[Tutor] The fighting power of snakes and scorpions is immeasurable

Waved the dagger in his hand, bringing up streaks of blood.

In a small corner of Bingsheng, a pile of human bodies was horrifyingly piled up. Among them, sitting on the top of the pile was expressionlessly wiping a dagger with a cold glow. It looked very miserable under the moonlight.

Looking at the pile of people still squirming under him, there must be someone who is still conscious.

After stepping on a few times, she was satisfied to hear the painful and intermittent groans from the people below her. Her lips were parted, and the black blood stained on her fair cheeks did not affect her happiness at all. Feeling.

Turning the dagger in her hand flexibly, she could almost hear the sound of the dagger cutting the wind in the air. She stepped on a person's head like stepping on a stone. It's like slipping off your neck.

She closed her eyes and sniffed the fading bloody smell in the air, with a sickly intoxicated expression on her face.

"Sure enough, this kind of life is the most suitable for me. I really miss it."

Although this kind of thing has never been done, the memory of the body will not fade.

Originally wandering outside at night, I was very lucky to meet the organization that robbed this body before. I thought it would be fine to punish her a little, after all, she was not robbed.

But once you see Hong, you can't hold back.

It wasn't like this originally, I always thought that I had good control ability.

It's been a long time since I saw this kind of scene, even if I don't want to admit it in my heart, my body seems to be injected with a high concentration of stimulants and doesn't listen to me.

The blood in his body was boiling, and the scene that made him feel painful, now he enjoyed it extraordinarily.

This feeling of slaughtering others is really great!

I seem to have been, broken.

The revival of my nature, which had been closed for too long, made me who once naively thought that I had escaped from that state of mind realize my own essence again.

Even if she changed her body, it would be only Cecia in the end.

She raised her hand to wipe off the blood on her cheeks, the tip of her milky white hair was dyed red, her water-blue eyes no longer looked lazy, if possible, she could see the spot in her eyes that did not belong to Liangye Sakai. crazy bloodthirsty smile.

Coming down from the crowd, Liang Ye looked at the shadow in front of him, licked his lips, and smiled softly, "What a coincidence, Reborn."

"If you don't come home so late, Sawada-kun will be worried."

Reborn pulled the brim of his hat with his little hands, "Ciaosu~, Sakai-san, I didn't expect such a beautiful picture to be seen by me."

Reborn's eyes could not be seen in the shadows, only the cheeks with baby fat and the corner of the mouth tilted to the side.

The very familiar sarcastic smile.

It really was him, even the arc of his smile was the same.

Liang Ye folded her hands on her chest, lowered her eyes and looked at the little baby who could only reach her legs. It was this kind of smile that made her say that she wanted to keep him, but now she has a complicated emotion.

It's probably hard to let go of this, a man like him.

Although I don't know exactly what caused the once flamboyant person to become such a somewhat incompetent state, but it probably has something to do with the Rainbow Son project.

If she hadn't left back then, would she be like this now?

"You look a lot like someone I once knew."

They are all the same moody, cruel and arrogant people.

"It's just that you are much weaker than her, and she is much colder than you."

Liang Ye raised his eyebrows, "Can this be regarded as a compliment?"

"Well, if you insist." Reborn jumped on Liang Ye's shoulder, and there seemed to be a little more sarcasm in his tone.

"But she's as good as dead now."

I don't know if it's an illusion, Liang Ye felt that there seemed to be a trace of regret in his words.

Hearing others compare her to herself, Liang Ye was a little entangled, but she didn't really want to tell him her identity, at least not now.

And even if he knows, what's the use, it's probably just giving him a chance to laugh at himself, even though he's not much better now.

Let him think that he is dead for the time being. With his ability, he probably won't be able to hide it for a long time, but he actually looks forward to the expression of this person when he finds out his identity.

Definitely, very interesting.

Ah, what kind of perverted hobby is this.

Complaining to himself inwardly, Liang Ye cast a disgusted glance at Reborn on his shoulder, "You are heavy, get off quickly."

"Hey, are you willing to join the stupid gang's family?"

Suddenly being asked such a question, Liang Ye shook her head resolutely, ignoring Reborn's somewhat pityful expression, she just put her fingertips on her lips and touched them, widening the arc, with undisguised contempt in her tone.

"He can't afford me, besides, I hate being attached to the Mafia."

"Then what if Skylark will also participate?"

Hearing Reborn's words, she couldn't help laughing, "What does he have to do with me? He's just a sparrow to please me."

"Deep tree."

Reborn pursed his lips, as if he was not ready to give up his decision, and brought up a person's name again.

"If you don't participate, I will kill him."

With a mischievous tone, speaking frightening words, he saw the girl's face change, and thought he could take advantage of it, but he received the girl's happy smile.

"That's really great. I'm worried about having a younger brother who is in trouble. If you would help me kill him, that would be great!"

Reborn's face darkened when he heard the girl's non-joking words. He didn't expect this girl to be so ruthless, just like the woman who calmly told him that she killed her parents, she was an extremely selfish woman.

But it inexplicably made him a little interested.

Not only for this person, but also for the reason why she was unwilling to join Pengelie even if she was beaten to death.

Maybe there's also an element of a little nostalgia for someone.

The author has something to say: I felt gentle for too long, so I decided to restore Aya's image.