Save the Two-dimensional Devil

In fact, the strength of black pupil is not weaker than that of red pupil. Chitong can become the ace killer of night attack, and black pupil can also become the captain of the empire's assassination force.

Although Liu Xu liked Heitong very much when he was watching anime, he even liked her no less than Chitong.

Liu Xu has a deep obsession with this sick and delicate girl who can't stop taking medicine. She was originally the kind who loves so much, but now seeing a real person appearing in front of her eyes, she is even cuter than in the anime. He said that he must accept both sisters.

Like Chitong, Heitong's hair is charming black, but unlike Heitong's waist-length hair, Heitong's hair only reaches shoulder length.

The appearances of the two are [-]% similar. Unlike Chitong's cuteness, the expression on Heitong's face is obviously more.

A set of black sailor skirt, soft and delicate face, rosy lips, delicate and delicate nose, a pair of beautiful eyes like a pool of crystal clear spring water, clear and transparent, the whole cheek is gentle and soft, cute and moving.

She has such a demeanor at a young age, but when she grows up, one can imagine what kind of alluring beauty she will have. A sword that is almost half as tall as her. Although Heitong also holds a sword in her hand, the feeling is not comparable to that of her. Sinful words such as murder are practiced together.

What a pure lily!

Of course, Hei Tong's four teammates may not agree with this statement, as can be seen from the fact that they can maintain a physical distance of more than two meters from Hei Tong.

If it wasn't for Heitong's slashing range of ten meters with one step at a time, they might have been farther away.

Black pupils and red pupils look very similar. It seems that as long as you put on makeup, you can pretend to be each other. The only difference is the eyes of the two, one is crimson crystal pupils, the other is dark black glass pupils, both are so cute heart.

Of course, there is another big similarity between Chi Tong and Hei Tong, that is, the two sisters are equally terrifying.

The One-Cut Kill Murasame in Chitong's hand is Teigu, and the dead marching eight rooms in Heitong's hand are also Teigu, and they are all powerful ones. This is one of the reasons why Heitong can become the captain of the empire's assassination force. One, she is a Tegu envoy, not a harmless and cute little loli as she appears on the surface.

"What's going on?" A bald man said in a low voice, "Could it be a trap?"

"Where are the people in the stronghold?" Hei Tong asked, his voice full of magnetic coquettishness.

"I am! But if you are asking other people, I can tell you that they have all evacuated, and if you want to know where they are going, as long as you defeat me, I will tell you of course. Did you five come one by one or Come together, if you come one by one, the strongest one will come first, and the latter can witness the process of doing it. After seeing the gap, then it doesn’t need to be as many as five games. It saves time if you come together, but I guess you will definitely take me Treat me like a lunatic, dismiss my words, and choose one-on-one, right?"

Liu Xu stood up from the fire, his hands were empty and his face was calm, as if meeting a team of imperial assassination troops was not a big deal.

"You should be a member of Night Raider, right?" Hei Tong looked at Liu Xu talking to himself. For the killer of Night Raider, regardless of life or death, the empire's reward is very high. Of course, Hei Tong didn't kill people for the bounty. But to save this crumbling empire.

"I'm coming!" The bald man stepped over his black pupils and walked towards Liu Xu.

"Hmm." Hei Tong responded, and didn't intend to make a move. Obviously, although Liu Xu was very calm, he didn't look like an opponent who had to cooperate with the whole team to kill him.

The battle is imminent.

The imperial capital, the Felius family manor.

"Night Strike is a famous killer organization, so there must be a complete intelligence network." Arya murmured, "Hiding in the dark can only delay a little time at most, and it can't play any real role. "

"Then, if you want to deal with them, you can only let them come to me. The reason of 'the target that should have been killed is not dead' is sufficient. Under this condition, they will definitely take action. But a person But we can’t deal with it, we have to find enough foreign aid.” Arya analyzed methodically, after being reborn, she had a lot of knowledge called alchemy in her head, not only her strength became stronger, but her wisdom was also the same as before. The comparison is not the same, "In addition, the family inheritance cannot be cut off in my hands, and the corresponding procedures and ceremonies still have to go through. Well, the court nobles are troublesome, but in this case, the first The destination is... the House of Nobility."

Chapter 278 The Dark and Enchanting Poppies

Imperial capital, it is dangerous to try to travel alone in such a dark night.

If it is a woman with a delicate figure, the risk factor will be multiplied by three times.

Fortunately, there was still a pony in the family's stable that hadn't been taken away. Arya only needed to wash it a little and change into inconspicuous clothes before she could go on the road, which saved a lot of effort.

The current time is four to five o'clock in the middle of the night, which happens to be the darkest time of the day.

"Da da da da..."

The horseshoe hit the ground, echoing a series of hollow and crisp sounds in the empty street.

The cold night wind blew, lifting strands of hair from Arya's forehead.

If it weren't for the imperial capital that exudes a rancid smell from the inside to the outside, it would really be a good day for traveling.

Pity.

"Ok?"

Arya reined in the rein lightly, and the docile colt stopped immediately.

Perhaps because the action was too hasty, the horse snorted suddenly and shook its head a little uneasily.

In the air... there was an unspeakable smell.

"Some familiar smell, it should be human blood, but it seems to be mixed with some other things."

Arya tilted her head, her tone a little unsure.

"Heather?"

Since you can't figure it out, it's better to confirm with your eyes than to guess wildly.

Arya jumped off the horse lightly, and patted the horse to keep it from galloping.

Then she turned around and walked into the nearest alleyway.

The smell is the strongest there.

And as the pace gradually deepened, the abnormal smell became more and more dense.

A few rough male voices came to Arya's ears immediately.

"So, believers in Anning Dao have the most fun. Look at her praying with a papaya face while I fuck her!"

"It's fine to give her a knife, she thought it was doing good deeds... Hey!"

"Ahahahahaha... Let's find something more interesting next time! I haven't had enough fun this time!"

It turned out to be the case.

Arya turned the corner and saw what was at the end of the alley.

Three disheveled, cheerful men.

A disheveled, bruised young woman.

It was obvious what happened between them.

Just an ordinary murder, nothing unusual.

"Hmph, I thought there was something new, it's really disappointing."

Arya snorted dissatisfied, with a bored look on her face.

She was tired of this level of tricks two years ago, and it was a waste of time to come here, but those men didn't think so.

"Hey, look, this was sent up on my own initiative!"

The one who combed the hair of the plane rubbed his fingers with an ambiguous look on his face.

"Didn't you hear what he said just now? We were underestimated!"

The second man was playing with a blood-stained knife, walking unhurriedly.

"Little sister, I'm here to teach you some more exciting tricks!"

The strongest one seemed a little impatient. He strode forward, and his big fan-like hands were about to grab Arya's face.

"Hey, scum." Arya turned her side slightly, and avoided the strong man's violent grab and throw, "If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, maybe I will be merciful and leave you a whole corpse Oh!"

"Stop talking nonsense, my uncle will leave you a dead body!" the strong man roared, waving his hands quickly and grabbing at Arya.

"That's a pity."

With a soft sound of "噗嗤", the strong man's body stiffened as if petrified.

Arya twitched her backhand, and a fountain of blood spurted out of that huge body.

Then with a bang, he fell powerlessly to the ground.

Arya stared blankly at her palm, a huge heart still beating slightly.

This feeling……

This feeling!

To be even more...

"You, this, home, dude..."

At this moment, the second person had rushed up and swung the sharp knife straight down.

The sharp object scratched through the flesh, and a splash of blood splashed on Arya's shoulder. However, Arya didn't seem to feel any pain, and just stood there blankly, her tone full of disbelief.

"You... are actually resisting me!?"

"You untouchables, how dare you swing a knife at me!?"

"Die! Little bitch!"

The knife-wielding thug didn't care what the madness of the little girl in front of him was. He only knew that his knife would penetrate her head, but he would never be able to do so.

"Ok?"

The knife stabbed down, but it seemed to have stabbed a ball of gel.

A black flame unfurled above Arya's head like a round shield.

They didn't emit any heat, but they firmly blocked the thugs' stabbing attacks like a real shield.

"I want to thank you."

Arya's dark voice came from under the buckler.

"This feeling of heart beating..."

"This feeling of rushing blood..."

"This feeling that every nerve is trembling..."

"I really didn't expect that the opponent's resistance is such an exciting thing compared to slaughtering those pigs that have no ability to fight back!" Arya covered her eyes with one hand, and said happily from the bottom of her heart. Laughing, "Interesting, interesting, so interesting! Oh heh heh heh heh!"

She is a poppy in the dark night, the darker, the more enchanting.

"You, you lunatic!"

The thug showed a look of panic. He struggled to pull out the knife, but found that he couldn't lift the knife even a single point no matter what.

"You can accept it gratefully, this is the scum bestowed by the nobles."

Arya chuckled, and the five fingers of her injured left hand closed into a knife, piercing the thug's chest with just one blow.

Then, there was a gushing flame.