Building The Ultimate Fantasy

"There are assassins!"

At the moment when Yinmancha appeared, Lu Changkong, who had just broken through the second stage of Qidan, reacted.

The brocade on his body swelled and burst out.

The pig-knife in Nie Changqing's hand has been withdrawn and rotates at high speed in the air.

Xi Ningzhao's white skirt was sloppy, her body jumped, and she was standing in front of Lu Fan. Even the weak Ni Yu vomited, holding a chessboard with a fierce look.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, as if the air was filled with murderous spirit.

"Go!"

Lu Lu screamed.

At the sound of this, he was wrapped in aura, making the sound sound like Hong Zhong banging.

I want to stop the assassins from deterring.

Uh ...

Qi Mo Liu Qi is a professional assassin.

Alas, he didn't like assassination.

He hates the smell of blood, but people are involuntarily in the rivers and lakes.

Moreover, the Mo family cultivated him to become the second assassin in the world, not to let him have a casual meal.

Moreover, the task this time was personally posted to him by the woman, and he could not refuse.

The master who taught him the technique of assassination said that as an assassin, you can't have feelings.

Because feelings will be wrong, it will soften his heart.

He Kemo can't do it in Liuqiqi, so he is the second in the world, and he can never be the first in the world.

He is not an assassin who has no feelings. He has feelings, even more fierce than ordinary people. He silently likes a woman. He suppresses his likes, making his feelings more and more like a volcano that has accumulated billions of years.

He didn't want to take the task this time, and he didn't dare to take it.

Assassination of Da Zhou Guoshi, a Confucian master, a terrible existence with the power of children ...

I dare not answer the paralyzed face in the first place in the world. Why would he dare to answer in the second place in the world?

Alas, he could not refuse when the woman found him.

He prepared to refuse to word, and finally turned into a soft voice, "OK".

So he came.

He was ready to go back.

He doesn't like Beiluo because the city is evil.

However, although he didn't like it, the city was going to become his burial ground.

His life, even to death, is involuntary.

Qi Mo Liuqi thought a lot on the donkey cart.

He bought a cheap bead on the roadside stall, and engraved the woman's name on the bead with scissors.

If He could walk out of the city alive, he would have to give her the beads by hand.

Uh ...

Nie Changqing held the killing knife, and Liu Xiang's blood exploded.

The eyes are like a torch.

The slaughtering pig knife was raised, and there was an invisible knife qi lingering around his body.

The second section of Lu Changkong's Qidan was full of bursts of hair, and its combat power was not weak.

Both cross the assassin.

名字 At the moment when the silver scissors appeared, a name appeared in their hearts.

第二 The world's second assassin, silver cut ink six or seven.

Thorn soul cut without shadow, 弑 blood line no trace!

This is the world's evaluation of him, assassination, only the world's first assassin, Mo Yichen.

The speed of Qi Mo Liu Qi is too fast.

I pretended to be a civilian coachman and pretended to be accidentally dropped to the ground, but suddenly exploded.

This is a premeditated assassination.

There is no abnormal sound of Grand Master Wu Ren.

Assassins want silence.

Qi Mo's sixty-seven face was indifferent, and the white-haired teacher was locked in his eyes.

His speed is too fast.

He immediately approached Lu Changkong and Nie Changqing.

Ding Ding Ding!

Two beeps.

The silver scissors were spotted on Nie Changqing's pig-knife, causing his movement to stagnate.

Waiting for Lu Changkong and Nie Changqing to return to God.

Qi Mo Liuqi has passed over their bodies like a shadow.

刺 This assassin's light work can be called a ghost.

Luo Luoyue came over to God.

He was screaming, his eyes full of anger, and the first-class military general's momentum was exerted to the extreme.

However.

Qi Mo's six or seven hair fluttered, his face was cold and calm.

His body turned sideways, and his toes were spotted on Luo Yue's hand, so that he withdrew half of the knife and stepped back on it again.

Qi Mo Liuqi did not kill any unrelated people.

He is not the same as killing the facial paralysis. He only kills the target, not the target, he does not kill.

Luo Luoyue's body retreated two steps, her face pale.

He looked at Mo Liuqi, who was passing by his body like a swimming fish, and was afraid in his heart.

If Mo Liuqi wants to kill him, as long as he wiped his neck with silver scissors just now, he will die.

The Master Guo was gray-haired and dim.

He was calm in the face of Mo Liuqi's assassination.

He had expected it.

It is difficult to find Emperor Jing, would the Mohist miss this opportunity.

"Peace, be careful."

The solemn face appeared on the old face of Yan Guoshi, said.

He was afraid of spreading to Lufan.

Assassin of the Mo Mo family, the world is unparalleled.

He is not stigmatized.

Boom!

The robes of the Master Guo flew and bulged slightly.

The head of the **** was arrogant and gathered.

If the pass is overhanging the river, the horror of horror is turning into coercion to suppress the assassin.

Lu Lufan was sitting on a wheelchair, holding his chin, his face was as pale as water, and the other hand was stroking on a thin woolen blanket.

The sub-class powerhouses ... can it be said that assassination can assassinate?

Don't look at the weak teacher, the blood is weak.

But ...

The guo division drank righteousness, but could retire thousands of troops.

Ok?

Suddenly.

Lu Fanmeiyu picked it up, slightly surprised.

Uh ...

Qi ink six or seven complexion sinking like water.

任务 This task is really **** difficulty ...

The Confucianism is vigorous.

I'm so strong! very scary!

The tremendous pressure caused him to lose the courage to wave the scissors towards the master, and even pressured him to kneel.

Children!

Jian Mo took a deep breath.

The next moment, there was a resolute flash of light in his eyes.

The body fell to the ground, and the scissors were raised high in his hands.

He stabbed himself in his thigh, opened a **** wound, stinging, and let the fear in his mind temporarily disappear.

He got rid of the oppression of Hao Ranqi, and once again he followed the pattern, gritted his teeth, and the navy blue robe was blown against him.

He is close to the teacher.

Five steps, four steps, three steps ...

He even saw the Chinese teacher's side, the face with red lips and white teeth in a wheelchair smiling and smiling.

However, Mo Liuqi didn't care. In his eyes, there was only the mission goal.

The puppet of the Grand Master Guo fluttered, pushing his palm forward.

Huh!

Jianmo's face changed suddenly, her pupils tightened, and she seemed to hit a wall, and her mouth and nose spurted blood.

A loud roar came out of Mo Liuqi's mouth.

The silver scissors in his hand was thrown by him.

The silver scissors were still stained with blood, and the blood droplets scattered in the air.

Scissors rotate at high speeds, wrapping 挟 挟 huge force, approaching the face of the Master.

However, the head of the teacher slightly tilted his head, and the scissors pressed against the teacher's cheek, passing by almost ...

Lu Lufan looked at this scene, Mei Yu frowned slightly.

Pick a sunspot from the chess box.

Momo Liuqi looked at the slightest scissors, and his face was bloody, and the corners of his mouth opened slightly.

I was not disappointed, but was relieved and calm.

"Aju, I didn't let you down."

Momo Liuqi murmured.

next moment.

He has five fingers in his claws, and his face is a little embarrassed.

的 The speeding scissors actually stagnated in the air, spinning at a high speed, with a sound of breaking air, barbed back towards the back of the teacher!

Silver scissors are getting closer to the back of the teacher.

Two inches, UU reading www.uukanshu.com one inch, half an inch ...

The body of the 国 师 is also stiff, with a breath of death, covering his body.

Suddenly.

Qi Mo's face froze.

Ding!

There was a crisp sound and he walked away.

The silver scissors flying upside down ... was stopped.

Jian Mo Liuqi saw that the tip of the silver scissors was only half an inch away from the back of the master, but was stopped by a floating black chess piece.

That half an inch, just a few feet away.

Qi Mo six or seven stared, his eyes turned, and fell on the side of the teacher, the boy with red lips and white teeth in a wheelchair.

He saw the teenager looking at him with some surprise on his face.

"It's a bit interesting, how can you figure out the method of" YiYiYuYi "?"

"It's a good seed."

"Excellent."

Juvenile picks on the corner of the mouth, with admiration, said lightly.

Words fall.

After seeing the invisible air flow around the teenager's wheelchair, Qi Mo Liuqi raised her hand and patted him across a distant distance.

Boom!

Jianmo Liuqi felt that the eyeballs would burst from his eyes and the bile would spit out.

The torso was lying on the ground, and the ground smashed and cracked, and the cracks continued to spread.

Five body throws into the ground, can't move!

Terrorist coercion, like a mountain, is more aggressive and oppressive than the Confucianism of the state teacher!

Invisible coercion is the deadliest.

"Aju, I failed, I met a monster ..."

Qi Mo Liuqi was sad.

In my mind, I had no time to surface this idea.

I was completely fainted and passed out.