In a waste factory area, after knocking down their opponents, Jingyu and Altolia gathered together.

"You take them back to the castle to meet Alice. Let's go to Liudong Temple together. We will complete the ceremony there later."

He turned around and planned to leave, "I'm going to finish another thing. I said I had to do it two days ago."

"Isn't it difficult?" Altolia asked.

"Well, it's very simple." Jingyu waved his head without looking back. He kicked hard with his legs and jumped into the air. Behind the two groups of bat-wing black flashes of light, people have flickered away like a teleport.

Listening to the sound of all things has been opened. Believe that the other party should not know his detection method, so he did not use magic to cover his body. In this way, within Jingyu's perception, a spectator who was originally in the vicinity of the battlefield in Altolia, quietly leaving, was noticed by him.

It is Yanfeng Qili. When he saw Jingyu suddenly descending from the sky and standing in front of him, he was shocked for a moment. Then, his face returned to a blank expression.

"I finally want to understand why my father suddenly asked me to find and trace Jiantong Zangyan."

The deep voice is still calm, and there is no fear of death in his eyes, but there is regret and cautious temptation.

Jingyu snorted. For those who are not afraid of death, it does not matter whether they kill them or not. However, since this person is the master of assassin, he can't get rid of the relationship that once instructed assassin to attack Jiuyu Mai, he must die.

In this regard, Yan Feng Qili sees more thoroughly than Tosaka. He also understands his situation and who he is facing. Even if he tried his best, he had no chance of surviving. Well, it is better to be frank.

"Make an exchange!" He raised his hand with the last spell, as a virtue: "I can tell you the information that assassin got, relatively, please tell me something. "

"Tell me about it." Jingyu backed his left hand and stood majesticly.

The soul of Jian Tong's Inkstone has always been in the brain worm. Jingyu has not yet found the location of this brainworm. Then I realized that we must use the tracking ability of assassin.

Yan Fengqili dropped his hand and seemed to think for a while before he lowered his eyes hesitantly and said, "I have always felt very empty and I do not understand the meaning of my life. You are the king with the most leaders in history Please tell me if you have insight."

No matter what I do, I feel bored. This is Yan Feng Qili's life so far. He didn't even know why such a self without any desire would get a spell-shouldn't it belong to those with strong desires?

It is inexplicable.

Jingyu was surprised by his inquiry, but nodded and said, "It is indeed not difficult."

He grabbed Yan Feng Qi Li with his right hand and held Yan Feng Qi Li's body. Under the latter's puzzled eyes, he sprung up a small group of colorful auras, and sank into his forehead without hindrance.

Yan Feng Qi Li immediately felt a little sleepy. He wanted to stand through, even biting his tongue. However, Jingyu has the ability of a dream demon, and it is easy to control the sleep of a person who is much weaker than himself.

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Yanfeng Qili quickly closed her eyes completely, but in that upright position, absolutely no one thought he was sleeping.

In fact, his consciousness is more like entering a space woven by dreams. Inside, with the external one second, and the internal time comparison of one year until three seconds, he seemed to be over frightened and suddenly woke up with cold sweat.

Jingyu has no interest in men's dreams. He glanced at his pale face—the blinking eyes were obviously in disbelief.

"Why? Did you not find yourself to find the real self?" Jingyu then satirized.

Yan Feng Qili did have some doubts. Was this man deliberately controlling his thinking and guiding himself into the evil way? Yes, evil way. He saw that he was actually killing more people and making more People are happy when they step into misfortune.

No, it shouldn't be you.

Since he was young, he has been nurturing the church. He has always claimed to be a believer in God.

However, he knew it well. In the identity of the other party, there is absolutely no need to specifically target him and do something.

It was only after he understood this that he could not accept it. Psychologically, I even hope that it is just Jingyu's manipulation.

Yan Feng Qili's complexion changed. For a while, it seemed that Jing Yu had completely forgotten and stood aside, immersed in a self-denial like regret and depression.

However, he couldn't help but recall the joy of killing and the joy of seeing the misfortune of others.

Gradually, he sensed this kind of self and couldn't help laughing.

"Do you now think that you found out too late?" Jingyu laughed twice, "It's nothing wrong to be true to your desires. I am like this, and so is Gilgamesh. But, I can't control it." After all, my desires have fallen behind."

Jingyu likes women very much. But he had never seen a beautiful woman, and by virtue of force, regardless of time and place, went up to tear up her clothes and ravaged her to the fullest until he was satisfied.

Gilgamesh likes to collect treasures, it doesn't have to be anything, it must be the treasure that makes her look good.

The similarity between the two is that they set a ‘degree’ for their desires. This allows them to fall into low greed without being controlled by desire.

However, Jingyu saw at a glance that after Yan Feng Qili's suppressed personality rebounded for a long time, she would surely enter an out-of-control phase. Compared with the quiet appearance, her heart was crazy.

"Don't you?" At the end of this mortal, Yan Feng Qili's awe of Jingyu is gone. "You and Gilgamem, as they really are, are guys who think they are high and look down on people."

He lifted the hand with the spell, "In order to make the order, assassin, report the whereabouts of Zongtong Inkstone to Einzberen." After that, the other hand took out the black key with a sharp blade , Stab toward his own heart.

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