Alice stood under the ghostfire corridor and looked around a little boredly.

Suddenly, there was the sound of familiar footsteps.

"Yuankun!" As soon as he heard the voice, Alich immediately guessed who was coming, "Where have you run again?" Sure enough, the red-haired man who walked out of the dark was her familiar partner Yuan Kun.

It's just that he's a little different from what he's used to be.

His red hair grew longer, and his eyes were like burning flames, sometimes bewitching and sometimes cold.

"Tut, it's really different if you become a skilled killer." Seeing his unusual temperament, Alishi couldn't help but sigh, "It looks a little human!" ”

"Hmm."

"Where's your technique?" Arich looked around and was disappointed to see that he was alone.

She hadn't seen Yuankun's technique yet.

"She's not here." Yuan Kun replied.

"What kind of person are you? I heard that she is a big beauty! ”

"Average."

"Wow, why are you like this, to be honest, are you not interested in women, in fact, you are...?" Alishi deliberately lowered her voice and blinked at Yuankun, her eyes full of gossip.

"It's not." Yuan Kun replied.

"I don't believe it!"

...

Ghostly and ghostly, Qingluan fastened his cloak and suddenly spoke, "By the way, there is something I want to ask you." ”

"You say."

"As for the latest rumors, did you spread them?" Qingluan asked.

"You mean, the Sword of Resurrection?" The young man immediately guessed the "rumor" that Qingluan was referring to.

Qingluan nodded.

The young man smiled slightly, "It's good for me to spread this rumor, but I don't have to. He paused, looked at Qingluan and continued, "Moreover, the Xiya Sword is the prey of the Divine Silence. ”

"If it weren't for you, who would have said it?" Qingluan pondered.

"What do you mean—" The young man suddenly sensed something.

"I'm just guessing." Qingluan smiled slightly and said, "It's not easy to judge for the time being, but if your eyes see something, maybe we can exchange information." ”

"Then it's decided."

She is the same kind of person as herself.

He clearly understood that she, like himself, was the supremacy of interests.

Before leaving, Qingluan stood under the stone staircase and looked up at him, "Since you want to destroy fate, what is your next plan?" ”

"What do you propose?" He asked.

"The duel between Black Slayer Arlo and Will is about to begin." Qingluan said.

"You mean, Will?" The young man guessed Qingluan's target at once.

"If you're not mistaken, he's also the guardian of the Son of Luck." Qingluan glanced at him, and a hint of silver flashed in his eyes, "Didn't you ever think of making a move on him?" ”

The young man was stunned.

As if thinking of something, his brow furrowed inadvertently.

Seeing his expression, Qingluan pressed the curvature of the corners of his lips and turned slightly, "I'll go first, I hope to hear good news next time." ”

"I won't let you down." The young man looked down at the departing figure at the foot of the ghostly fire ladder.

The purple and gold pupils shimmer with a faint luster.

"She wants to take advantage of you." After Qingluan's figure disappeared, the white-clothed young man Changling suddenly walked out from behind him, and his moist blue-purple eyes were full of unreal gold, "Ze." ”

Hearing this, the young man withdrew his gaze and seemed to smile.

"What a beautiful and dangerous rose."

"It's clearly a sharp blade." Long Ling's side eyes, blue and purple eyes slightly overlap with purple gold.

"Changling." The young man walked towards the ghostly fire, as if he had melted into the ghostly fire, "Check the news about the rumors." ”

"Okay."