Mr. Skull is very afraid of Chen Xian, but at the same time he also likes Chen Xian, at least for now, because he can feel that Chen Xian is not like those people in his memory...not like they think of themselves as Tools to drive.

He can clearly feel that Chen Xian and himself are the so-called friend relationship, and more often than not, Dingtian is the connection between the superior and the superior. Apart from that, there is nothing else mixed in, and this kind of calm feelings. Chen Xian never concealed himself. Almost how he treated Lu Yisheng was how he treated himself.

What is a friend?

Mr. Skull was once very curious about this special relationship between humans and humans, because he could always hear this term in Chen Xian or other populations, like some kind of deep...emotional or spiritual Link.

When it came to this world from the shackles of the saw meat knife, it quickly learned the way of getting along with human beings, and instinctively learned human feelings. Maybe he already has these, but he has never been "activated".

In this process, the human being who had the greatest influence on him was Chen Xian. He could feel that Chen Xian was kind to him. Whether it was daily care or some care from time to time, that way of getting along made him often forget that he was a man. Anomalous beings, even though they are a different kind compared to human beings... But Chen Xian never seemed to care about it.

Although Chen Xian was sometimes fierce and frightened him, and sometimes said to him such things as "If you don't obey, I will eat you", but it is undeniable that Chen Xian cared him no more than he cared Mu He. Caring less...Perhaps because of this, Mr. Skull also found that he was relying more and more on Chen Xian.

He was originally an abnormal life who didn't know what loneliness was, but the longer he was in contact with Chen Xian, the more human-like emotions he possessed, and he naturally understood what loneliness is...without anyone to accompany him. It's loneliness when you are.

Friends will accompany themselves.

Friends will make oneself unable to feel the loneliness of being in a foreign land.

Friends are a good thing.

Friends... are creatures that are important to you.

"Humble life."

Mr. Skull stood behind Li Songran and looked at the strange young man. For some reason, the anger in his heart began to intensify. It was the first time he felt the emotion of wishing to devour him.

Although Li Songran only had a quarrel with Chen Xian, in the eyes of Mr. Skull, this was already a capital crime.

Inferior lives dare to insult their friends.

There is no meaning of survival.

"It's a pity that Chen Xian doesn't allow me to eat people...otherwise I really want to taste what modern humans are like..."

More and more bloodshots appeared in the white of Mr. Skull's eyes, and dense blood-colored spider webs were stacked and crowded in his eyes, gradually staining the entire eyeball with scarlet blood, like two gems that can emit a strange light in the middle of the night. , It makes people look cold all over the body.

Li Songran wanted to escape, and his biological instinctive sixth sense was frantically reminding him to run away, because the thin and tall man in suit and leather he faced at the moment was not something he could match.

Although his appearance is similar to that of human beings, Li Songran can intuitively feel the kind of chill in Mr. Skull...the kind of chill that is similar to the evil spirits of evil spirits, and those blood-colored eyes are like the eyes of beasts. The cold eyes didn't seem to be looking at prey at all, but rather as looking at a straw that could be broken at any time and was worthless.

Accompanied by the clear sound of sheathing out, Mr. Skull suddenly pulled out the blade hidden in the umbrella bone. The narrow blade was even more inconspicuous under the light of the car lights, and almost only a metal thread with black markings could be seen.

Mr. Skull is not a human being, so he lacks some human feelings, such as love.

In this situation, he had no idea of ​​keeping his hand, and he didn't realize how cruel it was to kill because of the quarrel, so he raised his hand and chopped it down at Li Songran's neck.

Since Mr. Skeleton did not have any warning to kill a person, and he was different from a foreigner, when he looked at humans, he did not treat the other person as a creature of equal status, so he did not show any murderous aura from beginning to end... just like Just like a human trampling an ant to death, there will be no intuitive killing intent in the process of trampling it to death.

All Chen Xian could feel was Mr. Skull’s anger that he could not wait to swallow the other party alive. He did not expect that this bone frame would be abrupt, so Chen Xian didn’t even have a chance to react when Mr. Skull slashed down.

Seeing that the slender blade was about to slash on Li Songran's neck, and only heard the crisp sound of a metal collision, a two-finger-wide sword was picked up diagonally from the side without warning, and it opened in an instant. He lost the blade in Mr. Skeleton's hand, and at that moment Li Songran was also pulled away by the person next to him, and he left the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

"Don't kill."

At this moment, Chen Xian had already walked up quickly, just like grabbing the kid who was making trouble outside, pulling Mr. Skeleton's arm and walking back for fear of his troubles.

"Fuck...Is Brother Bone so cruel..." Lu Yisheng's eyes widened, remembering how he had been with Mr. Skull during this period of time, and recalling that he would joke and mock him from time to time. I just felt that the hairs on the back were standing up, and I kept grateful for Brother Bone for his non-killing grace.

Wang Sanjiang was not born in Lu Yi. After Mr. Skull put on this skin, he couldn't recognize that this was the giant scarlet skeleton on the Lingxi Mountain, so his impression of Mr. Skull was very superficial, and he only thought he was a character. Some introverted strangers.

"This..... This buddy has a good skill..." Wang Sanjiang smiled dryly, the expression on his face was a little nervous, "It's easy enough to get a knife..."

Mu He stood aside and saw Chen Xian dragging Mr. Skull back. She seemed to be a little unhappy, because in her opinion, Mr. Skull did nothing wrong. The man dared to scold such a super good person like Chen Xian... ...Is it right to be chopped? ?

"You don't want me to kill him?" Mr. Skull was holding a knife in one hand, and Chen Xian was dragging the other hand. His pale face was a puzzled look, "He just scolded you, is your heart so small? Not angry?"

"......"

Chen Xian can admit that he is small-minded, or he can admit that he has a particular grudge, but he definitely doesn't want to expose it to outsiders. After all, he still pays attention to his own image, so when he heard Mr. Skull's words, he immediately slapped his eyes. Past.

"Shut up!"

"Oh......"

Mr. Skull seemed aggrieved, because in his opinion this was for Chen Xian to vent his anger, but he could not think of how much trouble his actions would cause Chen Xian. If the knife was not blocked by the Li family, he would directly hack Li Songran to death. On the spot...According to the regulations of the Secret Bureau, Mr. Skull had to go to jail in the Northwest for his life.

"Chief Chen, are your subordinates so angry?"

Hearing this polite voice, Chen Xian turned his head and glanced, and it was the son of the Li family who had used the sword to rescue Li Songran before.

Li Daosheng.

At this moment, the expression on Li Daosheng’s face remained unchanged. It seemed that nothing had happened before. Even though Li Songran’s younger brother was half to death, Li Daosheng still wore that modest and polite smile. His gentle eyes made people feel more comfortable. The voice of speaking was as soft as the spring breeze.

Of course, this kind of performance is okay to deceive others.

In Chen Xian's eyes, Li Daosheng was a pure pretender, and from a certain angle, he was very similar to Xu Sanhan, who had offended him, with a gentle and kind smile on his face.

But I hate it, I hate it, at this moment Chen Xian gave him a thumbs up and said in front of everyone.

"Prince Li is good martial arts, I Chen Xian likes you!"

"..."

Li Daosheng was stunned for a moment, completely unable to imagine that Chen Xian would react like this, because from Chen Xian's facial expression, he didn't mean to be angry at all, and the gratitude was still from the heart, with a smile on his face. They were all very real, looking at their eyes as if they were looking at the savior.

"The children of the Li family in the Southwest are worthy of the descendants of the sword fairy. This sword is really good." Chen Xian said truthfully, his face full of admiration. Maybe Li Gongzi wants to be number one in his sword play!"

"This..... Section Chief Chen praised it absurdly." Li Daosheng said modestly. Although it felt good to hear Chen Xianpeng's own words, he didn't know why, but he faintly felt that Chen Xian was scolding him. .

The conscience of heaven and earth!

Chen Xian really didn't scold it!

Really!

"Brother Li don't have to be humble."

Chen Xian smiled, with a look of admiration, and his heart was full of gratitude.

"There are ten battles in the world of swordsmanship, brother Li has nine battles alone, and everyone in the world is divided into one battle, so deserve this praise!"

"Brother Chen was too polite." Li Daosheng's smile gradually became awkward.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, I've never been courteous to others."

Chen Xian clasped his fist and arched his hand at Li Daosheng, and then quickly walked to Mu He, stretched out his hand abruptly, and pointed to the stain on Mu He's clothes.

"Brother Li, we have to be reasonable. These mud marks are not easy to wash, and the clothes are quite expensive."

Chen Xian grinned, showing a smile that looked like an old liar.

"Why don't we get this private? You can lose some money to buy her a new dress."

"Losing money?"

Li Daosheng was taken aback and nodded instinctively, because he was not short of money.

"No problem, you say how much to pay."

"Eight million."

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