Fortunately, the night sky is cloudless, and under the moonlight, with the faint and sparse field street lights, it is still bright on the road.

The Millelith Army's actions were very efficient, and in just a quarter of an hour, they had already met five or six patrol squads rushing towards the scene of the incident.

Qing reached out and plucked an apple, took a slightly boring bite, and followed Hu Tao unhurriedly.

Originally, they had now returned to the Hall of the Dead, but Hu Tao rejected Edgeworth's suggestion to rush back, citing the need to compose poetry.

However, feeling Hu Tao walking beside him in a daze, Qing still couldn't help but smile, this atmosphere of the two-person world is enough to make the boring mood disappear.

"Will you leave the Hall of the Dead?"

Just as Qing was peeking at Hu Tao, the latter suddenly asked a question, followed by his head turned around, and his face was rarely very serious.

"Leave?"

Qing felt this sudden serious atmosphere, and couldn't help but move, and then said solemnly: "You're here, of course I'm here, I'm here for you, the hall master." ”

"The parish master is satisfied with this answer."

Hu Tao's smile that seemed to be hidden couldn't help but be revealed, and he gently bumped Qing with his shoulder, quickened his pace, put his hands behind his back, and walked forward.

Is it a true outpouring of love or a prank?

In Qing's heart, this question passes by like a trend, appears quickly, and disappears quickly, because it doesn't matter, the important thing is to be together now.

Qing also quickened his pace, but before he could continue to speak, he sighed helplessly.

"Huh?"

Hu Tao turned his head to look at Qing's expression, then looked around and said, "Is there anyone?" ”

Qing nodded helplessly, and said coldly: "I have to say, as the executive officer of the Fatui, hiding is a little damaging to your reputation, right?" ”

"Originally, I had prepared it a long time ago, but your atmosphere is so good, I'm still struggling."

Tartaglia jumped down from a sunset fruit tree, reached out and patted the dust on his clothes, and said helplessly: "If I say I'm passing by, do you believe it or not?" ”

"You're the ......"

Hu Tao stretched out his hand to hold his chin, and said with an affirmative look in his eyes: "Dada pear? ”

Qing pursed his lips lightly and added, "Dada Duck." ”

Listening to the two people in front of him openly and openly nickname themselves, Tartaglia couldn't help but tremble a little at the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly said: "My name is Tartaglia, and I don't have any malicious intent." ”

Hu Tao's face was calm, and he nodded, "Oh, Dadali." ”

Qing is face is casual, and said, "Mmmm, I know, Dada Duck." ”

Tartaglia couldn't help but scratch his head, and finally sighed helplessly, raised his head and stared at Qing tightly, and said: "It doesn't matter what you call me, I just want to learn from this guest in the Hall of Death, Qing." ”

Hu Tao stretched out his hand to stop Qing, who was about to speak, and said with his hands on his hips: "The Afterlife Hall is a business, not a martial arts hall. ”

"As long as Mr. Qing agrees, I will customize a package for all the employees of our Northland Bank."

Tartaglia patted his chest, as if to increase his credibility, and continued to speak: "You can ask Mr. Zhongli, he is also a guest of your Death Hall. ”

Qing Wenyan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, it seemed that this player was very proud of being Zhongli's long-term meal ticket.

However, Qing has always been very puzzled about one thing, that is, according to the way Tartaglia spends money, he has not been restricted from spending by the Solstice Country? Sure enough, he is still too rich, he really can't imagine the happiness of rich people.

Hu Tao next to him lit up after hearing Tartaglia's words, took half a step back, approached Qing, and asked in a low voice: "The task of the hall master is to beat him up and then take the money if he is sure, and if he is not enough, he will paddle to get the money." ”

Qing looked down at Hu Tao, who looked like a wealth fan, and even the plum blossoms in his eyes were about to turn into the shape of Mora, which made his heart skip a beat, and he directly reached out and scratched Hu Tao's nose and said, "The task of the hall master is absolutely complete." ”

Hu Tao was stunned when he felt Qing's movements, then reached out and touched his nose, and continued to speak: "Take advantage of his inattention, sneak attack him!" ”

Obviously, our Hu Tao Hall Master was very dissatisfied with Tartaglia's attack on her just now, and put his hands behind his back, ready to show his sneak attack level after seeing what disadvantages Qing had.

After all, Tartaglia didn't say that she wasn't allowed to help, and our Afterlife Hall was a very well-behaved place.

Qing took two steps back, looked at Tartaglia in front of him indifferently, and said, "You do it first, Dada Duck." ”

Every time Qing called out this name, he couldn't help but think of the simple appearance of Da Da Duck in his mind, and then he smiled.

Tartaglia looked at Qing's uncontrollable smile, remembered Qing's sneak attack on him again, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a longbow appeared in his hand.

Kiyoya followed suit, he didn't need to show his strength, but it was still fun to play with Tartaglia.

"You're welcome."

Tartaglia pulled the bowstring at great speed, and almost instantly, several arrows made of water elements flew towards Qing.

Qing didn't use the sword momentum, but just swung out a sword at random, and the sword qi directly engulfed the arrow.

"It's so boring."

Qing looked at Tartaglia with a smile, and with a tap of his toes, he disappeared in place, and then appeared behind Tartaglia in the next moment, and the blade was handed to Tartaglia's back.

Tartaglia hurriedly turned around, the longbow in his hand turned into a dagger, which was able to block Qing's sword, and then raised his head to look at Qing, his face was a little complicated.

He could see that Qing didn't use any force, so he forced out the means that he didn't plan to use, not to mention that even so, it was still the result of Qing withdrawing.

Of course, Qing didn't intend to end there, and with a slight twist of his wrist, he swung a sword in the direction of Tartaglia.

A hand-long sword qi flew towards Tartaglia, and Qing in the back had already put the cold into the sheath and looked at Tartaglia with an indifferent face.

Tartaglia clenched the dagger in his hand, and the current distance made him unable to dodge at all, so he began to condense the water element into the dagger in his hand, blocking in the direction of the sword qi.

"Uhhh

Without any hindrance, the sword qi passed through Tartaglia and cut off a tree behind it.

The dagger in Tartaglia's hand had been broken into two sections, but Qing did not kill him, and the sword qi swept over his shoulder, leaving only a faint wound on his shoulder.