Chapter 43, a bright red

The feeling of night wickedness is a bit unpleasant. I was originally prepared to complicate the simple things, but now it seems simple.

Looking at the brighter and brighter sky, and the red glow of the east. He knows that he can't wait any longer. So he started to trotting up, quickly flipped over the wall, slammed on the corner of the wall, jumped out of the air, turned his palm into a knife, and squinted at the neck in the night sitting in the yard, gently licking, fast. The lightness of the action can't ignite the sound of a wind.

He was prepared to sneak into the night, then poured a few drops of drunk on three days, thrown directly into the sack and sent to the north gate of Cangcheng. Only... He saw a knife and let him jump out of his body and fell to the ground.

The knife is a fruit knife, thin and brittle, and the night light evil hand can be crushed. Holding the handle is a long, white and slender jade hand, and the jade hand is slightly raised, and some trembling. The blade is against a white jade neck, and a thin knife mark on the jade neck is slowly overflowing with red blood.

"do not come."

Although the whispering of the night did not cultivate the spirit of war, it may be due to physical reasons, she has never been sick since childhood, and her eyes and ears are better than others. Although the night light evil was very light and gentle, but the foot of his wall had already alarmed her. She didn't think much. She took out the fruit knife in her arms and put it on her neck. It was just because she was in a hurry, she was so excited that she scratched herself.

"Night whispers, don't be impulsive, I just come to see you."

The night light evil is very helpless, but also very annoyed, with both hands spread, explain, although this explanation does not believe it.

The little face of the night is so indifferent: "I said, before my brother didn't come back, I wouldn't promise anything, let's go."

"Why are you suffering this time? With less snow, what life do you want? Why bother in the night?" The night light evil calmed down and began to persuade. This task, the goal must be alive, so he does not dare to move, can only bear the temper, speak well.

"My brother won't come back, you will force me, only one death." The night whisper is still stubborn, shaking the knife in his hand, seems to be warning.

"Oh..." The night light sighs and sighs, and the eyes look at it, stopping the action of the two men pushing the door outside the courtyard. One hand touches the chest without a trace, ready to use the last trick: Some news does not want to tell you, the original family wanted to make you happy to marry the snow house, happy after the rest of your life, but how are you so stubborn... Half a month ago the family received news, your brother... In the wilderness of the wilderness, it was the news from the side of the city. The family has confirmed that your brother is dead."

"Distress? My brother is dead? Impossible, impossible, you are lying to me, I don't believe it." The night whisper is still indifferent, the tone is stubborn, but the hand shake of the knife is even more powerful.

The night light evil face shook his head and shook his head. He turned his head and said to one of the men outside the door: "The night leopard, take the death book issued by the family to the whispered lady."

Looking at the palm of the night leopard spread out of the palm of a white paper, the night whispered a tight heart, can not believe to look at the words above: "Yan Long calendar in March, 9988, wilderness, Warcraft riots, the city of the main night club The rate against the Warcraft, the family's children unfortunately killed the list of death: night sky movement, night child jade ... night light cold, night poetry, please the family to give a war to the heroic family members."

"Night light cold, night light cold! Brother... impossible, I don't believe, this is fake, it is fake!" The whisper in the hands of the night whispered, swaying his head, keeping low The voice whispered, the two lines of tears slid down weakly, wet the face, fell on the white dress, printed plum blossoms.

"Missing young lady sorrow, I think the chilly cousin is in the spirit of heaven, and I hope that you will live well." Seeing that the knife of the night whispering finally fell a little, and the night light evil eyes flashed a hint of joy. But it was instantly disguised by the sorrow and pain on his face.

"Where is the body? My brother is dead, what is the body?" The night whispered and asked, no more tears in his eyes, no more grief, but it seemed to have a silent silence.

"Your brother is caught in a group of four levels of Warcraft wolves. The body... seems to have been shredded. The rest must have been cremated together. Miss whisper, please mourn." The night whispered and whispered, I was very satisfied with my performance. It seems that I can't mix it in the future. It is also a good show.

"Tear off the amount, shredded!"

It’s easy to believe in the night’s evil words because she believes that although the family violated her wishes and let her marry the snow, there is at least no excessive force on her, and she will not take such big things. Deceive her, the night family is the five major families, and these means should not be abused.

It’s just that she knows that all of this is not the meaning of the family. Some people are daring, and in the name of the family, they exercise their mean means and do shameless things.

Looking at the rising sun in the east, and the blushing morning glow, the night whisper seems to see not a cloud, but a smiling face of a brother.

"Dangdang."

In the gaze of the night light evil spirits, the fruit knife finally fell to the ground and rebounded again. Under the refraction of the sun, it made a dazzling light.

"brother……"

The night whispered a sigh, and before the night light evil did not respond, resolutely slammed into the wall behind, in the sound of a watermelon crack, the white walls, dyed a bright red...

"Brother... brother... brother..."

The sad voice echoed through the East Court, echoing in all directions and drifting into the distance.

"whisper!"

A louder and more bleak voice echoed, and the voice was loud and deafening, piercing the sky and breaking through the sky.

"what……"

In the horrified eyes of the night light evil spirits, a black figure directly broke into the door. The black figure stared at it, slowly slipping on the ground, whispering at night, looking at the bright red on the white wall, giving a desperate and sad roar...

"Shit!"

After a brief horror, the night light evil gradually became angry, and whispered a whisper. The matter was done, and then how to be rehabilitated, he needs to further ask his master, so that the night leopard makes a look, Instructed him to go to the night to report the situation here.

The night leopard nodded silently and turned to prepare to leave. As for the silly standing night, he had some sympathy, but he did not feel relieved. He looked at him coldly and walked from the side.

"boom"

However, the next second night, the leopard began to regret it, regretting his contempt and carelessness. Looking at the night, the cold eyes, the eyes without cold feelings, and the fists that are not as big as casseroles but more powerful than casseroles. He touched his chest, squirting a blood, and curled up on the ground in pain.

"Wait! A cold cousin, you listen to me."

At the first time, the night light evil was drunk, but the night leopard was his private hand. It could not allow others to slap flat. It’s just... responding to him, it’s a leg that is lifted high but pressed down.

"boom!"

The lobster-like night leopard curled up on the ground, under the heavy one leg, the arched back is flattened by the human body, and the chilly bone cracking sounds constantly, as if the shelf supporting the hanging grape suddenly breaks, the whole grape The frame was instantly split.

"You..." The night light evil couldn't bear to look at the night leopard who fell to the ground, and couldn't die anymore. There was a chill in my heart, I wanted to say something, but I saw the cold eyes of the cold night. Sweep over, but can't say anything.

"If you dare to run, I will tear down your father's small town."

The night lightly turned into a phantom, picked up the night whispers on the ground, and quickly entered the door.

My sister's body is still warm, indicating that the vitality has not completely faded. The first thing to do now is to save the sister, not kill. It’s just that he is not a doctor and he doesn’t save people. He can only put all his hopes on the bronze ring with magical healing.

Quickly took the ring down, put it on my sister's hand, and took a little blood from my sister's forehead and dripped it on the ring.

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