"If one day I'm developed. I hope Kitahara can change back to what I was when I was a kid. ”

Tiger was very introverted when she first came into contact with her, but after getting along for so long, her personality slowly began to become lively.

I can't say how cheerful it is, but it's noticeably more talkative.

At this time, she was also a little drunk, and talked about her hometown in a flickering manner.

She talked about the past, about the present, about the future.

She talked about mountain spirits, about wild monsters, about the animals she grew up with.

Although there was some ambiguity, everyone could hear her love for that land in her words.

Maybe her childhood was painful enough, but she was still willing to love life.

"To be honest, I still like the idea of the Hall of Eternal Life, because I've really seen a place where there is no oppression for civilians." Long Aotian drank wine and seemed to be recalling something: "Once there, I didn't feel that there was anything to be happy about a stable life, and I even felt that that kind of peaceful world would only limit the realization of my talents."

It wasn't until I grew up and came here that I realized what miserable it would be for civilians living at the bottom to be unlimited.

To be honest, I like the Hall of Eternal Life very much now, or I have never liked it so much. Long Aotian took a sip of wine, his thoughts seemed to drift far, far away, and it seemed that he had really been to a world that cared about civilians very much: "The Palace of Eternal Life really treats civilians as human beings, which is probably not easy in this world. They have ideas, and I'm naturally willing to help, even if my current status can be considered an exploiter. ”

Gao Liangfeng's eyebrows flashed, and he didn't answer his words.

He naturally knew what Long Aotian was alluding to, and he would not take this kind of self-inflicted bad words.

Gao Liangfeng didn't answer, and Long Aotian didn't continue, but took another sip of the wine in the bowl.

In his body, he smelled of loneliness.

It was a strange smell, he was surrounded by people, but he really felt lonely.

This loneliness is not the psychological helplessness, but the feeling that I am the only one in the world who is different.

Putting aside the familiarity of this feeling, he sometimes falls into this state as well.

Maybe it's hypocrisy, maybe it's touching the scene, maybe it's an instant that touches the heart, a dead ghost like him, a person who has no return is naturally lonely.

Now Long Aotian also exudes this smell, which makes him even more convinced that Long Aotian must have a secret.

When it was Bai Mian's turn, he frowned and thought for a while.

He had never drunk alcohol and rarely ate food, but now he was the most sober of all.

He didn't say anything drunk, and he didn't dream about the future with his tongue wide open.

He just thought, and finally sighed in confusion.

"The world of killers is very simple, I am not qualified to imagine the future, I may not even live to the future, all I can do is take care of the present.

I'm sorry, but I can't tell you anything about me right now.

There are some things that are not good to know too much. ”

Bai Mian is not very good at words, which makes his words sound like a pretense.

But everyone knows that this is the truth of the white face.

Putting an end to stretch out his hand and grabbed Bai Mian's shoulder, and patted him gently: "In life, everyone is bound by fate to move forward, and everyone can't help themselves." I'm not going to comfort you with anything, take care of yourself. ”

Bai Mian nodded slightly.

Putting an end is also an assassin.

Although he had never served with any of the Assassin Order, he had heard from the village chief's grandfather about his experience with the Assassin Order.

In addition, he had also experienced the brutal training methods of assassins, so he was a little empathetic when he spoke at this time.

Several people talked for a long time, and before they knew it, the sky was slanting to the west.

I was also a little drunk at the moment, dizzy, feeling that the skin of my whole face was swelling layer by layer, and my whole body was dizzy.

"I told you not to drink if you can't drink, you don't listen, and you don't want to think about what kind of alcohol you are, shame!" Long Aotian sat beside him and laughed at him, but in fact, Long Aotian at this time began to speak indistinctly, and his face was flushed, like a mad persimmon.

He didn't bother to refute him, he shook off Long Aotian's hand holding him, and poked his head out of the window, wanting to blow the wind and sober up.

As soon as he stretched his head out, he was attracted by a noise.

When I looked down, I saw a child being knocked to the ground, and two guards were pointing at him and cursing something.

The child knelt helplessly on the ground and kept kowtowing to the guards, but the guards were still angrily scolding him, kicking and beating him, and even forcing him to open his mouth and spit in his mouth.

This is not to understand the hatred, one of the guards even directly took out the long knife hanging from his waist and gestured at the child.

The child was frightened and turned around to run, but was grabbed by another guard, leaving the child immobilized.

"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me!"

The child cried out in despair, but it could not touch the hearts of the guards, who were controlling him laughed insolently, grabbed his arms firmly, and let his neck stick forward.

The other guard smirked and raised his knife, in fact, they didn't want to kill this kid in the first place, they just beat it, and the addiction to killing people came up.

In that case, let's kill it, it's just a civilian anyway.

The long knife was held high above his head and galloped down.

Seeing that there was no chance of survival, the boy could only scream, his eyes tightly closed, waiting for death.

But after waiting for a while with his eyes closed, the steel knife did not fall.

The boy opened his eyes and looked ahead in confusion.

A man in a black robe stood in front of him.

The man was holding the steel knife in his hand.

The guard swung it out with all his might, but the man was firmly grasped in his hand with only one hand, and it was the blade that was grasped!

The guard suddenly realized that the cultivation of the person in front of him was far superior to his own.

The man naturally put an end to it, he was not feeling well today, and everything he had experienced before and Gao Liangfeng's showdown in the restaurant made him feel worse and worse.

Now that he saw two guards trying to kill children in the street, how could he bear it?

With the strength of the wine, what forbearance, and what for more people were all left behind by him, he simply jumped out of the restaurant neatly and helped the boy block the knife.

"Your ......, my lord"

The guard's voice was fearful, and he spoke in disbelief, but before he could finish speaking, he put an end to the force of his right hand and pressed the whole knife back against the guard, and in the movement of his right hand, his left hand had already unconsciously wrapped around the guard's back and pushed the guard forward.

The knife in his right hand had been pressed against the guard's chest, and now the left hand was not allowed to push behind the guard.

Before the guard could finish his sentence, the steel knife cut off his arm entirely, and then the steel knife sliced through his shoulder to his chest.

"Poof."

With a burst of blood, most of the guard's body fell off and fell to the ground with a thud.

Blood flowed and spilled all over the ground.

Not to mention the boy, even the guards who bound the boy were stunned.

He screamed, loosened his grip on the little boy, and turned to run.

But he was so frightened that both legs were already weak, how could he run?

After only staggering a few steps, the guard couldn't run.

He felt a hand on his shoulder.

He froze in place, twisting his head a little.

Deman was standing behind him, smiling at him with a "nuclear goodness".

"What are you going to do back? Turn around. ”

As he spoke, he gently grabbed the guard's head and turned his head back.

However, there is a difference in the fact that the guard turned his head from the left just now, and he turned back from the right to help him turn back......

With a crisp snapping of bones, the guard's head twisted back to the front.

His entire neck was twisted three hundred and sixty degrees, and all the bones in his throat seemed to be crumbled inside.

One lap was not enough, and it took two more turns, three laps......

Eventually, the guard's neck was twisted into a rope, and he didn't lift his hand slightly, plucked the guard's head, and then threw it down.

With a croak, the head was smashed like a watermelon, and red, yellow, and white were scattered all over the street.

This is not the first time to kill people, but it is really rare to kill people in ordinary times.

If he hadn't been forced to do so, he wouldn't have killed him.

1739 is the kind of situation that is forced to happen.

For this reason, it is necessary to put an end to feeling guilty all the time.

There is even a faint posture of becoming a demon.

Usually, even in the face of scum, he will show mercy to his subordinates and not deprive the other party of his life.

He had never used such a cruel killing method once.

Because he knows the preciousness of life, he will not arbitrarily deprive others of their lives.

This is the first time.

I don't know if it's because of the stimulation of alcohol or because of the depression in his heart all the time, or if he hates this kind of murder of children in his bones.

He couldn't tell, but he knew he was out of control.

By the time he calmed down, the entire street was red with blood.

Putting an end to looking around at a loss, he looked up at the child he had saved.

The child was already stunned, and just stood there.

Don't walk over and say something to ease your child's fears.

But before he could say anything, he just leaned over and screamed in fright, turned around and ran into the alley.

I could only raise my hand and stand in place.