["Is it weird? I'm dressed like this?" Loken waved his hands and buttoned up his black clothes. His whole body was extremely wide, like a standing tiger.

"Of course not." Nohan also shook his head, his bones rattled. There was an obvious scar on his right eye, and his entire eye was glowing with white light. It was a completely dull white light.

, he has lost half of his eye, but he does not wear an eyepatch, it is fully open, and there is no abnormality.

They were all wearing coarse cloth clothes, which was obviously inconsistent with their status.

The first and third masters of the Dragon Heart Society actually wore the clothes of assassins lurking, and they did not learn from it.

This set of clothes completely changed their body shape. They who have not experienced assassin training must look like this if they want to hide their aura.

"Has that kid...come to Windy County?" Loken looked at his own image in the mirror.

The black clothes made his eyes look more sinister, and his bald head was also wrapped in cloth.

"It's here...but...it's a little strange. She's alone!?" Nohan looked at his silver-fingered tiger, and the flames on it swept away, and the darkness here turned from red to black.

"Well, you can't underestimate only one person. Today, Geert is not here, so even the two of us may have a hard time." Loken shrugged, loosened his muscles, and touched his bald head.

"Is it so powerful? Although I never thought that the task assigned to us by that adult would be easy." Nohan shook his entire arm and clenched his fists.

"Well...she is still young and her strength should be close to our level." Loken turned around and Nohan quickly followed.

"That's really terrifying." Nohan said with a sigh: "It's really impossible to do less and less of such things."

"There is no way around this, Nohan." Loken grabbed his head and straightened it.

There was a rattling sound.

"Can we still be called human beings like this?" Nohan smiled in confusion.

"So what if it's not... In a world like this, what does it matter whether he is a human being or not?" Loken's eyes glowed red.

"It's really scary, brother. It seems like I will be abandoned by you one day?" Nohan chuckled.

"When we can't prevent something like this from happening, we can only let it continue. Even if we don't do it, someone will definitely do it."

"is that so?"

"But there is one thing they will definitely not do." Loken's whole body made a rattling sound.

"what?"

"We will let those children leave easily, without pain, without sadness."]

Niman Farm is extremely lively today.

Because there are many people here.

Chun looked at the trees on Niman's farm with a puzzled look on her face. She slowly placed her hands on the trees and closed her eyes, as if listening.

Dahuang held Dawang's clothes and stood next to Chun. He stretched out his little ears quietly and put them on the tree, imitating Chun and listening together.

Behind it was the king who looked at them angrily. The king had her hands on her hips. There was white fluff on her clothes, which should be her fluffy tail. Many people regarded it as a simple clothing decoration.

But whoever touches it will die.

The king's black and slender eyebrows were frowning as he looked at these two "little fools" in her words.

In this "small farm" in Niman, there is obviously nothing here, no special landscape, no beautiful bouquets, and the cattle and sheep are all kept in a relatively large warehouse.

There is nothing, just a relatively simple warehouse.

"Okay, I have no idea what you are doing here. There is no need for us to come here to eat with the family." When the king was angry, the eyebrows on his face did not even move, but judging by his tone, she was very angry.

"If you really want to cure your disease, be quiet in the end. I don't know if it will help, but at least I think it will really help you." Chun still closed his eyes, not impatient, but his voice was very soft.

"My lord, lord, don't be anxious!" Dahuang also closed his eyes and touched his own and listened carefully.

The king looked away disdainfully. It was the very high steps in the house. There were two people sitting there, a boy and a girl.

They were communicating, gently and slowly, and the dusk light shone on them, flowing quietly.

How strange...

He was obviously obedient in the first game, but in the second game he kicked the fisherman's son off the stage like a lunatic.

The fisherman's son was kicked off the stage ten seconds after he came on stage. The whole audience was shocked.

The fisherman's son was not injured in any way and even looked at his father in the stands without knowing what had happened to him.

They were stunned, and even the entire audience was stunned into silence for a moment. The young man quickly confirmed whether he had won, waited for the referee to nod, and then quickly stepped down from the stage and came to the stands to remove the one who was looking at her, sitting next to him.

Next to the girl, whispering softly, this moment is just like that moment.

"Of course I'm not in a hurry. It's just that this guy has no intention of helping us right now. It's really embarrassing for us to come to someone else's house licking our faces." The king knocked Dahuang's little head.

Da Huang quickly rubbed his little head in pain.

"Your Majesty, this kid is going to win that dragon competition at a glance. Where can we find him after he leaves?"

"Why don't we follow him to Fulan? I'm not in a hurry." The king snorted.

"Yes, yes, what does this kind of thing have to do with anything? It's not my business anyway." Chun stood up gently holding the tree, but Dahuang stopped listening and followed Chun.

The king angrily grabbed it and made it stand beside him obediently.

"Did you hear that?" The king touched Dahuang's head, where she had hit him.

"I heard it, but I didn't hear it either." Chun straightened her clothes while standing.

"What do you mean? Your Buddha's heart is really getting heavier and heavier. You can't even talk like that." The king came to Chun's side, and Dahuang slowly jumped on her shoulders and hugged the folded clothes.

In arms.

Dahuang felt that his king must still be a little anxious. If this not so good disease could be cured with the treasures in the treasure bag, it would be great.

However, it really didn't understand this sentence.

"He does have a treasure bag, but it's obvious that he has no time to pay attention to us now."

"Isn't this nonsense?" The king took Chun's hand and ran out of the door: "How can you help me? I'm very tired of asking for help. If you two hadn't whispered in my ears, I would have

Why don't you come here? It's better now. I have to do a hot face and a cold butt. It's really embarrassing."

"Why is it embarrassing?" Chun knew that the little fox like the king was as thin-skinned as a pie, and she was unwilling to come to ask for help. Now that she could come to this small farm, she was indeed dragged here by herself.

At first, she just said that there was someone who might be able to help cure the king's disease, so why not give it a try, but she didn't even say a word to the boy with the treasure bag.

It can't be said that Treasure Bag and Chun naturally know about Chang Yufeng, but how much they know is unknown. This little guy named Jack is a good boy at home, and he is also a gentle and gentle god of death outside.

How terrible it is.

But even so, she had never seen him actually kill any "good people".

Your own "Buddha Heart" knows some "unknowable" things, the past and the future.

The past of the past, the future of the future.

All these scenes appeared in front of my eyes.

This child will definitely help the king. This is just something he can do with a little effort.

He also knows about his "Buddha Heart". Otherwise, it would be impossible to talk to himself like this.

He never hides or conceals anything from anyone who knows "everything", including himself.

"How could it be embarrassing? Do you want to live like this for the rest of your life? Now it's hard to find someone who can help you." Chun was dragged by the king, and Dahuang looked back at the two children who were still talking.

"But, I really feel ashamed." The king lowered his head and did not give up and left the village.

"In order to survive, not to be ashamed." Chun was pulled by her and smiled leisurely: "Hey, let's have a meal here, talk at the table, and have a chat, it's exactly the same,"

"Your Majesty..." Dahuang touched the side of the King's face and slowly took the piece of hair in his hand.

This is the hair that has not yet fallen out. It will disappear when it grows long. When the disease is complete and the king is defeated, such a beautiful person will disappear forever.

Her beautiful face, her white and silky hair.

Her five hundred years of demonic power.

An unwarranted power that comes from not following the rules for condensing demonic power.

It will be lost silently.

Of course, it has also thought about a weasel and a fox wandering around the world, but this fox will only lose more and more everything she owns, the demon power that cannot grow steadily, the body that she can no longer have, and the life that slowly disappears.

, and a common language with me.

Although, even then, I will take care of the little dumb fox.

"I think we should do something like this~" Dahuang looked at the king with a smile. His fangs were shining brightly.

The king was stunned for a second and then put down the hand holding Chun.

"That's right, we have nothing now." The king sighed.

"If he is really like you said, it would be great." The king stood there, and Chun patted her shoulder.

"You have to bow your head when it's time to bow your head, right?" Chun knew what she meant, but her smile wasn't very pretty, and her face was still a bit green.

"Let's go have dinner...at his house."

"Oh!!! Let's eat!" Da Huang jumped up happily.
To be continued...