The time of vertigo seems to be very long, short. The memory of the girl with short black hair is intermittent.

Memories scattered like broken glass, the sound of game guilds pushing bosses, and the sadness of a thin figure wielding a dagger on a stake after sunset.

There was a middle-aged man who patiently wrapped himself in pieces. In front of the crowd, he wore a red scarf and his long hair was a little messy. It is said that he is the devil who stops children from crying at night. But after everyone else, he was just a poor man with a daughter.

“Hurry up! I’ll take care of the rats! The middle-aged man let the girl hide in the closet and hurriedly picked up the weapon. Foreign enemies are swarming.

His technique is superb. Even without preparation, he was able to cope with the siege of more than ten people.

The dance on the tip of the knife, like playing notes, played an elegy and lament called “Death in Blood”.

The dagger is the rope, the long knife is the key, and all the furniture in the room is his pedal.

Anything can be a weapon of murder.

Ordinary people step by step, this is genius. Middle-aged people can walk ten steps at a time. Only when the enemy’s throat touches a long-awaited dagger can they realize that the enemy has begun to arrange this killing situation. Each clumsy resistance only brings them closer to death and more dangerous.

Only a few assassins escaped murder. At the moment of death, several assassins still did not understand how they could be so stupid and how they could be stabbed to death with a dagger so skillfully.

Enemies from outside swarmed in. It’s not big. Even a small, dilapidated room was piled up with corpses.

The enemy seems to realize that their technology cannot win, so they start killing with their own numbers.

“The old man of Stormwind

Rat, do you want to kill me? “The murderous killing of middle-aged people hovered over the enemy like a whirlwind.

Blood flowed on the ground. The little girl hid and watched the killing. Her young heart was shocked. She didn’t understand why these strangers broke into their own homes and killed their relatives.

She felt dizzy. She suddenly remembered some strange memories. Shake noticed blood at the seams of the wardrobe. She placed a small sea in a low-lying place at her feet and accidentally stepped on it.

Her body suddenly lost its balance and she stumbled out of the closet, the girl directly exposed to the assassin.

There are no assassins. He threw the dagger in his hand, a few meters apart. The sharp dagger cut an arc and flew over the girl’s neck.

“I’m going to kill you!” The middle-aged man who was proficient in assassination techniques seemed to be about to split his eyes. He knew the power and outcome of the attack.

Seeing his daughter holding her neck and lying helplessly in a pool of blood, the middle-aged man could no longer remain calm. In that second, he gave up the skill of reaching the top. He dances like a crazy fighter with a dagger and a long knife. The three most powerful assassins around him were immediately slashed to pieces.

“Kill him!”

“Kill him! together

The enemy stopped playing tricks and only stabbed him with a sword.

Grace is gone. Her feet are still there. Middle-aged man exchanged injuries for injuries. He went into a rage and killed all the enemies. At the same time, he fell violently beside the girl.

At this time, he accidentally found that the girl’s injuries had been healed. He didn’t know what mystery was. His mind began to blur. He had only time to shout in front of his daughter and many supporters: “Tell them.”

mistake

If Edwin Van Clever is upset and wants to avenge the storm, who should these civilians tell them?

This person is not a good person, not even a girl who is angry, resentful and violent towards the assassins.

But this corpse still couldn’t mediate the blood feud, let her shake hands with the assassins and those nobles, reconcile, nothing happened? Sorry, I can’t. This is the only physical problem. I will at least avenge him, let the rich nobles hear their voices, and put an end to Edwin Van Cleff, this respectable, pathetic, hateful middle-aged man.

She wears an epithelium. She was badly injured and bleeding profusely. She took a one-handed sword called a cruel barb. She tied her cloak to the mirror and looked at her short black hair.

Qingli’s face was still very young, and she seemed to see the consequences of the assassination. She straightened the collar of her leather armor and blocked the wound, but she put it away and opened the door with one hand.

Edwin Van Cleff’s daughter may have gone, but Vanessa Van Cleff is still there. _

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