At this time, there is no way to argue whether what Mo Dai said is true or false. If it is true, then Mo Dai's Jedi blow made Ni Ji, that is, Mrs. Birch Ying, unable to have her own child, then it is really a grudge to repay grievances, and it is not wrong.

If it is someone else, or because of the difference in appearance, he will favor Mrs. Huaying, but it is not a coincidence, the person Mo Dai found is a delusion. People hold grudges, not to mention delusion or official Devil May Cry, and the degree of his grudges is even more unusual. Since Lady Birch Oriole almost killed him, how could he do good with it.

He clapped his hands, smiled, and said, "I have to say, your play is wonderful." Let's ask again, what you want to kill, is it Bai Ling, that is, Hua Unintentional, or, Mo Dai?"

Mo Dai said several times that she had no intention of killing the flower, but she was delusional, and she still asked questions like this.

Although Mo Dai's red and white eyes are still fierce, after all, she is a caged bird who stays in the Peach Blossom Nunnery all the year round, although she has seen many people who come to the Peach Blossom Nunnery to seek medical treatment, dignitaries, meritorious princes, and heroic bandits, but after all, she will not particularly understand the thoughts of outsiders.

Her white and slender hand clenched into a fist again, and it was heart-wrenching to see it, so hard, and long nails, once or twice, this palm was really sinful.

"Kill, these two, they both deserve to die!"

Seeing that her eyes were firm, she couldn't help but sigh, and asked, "Then, what about after killing the two of them, what about your appearance?"

After all, what a woman cares about the most, even more than her lover who has been taken away, is her appearance. She let go of her clenched fist, and her hand slowly touched her ruined face again. Delirium clearly saw that there were multiple nail blood marks on her palm. He was a little sympathetic to the poor woman, and he was even curious about the world, but there was any good way to restore the ruined face. If this woman in pink regains her former appearance, I don't know how many places Xi Shi can be on the list.

Before Mo Dai could say anything, he had already stood up, and he picked up the teacup and drank the rest of the tea. Placing the teacup on the table, it sounded softly, and then, listening to his cold tone, he even said arrogantly like Bai Ling: "Bai Ling, you are indeed going to die, but it is not these times." I don't know how long you've endured, but since you can't afford to avenge yourself, don't force others to risk it for you now. ”

"When?"

Xiaoyu frowned slightly, and then said: "I guess, it's half a year." ”

Hearing the answer, Mo Dai nodded and said, "Okay, this is the deposit." ”

After Mo Dai finished speaking, she took out a palm-sized blue book and put it on the table. Delusional and curious, but cautious, I don't dare to grasp it directly with my hands.

After Mo Dai saw it, he sneered and said, "If the slave family has the intention to harm you, you can throw colorless and tasteless water poison in the tea." This is the stitching method of the incense in the sleeve of the fairy. As for where to get the incense in the sleeves, you don't have to worry about the slave family if you want to come. ”

After smiling, he waved his hand and put away the small blue book on the table, and then the people in the rivers and lakes hugged their fists and thanked: "That's it, thank you a lot." ”

I wanted to be as arrogant as a cold word, and took out the silver to pay the bill, but after a long time, there were only a dozen coppers, which was very embarrassing. When Mo Dai saw it, she couldn't help but snort coldly, and then said: "Although you don't have a few taels of money, you can pay a tea account, and the slave family will not be so depressed." ”

He had to touch the back of his head and smile awkwardly, hugged his fists again, and then walked away.

When he went downstairs, he walked down the street in vain, without his loose robe, he couldn't put his hands in his sleeves, so he had to hug his chest and seem to walk slowly. walked and walked, but the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked with an evil smile. He closed his eyes, his ears moved slightly, and then he became even more curious.

"These cubs, uncle, I'm still curious, how they won't be killed by Yaoguang and a few people. Since I'm here, don't go back, don't say whether I'm delirious or not, and which city I'm from, but the most basic, I'm delirious, but I'm from Daye. ”

Talking to himself, the voice is naturally soft, and others can't hear it.

But in the next moment, the wind rose on the street, and the pedestrians were all wondering.

And after the wind stopped, delirium had appeared in a dead end a hundred steps away, and only this kind of place was the most suitable for killing.

Still clasping his hands in front of his chest, he stood straight in the alley, his eyes closed, listening to the wind.

After a while, the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the wind came. At this time, he took off the blindfold of his left eye again, revealing his purple eyes like crystal. When the sharp weapon was only half an inch away from him, this white shadow thief dissipated invisibly.

Disappearing with him was the flying blade that the people of Dongli called kunai.

When the delirium reappeared, he held the pitch-black kunai in his backhand and swung it out, drawing a half-moon-shaped trajectory. Echoing it, there was a gorgeously dressed boy, a warrior with a throat, an expression of disbelief, and fell to the ground head-on. Xiao Delirium gently shook the kunai in his hand, shook off the blood on the blade, and the corners of his mouth hooked again, revealing an evil smile. Grave

"I thought that Dongli people had a lot of ability, but look at it like this, Yaoguang They are indeed capable of killing pigs and dogs like you!"

Mocking words, but the people in the shadows are still calm. I can't help but admire in my heart, these people are really good-temperamental, and they can endure it. But he forgot that on the territory of Daye, Lincheng has Lincheng, Ziwei City has Ziwei City, but on top of these dialects, there is also the official dialect that is widely used based on Jingzhou dialect, or Yahua.

But these Dongli people are not all good at it, or they can understand this big Ye Ya dialect. Alone is muttering there, but in the shadows, they are really like listening to the heavens.

It was the sound of a sharp weapon breaking the wind again, and the delusion was hiding to the side again, and it was at this time that there was another sound of a sharp weapon breaking the wind. It was two sharp Dongli Tai knives, one left and one right, one in front and one behind, cutting off the way of retreat.

Misfortune used the bitter sword to block the coming sword. The blade of the sword collided with Kuwu, and the two blades intersected and sparkled everywhere. And the previous one, Na Dongli cut the Taidao in the direction of delusion. Just when the sword was about to be attached to the delirium, the delirium raised a kick and hit the wrist of the person who left the east.

The strength of the delusional legs is not bad, and when he kicks it over, he only hears the sound of broken bones, and at the same time, it is the muffled sound of human pain. And the Dongli man who used the bitter unblocked in vain, he walked forward quickly, splashing a lot of sparks again, and the kunai separated from the Taidao and slid upward.

This Dongli person didn't have such good luck, but he just broke a finger bone. The position where the kunai crossed is the center of the neck of the person who leaves the east, the position of the Adam's apple. This suffering has never been merciless, and the neck of this Dongli person has been cut deeply, the skin and flesh are turned outward, and the blood continues to gush out.

One person was not solved, and he smashed the back of the dead man's head with his elbow, and the unlucky Dongli man was directly weak, face down, and fell to the ground. The blood continued to pour out, and even though he covered it with his hands, it still flowed through the cracks between his fingers. This Dongli man is still convulsing there, pitiful like a fish that has been dehydrated for too long.

Holding kunai in his hand, he looked at the Dongli who was kicked by him and shattered his finger bones, he sneered, and said, "Then you, can you understand Daye Ya's words?"

Although this Dongli man who had broken his finger bones was weak, his instinct made him still hold his sword tightly. Seeing the ferocious eyes of the ghosts and gods of the cold and eastern netherworld, I couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine, and my body trembled.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of replying, he smiled again, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. The kunai in his hand played a few beautiful sword flowers like a short knife dagger, and then held it tightly again.

"Since you can't understand it, there's no point in living. After all, I'm a Daye person, and I never show mercy to the Dongli people!"

The words fell, even though this Dongli people were already afraid and prepared in advance, but they were still one step slower. The silver light flashed, and the bitter stab in the hand of the delusional man stabbed this thing in the chest. This Dongli person thought that this life was about to be, and when Kun Wu was only three or two minutes away from his chest, a "boom" came, and he gave up stabbing this Dong Li person to death, holding Kun Wu and raising his hand to block.

Kunai hit something, and the flying hidden weapon landed, and it was a pitch-black four-cornered dart.

Looking in the direction where the pitch-black quadrangular dart was flying, there was no fear in the delusional eyes, some were still cold, and there was excitement. Four or five paces away, there were three people standing, just like the Dongli people who were killed and disabled by him, all dressed in tight black clothes, and their face armor covered the part below their noses.

"Among you, are there any people who can understand my official language?"

Looking at this posture, it seems that these people are not here to kill themselves, but old friends who have come to drink and chat with him. Among the three of them, the man in the middle took a step forward and said in a not very skilled Daye Ya dialect: "Dusk Cold Building, the Lord of Devil May Cry." It's you who sent someone to mess up my plan to leave the empire!"

Delusional curiosity, curious about how these Dongli people knew that the disappearance of their companions in large numbers was caused by the people in Devil May Cry?

Xiao Yu didn't intend to deny it, nodded directly, and said, "Yes, it's true that I did it in Devil May Cry." How, in terms of the ability to stealthily assassinate, even you despicable Dongli people are also going to fall behind, right? But, ah, you have miscalculated, even if you are not secretly fighting directly in the open, you Dongli people, still come a few, kill a few!"

In the last few sentences, the tone is quite heavy, and on the delusional face, the smile is also restrained, and the killing intent is fully displayed.

"However, when it comes to assassination, only we ninjas are the most invincible!"

After the Dongli man finished saying this, his hairs stood on end, which was an instinctive warning in the face of danger. He was careless, but in an instant, from all directions, the uncountable Dongli ninja appeared and killed him.

The way away was sealed, and in the eyes of the Dongli people who could speak Daye Ya, the Lord of Devil May Cry in front of him was already a dead body at this moment.

How do you know, when he sees the eyes of delusion, he is inexplicably afraid. The corners of his mouth were hooked again, revealing a wicked smile. His elegance is also full of banter, like a flower cat showing weakness in order to tease the mouse, the mouse thinks it has taken the lead, how do you know, in this way, it is easier to die.

Dongliren, who could speak Daye Ya's words, only heard a few words in a cold voice, he didn't quite understand the meaning of these words, and roughly listened, it should be a door exercise.

What popped out of the mouth of the delusional man was four words, and these four words were "Shadow of the Walking Leaves!"