Arch's forehead was covered with a layer of cold sweat, and his entire nervous system tensed, almost allowing himself to attack like a sharp knife out of its sheath.

He struggled to hold back his stress response, and in this moment of lightning, a part of his consciousness made a vague but correct judgment. His hand should not have touched the stone yet, if something could happen through the space, why did Han Yi bother to force him for so long in the first place.

With such a hesitation, the spatial warp ended.

Roach was sure that the space was still the same as it was, and the chair under his ass and the shop where the scent of aged cheese in his scent had not changed. The only change was that a strong smell of blood erupted in the air, strongly stimulating his keen sense of smell. Almost at the same moment, his cat barked violently, and sprang up to his shoulder in vigilance, and stepped on his neck with a paw that stabbed at the tip of his claw.

He had reached out to touch the crystal's fingers and withdrew to grab his cat, and the crystal fell on the wooden table, rolling on the tablecloth a few times. Han Yi's hand slammed down, propped up on the table in pain. Roach then focused his gaze on the target, and finally saw where the blood was coming from. Bubbling blood was pouring down Han Yi's left shoulder, and a jet-black dagger was nailed to his shoulder, nailing him in half.

Roach stood up in shock, took a step back, slammed his knee into the chair, and nearly fell back into the chair. At this moment of his confusion, part of his consciousness replayed in his brain what his eyes had seen, but his mind missed the part of the conversation in shock.

In that moment, there was no sound of a sharp blade breaking through the wind. He felt a slight distortion of space, and only now did he realize that the core of that distortion was actually in Han Yi's body. This feeling was so terrifying that the roots of his tongue were about to be knotted, and some terrible changes were about to happen in Rao's body, and Han Yi himself must be able to perceive it clearly. Clearly known, but unstoppable, a body grows a core in its own **, condenses into a shape, breaks through the ground from muscles and bones, cuts meridians, and penetrates blood vessels. The mage's ears could hear even the subtle sound, a moment of cruelty and despair. Until the hard metal finally pierces the skin, peeking out of the flesh and condensing into a dagger that is even somewhat elaborate. Han Yi gasped heavily, his heart beating like a drum, as if he had been nailed to the ground by an invisible spear, and the smell of fear he exuded was like the smell of blood, and the smoked Luo Qi's heart beat faster.

His wounds were not necessarily worse than being stabbed in the back, but the way he intimidated them. Even Roach, who was not very experienced with iron and blood, sensed the meaning of cold punishment from the back of his tongue. Luo Qi pinched the cat's back with a slight tremble, and looked fixedly at the dagger that came out of the human body, the black metal Luo Qi was not the first time he had seen it, he was familiar with the texture and texture of this rare metal, and most of the time he felt kind, as if he was carrying Du Zhengyi's signature.

On more than one occasion, the black metal condensed out of thin air, forged into different weapons, and sent to different paths. It's just that this time it's extraordinarily cruel and bloody, and there is no wind about it, even if it's a battle mage, there's no way to dodge. Behind it is the coldness and precision of a killer, and Luo Qi subconsciously thought in his sluggishness that Du Zhengyi was really good at complex calculations. Moreover, he also silently announced one thing, and that was that he could. He can make a sharp blade grow from anywhere in Han Yi's place, shoulder, it is a warning, the next time it may be the intestines, maybe it is the brain, it makes no difference to him.

Roach swallowed, and was taken aback when he looked up. Since just now, the people around him have been leaving, but he didn't realize that the entire second floor was actually empty, and even Zhou Quan didn't know when he left. He subconsciously sniffled, and the most unusual thing in the air was the smell of Tibetan incense. From just now, his cat has been reminding him that the fragrance is not normal, it makes people anxious, and wants to leave. But he was too anxious to know Han Yi's hole cards, and he was sure that this incense couldn't do anything to people, so he ignored it. Only now did he realize that it was clearly someone who was silently clearing the field.

He tried to remember what kind of waiter had been the last time he had come to Tian Xiang, but he really didn't pay much attention, he only knew that it was a human. Human beings will always be ignored by mages.

At this moment, the sound of light footsteps sounded, and the two wooden staircases were walked through the whole. Luo Qi silently thought that he was attacking from such a long distance, so even if Han Yi was also an excellent battle mage, he didn't notice it in advance.

Du Zhengyi appeared at the top of the stairs and paused for a moment where the light could not reach. Luo Qi didn't dare to look at his expression, let alone observe whether there was disappointment hidden in the shadow, and hurriedly lowered his neck like an ostrich. He was still carrying the cat in one hand, and the other hand was at a loss for what to do.

Du Zhengyi walked over, walking more slowly, slowly walking towards them, his eyes falling on Han Yi's body. Every time he took a step closer, Luo Qi could feel that the temperature on the second floor of the teahouse had dropped by another degree, and the place where the smoke and fire in the world were strongest was like a graveyard. He almost didn't know such a Du Zhengyi, it's not that he hadn't been with him between life and death, and he didn't admit it at that time, it didn't matter very much, everything was as light as ever. It's not like that, there's nothing superfluous about it.

"Hahaha." A cold laugh suddenly erupted, with a rough echo in his throat, and Rocky was startled and clenched the cat tightly. He looked at Han Yi in confusion, and caught a glimpse of an extremely cruel expression on his face. The muscles on his face were hideous, he smiled obediently, more blood flowed from the wound on his shoulder, and he gritted his teeth and called out the name, "Du, Zheng, one." ”

Roach suddenly realizes that he was mistaken. He knew that Han Yi hated Du Zhengyi. But he miscalculated the extent of this hatred. He himself had never hated anyone deeply, perhaps because it was sexual, so he couldn't accurately estimate the hatred. He thought that he hated Li Xu and Zhao Zhiyan who had tortured him, but this hatred could only be regarded as unpleasant to the eye when it came to Han Yi's feelings towards Du Zhengyi?

Du Zheng walked behind Han Yi silently, Han Yi laughed convulsively, and Luo Qi smelled strong hatred, anger, hopelessness, and shame, these smells mixed together were like the stinky sweat on Xia Fatzi's body, and together they formed a soul body odor. Roach pursed his lips, an urge to completely shut down his telepathy and stop accepting the smell of this person. At this moment, he saw Du Zhengyi's hand raised, holding the handle of the dagger exposed on Han Yi's back shoulder.

No.

Du Zhengyi's hand used strength, the dagger was suddenly pulled out, and Han Yi's body twitched violently, and blood spurted out.

Luo Qi stood in shock, watching Du Zhengyi's every move in amazement. Han Yi's body shook for a moment before it forcibly stabilized, and his throat let out a rough laugh again, roughly stopping the bleeding for himself, and the blood was stained all over his hands.

Du Zhengyi looked at him coldly, indifferent to the blood and trauma in front of him. Passing over Han Yi's shoulder, the dagger made by Du Zhengyi was placed squarely on the table in front of Han Yi, and blood flowed down from the jet-black metal, staining a tablecloth.

"For the first time, on the shoulder." Du Zheng lowered his eyes, stretched out two fingers, and taunted Han Yi's head, his voice was as soft as a whisper. "The second time, crush your brain."

Han Yi laughed hysterically, "Good, good, threaten an innocent"

Du Zhengyi's mouth made an extremely impolite and impatient sound, Han Yi subconsciously held his breath, and then reacted, his face full of anger.

"Roach." Du Zhengyi finally raised his gaze and turned his cold gaze.

Luo Qi witnessed the side of Du Zhengyi that he had never seen before, and was still immersed in shock, until he really saw Du Zhengyi's eyes, he suddenly came to his senses, picked up the cat and walked around the table towards Du Zhengyi.

Du Zhengyi stared at him with a cold anger in his eyes, Luo Qi gasped slowly, tiptoeing, like an extremely non-flammable inert substance, let your anger rage, don't want to ignite him.

At this critical moment of life and death, Luo Qi couldn't help but sneak a glance at the storage crystal that had been thrown aside, and there was a vague calculation in his heart, and he was unwilling to leave like this.

"Roach!" Du Zhengyi roared warningly, reaching out and grabbing him.

"Ahhhh Luo Qi pinched his head fiercely, bypassed Du Zhengyi to grab his hand, and flashed behind Du Zhengyi, so that he couldn't continue to stare at him as he wished.