Chapter 492

"A man should kill a man. It's an immortal business for thousands of years. Among the murders, killing one person is the most criminal. Killing ten thousand people is the male, killing nine million people is the male in the male!"

Mu Qiu looks at the Dragon Yue in front of him. He smiles gently. You know, he hasn't been there for a long time. He is so eager for killing and blood!

Although they kill very few people, but that feeling, can be said that any woman, any wine, can not surpass, it is a kind of obsessive feeling.

Yes, sometimes, killing can really fascinate people, and Long Yue, who is beside him, looks at the man in front of him and easily subdues his own man.

As the third expert in the organization, he can't even stop a move. This guy's strength is a monster.

Originally, huangquan was a monster. Unexpectedly, her brother was even more so. At this time, she believed that Muqiu's words were not arrogant, but confident!

Mu Qiu looked at Long Yue and said with a smile: "playing politics and business needs a realm. Chasing women and being a sex wolf also needs a realm. But in my opinion, what needs the most artistic conception and realm is killing people."

"That's the real art. A good killer is always an artist. The best killer is always the best artist."

At this time, Long Yue sits there. She looks at Mu Qiu in front of her eyes. She suddenly finds that she is not nervous. Then, she smiles and says, "I agree with that."

"Hold it for me." Mu Qiu handed the half drunk cup to Long Yue, got up and said lightly, "remember, killing is not all, it's not art, it's violence."

Long Yue, who took the wine cup, looked up at the man who wantonly released the evil spirit, and suddenly knew why Huang Quan would like such a man.

Evil spirit, self-confidence, calm and rational, he is just like the poppy in the dark, which makes all women indulge in him.

Suddenly, Long Yue stood up, two broken swords appeared in her hands. When she saw Mu Qiu again, the slender Mu Qiu was already standing on the high ground, smiling like a gentleman and bowing to her.

That intoxicating eyes, let the look is still long Yue, also have to admit, even if this handsome man, do not have that empty stomach, he can also rely on this elegant and decadent, and warm eyes let women intoxicated.

That's why he can attract so many women's attention. Such a man is the biggest poison for his daughter!

With all sorts of feelings, Long Yue stands proudly in Muqiu. He raises his wine cup and seems to tell Muqiu that it's time to start.

At this time, maybe they didn't find that this tacit understanding is absolutely not common people, and it's not common women who can own land.

It can be said that long Yue later became one of the few women in Muqiu, who could follow Muqiu all the time, and was also the most important woman after Xiaoma.

Because when Shura came to the world, a figure with purple hair followed him and dyed the world blood red.

When later generations, quite long Yue, some people can think of her nickname "Shura Xueying", but more people think of another name - Honglian

For the sake of Shura, a woman, wearing a mask, clenched her weapon in her hand, became a god of murder in everyone's heart, and a woman with red lotus fire

When a furtive figure flashed in from the window, without waiting for the poor guy to react, a small snow blade had gently cut his throat.

It's neither deep nor shallow. It's always just right. It won't waste the strength of Muqiu, so there won't be the disgusting scene of blood bursting out.

When Long Yue saw the flash of the sharp blade in Muqiu's hand, she saw Muqiu's cold eyes at that moment.

However, when looking at her deliberately, Long Yue can feel the tenderness in the blood. This man is like a Book of "one hundred years of solitude". If you miss it, it will be a lifetime!

The bright blade in Muqiu's hand means the slow disappearance of a life every time. These people were originally organized by Longyue.

But long Yue has no sympathy, because he knows what the organization is doing and what kind of person the "master" is.

His figure, every time long Yue, can see, is the most elegant moment, even can see, the smile of his mouth.

No one can fight back, and there is no panic and fear on his face before death, but a kind of calm, because Muqiu did not bring them any sense of oppression.

That delicate blade, in Longyue's eyes, is so gentle, just like a lover's kiss, but in those killers' eyes, it is death's Scythe!

In Long Yue's eyes, Muqiu's every action is so beautiful, his eyes are still so cold, but make himself very warm.