Perfume Master

Chapter 482 What a beautiful ruthless face!

At five o'clock in the morning, when the last wave of aid killers of the Assassin League was killed by the dead mercenaries brought by Long Kun, the whole mountain forest gave people a feeling of suddenly calming down, but at this time, the four sss-level masters surrounded by the seven people of Long Kun Yingzheng's black swords were still struggling.

Mu Fan has rested for more than half an hour. After recovering some physical strength, his legs stood up slightly and walked towards the last remaining battlefield. Qingyan did not go to Fu Mufan. He knew that this man had completely burst out his resentment that he had accumulated for many years today. From today on, he may still The boss of the underworld, but he will appear in front of everyone with a brand-new posture.

When the two came to the crowd, the black swords were so tired that they had no extra strength. Finally, they walked to them in Mu Fan and fell to the ground!

When all five people of the black sword fell to the ground, the four sss killers, who also had little spare power, struggled all night and finally found a chance to escape. After the four people tried their best to resist the blow of Ying Zheng and Long Kun, they fled in all four directions. The four people were divided into four directions. You know, there would be nothing if they really died. I didn't feel it, but people who were going to die were more afraid of the pain caused by death than anyone else. After the four people found the opportunity, they ran away in four directions. Ying Zhenglong Kun chased in one direction, and Qingyan also chased at one person. Mu Fan, who was just about to see the injuries of the black swords, just squatted down again. Jump up and chase and kill in the direction of the last person.

"Brother!"

The seven people were shocked. How could they not know the physical condition of Mu Fan at this time? After looking at a pool of blood stains in the position where Mu Fan squatted next to them, the seven people desperately chased in the direction of Mu Fan.

When Mu Fan chased him, all the red-robed dead men did not follow Long Kun but in the direction of Mu Fan. There were strange sounds in the woods, and the sound of leaves in the woods was getting denser and denser, which was the signal that the dead were anxious.

When I thought that no one was chasing and was about to escape from the grave of a madman, I suddenly felt a rapid footsteps behind me. It was Mu Fan who chased him. At this time, neither of them had any strength to fight again. The person who escaped was Ichiro Yamamoto, one of the five people who killed Longtian. .

The two of them are like two children chasing in the woods, running and stopping, but the distance is still getting closer.

The weather in early summer is always changeable. Before, the starry sky was bright. At this time, you can already hear the thunder from the air. The dense forest has arrived from one o'clock in the morning to the present, but the whole four hours have covered this peaceful mountain forest with nearly a thousand bodies! This is an extremely terrible event in this peaceful era. Even if there is such a big noise, even now there are still no police or passers-by, which is unexpected to everyone.

At this time, when Mu Fan was chasing Ichiro Yamamoto in front of him like a mad dog, a beautiful figure in white suddenly appeared in the mountain forest. His figure was slender and perfect. Three thousand green silks hung down his shoulders, and there was a trace of pity in his delicate face. In those deep eyes, there was a moment of energy. The heart of the drill is cold. The white skin of the pointed chin is as white and tender as if the lychee has just been peeled off. The woman is like a nine-day fairy born. The dust-free white robe tightly wraps his weak body. As soon as the wind blows, it floats away. The previous thunder did not cause the slightest wave of the expression of the woman's face. At this time, he walked leisurely in the mountains and forests with a shining scabbard. And her direction was exactly the direction in which Ichiro Yamamoto fled at this time.

Finally, after a short few minutes of escape, Ichiro Yamamoto's gray-faced and blood-stained figure finally appeared in the sight of the woman. At this time, the latter also found the woman. Even at this time, Ichiro Yamamoto, who was exhausted and only wanted to escape for his life, saw the woman for the first time. After a short period of stupidity, Ichiro Yamamoto felt that the woman was too strange. A person appeared in such a ghost place. Yamamoto Ichiro instinctively included women in the dangerous ranks. You know, at this time, he had no extra strength to fight with others, even if he was a woman! She is also a beautiful and heart-talling woman.

At this time, Mu Fan also appeared in the woman's sight. When Mu Fan dragged his tired body to the front, when he saw the white shadow in front of him, he was stunned. His blood-red eyes also recovered a little clear and did not chase Yamamoto Ichiro, because there was no need! Mu Fan held the trunk beside him with his hands and looked at the woman decadently. The beautiful classical face was like a drug-addicted man who saw drugs. He couldn't stop. At this time, Mu Fan felt the pleasure like a spring breeze. The haze that had been gathered in his heart dissipated in an instant. He sat on the ground decadently, with his head against the trunk of the tree, kissing. Seeing a kind of gurgling weak woman casually waved out the scabbard in her hand and walked towards Mu Fan without looking at it. At the same time, she screamed, and the scabbard passed through Yamamoto Ichiro's heart and fixed his body on a tree trunk.

When the woman walked to Mu Fan, Mu Fan looked up at this long-lost face and said childishly, "You are also willing to come back to see us!"

The woman looked at Mu Fan with a pair of watery eyes, with a trace of sadness in her eyes and no words.

Mu Fan struggled to stand up and breathed fresh air. Mu Fan never felt that today's air smelled so good. It was because there was a smell in the air that he had been longing for. This smell was mixed with Mu Fan's too many emotions, such as desire, joy, guilt and stability. He laughed and said, "Go home and tell me where you have been all these years?"

Mu Fan turned around and was about to go back. The woman's indifferent eyes moved, and then walked behind Mu Fan. Mu Fan suddenly felt a cold and sharp thing against his back heart. At this moment, Mu Fan's heart suddenly **, and the knife was not cold, but cold. Mu Fan sighed and turned to face the latter without any depression. He looked at the cold and hesitant face of the woman and smiled, "Sister, are you still blaming me for killing the dragon? Yes, I also know what it feels like to lose my lover. Can you give me two years? I still have a lot of grandpa's things to finish. I only need two years. In two years, I will go down to accompany Longpo..."

The woman still looked at Mu Fan with cold eyes. Mu Fan squeezed his lips and said bitterly, "Sister, two years are very long, right? How about a year..."

"What about half a year? I just need to wait until this Chinese perfume competition is completed, okay..."

"Okay, you kill me. After I die, I'd better be buried next to Grandpa Houshan's grave. I didn't call him Grandpa before I died. After death, I have to call enough..."

Mu Fan kept talking. He was a beautiful woman in white, Long Tian's second apprentice, Mu Fan's senior sister Bai Lixi. The woman who had disappeared for several years appeared again, but when she came back, she was not reunited with Mu Fan. Her cold eyes looked at Mu Fan's warm face full of blood. Kong never said a word.

"Senior sister!"

At this time, the seven black swords who chased after him suddenly roared and ran towards Bai Li Xi like a happy child, but when they came to him and saw Bai Li Xi trembling with a knife against Mu Fan's heart. Especially when he saw that the knife in Bai Li Xi's hand at this time turned out to be an oriental knife, the seven people were dumbfounded there.

After the arrival of the black sword, there were bursts of leaves in the jungle again. Soon, a large number of red shadows in robes appeared around, all looking at Bai Lixi and the smiling Mu Fan.

Bai Lixi finally opened his mouth, and the tenderness in his eyes broke in an instant, in exchange for a strange look that Mu Fan had never seen before. He looked at Mu Fan without a trace of emotion and said quietly; "Don't call me sister in the future. I was no longer Bai Lixi a few years ago. I'm Suzuki Sakurako..."

Hearing Bai Li Xi's words, everyone suddenly trembled, and their spirits were on the verge of collapse. They looked at this once familiar figure, but what she said was so far away from them. Seven people fell to the ground at the same time! He looked at Bai Li Xi in disbelief, like an injured child looking at Mu Fan, who was the most injured at this time!

Mu Fan looked at the blurred face in front of him feebly and said lightly, "Is it because you are angry with me?"

Bai Li Xi shook his head and said indifferently; "No... I'm an oriental person myself. At that time, I just wanted to get close to the dragon genius and change my name to Bai Lixi..."

"What about the dragon po?"

"You are all too naive!"

"Do you have no feeling for all of us?"

"I only know that the object of allegiance is the Mitsubishi family! I don't know what feelings are!"

Mu Fan's head exploded. All his consciousness was lost in an instant. He staggered or fell to the ground, but Mu Fan did not faint, but climbed to Bai Li Xi's feet, hugged Bai Li Xi's legs, looked up at the woman who had no feelings at this time, and choked; "Sister, you can't do this, you can't do this. Well, even if it's to punish me, I can't treat others like this. I can't treat Longpo like this. Sister~~~ Sister~~~ Sister, I'm going to beg you. Tell me what you're talking about is lying to me, okay, sister~~~~"

"Brother~~~"

The seven people of the black sword ran to help Mu Fan up at the same time, but Bai Li Xi suddenly came out of the knife, and the knife penetrated Mu Fan's shoulder. A blood arrow suddenly dyed Bai Li Xi's white and flawless white robe with a blood red, like the most sad and beautiful picture scroll.

Mu Fan fell to the ground feebly. At the moment when the knife penetrated his body, Mu Fan had already woken up. He knew that he could not go back, and nothing could go back. All the past flashed in Mu Fan's mind at this time. The one who loved him the most and the gentlest senior sister in those years disappeared! She is no longer Bai Li Xi, but Suzuki Sakurako!

"Was it your exposed whereabouts when Long Tian was chased and killed in those years?"

"Yes!"

"Then I killed Dongyang, and it was also you who led the dragon, right?"

"He doesn't die, which is very bad for us, and it can't lead you to hand over things!"

"But you haven't got anything yet. Is it worth it?"

"For the sake of the order, it's not worth it. At most, the judgment is wrong. We just die a few more people!"

"Are you going to kill me or take me away today?"

"Killing is the same as taking away! Anyway, you didn't develop it. This is the best ending!"

"Do many things that have happened in the past few years have anything to do with you? They are looking for you everywhere. It's all because you deliberately lead them away to kill me, right?

"Yes!"

Mu Fan smiled, and then Mu Fan held Bai Lixi's knife. Finally, he took a look at Bai Lixi's no longer pure eyes, smiled, and then stabbed his stomach. When the knife penetrated Mu Fan's back, Bai Lixi was still indifferent.

"Brother~~~~"

Everyone was shocked. The seven people used their last strength to rush to Bai Li Xi at the same time. They knew that the first knife that Bai Li Xi penetrated Mu Fan's shoulder, she was no longer their senior sister!

"I don't know what to do!"

Suzuki Sakurako snorted coldly and was about to stab a group of exhausted people. But to her surprise, Mu Fan held the knife and didn't let Suzuki Sakurako pull it out. His mouth kept bleeding, smiled, and laughed a little crazy, and said, "Let the eight of us solve your life. Clean the door. You can't let others do things for you..."

Mu Fan used his last bit of strength to kick Suzuki Sakurako's legs. Sakuraki's indifferent eyes flashed a trace of murder. One foot kicked Mu Fan a few meters away, but at the same time, the knife in his hand was also taken away by Mu Fan.

The five people of the black sword surrounded Suzuki Sakurako. Lao Jiu Lao Shi ran to Mu Fan and helped the latter up. At this time, he looked at the knife inserted in Mu Fan's stomach and the blood kept flowing out. Mu Fan spit out a mouthful of blood and looked at the five people in the black sword. His eyes began to blur. After saying the last sentence, he fainted.

"Kill..... Kill... Kill..."

It's raining, and it's raining again. Does God think this joke is a little big? What a cold summer rain, so cold! It's so cold!