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Chapter 18

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    The expressions of the four people who heard what the twins said changed, but they became more vigilant.

    The young master clenched his palms tightly and said with a sneer, "Whoever you say is your disciple is really his disciple?"

    "I've never heard that Su Buyu has two of your disciples."

    The twins looked at each other, with identical smiles on Junxiu's face, "How much do you know about my king?"

    The young master snorted, "Anyway, he won't know if he kills you here."

    Qian Er and Sun San stepped forward, and Sun San seemed to pull out a long knife from the storage compartment.

    The twins were still grinning.

    "Brother, have you been exposed? I said you can't pretend to be his name. He has more enemies than friends."

    "Brother, shut your mouth."

    The two smiled brightly, and said in exactly the same voice: "I'm really sorry, we were just joking just now."

    "A joke?" The young master raised his chin, "Whether it's a joke or not, you must know the news about him. There is nowhere to find him. It doesn't take much effort to catch them!"

    Just as he said the word "catch", the twins suddenly turned their heads and ran away with a huff.

    The young master shouted: "Chasing!"

    Zhao Yi immediately chased after Qian Er, Sun San paused, and turned to look at the young master.

    The young master said angrily: "What are you looking at, can these rubbish still harm me? They must know something, go after them!"

    Sun San immediately turned around and chased after him.

    The three of them ran into the thick purple fog, and after a while, they couldn't even hear their footsteps.

    At this time, only the young master and Misu Li are left here.

    Mi Xiaoqing looked at the cane in the young master's hand, and asked softly, "Su silent? Who is this?"

    The young master stroked the cane slowly with his white-gloved fingers, and sneered, "It's just a psychopath."

    Su Buyu: ""

    Liszt felt that the boss had a strange look on his face, so he couldn't help but take another look at him.

    Su Buyu raised his feet and walked towards the young master step by step.

    Mi Xiaoqing glanced at Su Buyu, then turned her head to show the young master a gentle smile, "Although, although I am not capable enough, I will protect you, the benefactor, young master."

    The young master was startled, and his chin was raised higher, "Trash, I need your protection? Don't underestimate me!"

    "Yes, yes." She responded, lowering her head softly, "Let's follow."

    "snort."

    The young master turned his eyes to the sky, and took a step.

    Then, Mi Xiaoqing secretly stretched out her feet, her toes stretched out, and she tripped lightly.

    The young master didn't step up, the smooth soles of the shoes made close contact with the moss on the stone steps, slipped and slipped, and fell backwards.

    "Master!" Mi Xiaoqing exclaimed, but stretched out her arm towards him half a beat later.

    Just when the young master was about to use his skills, someone hugged his waist suddenly, and the man's hand actually slid around his waist twice.

    He blushed with anger, and opened the man's arm.

    The man let go of his hand before he could stand still.

    The young master staggered, knocked his knee on the stone steps with a "boom", and half knelt down.

    In front of him was Mi Xiaoqing, as if he had half-kneeled to Mi Xiaoqing.

    Mi Xiaoqing almost couldn't help bursting out laughing, covering her mouth in feigned surprise.

    Su Buyu said quietly: "Master, why do you have to do this great gift? Are you apologizing to Sister Buyun?"

    Mi Xiaoqing somewhat regretted the name she had chosen in response to Su Buyu. She was indeed not as thick-skinned as him, and she still had to learn from it!

    "You!" The bright red anger on the young master's face spread to his neck.

    Su Buyu reached out to help him, but he slapped him open again.

    The young master stood up quickly, and said with a disgusted expression: "Stay away from me, be careful that I will kill you."

    Su Buyu pretended to stare at him obsessively.

    The young master shivered, and hurriedly ran away with Mi Xiaoqing.

    After running two steps, he suddenly remembered that he accidentally forgot his cane.

    He turned around, only to find that Su Buyu picked up his cane, lowered his head, and seemed to lick it.

    Mommy!

    The young master took a sudden step back, and his skin got goosebumps.

    abnormal!  abnormal!

    No wonder the skill is to wear a nurse outfit."I'm afraid I'm going to be in bad luck."

    Finally, Liszt tested the military thorn in his hand and found that even this was made.

    The two walked up the steps, Liszt: "Are these things in their hands also like this? No wonder they have so many powerful things on them, they are all fake."

    Su Buyu took two steps with a brisk footstep, and said with a cheerful expression, "I'm afraid not, this item is probably still useful in the hands of that skill user, but even if it's useless, these things are enough to bluff people."  .¡±

    "That's right, the two twins just now were frightened."

    "But" Liszt looked curious, "Who is Su Buyu? It seems to be similar to your and Sister Qing's new names."

    Su Buyun, Su Buyu, Su Buyu

    Su Buyu: ""

    No, don't look at me, I will never admit it.

    "He¡ª¡ª" Su Buyu raised the corners of his mouth, "Didn't you listen to that young master, he's just a psychopath, and a neuropathy that everyone is afraid of."

    Liszt shook his head: "Isn't that true? Since he has always been a human being and hasn't degenerated into a monster, doesn't that prove that he is not crazy? Maybe he just knows too much"

    Liszt suddenly realized that Su Buyu was looking at him again with the kind of eyes that made him shudder.

    "Brother Suyou're not going to trick me again, are you?"

    Su Buyu smiled: "How come? I am such a good person."

    Liszt was expressionless, "Tell me this, do you believe it?"

    "Of course I believe it. I believe in myself the most in this world."

    Su Buyu smiled and said: "Then let me put it this way. I have something here. Although it will bring you some difficulties after I give it to you, it may save your life at a critical moment."

    Liszt stared wide-eyed.

    "You have to think about it."

    He immediately said: "Then give it to me."

    He smiled brightly, "Anyway, I know that as long as I listen to Brother Su, I am right, Brother Su, you will not harm me."

    Su Buyu was inexplicably stymied by his words.

    It's really such a heart

    Su Buyu took out a scalpel from his pocket, and the reflected cold light swept across his eyes.

    Liszt remembered the Su Buyu in the mirror they met in the first trial field. He also held a scalpel as thin as a cicada's wing in his hand, which was exactly the same as the one he was holding now.

    He handed the scalpel to Liszt, and said meaningfully: "This is the only weapon I found from that young master that was not made of skills. I will leave it to you for safekeeping. Use it well."

    This time, Liszt didn't refuse again, he nodded seriously and put it away carefully.

    The two continued to walk forward, passed through a purple mist, and turned a corner. They saw a looming Gothic castle. The walls of the castle were covered with bright red roses, as if blood had washed the entire castle.  generally.

    On the platform in front of the castle gate, three groups of people faced each other, stalemate.

    Su Buyu's eyes passed through the group of men in black and the group of twins, and finally fell on a tall woman in a gothic dress

    This f*ck is too tall, visually taller than all the men present.

    Su Buyu smiled, and subconsciously said, "What is this for? Is there a show of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs?"

    The "dwarfs" all looked at him with fire in their eyes.

    Liszt covered his face.

    Boss, if you can't change the way you speak, no matter how good your acting skills are, you will still be beaten up.

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