"You're trying to ask me, is it fifty-two?"

Yin Hong was surprised for a while, and then smiled easily.

"Yes. ”

Xiao Xiong didn't deny it, nodded seriously, and then said with emotion: "Brother, your illusion is too powerful." Even if you sit facing each other, less than eight feet apart, I really can't see through you, brother. Everyone is now in the same boat, brother, you might as well tell me openly and honestly, so as not to let everyone be suspicious and hurt their feelings. ”

"Huh. It seems that you have decided that I am fifty-two, brother. Actually, I want to admit that I'm fifty-two, but the problem is, I'm not him. If you don't believe me, you might as well pinch my face with your hand. Illusion can't change a person's touch, right? Whether it's true or not, it's not something you can know by touching. ”

Yin Hong smiled even more heartily.

As he spoke, he also leaned his face towards Xiao Xiong.

As if there was no fear.

Faced with this suggestion, Xiao Xiong's expression flickered, and he hesitated for a long time before slowly shaking his head: "There is no need to pinch your face." Brother, since you said you weren't, then you weren't. For my brother's words, I still trust someone. ”

This is undoubtedly a kind of garlic.

But if he wants to pretend to be garlic, Yin Hong will naturally not expose it, and he will thank him for his trust and say something more polite and hypocritical.

But at this moment, a small black snake suddenly appeared in the sand next to him.

"Huh, you're a little thing?"

Seeing this little snake, Yin Hong's brows couldn't help but wrinkle.

"Brother Xian recognizes the origin of this thing?"

Xiao Xiong also frowned.

If it wasn't for Yin Hong opening his mouth just now, he wouldn't have been able to discover the existence of this little snake.

This made him annoyed, ashamed, and wary.

"It's an old friend's whistle. Wait here for a while, and I'll meet its owner for a while. ”

Nodding silently, Yin Hong stood up with a strange face.

As he spoke, he was a sword qi that cut off the tail of the little snake.

This spiritual creature seemed to be about to be civilized, and when it was in pain, it was about to go back to find the master's shelter, but Yin Hong hurriedly followed unhurriedly.

It wasn't long before a figure shrouded in a heavy cloak appeared in his field of vision.

Needless to say, it is Dong Qinqin, who has just been away for a short time - Miss Dong!

Dong Qinqin seemed to have expected Yin Hong to come, and while opening his hand to put his little snake into his sleeve, a crescent moon blade slowly floated in his right hand: "Should I call you Lu Jian's name? Or Yin Hong? Or is it the fifty-second? And the current eighty-fourth? You are really a thousand faces, and you are unparalleled! But no matter how many faces you have, I can only see a big 'hypocrisy' on your face! Say! What happened to San Lang? Why did you become like him? What evil method did you use? Why does it look exactly like Saburo?"

Dong Qinqin is very smart.

Therefore, after Yin Hong handed over Feiyun's head, she was basically sure that he was Yin Hong.

She hated him because he seemed to have killed her lover.

But for some reason, she couldn't muster the courage to make a move, so even if her voice was fierce, her amateur hand that controlled the magic weapon showed no sign of strength at all.

"Since I have become like him, then he is naturally dead. Isn't it normal for someone to be killed as a killer?

Yin Hong spread his hands and opened his mouth frankly, as if he took it for granted.

And when he said this, there seemed to be a flame burning in his eyes.

What do you mean by "what exactly did you do to Saburo"?

Although No. 84 was indeed killed by me, according to common sense, he went to chase and kill Feiyun and was killed by Feiyun, and I picked up a leak and killed the seriously injured Feiyun, which is not the most reasonable script.

Why, then, did you question me so much in the first place?

What's wrong with me becoming him?

People are dead, and I'm not allowed to borrow his skin?

You have treated me Yin Hong as a wicked person from the beginning, how can we continue to communicate amicably?

"Dead? he's dead? Did you kill him!?"

Dong Qinqin couldn't help but stumble, and the magic weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, but then, he suddenly questioned Yin Hong sharply.

- like an angry cat.

At least, that's what Yin Hong thinks.

"So what? You want to avenge him, aren't you afraid that I'll kill you together?"

Yin Hong smiled evilly, but in this smile, there was obviously a thick anger.

He's uncomfortable!

Because everyone is a killer, why do you have people who care? Who remembers when you die? Who wants to avenge you!

And I, I'm going to be wanted all over the world?

Friends are not like friends, enemies are not like enemies!

A master who finally came to the door also abandoned me in the end!

And the nun in front of him, whom he has always admired very much, also put him in the position of a wicked person from the beginning.

Even if there is nothing wrong with her doing this, it is even a symbol of wisdom and intelligence.

But, am I really angry with my fat tiger?

"Don't you want revenge?

Because of his anger, Yin Hong's tone was much crazier.

He didn't even notice that before he knew it, he was starting to be jealous of a dead man.

It's ridiculous.

Because in Yin Hong's logic, life is always the first element, and the dead are not qualified to worry the living.

But now, he is really jealous of the eighty-four, who has been dead for a long time.

"Why? Why are you doing this? Are you all about killing? If you're not an enemy, why can't you let Saburo go?"

Dong Qinqin couldn't help but scream.

Moreover, it is still in a questioning tone.

She couldn't understand Yin Hong, because in her opinion, Yin Hong and No. 84 had no grudges at all.

If there is no grudge or hatred, why kill people?

It's like Yin Hong couldn't understand why he couldn't kill a killer who tried to assassinate a target he didn't know.

Everybody kills people, and they kill people who have no grudges, are you right? Am I wrong?

"Because I like it! I'm just full of killing! I'll kill anyone who doesn't like me! Are you satisfied? Haven't you already had the answer after all that? In that case, why bother asking these stupid questions? Want revenge? Come on! Look how you kill me with a mere silver medal!"

Yin Hong roared angrily.

He came with reconciliation, but Dong Qinqin's various actions and words have deeply stimulated him who is lonely.

In fact, if he had known that No. 84 was Dong Qinqin's Taoist companion, he might have let him go.

Even if that means he's going to reveal a lot of his secrets.

But how can there be so many ifs in this world?

And Dong Qinqin obviously didn't think about this.

She didn't understand why Yin Hong killed No. 84, that was Yin Hong's "No. 84" was her "San Lang", if it was replaced by someone else, she would actually be able to understand.

However, in the face of love, women are often selfish and blind.

Therefore, no matter whether Yin Hong knew the relationship between No. 84 and her, and no matter what the real reason and motive for Yin Hong to kill No. 84 was, she couldn't forgive him.

The questioning is just to make his revenge seem reasonable, so as to tear up the short-lived and one-sided friendship between the two sides.

Except to make her feel better, it doesn't make sense at all.

"You're a madman!"

Looking at Yin Hong in disbelief, Dong Qinqin's eyes were full of disappointment, and then his red lips pursed, and the magic weapon on the ground had already flown out, like an ice flower strangled towards Yin Hong.

It's a pity that the magic weapon on her side has just been shot, and Yin Hong has already flashed in front of her like a ghost: "You want revenge for being so weak? Do you think I will be merciful? Die with your useless Taoist companion!"

Saying angrily, Yin Hong smashed a punch into Dong Qinqin's abdomen, knocking her upside down and flying out.

This punch was extremely heavy, almost shattering Dong Qinqin's internal organs.

Dong Qinqin only snorted, and the whole person passed out with a hint of relief.

And looking at Miss Dong who was lying on the sand, her headscarf was falling off, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding, Yin Hong couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

He suddenly figured it out.

It turned out that Miss Dong didn't want revenge.

All she wants is an explanation for the dead Saburo.

She wants to use her death to tell the dead Saburo that she didn't lose him!!

Although the revenge failed, just as San Lang was willing to take the risk to assassinate Feiyun for her, she was also willing to "send death" in front of Yin Hong for him!

"Love...... It's really stupid!"