Qingtian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the black phoenix behind him was breathing: "You just said on the phone that Murong Fu's hometown has come to you? What's the situation? Have you taken the bait?"

Qingtian nodded: "It's okay, I'll ask me to see you tomorrow. It's probably as I expected."

The black phoenix was relieved and sat on the soft quilt sand, and drank the drinks on the coffee table: "I won't talk about this anymore, you can do it tomorrow. Where is the Canghai?"

how?"

Qingtian frowned and asked instead: "I just heard that Canghai appeared in the suburbs?"

The Black Phoenix seemed to be in lingering fears: "It's not just that it appeared, it's just killing all sides. I guess none of those bosses can have a good sleep tonight."

The record of Canghai appeared in the suburbs and killing nearly thirty people, sweeping across the entire mercenary group in Qingdao at this time like the cold wind.

With one person's strength, with inexplicable weapons, he harvested life in front of thirty people carrying **, and almost never avoided swords and guns. All of this deeply shocked everyone involved in the "meteor dust".

The so-called boss and the so-called mercenary were all shocked by the last few words: "If anyone offends me, you will destroy your whole family!"

Such a heroic spirit, such a contempt.

Qingtian said lightly: "It seems that Mu Tou is going to let go of his hands and feet and have a big fight."

Black Phoenix looked at Qingtian: "I just hope our company will be safe and sound then."

Qingtian smiled: "Hasn't your company been out of trouble all the time?"

Seeing Qingtian say this, Black Phoenix couldn't help but sigh of relief: "Okay, let's not talk anymore. When others are having nightmares, I should have a good sleep." She stood up, waved her hand, and went out and disappeared.

Qingtian turned around and looked at the still dazzling full moon, and his mouth slightly raised: "It seems that I want to treat Qingdao as a place for training, Master."

Canghai climbed up from the back door of the hotel. It was almost dawn. He had agreed with Xueer that it would be at most an hour, but he didn't expect to come back at this time.

He quietly landed at the end of the corridor and slowly walked towards his room.

The door was not locked, and he frowned, and he gently pushed the door in.

"who?"

Xueer's voice.

Canghai responded slightly and closed the door.

Xueer smelled the pungent smell of blood, turned on the lights in surprise, looked at the door, and saw Canghai, covered in blood, standing there, taking off his coat that was already covered in blood.

"Canghai, you-"

Seeing that Xueer was about to struggle, Canghai couldn't help but say, "It's okay, it's all the blood of others. You are lying there honestly, I'll go in and take a shower."

After saying that, he went straight into the bathroom.

Listening to the sounds in the bathroom, Xueer sat blankly at the head of the bed, feeling the feeling of being empty in her heart.

Canghai, are you injured again?

After a while, Canghai walked out, his body was steaming, but he was still trembling. He took a few steps to the bed, wrapped in another quilt, and kept trembling.

"Is it very cold?" Xue'er looked at Canghai with a strange expression.

"I killed someone." Canghai said lightly.

Xueer was stunned. It was not the first time he killed someone. Last time he killed some ** in the Shangri-La Hotel.

"Many people remind me of the past." Canghai said in a low voice.

Xueer saw that Canghai's face showed loneliness and her heart was slightly disturbed.

"Canghai, have you heard before?"

She didn't know what he had before, and that was a big answer to any organization.

Canghai shook his head: "It's okay, go to bed. I'm tired."

Xueer bit the corner of her mouth. Canghai crawled over from there, lay beside Xueer, but leaned against the head of the bed, looking ahead.

"Do you want to smoke?" Xue'er suddenly said.

Canghai was stunned: "No, that would be bad for you."

Xueer smiled and said, "I know that as long as men show this expression, they usually want to smoke, not to mention that when I see you, I have something to worry about."

She slightly turned sideways and took out the cigarettes she bought from the bedside table. These days, because of Xueer's injuries, he has been smoking outside and was released by Xiaoli.

Canghai stared blankly at Xue'er stuffing the cigarette into his mouth and lit it for him.

"It's okay, you suck it, I'm much better." Xueer patted her suckling.

Taking a deep breath, Canghai started to cough.

I want to spit out everything.

Xueer reached out and patted Canghai's back: "Slow down, slow down, don't be anxious."

Canghai stood up, took another suck, and then raised his hand and threw it into the trash can next to the door.

Xueer looked at Canghai: "Canghai, did Xiaoli have something with you?"

Canghai was silent for a while and nodded: "Yes."

Xueer breathed a sigh of relief: "Canghai, can you hug me?"

"what?"

"What don't you do, just hug me."

Canghai looked at it in surprise and gently hugged Xueer like her arms.

Xueer showed a satisfied smile on her lips, and she satisfied herself on the wide and hard cushion of the sea.

Canghai smelled the fragrance on Xueer's body: "Xueer, you've healed. Do you really want to follow me?"

"Well, anywhere."

"I don't know where I'll go."

Xueer smiled and said, "It's okay, you can walk around and wander. You can do whatever you want."

Canghai gently pressed Xue'er's head: "I really don't know what you girls think."

"It's actually very simple, just follow the feeling."

Canghai couldn't help but chuckled: "I'm so old, I'm still so childish."

Xueer sighed, "You don't understand. It's because I've never been childish because I've never been so old that I want to live for myself. That's all."

Canghai paused: "How similar is your thoughts to me? Thinking back then, I really just wanted to follow my own ideas."

Xueer looked at him: "Do you regret it?"

"No, even now, if I have to make a choice, I still have to leave the organization and do what I like."

"So, what about the future?"

"In the future, when the "meteor dust" incident comes to an end, I want to go home and ask the villagers if they know the news about my dad, and go to my cousin's house to see if they are at home or are floating outside as before."

"Can I go?"

Xueer blinked.

Canghai looked at Xueer: "I don't know, but I guess I will take the doctor with me at that time."

"Is your girlfriend? Can you face her by then?" Xueer's face turned slightly dark.

"What should I do, right?" Cang Hai subconsciously moved his hand slightly on Xueersi, but was firmly grasped by Xueer and held it with both hands.

Canghai stopped the strangeness in his heart: "Go to sleep, it's very late."

He slightly broke away from Xue'er's hand, retracted into the quilt, and turned his back to Xue'er.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, he felt the quilt behind him was lifted up, and Xueer pressed it on his back: "Canghai, I'm cold."

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There is a feeling of dawn in the ocean.

The fighting in the woods in the suburbs made Canghai slightly feel the martial arts feeling that the beggar said. And the familiar bloodiness stirred up that feeling.

It’s like I can clearly feel the taste of cheese, but I can’t eat it.

It's just the taste, it makes people unable to stop.

He also remembered what happened in the middle of high school. For Wang Hui and a girl who can't remember the name now, he was the same. It seemed that in the end, he completely enjoyed that feeling and had long forgotten his initial thoughts.

He even felt that he belonged to a battle, not an ordinary and peaceful world.

Even the moment he saw Xueer just now, he felt his surging fighting spirit, the urge to crush Xueer in his heart.

The impulse to conquer the **. So he ran into the bathroom and calmed himself down in the name of taking a bath.

The urge to penetrate the bone marrow was washed away by cold water and burst out in Xueer's hug.

Canghai suddenly turned around, turned around, and fiercely looked at Xue'er's bright and bright little mouth
Chapter completed!