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But none of this is important to Violet. What is important is that this woman who seems to have walked out of a stage play, the saber in her right hand is resting on Xia Ming's neck.

The sharp blade sinking slightly into the skin made her dare not act rashly, and could only issue a warning that was better than nothing.

Hei Yusha, who rushed to the scene a little slower, looked at the scene in front of her, and couldn't help covering her face with a long sigh: "Your ability to cause trouble is much more powerful than I thought?"

As if feeling nothing for himself in a crisis, Xia Ming replied with a faint smile on his face: "What is the senior sister talking about? What can make women care about? This is what a good man should have. ."

"..."

In your eyes, what makes women care about feeling means that someone is holding a knife on your neck?

"It's the first time I saw your dazzling lips," Jun Wuniang's full-fledged woman's face showed a gentle smile that felt very similar to Xia Ming's. She narrowed her eyes and vomited out of her mouth. Gave a chin-dropping title: "——My Father."

"..."

The face of Xia Ming who likes to be a father is as usual...Ah no, I should say, he still said with a calm face: "I said my good girl, your father, I can live a long time, don't worry about giving me fitness. Take the knife away, OK?"

"Fitness? I didn't kill you right away, I already gave you a lot of face."

However, it is a pity that the pitiful appearance that Xia Ming used to do not work for his "daughter". The girl who called him "father" even gave him a fierce look. , Seems to be looking for which angle is more suitable to start.

"I said, this... is your name Altaïr? I have seen you, in the painting of Miss Seta."

It seems that because she heard her name, the girl in military uniform, that is, Altaïr in the mouth of Hei Yusha, she turned her head to look at Hei Yusha who was talking to her, and said indifferently: "What's the matter with you? Miss Mistress." "

"..."

As the saying goes, it’s the fault of her father that he was choked so hard that Hei Yusha couldn't help but glared at Xia Ming: "What have you instilled in her?"

"I haven't," Xia Ming said with an innocent look: "We just met and didn't say a few words, what can you teach her?"

"Speaking is just choking, and this mouth is not taught by you!"

With nothing to say, Xia Ming whistled diagonally in his eyes. Well, he actually wanted to turn his head away, but there was still a knife on his neck, so he couldn't move casually.

"You said enough cross talk, right? If you have enough, shut up."

Altaïr snorted coldly, and then she continued with a cold voice: "Let's go, Father, what do you want to pay as a price to wake me up?"

Can I say that I don't want to pay anything?

Xia Ming, who blinked his eyes witty, didn't say these words, although his silence was useless.

"That's it, I understand," Altaïr sneered, "I will send you down and see your mother--"

"Don't pretend if you can't get your hands off."

Black Feather on the side bit her lower lip and spoke again: "If you really want to kill him, you won't wait for us to come."

"..."

"Let's put down the knife, she still has hope," Hei Yusha said with a sigh of relief: "If you didn't do it the first time, then it proves that you have a certain understanding of this man and your'father'? In that case, Then you should know very well that no matter how stupid this idiot is, he will not dig his own grave."

"..."

Seeing Altaïr did not speak, nor showed an expression of impatientness, Hei Yusha, who had a headache, continued to clean up the mess for Xia Ming: "According to Xia Ming's character, he won't let her feel much, that is to say, For her, it's just a night's sleep, and you don't want her to [wake up] to face some bad things in the future, right?"

"..."

‘You idiot are talking! ’

‘It’s okay, love, you can convince my daughter! ’

‘Lover’s fart! You asked me to help you persuade you to talk to someone else's daughter! Why don't you go to heaven! ’

Hei Yusha, who was hinted by Xia Ming's eyes, felt a little tired, and it didn't matter if the mess he made by himself had to be cleaned up by someone. He still looked at the scene in the center of the incident with a leisurely look.

I can go to you to ***, and then help this guy speak, I am a dog!

"Humph--"

A cold expression turned back and forth on Xia Ming and Hei Yusha. Altaïr didn't know if he was persuaded, and after a soft snort, he withdrew the saber on Xia Ming's neck.

"For the face of the moment, spare your life."

Touching the neck with a faint red mark, Xia Ming muttered to himself: "I remember that I set a parental control? Why doesn't it look like...Ah no, wait, wait, don't pick up the knife. Don't point the gun at me, I didn't say anything!"

"..."

After making Xia Ming hurriedly messed up for a while, Altaïr finally settled down. Then, she seemed to not want to see Xia Ming. After saying a few insignificant ridicules, she turned and walked into the cabin. .

"Xia Ming, are you okay?"

I don't know when I have become quite concerned about Xia Mingwei Erlite, and quickly stepped forward, hitting him and her hands, oh no, it should be a random grab.

After confirming that Xia Ming had no arms or legs, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"That person...who is that?"

"Uh……"

Xia Ming scratched the back of his head, and after hesitating for a moment, he confessed: "How can I say, she is my'daughter'? As for why she is holding a knife on my neck... You can treat her as a rebellious period. NS."

Seeing Violet showing a thoughtful look, Xia Ming continued: "Well, it's okay, she's just a little awkward, and she will adjust it soon."

With Xia Ming's babbling, Hei Yusha, who was standing by, rolled her eyes involuntarily.

Rebellious period?

Awkward?

If only it were that simple.

Although the three of them didn't make it clear just now, Shimazaki Setsuna...ah forget it, he cleans up the mess himself, and then speaks for him, I am a dog, huh.

Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen

"How is it? You still get used to using the new power?"

[Twin Gardens] On the seventh floor, in the exhibition hall, looking around, row upon row of glass cabinets are displayed with precious treasures. The red gilt rim carpet looks extremely luxurious, and the clean walls are hung on the clean walls. The value of his paintings is not much to say.

The whole hall is filled with the solemn and elegant atmosphere as always, yes, as always.

--Quiet.

"Qiang——"

A woman dressed in an ancient costume and white clothes took her sword into its sheath. The black long blade seemed unsatisfactory. The hilt of the sword trembled slightly, but finally she was quietly embraced by the woman.