Chapter 255:

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"She finally fell asleep, what's the matter, let's go out and say, don't disturb her." Saferot said to the dark corner of the room.
"When did you find me here?" A questioning voice came from that corner.
"From the time you came in." Saferot took off Luvian's shoes and placed them in front of the bed.
"It seems I can't underestimate you! The Great Elder of the Mo Party!" Although the other party said so, there was no real admiration in his tone, and some were just mocking.
"Can you go out now?" Saffrot urged for fear of waking up Luvian, who was sleeping soundly.
"Of course!" An affirmative answer came.
"..." Saffrot looked back at Luvian, who was sleeping, and looked at her peaceful sleep. The corner of her mouth was slightly tilted, and then he jumped down from the window and followed the one directly in front of him. The black shadow rushed to the depths of the dark forest.
"Is it all right here?" The other party stopped first and looked at Saffrott who was walking towards him very calmly.
"Yes. It should be a cemetery for Xiao Lou Lou like you." Saffrot said with a faint smile.
"Oh! Mr. Saferot, you're so confident?" The other party was not moved, but asked disapprovingly.
"Confidence comes from strength." Saferot did not hesitate about his strength.
"Strength? Then let me, your so-called Xiao Lou Lou, see your strength to kill your subordinates today!" The opponent disappeared hungrily, followed by a blue flash under the moonlight, Saffron The thick-legged tree behind Te came down suddenly, but for a while, Saffrot was nowhere to be seen.
"It's shameless to learn from others!" The shadow sneered. But his laughter sounded a bit more rigid and nervous than before, and less proud and confident.
"For you assassins, isn't it just to achieve the goal and unscrupulous?" Saffrot's voice came from behind the small tree next to the broken tree. Before the words fell, the blue light flashed again, and the small tree was chopped in half, and it was pitiful that it was not full of branches but was about to die.
"Ha!" The opponent just wanted to laugh, but suddenly he squatted, and the assassin's natural sensitivity told him that Saferot was not dead.
"Your laugh is pretty good! Why don't you laugh anymore?" Saferot's voice sounded again behind the small tree that had been split in half.
"Are you kidding me?" The killer was angry. Since he was one of the top ten killers in "Pure World", he had never missed two hits. After the two full blows this time, the opponent still has the strength to laugh at him here. Now he finally understands, before leaving the organization, why the teacher had to exhort himself ten million, "You must not come out of the virtual screen! You must not! If you violate it, you will be punished the most severely." Now he understands, teacher I do this because I love myself.
"You can attack if you have the ability!" He remembered that the teacher once told him that if he couldn't find the other party, then let the other party come to him.
"Attack? No! It's a bit early now, wait until I find a place for you to lie down." Saferot replied speciously with a smile. And this time the voice came from another place.
"Go and die!" One, two, three, wherever the cold light went, the trees were cut down, and the ground was burnt. The assassin was panting, looking at the place where the sound just came from, right behind his position just now, that's why he would attack so nervously for three consecutive strikes, but there was nothing to gain, except for the exhaustion of excessive force.
"What's the matter? Are you tired?" Saferot's voice floated from the air and fell into the killer's ears.
"I won't be fooled anymore." This time the killer did nothing, because he didn't believe that Saffrot could float in the air and talk to him, and after being tricked twice, he determined that the voice was not The position of Sephiroth himself, Sephiroth just wanted to use this to consume his physical strength, until he was exhausted, he could easily catch him.
"You!" When he was proud of his cleverness, a cold thing pierced his chest. He opened his eyes wide, looking at the face in front of him, cold and ruthless red eyes. , The murderous aura is gradually disappearing, and then slowly becomes soft. But along the face, neck, shoulders, and arms, he did not see the other person’s hand, because that hand was already deep in his chest, and his five fingers were holding his hand. Beating heart.
"You...how...you know...me...here?" The killer endured the pain in his chest and slowly vomited the question that might make him sleepless.
"Because this is the place I chose to sleep for you!" Safrot smiled and replied, the expression on his face was so natural, as if he was only holding a red apple at this time, not a A heart that makes life dead.
"Teacher... Yes... For me... Revenge..." The killer's voice fluctuates with the strength of Saffrot's hand, without any rhythm. Although the vampire's heart is no longer beating, the most fundamental undead blood is stored there. If it is pierced, the undead blood will flow away, and immortality will become a past and a legend.
"Well! Then you just wait here!" Safrot's hand was hardened, the killer's heart was completely crushed, and the undead blood flowed through the gap to his body and dripped to the ground. , Outside of the stain, the green grass instantly withers and zooms. At this time, his face became unspeakably twisted, and his whole body began to twitch irregularly. When Saferot took his hand from his chest, he slammed away, and the dust flew down and scattered all over the ground, and the dust fell. Everywhere is the cherry blossoms he stepped on
"After today, tomorrow will be better!" Safrot looked at the dark blue night sky, calmly took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the black blood from his hand casually, and then flew out of the dense forest with the wind. , Left everything that should be left, the broken branches and broken piles of the trees, and the silent breeze, sweeping the new leaves on the broken branches, blowing to the small trees around, telling them that after today, Tomorrow will be better.
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