back on the laurel tree, the moonlight of the flowing water casting mottled stars on his palm through the slits of the leaves.

He slowly clenched into a fist, the mottled palm escaped, and he stood at the top of the fist, dancing mischievously.

The owl mocked himself all the way, and used all his words to ridicule himself.

Even Knit told himself that the notebook in front of his bed was full of his hatred for the Draco people and his plans for this time.

Regardless of whether the matter is true or not, he actually revealed this kind of information to himself, and he didn't take himself seriously at all.

Xin Wu rubbed his beautiful blonde hair, gritted his teeth and said: "I was put in a place, and the opportunity to put it back is close at hand, but it is like this mottled and can't hold it." ”

Yasuo once said: The enemy's advantage is his disadvantage.

The words are true, Xin Wu was calculated by the owl, but he immediately found the idea of counterattacking from the calculation: as long as he can steal the owl's notebook, the final laugh in this battle will be himself.

There is a level gap between his strength and Xiaoxiao, and he rushed to go and was caught and charged with stealing, which made his already unclear situation even worse.

He closed his eyes slightly, and his thermostat instinct was cast, calming his chaotic mood.

The night breeze is light, the sound of leaves is like a bell, but it is a pity that you can't have a sweet dream on such a night.

A few hours later, Xin Wu opened his eyes and spread his palms, his beautiful eyes sparkling.

"The mottled look of hope is in the palm of my hand, I don't need to hold it, as long as it doesn't fly away. ”

If you can't outwit, you will take it, and if you can't outwit it, you will outwit it.

What he couldn't do, it was easy for Oni Wuhime.

Xin Wu smiled gracefully, patted the dust off his clothes, and jumped off the laurel tree.

At the same time, a black shadow fell from the sky, and the cold short sword was silently placed on Xin Wu's neck, reflecting the cold light of Sen Han.

"Take your clothes off. A cold female voice came from behind, commanding Gao Leng and her voice was low.

Xin Wu frowned, he was about to go to the latter, but the latter took the initiative to appear.

The other party was silent.

"It should be. Xin Wu stretched his brows: "Such an ungentle woman, I only know you." ”

Xin Wu felt the sword on his neck tremble a little, and leaned out slightly, as if Oni Wu Ji was afraid of hurting himself.

The ghost Takehime in front of him seems to be slightly different from the usual person who is cruel and ruthless.

Xin Wu's courage was also a little bigger.

If the latter wants to kill him, he can't escape, since he can't escape, why should he die?

"Take off your clothes, or die. The converging sword turned slightly, and the blade was embedded in the flesh.

At that moment, Xin Wu seemed to hear the sound of the executioner raising his knife on the execution ground.

"Let's do it!" Xin Wu sneered and said in a sonorous voice: "Even if I disturb your life, it won't be enough to kill."

Saying this, it's not that I'm afraid of death, I just want you to give a reason to kill me.

I still have a lot of work to do, and I'm not willing to die like this. ”

The clouds obscured the moon, the shadows swallowed the world, and the shadows of the trees were as hideous as ghosts, making mocking laughter.

Xin Wu felt that the delicate body behind him was visibly shocked, and the erratic tip of the sword left several blood-red scratches on his jade-white neck.

After a while, Ghost Takehime's voice was still cold and arrogant: "Take off your clothes, I won't kill you." ”

"I refuse. Xin Wu breathed deeply into the beauty of the world, and then spat out the painful past.

"Why, I don't want to kill you. ”

Ghost Wu Ji was unexpected, and her calm and cold tone suddenly increased, and her changed attitude was like a summer rainstorm, which came unexpectedly.

"Why?" Xin Wu turned his head, but his dark eyes reflected an angry, deep, and demonic light.

He held the tip of the sword, and the red blood washed the black murderous aura of the sword body: "Because what I took off was not only clothes, but also dignity." ”

Things seem to have taken a strange turn for the better, and I feel right.

Today she was different from the past, and the slightly trembling sword confirmed the latter's contradictory heart.

Since she didn't kill herself, Xin Wu didn't want to compromise even more.

Once compromised, he will be looked down upon by her.

was despised by it, how to recruit her, how to shock her?

With such an excellent and powerful cannon fodder, Xin Wu has no reason to give up, so the reason for answering is naturally that the more righteous and the better.

Ghost Takehime didn't move, her black hair flying everywhere, and she was in a messy mood at the moment.

She withdrew her sword and bowed her head.

After a while, she raised her head, cold as the moon: "If you are given a reason, can you take off your clothes?"

Xin Wu was stunned, the atmosphere was a little strange and dreary, but the danger seemed to be lifted.

"Why do you insist on taking off my clothes? I don't think you think anything wrong about me. ”

He wears a khaki scarf that he holds in his left hand.

"You don't have to worry about that. The tip of Ghost Takehime's sword turned, and a few drops of blood swirled and flew out.

"Then I just don't care about anything!" Xin Wu turned and walked away.

The inky short sword appeared out of thin air, like a flag inserted into the ground, blocking Xin Wu's way.

"You want to cut off my right hand, and you want me to take off my clothes for no reason, all these things happen to me, I don't care?"

Xin Wu snorted coldly, deliberately pretending to be angry.

Ghost Warrior Ji was almost as cold as a beast, almost as cold as a frost, and almost a dictator's vexatious troubles made him wonder, but it was such a person who could not be afraid of danger, be strong and fearless, and help himself capture the Seven Turns of Golden Monsters.

"You killed three people, and you fell for the trick of the hooked nose. As long as you take off your clothes, I can protect you. ”

Oni Takehime flipped three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, and stood with one foot on the hilt of the upright sword.

She follows herself all the way?!

"Can you protect me if you are too busy to take care of yourself?" Xin Wu was indignant in his heart: "I am just a pawn of the owl, and you are no exception, he wants to target foreigners." ”

Pointing to the seductive figure in front of him: "Can you stay out of the same thing as killing someone?"

"It's just killing, I'm not worried. Ghost Takehime responded lightly.

"Oh, that's because I'm overthinking, and I'm going to inform you of the news and think about what to do.

I didn't expect you to suddenly appear in front of me with a very friendly attitude.

I suspect that you are powerful, and I'm really sorry. ”

Xin Wu bowed his head lightly and apologized, and his mockery and sarcasm were fully revealed.

Is he worried about himself?

Onitakehime's body shook again, and her eyes inadvertently saw the patched scratch on her shoulder.

Perhaps, I really don't know how to be gentle!

After all, no one ever taught me this thing.

"You know I'm dangerous, and you dare to come to me?"

"After all, you failed to kill me, and I have nothing to fear if you can't. ”

"Don't you want to know me, take off your clothes and you will know me. ”

"I don't need to know you to be your subordinate and obey you. "How can he keep his voice down and be used as cannon fodder by others??

No matter who he gets along with, he needs to take the initiative.

Because Yano proved to him with his actions: those who are passive can only be cannon fodder.

Killing intent swept around, flying sand and rocks, and falling leaves flew one after another.

Ghost Takehime's clothes were blown close to her delicate body, outlining her delicate and graceful figure.

The inky dagger flew past the side of Xin Wu's face, stabbing the laurel behind him, exploding with violent sparks.

Ghost Wu Ji has long black hair and dances, standing straight and straight, completely like an out-and-out enchantress in the night.

Her mask turned demonic and blood-red, and her killing intent jumped around her body, making a snorting sound.

"You have two choices, first, I forcibly take off your clothes, and then one of the two of us dies here.

The sword mark on your right arm is extremely important to me, and if you are the one I am looking for, I have offended you and violated my promise, and I will apologize with death.

If you are not the person I am looking for, with your arrogance and disturbance to my life, you will surely die.

Second, let's make a deal, I'll do one thing for you, and then look at the sword pattern on your right arm. ”

She took a deep breath, held back her irritable killing intent, and lowered her voice: "I can't do it in a low voice, and I don't know what tenderness and pleading are.

This is the way I do things, accept if you agree, and die if you don't. ”

The person who had always been indifferent trembled and chattered his teeth, and Xin Wu could see the depression hidden behind her.

So that's why her attitude has changed?!

Onitakehime's initial desire to remove her arm to her sudden need to undress herself makes sense.

Certainly, that sword cut off his own protective wall, and Oni Wuji caught a glimpse of the sword pattern.

Xin Wu, who was calm on the surface, also stirred up turbulent waves in his heart.

He didn't know anything about sword patterns himself, so why would the person in front of him be interested?

"My patience is close to the limit, giving you ten seconds to think. Broken fingers are proof, and they do what they say. ”

The "click" sword light flashed, and Ghost Wu Ji cut off his little finger, and his jade white thumb flew down to Xin Wu's feet.

Under the white moonlight, the blood on Ghost Takehime's left hand flowed like a pillar, red and white, evil and demonic.

Is this woman crazy?!

She was a volcano in the truest sense of the word, either an indifferent silence or a mad eruption.

Xin Wu shook his head and finally compromised.

At first, he wanted to sharpen the spirit of the ghost Wu Ji and establish prestige in her heart, if he could really recruit him in the future, he might be able to deter her.

But he underestimated her paranoia and arrogance.

She refuses to trust, refuses to cooperate, and never bows her head.

Those who do not bow their heads will not surrender, and those who will not surrender cannot control.

Ghost Takehime and himself both have an almost crazy sense of purpose.

She is herself, how can she become cannon fodder for others?

In this chess game, he had the upper hand, but in the end he lost.

The ruthless and righteous ghost Takehime can give up his life for the goal, but if he gives up his life with his sister and Xue Liya alive, he will not be able to achieve his goal.

I lost, but not in IQ and perseverance, but in sentient beings and ruthlessness!

You're so good, you don't even have the qualifications to be my cannon fodder.

Xin Wu shook his head and smiled bitterly at self-comfort: "If you help me get the notebook in front of the owl's bed, I will let you see the sword pattern." ”

"Okay!" Ghost Wuji's figure flashed, and she disappeared into the ghost forest, and the huge killing intent captured the forest, and the frightened birds and beasts were scattered.

Xin Wu frowned, picked up the jade-white little finger under his feet, looked at the cold moonlight, and fell into deep thought.

Hacking yourself is as casual as hacking others, what kind of story is hidden behind it, what kind of story is behind it, what makes you a pervert?

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