Tang Xiaofool glanced at the shadow in the distance as if unintentionally, a hint of appreciation appeared in his eyes, and then moved his gaze back to the person in front of him who was heavily surrounded—Yun Kai, the palace master of the puppet palace.

The elegant man in his forties was blue at this time, staring at Mo Wai and Tang Xiaoyu, and said hatefully: "I really raise tigers." ”

Mo cried and smiled innocently: "Why did the third uncle say this? If you want to say that raising a tiger is a problem, that 'tiger' should also be the third uncle, right?"

Yun Kai, the former puppet palace master of the White Tiger Palace, and the sworn brother of the previous puppet palace master, ranked third.

Yun Kai was stunned for a moment, and his face flushed slightly: "Yes, I admit that I can't get rid of the death of the fifth junior brother, but how have I treated you for so many years? Have I ever had the intention of harming you? I am also very sad about the death of the fifth junior brother, but do I have a way? But if there is a little possibility, why should I be like this? I am ashamed of your father, but am I ashamed of you?"

Mo cried and blinked: "I didn't say that the third uncle is worthy of me, you have become a chopping board fish now, if I hate you so much, will I still be here to chat with you?"

Yun Kai was stunned: "Then what are you doing here?"

Mo cried and smiled: "It's nothing, I just don't think you are worthy of being the palace master of this puppet palace, 'please' you come down from this position." ”

Yun Kai frowned: "I don't understand what you mean. ”

Mo cried and asked, "Don't understand, what's there not to understand?"

Yun Kai said: "Your father is a grace to me for recreation, and I still remember it in my heart. You are right, now that you are a sword and I am a fish, then why do you have to humiliate me so much? It is reasonable for you to kill me to avenge my father and brother. If you had taken my head, I would not have closed my eyes and waited for death. But now that the tide has set, you don't have to humiliate me with your words so often. ”

Mo Wai looked at Tang Xiaoyu and asked, "Did you say he misunderstood something?

Tang Xiaoyu smiled slightly: "Naturally not." ”

Yun Kai couldn't bear his anger: "You are openly rebellious, you are a lackey for the ignorant thief to destroy the puppet palace that your father has worked so hard to manage, and you keep saying that I am not worthy of being the master of this palace, so he Luo Changxiu is an ignorant erector, is he worthy of being a sinister villain?"

Mo cried and smiled, took two steps forward, put his mouth to Yun Kai's ear, and said softly: "Puppet Palace, the surname is Mo." After speaking, he took two steps back, looked at Yun Kai's slightly changing face and waved his hand: "Invite the third uncle down to rest." ”

Yu Shu lowered his head slightly: "Don't worry, the young palace master, his subordinates will take care of the cloud hall master." ”

Mo Cry turned around and walked into the distance: "Tang Xiaoyu, let's go, let's try our skills too, don't let the wine hall be too tired." ”

"Wine ......" Yun Kai's expression moved when he heard this, and he was about to speak, when Yu Shu made a gesture of "please": "Cloud Hall Master, please?"

Yun Kai looked at Mo Wai's back with complicated eyes, nodded, and left with Yu Shu.

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"It's endless, when will it be finished?" Wen Qihua was a little dizzy, squinted at the slightly shaking ground, knocked down a person with a stick, and muttered to himself.

"Here, take Luo Changxiu's head and rest over there, and change someone to come over. The shadow threw a round rumbling thing to Wen Qihua and said lightly.

Wen Qihua subconsciously took it: "I can still kill." ”

The shadow kicked away a person who rushed to his side: "You're going to lose your strength, go and rest." Seeing that he was in a trance, he walked over and gave him a slap in the face.

Wen Qihua shuddered, regained his clarity, and hurriedly said, "I know." "Throw away the broken stick and trot to rest under the tree.

The shadow watched him leave, taking advantage of no one's attention, and quietly wiped the blood from his lips. He was able to win because of his excellent internal strength, so he narrowly killed those four people. But the masters of the Ming Palace are not as good as the Dark Palace, and the Ming Palace does not pay attention to the hidden weapon organs, and the four people, including Luo Changxiu, are all strong in martial arts, and their combat experience is also extremely rich. If you are not careful, it is not necessarily which side will die.

Shadow took out the last six bone-piercing nails from his arms, thought about it and put them back again, cheering up and continuing to kill. His role is no longer to tell the killers who are working hard that he has not yet fallen. Fortunately, none of the remaining people who need to deal with it have the strength to threaten Shadow, but the physical injuries will worsen as Shadow continues to move.

"Outnumbered? I don't believe in that, I only believe in the law of the jungle. If you die so easily, where can you accompany me to the day when you slaughter the common people and overlook the world?"

The shadow suddenly stopped, smiling wryly and sorting out his wounded meridians. He didn't fall, but he didn't continue to fight, just quietly watching the battlefield where the killing was nearing its end.

Dressed in black so that you can't see the blood stains on your body, while white clothes can only look arrogant and innocent among the dead corpses everywhere.

The silver-white mask on the shadow's face splattered a few drops of blood, but the robe was surprisingly clean, only the little blood stained from the shallow scars, not even a little mud. The waist and back are straight, the long shirt has wide sleeves, and it is really quiet and arrogant.

Although it is not a quick change, it is only three hours from the beginning to the end of the battle. If you have a slight upper hand from the official start of the Liquor Hall, to the successive exposure of the killers and the beginning of casualties, and then to the shadow rushing to turn the tide and kill several masters of the Ming Palace with the power of one person, and finally the battle is over now, it will be less than an hour.

The demon duck came from behind, and wanted to open his mouth to call the shadow, but the voice came to his mouth but swallowed back, just stopped, silently looking at the white-clothed, arrogant and lonely back.

Feeling the approach of the Demon Bird, the shadow turned his head to look at the Hall Master of the Wine Hall behind him: "How are the casualties?"

The Demon Bird was silent for a moment, containing all the sentimentality and condolences, and then replied in a completely indifferent voice: "There are eight in the Blood Word Hall, and thirteen in the Hidden Word Hall. "Killers, there are no maims, only the living and the dead.

The shadow looked at the killers under the tree who were either unconscious or almost fainted, and his soft voice sighed slightly: "Go and tell them that those who are willing to live to continue to serve their masters will stay." And then...... All of them are the most important subordinates of the master, and today's mistakes have affected them, and we will bury them well. "His voice wasn't loud, but most of the killers heard it.

Blood Moon, the only female in the Blood Character Hall here, looked at her severed leg, and suddenly smiled, looking at the strangely handsome white shadow: "Shadow, I like you." Looking at the stunned look in his eyes, and the look that fell on his lap, and then a hint of suddenness, he knew that he had probably guessed his identity.

She is not restrained, or in life and death, she has long lost the reserve of a woman, dare to love and hate: "I am the blood moon, can you hug me?" stared directly at the shadow, calm as water, no expectation, no pleading, just stated her hopes, and didn't care if she would be rejected.

The noisy environment suddenly fell silent after her soft words, and everyone looked at the two of them in unusually quiet.

The shadow looked at her, but did not reply, her inky eyes were silent, and she did not show any emotion. But he was silent for a short time, and with Blood Moon's smile, he walked over and leaned over to pick her up by the waist of Blood Moon.

Blood Moon smiled in surprise, as if she hadn't expected Shadow to agree. In her heart, as long as she says this sentence that she has not been able to say, she has no regrets. In the arms of the shadow, she never dared to ask for extravagance.

Her smile is sweet and her pretty eyes are shining. She was originally a delicate girl, not pretty, but her fair skin and delicate eyebrows and eyes, with young vitality, are still very attractive. As the best in the Blood Word Hall, Blood Moon does not have the delicate of a woman, and now that she no longer has to worry about the indifference of the killer, her sweet smile is surprisingly dazzling.

Shadow carefully wiped the blood on her cheeks with her sleeve little by little, there was no emotion in her eyes, but there was preciousness: "Blood Moon, you are very beautiful now, very beautiful." ”

Blood Moon smiled happily, stretched out her arms around his neck, and said softly, "I have had a dream since I was a child, I dreamed that I was wearing a blood-red wedding dress, lying in the arms of the man I loved, and he said that I was particularly beautiful. Reaching out and stroking the cold mask, she looked at it stupidly, as if imagining the face behind the mask, but she didn't say too much extravagance after all: "Shadow, thank you, and thank you for pushing me before." Other than that...... If someone asks about me, please say sorry to him on my behalf. He took the dagger out of his sleeve with his backhand and slit his own throat. Her eyes full of greedy love stared at the shadow, and her smile was as beautiful as a blooming poppy.

Blood soaked Blood Moon's black night clothes, Shadow Snow's white clothes, Blood Moon's face that had been wiped clean. Blood-stained, blood-red clothes, blood-red wedding dresses. The shadow was still holding her, and her perennial pursed lips showed a gentle smile. The dignity of the killer made her unwilling to live in the world with a mutilated body. The long-cherished wish has come true, and dying in the arms of the man she loves and dare not love can be regarded as entering a sweet dream that will never wake up again.

As for letting her blood wet Shadow's clothes, maybe it was a little selfishness that she didn't dare to say? Shadow, who had never only worn a black cloak, only wore a white gown today—a white gown that had not been defiled after the bloody battle. It is also a great honor to be able to sprinkle one's own blood on such clothes.

Standing still, Shadow gently placed the Blood Moon under the tree she had been sitting on, leaning her against the trunk, and then closed her eyes with her hands. Looking at him, he slowly spoke: "Blood Moon, I remember you." ”

Everyone was puzzled for a moment by his words, and then understood that he was responding to the introduction that Blood Moon had made to him at the beginning.

You think I've forgotten that you exist, but I actually remember that you can hide from me.

Even if you just remember her like an ordinary killer.

"Hall Master, Shadow, say sorry to Childe on our behalf. Half an hour later, several killers who were watching quietly next to him spoke.

The shadow slowly stood up, bowed deeply to them again, and bowed to the ground: "This is my mistake, I apologize to you on behalf of my master." Go all the way. ”

There was no answer, and in the same silence that wanted to condense, the three of them killed themselves without hesitation, and the blood spilled the shadows that had not yet been straightened all over their heads.

Each of the killers of the Liquor Hall has been cultivated with countless efforts. The killer of the Blood Word Hall is even more of a hundred existences. They are only in their twenties, and they still have a long way to go in this life. It's perfectly okay to be selfish, leave their lives behind, and let them continue to serve the young man in Tsing Yi in other ways.

Unwilling to insult their self-esteem as killers, Shadow apologizes for his negligence.

The killers apologize for their selfishness, knowing that they can no longer serve their Lord in order to preserve their self-esteem.

The shadow closed his eyes forcefully, straightened up, and regained his original indifference. He didn't wipe the blood from his face, letting it stain him bloody.

He turned around and turned his gaze to Mo Wai, who had been indifferently watching for a long time behind him.