hunter rule

Zhao Guangli has always felt that his life should be stable.

There is no danger, as it should be in the original world.

And since he came to this strange world, all that appeared in front of him was terror.

Only by passing through the weirdness of this world and becoming a professional can we continue to live.

What Zhao Guangli got was this kind of information.

It was as if something was burning inside me, frantically chasing the footsteps of my life.

"Mr. Sigal."

At this moment, Zhao Guangli noticed Sigal's gaze on him, his face calmed down, and his brain was running rapidly at this moment.

He could completely feel that Gu Xintong was ready to attack, and her blade was accurately hidden in her elbow.

"oh."

Sigal's expression was half-smiling: "Is there such a thing?"

"Hey, red-haired boy, is this true?"

The short blade in his hand was slightly lifted, and its sharp luster flashed across everyone present.

"As a good employee, I still don't want anyone to lie to me."

Xigal's voice sounded, and Zhao Guangli said coldly: "Yes, the key to the door is indeed in our hands."

At this moment, Kaderan said anxiously: "Sir, as long as you support me, I am willing to share the Impes family's property with you!"

"oh?"

Sigal heard what Kaderan said, and he walked gently in front of Kaderan: "What a cute little girl."

"It's a pity that you don't understand the situation."

"so……"

Sigal paused: "After all, the Impes family is one of the underground families of Black Iron Castle. Even if they are not extraordinary forces, it is not difficult to deal with guys like me."

"I don't really want to leave people with something to say."

In an instant, the black shadow in the distance was completely cut apart by Sigal's short blade, and the entire burned face was destroyed by the damage of the short blade.

The light blue fighting spirit on Sigal's body was rising, and the entire basement space became strangely sticky.

Kaderan only felt that her legs were getting heavier and heavier, and her expression became more and more frightened.

"Your brother is already dead. I suggest you go on the road with him."

Sigal's smile makes people feel like he is just saying hello to others.

Kaderan's face instantly turned pale.

"George...is dead?"

Zhao Guangli felt cold in his heart.

"Yes." Sigal nodded, showing his yellowed teeth: "I killed him."

"I cut off his head. Mr. Ceylon asked me to do it."

Sigal's face was relaxed, as if he had killed just an insignificant ant.

Zhao Guangli took a deep breath and stared at the short blade in Sigal's hand. The faint cyan fighting spirit extended out, as if it were substantial.

That guy George Impes, the first time Zhao Guangli met him was a week ago.

At that time, that handsome boy still attracted Zhao Guangli's attention.

What made Zhao Guangli feel a little uncomfortable was that before Zhao Guangli could say a word to this so-called George, this guy was already dead.

Although what George did was quite outrageous.

"Sir, I am different from George." Kaderan forced a smile: "After I become a professional, I can let you control the entire Impes family."

"I can still marry you."

"please."

Kaderan struggled to stand up from the ground. She walked slowly towards Sigal, staggering a little.

Zhao Guangli's eyes moved slightly.

A black shadow slowly condensed from behind.

The pleading look on Kaderan's face at this moment turned into intense hatred in an instant.

"You guy! Go to hell!"

The black shadow's bone blade rushed towards Sigal's back, and the exposed neck was not protected at all.

Zhao Guangli almost thought that Kadlan was going to succeed.

Only Gu Xintong shook his head.

The black shadow's bone blade was directly shattered about three centimeters close to Sigal's neck, as if there was some invisible barrier protecting Sigal.

"whee."

In Kaderan's frightened eyes, Sigal grinned: "What a cute little girl."

"I still have to tell you how powerful the knight is."

"At least that way, you won't be as lucky as you are now, right?"

The light blue fighting spirit completely enveloped Sigal.

Is that fighting spirit?

Zhao Guangli felt a little desperate.

The fighting spirit of the knight profession can be solidified and released to resist enemy attacks, and can be added to weapons.

The so-called foundation of a knight lies in fighting spirit.

As long as Sigal covers his whole body with fighting spirit, there is nothing ordinary people can do against him.

Poof!

The short blade is unsheathed.

What fell with the bloody fountain was Kadran's horrified head.

"Should it be said that brothers and sisters die in similar ways?"

Sigal thought with a smile.

Zhao Guangli watched as Sigal seemed to be groping for something on Kadran's headless corpse. It didn't look like he was molesting the corpse.

"How could it not be?"

After searching for a while, Sigal said to himself.

At this moment he shook his head: "Forget it."

"Those two little guys over there."

Sigal stood up and stepped hard on the bloody ground with his old black leather shoes: "Especially that beautiful little girl, you cut my arm bloody last time."

"This time I will drain the blood from your body."

Sigal looked at Gu Xintong and said seriously.

Find a way quickly.

Zhao Guangli was extremely anxious in his heart.

Sigal kept getting closer, and the sharp short blade kept getting closer.

"Mr. Sigal...are we bound to die?"

Zhao Guangli looked at the man in front of him and said with a desperate tone.

"certainly."

Sigal smiled and nodded, with horrific blood stains behind him.

Gu Xintong's expression became a little complicated at this moment. She wanted to make a final struggle at this moment. She almost clenched the blade in her hand until it bled.

"Mr. Sigal."

Zhao Guangli took out the broken mirror gloves from his pocket, as well as the family biography "Golden Family" he found in the safe: "This is an extraordinary item that I have, and what the Impes family originally wanted to hold.

ritual process."

"Also, this key is the key to unlocking this door."

Zhao Guangli threw the red gem key on the ground casually, his expression was extremely serious at this moment.

"You want to buy your life?" Sigal showed a strange smile on his face: "That's not possible."

"If I kill you, everything on you will naturally belong to me."

Zhao Guangli shook his head gently: "No... Mr. Sigal, of course I know this."

"I don't expect to survive. At least now, I know everything is irreversible."

Zhao Guangli sighed.

"I just want to choose my own way to die."

Sigal showed some interest on his face: "What do you mean?"

"This spell of yours should be a slime curse."

Zhao Guangli's eyes were burning: "I want to die...under your curse."

"This is my last wish."