My Lady Is Not A Demon

The night sky seemed to have been scrubbed, with layers of blackening into the sky.

In the small courtyard, Wan Lai was silent.

As an elite killer in the Skyblood Sea organization, the vulture habitually hides itself in the shadow corner, like a poisonous snake.

His eyes are very bright.

It's like the eyes of a cat in the dark.

Compared with the disguised Ye Xing, Hong Zhuer looked much more casual, still dressed in a red dress.

She leaned against the wall, squinting her beautiful eyes.

The watery moonlight bathed her slender and attractive figure, as if she was covered with a layer of fairy radiance, full of charm in the yingying.

"I don't know how much dirt has been deposited to brew such a pure black."

The woman looked at the night sky and muttered to herself.

The vulture turned his head to look at her, with a bit of fire in his bright cat-like eyes.

It is not greed for beautiful women, but a kind of worship.

When he was still a teenager, he hoped that he could join the Heaven Court assassin organization because he admired the assassin named "Vulture" at that time.

That person is completely own idol.

It's a pity that because of my limited ability, I have not succeeded in entering after a long time of hard work, so I have to give up.

So later he joined the Sky Blood Sea organization.

He also named his own codename ‘Vulture’, and gradually grew into an elite-level killer through constant tempering.

But in his heart, he still hopes that one day he can join the Heaven Court organization.

Become a top killer like an idol.

Lucky today, I happened to have the opportunity to perform the task with a leader of the Heaven Court organization. The Condor was very happy.

He now only hopes that he can complete the task cleanly and leave a good impression in front of the boss, and may have a higher chance of entering the Heaven Court organization in the future.

"Hong Zhu'er senior, has your Heaven Court organization been short of people recently?"

The vulture asked curiously.

Hong Zhu'er looked up and said with a charming smile: "No, the Heaven Court organization has been unsettled recently, and several have been lost."

The bald eagle's eyes suddenly burst into light.

He licked his lips and couldn't help recommending himself: "Hong Zhuer senior, I also want to be a Heaven Court killer, do you see any hope?"

"Of course there is hope."

Hong Zhu'er smiled, not stingy with his own words of praise, "I have also heard a lot about your name in the industry, and I am accustomed to it. But what is the specific ability, I hope I can see it with my own eyes tonight," I believe the vulture will not let me down, will it?"

The vulture smiled: "Don't worry, Hong Zhuer senior, when my vulture rarely misses, the girl is unlucky when she meets me."

While the two were talking, the candlelight in the room where Qing Luo lived went out.

"Wait a little longer, we'll do it."

Said the vulture.

After about half a stick of incense, the vulture fell into the courtyard with a tiptoe and a body like a bird feather.

He first grabbed a handful of broad beans stained with blood from his arms and threw it around.

After confirming that there was no formation or mechanism, he and Hong Zhu'er quietly came to Qingluo's bedroom door.

The room was quiet.

It looks like Cheongna has fallen asleep.

The vulture took out a knife that looked like a crescent moon and held it tightly in his hand, his eyes floating with a harsh look.

He whispered to Hong Zhu'er behind him: "Hong Zhu'er senior, you should stay outside first, in case there are guards who notice any movement, I will go in and take off that girl's head and come out. Don't worry, it won't take long."

Before coming, he probably knew

"Then you have to move faster, after all, that is my niece, this girl has some strength."

"Don't worry senior, I will—what did you say?"

The vulture was stunned. For a while, he thought he had heard it wrong, and looked at Hong Zhu'er with a smile on his face and the charming and charming face in amazement.

"Shhh—"

Hong Zhu'er raised his jade fingers like green onions and put them on Own's lips.

She gently shook her head, and said softly to the vulture in a very gentle tone: "This is the secret between you and me. You can't tell anyone else, you know? Having said that-Big sis, I will be upset. of."

The look and tone of the woman's eyes did not seem to be lying.

Looking at the femme fatale beauty killer in front of him, the bald eagle climbed a layer of cold light on his back, and it was cold to the bone.

Subconsciously, he would run away.

But with a sharp pain in his neck, his body began to numb and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The body began to twitch constantly, and the bones seemed to be twisted.

Under the moonlight, you can clearly see a black spider lying on the vulture's neck, biting the man's neck, and injecting toxins.

"Pity……"

Hong Zhu'er squatted down, the soft and bright fabric stretched a seductive curve on his thighs, her pretty face was full of compassion, and she said softly: "You have the opportunity to enter the Heaven Court organization, but it's your next life."

The vulture opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't make a sound.

His eyes were full of resentment and incomprehension.

Gradually, his face began to turn blue, and the bulging tendons on his forehead seemed to crack from under his skin at any time.

Especially those eyes turned red, as if they had been roasted in the fire.

Peng!

The bald eagle's eyes burst open.

With his throat sealed by toxins, he couldn't make a scream.

Immediately afterwards, the whole head exploded, like a watermelon that was shattered, and the red and white flowed all over the ground.

It is as miserable as it is.

Hong Zhu'er looked down at the hem of the bright red dress that was splashed with blood, sighed slightly, and laughed at herself: "I have committed another killer taboo. If this continues, I'm afraid this killer will also be removed."

Little spiders crawled out of nowhere.

Soon these white spiders cleaned up all the blood and corpses on the ground, as if nothing had happened.

Hong Zhuer gently pushed open the door.

The door bolt that had been locked inside also shattered under strong force.

The room was quiet, only Qing Luo's peaceful breathing reverberated, and occasionally there was the dreamy sound of this girl, which was quite cute.

Hong Zhu'er was about to lift his foot to walk, but his eyes suddenly changed.

Landed on another girl next to the bed.

Although in the dark night, she could still see the girl wearing a black dress, as if it were ink melted in the night.

She looks exactly the same as Cheongna.

Compared with Qingluo's cuteness, she is a bit more pure as a baby, making people unbearable to touch, for fear of breaking the artwork.

At this moment, the girl was sitting quietly on the chair, like a ghost.

She held a piece of fragrant pastry in her hand and ate it in small bites, like a kid who woke up in the middle of the night to steal it.

Maybe it was the Big sis who was afraid of noisy sleeping on the bed, but the girl didn't make any noise.

Nor did he look at the red bamboo who broke into the house.

If it weren't for the breath radiating from his body, he would have thought it was a puppet doll.

"I forgot that you are here as well."

After a daze, Hong Zhu'er laughed and murmured. "With you, how many assassins can kill her, I'm also worried about it for nothing."

She sat in front of the girl in the black dress and glanced at Qing Luo on the bed.

"You know? You shouldn't be alive."

Hong Zhu'er's voice is long and erratic. "Although I don't know what is going on, I know that you really shouldn't be alive."

She said it to the girl in the black dress.

The girl ate the cakes silently, without any guard against the woman in front of her.

Like a baby, she seems to be able to tell who would do bad to Big sis and who would protect Big sis, so she never took action against Hong Zhuer from beginning to end.

"Based on my understanding of the Pisces jade pendant, once it replicates a living thing, one must die, otherwise both of them will die."

Hong Zhu'er stretched out his hand and gently brushed a strand of hair on the side of the black dress girl's face, and said seriously. "So now that you are alive, it is possible that it is not a good thing for Qingluo."

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