Chapter Two Hundred and Three: Brother and Sister
"Brother, no. ”
The little girl sobbed, pulled the corner of her brother's clothes and said sadly: "Sang Lu doesn't want to leave, Sang Lu doesn't want to be a saint, I don't want to serve the gods, and I don't want to fly to the sky." Sang Lu wants to follow Brother, if Brother has a sister-in-law in the future, Sang Lu will sleep in the firewood room, don't drive Sang Lu away. ”
The black and thin boy saw his sister's sobbing appearance, and his heart sobbed in distress, but he knew that only by becoming a saint was the only way for his sister to get rid of the evil karma in this life, he was a robber in his last life, and he didn't know how many people he killed, so he was destined to atone for his sins in the third world, and he couldn't even enter the Buddha hall, but his sister was different, his sister was reincarnated as a lotus, and she was destined to become a saint, and she couldn't stumble with him in the untouchables!
Those bad boys on the street are always asking for news of their sister these days, and if they see their beautiful and kind sister, God knows what these people will do.
A pure and kind person like my sister should live in Ned's temple and be worshipped by the believers, not in this hellish place, and my sister must be sent out and sent to Ned!
Thinking of this, the boy gritted his teeth and suppressed the reluctance in his heart, and said resolutely: "Tomorrow is the day to choose a saint, Ah Mei rest early!"
With that, the boy pulled out of the bend of the pillow and left the inner room, cutting out the whimpering as the curtain fell.
Suddenly, an inconspicuous bell sounded, and the boy's sad face suddenly turned cold, and he drew the scimitar silently, and the whole person floated behind the door like green smoke, listening carefully to the movement outside the door.
"Dongzhi, Dongzhi. A partner's low voice sounded outside the door: "There is a person in the tavern who is looking for a guide who can speak official language, can you take this job?"
"Pick up!" With the categorical words, the door of the wall house was opened, and the black and thin boy flashed out as he put his knife back into its sheath, and as soon as he went out, he locked the door tightly, and hung up several large locks.
"Dongzhi, every time I see you go out, I lock the door tightly, are you afraid that my wife will be stolen?"
After confirming that the door was completely locked, the thin black boy who was called Dongzhi inserted the scimitar into his belt, turned around and said lightly: "It's that there are too many mechanisms in my room, and I'm afraid that those thieves who don't know how to live or die will enter by mistake, and I don't have extra bedding." ”
The young man who was still laughing just now shrank his head in fright, and smacked his tongue: "You guy, you are really ruthless." ”
"In this hell, you can't live if you don't be ruthless!" The black thin boy adjusted the scimitar to the most comfortable position, patted it and looked up and said, "Why are you so kind today, hand over such a good job to me, and don't you want to honor your master?"
"Aha, of course a good job depends on you.."
Before he finished speaking, the scimitar was unsheathed, the cold light shone on his eyes, the young man's eyes were subconsciously closed, and when he opened them again, he only felt that half of his neck was bubbling cold, a sharpened scimitar was on his neck, and the black thin boy had fierce eyes like a falcon.
The young man stiffened his neck and begged for mercy: "Dongzhi, if you have something to say, you put down the scimitar, this knife is too sharp, and my neck will be cut." ”
The black thin boy was expressionless, pressed the scimitar to the young man's throat, and asked coldly, "To be honest, there are obviously people in the tavern who can speak official language, why did they come to me on purpose?"
"I say, I say, you put down the knife first!" the young man didn't even dare to swallow his saliva, and poured beans as if to tell the situation in the tavern: "This morning a masked foreigner came to the city, and he had a conflict with Master Ke Luta, and I heard that Master Ke Luda was subdued by him, and there was a lot of trouble. ”
"God knows how this man found our tavern, but he also knows that we have an official speaker here, who said that he would find a guide to translate to Ned, but you also know that we are all untouchables, where can we get close to the Holy City, and this person even dares to move Master Ke Luta, maybe he will go to the Holy City to do something bad. So no one in the tavern dared to take over this business, but this person was so terrible, his momentum was as powerful as the devil, and he was so powerful that he couldn't stand it, so I said that I knew someone who could speak official language. ”
"Your life is fate, but mine is not?" The black thin boy took back the scimitar and said puzzledly: "You don't look like a fool, why don't you run away since you came out, you really treat your cheap master as a father?"
"Brother Dongzhi, it's not that I don't want to run, look at the sky. The young man pointed to the sky with a sad face, and the black thin boy looked up, and two Falling Yuyuan magnetic beads were floating above the heads of the two.
The black thin boy was startled and wanted to avoid it, but found that one of them was following him, and was trying to find a place to hide, when an arc of electricity fell at his feet, knocking out a hole in the ground.
"Brother Dongzhi, don't run, I've tried it all, this bead is more flexible than a person, I saw it pierce through such a thick stone slab with my own eyes. The young man wept and gestured: "If we don't go back in half an hour, we will never have to go back." ”
Dongzhi's face turned pale, and only then did he know what kind of trouble the partner in front of him had caused to himself, since the masked monster could subdue Master Ke Kill, killing them was no different from crushing two ants.
In the end, the two desperate young men did not have the courage to try desperately, and entered the tavern with heavy steps, and as soon as they entered, a cool air rushed from the soles of their feet and rushed to the top of their heads.
In the tavern lay the ruthless characters of Hyderabad, and the tall and thin man in the mask and star robe sat among the "corpses" on the ground, looking at the two of them.
"Are you the guide?"
The jerky sound of metal scraping made the scalps of the two of them numb, the black thin boy's head was blank, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and there was a warmth in his lower abdomen, as if something was about to flow out, and he opened his mouth, but there was only the sound of sucking and teeth chattering.
Tang Luo, who didn't get a response, frowned dissatisfiedly, if he could understand his words, he would say something about it.
Dongzhi could almost tell the displeasure of the man behind Gou Chen's mask, but he couldn't say a word, only the sound of "ho-ho-ho" in his throat.
To be killed, to be killed!
I can't die, I can't die, if I die, who will protect Ah Mei!
Out of nowhere, a burst of strength was born, and the thin black boy held back two words: "Yes.. Me!"
Suddenly, all the pressure on their bodies was gone, and the two young men fell to their knees as if they had been fished out of the water, gasping for air.
Live.. Did you survive?
The two of them couldn't help but think of it in their hearts, but none of them dared to raise their heads, this corpse was too terrifying, far beyond their perception of ferocity.
Just trying to find a guide and kill a room of people, what kind of devil is this masked man!
Just when the two of them were slandering, the young man's cheap master's calf suddenly twitched, and he struggled to get up.