In the middle of the night, Mo Siyu changed into night clothes, jumped out of the window, took advantage of the dark night and high wind, and quietly left the inn.
Insects flap their wings and lead the way ahead.
But gradually, Mo Siyu noticed something was wrong.
She stopped slowly, and a dart flew past her eyes, the insect leading the way in front broke in two, and the sharp dart sank into the tree trunk next to her.
Mo Siyu turned his head and saw a tall man standing not far away, who seemed to have been waiting for her for a long time.
There was a silver mask on the man's face, only a pair of eyes were exposed, so it was impossible to see the man's true face clearly.
Mo Siyu's vigilance rose, and he held the dagger hidden in his cuff in his hand.
Aoki stared at the person in front of him, "Sure enough, as I expected, that little bug really came after me."
Mo Siyu asked back: "Who are you?"
It's not Qin Wuyan, Qin Wuyan's body is not so thin.
This voice sounded like a disguise.
Hearing this, Aoki laughed, his voice was hoarse and dull, as if there was sand in his throat: "It doesn't matter who I am, you just need, I am the one who is here to kill you."
As the man spoke, he couldn't help but come straight to Mo Siyu.
Originally, there was no sharp weapon on his body, but unexpectedly, as soon as he got close to her side, a layer of sharp fingertips appeared on the outstretched fingers of the man, and he quickly grabbed Mo Siyu's body.
This is the first time Mo Siyu has seen someone use this kind of thing as a weapon. She really can't figure out the opponent's moves and can't spare the time and energy to think about it. The man in front of her is just like her, he is better at close combat, But the man's arm was much longer than hers, and her dagger didn't have the slightest advantage.
Can only rely on the flexibility of the body, dodge back and forth, left and right, looking for loopholes in the opponent's moves.
After dozens of rounds, Mo Siyu gradually lost his strength, but the opponent seemed to have exploded with stronger strength than before. Not only did he not feel tired at all, but he became more courageous as he fought...
Mo Siyu was no longer the opponent's opponent, so he could only run away, but the opponent didn't give her a chance at all, blocked her way to escape back to the inn, and forced her to go up the mountain.
Mo Siyu retreated while fighting, feeling dizzy, not knowing where he was at the moment, and only discovered something was wrong when the surrounding wind was blowing and the chill was threatening.
She glanced back, dazed, Aoki took this opportunity to land on her chest, and the iron claws tore the clothes on her chest.
Mo Siyu looked down, quickly clutched her injured chest, staggered a bit, before she could stabilize herself, another palm of Aoki landed on her back, knocking her down...
Mo Siyu's body fell straight down, and the dagger in her hand swung wildly, piercing into a stone, and the falling body finally stopped.
Dawn is the darkest hour of the day.
Aoki stood on the edge of the cliff, looking satisfied at the bottom of the mountain where no sound could be heard after falling, and took off the mask on his face: "Since the high priest is not sure about moving you, he is still looking for new medicines and containers. Then you don't have to stay in this world to trouble me.
The bottom is purgatory, if you die here, no one will find it, even if you find it here, there will be no bones left, you have already been buried in the belly of a snake..."
It was pitch black underneath, and the night wind brought a chill, only the roar of the woods, and a faint smell of blood remained in the air...