Qingye was very shocked, with a hint of panic. Why did he come? He actually came! Qingye had only these two thoughts at this moment.

Because of Qinghu's appearance, he was so surprised...

Of course, although Qingye's reaction was a little slower, he still felt that the coffee was burning his thighs.

"My mother! It's burned to death!"

Qingye roared, then stood up and quickly wiped his body with a cloth.

After wiping, I found that there was a pus on my leg. Qingye twisted his neck and didn't care about the small wound.

"I haven't had a long time to discuss with this old guy. This time you actually came to me. Haha, no matter whether he was a zombie or something, I have to go and see it. Of course, this old guy is naturally the best to live. If he dies, then there will be another competitor and friend missing, so, you'd better not die."

Although Qingye is far away in Country Z, he also learned about Qinghu's death and got drunk overnight. After a long time, he forgot Qinghu. Unexpectedly, Qinghu appeared again this time!

Damn, Qingye was so excited at that time, as if he had a conflict with his wife. When his wife was there, he wanted his wife to leave, but after his wife left, he hoped that his wife would come back again.

But after a long time, he still couldn't find his wife, so he became anxious. When he was discouraged, his wife suddenly appeared again!

The contrast is huge, but this is Qingye’s thoughts and moods.

Qingye slowly pushed open the door and walked out of the secret room.

Come to the bar in the lobby.

But I found a riot in the bar, and even the usually indifferent killers seemed lively.

This incident seriously aroused Qingye's curiosity.

Just so happened that Qingye turned his head and saw the scene when the bald man fired a shot at a young man.

Qingye didn't know what was wrong at that time, and felt that the young man's wicked smile was so similar to Qinghu back then. If the two of them hadn't looked completely different, he would have thought that the young man was Qinghu.

The whole audience was silent.

When that bullet fired a perfect shot.

Almost everyone felt that the next moment, a bloody hole would appear in Xiaoran's eyebrows and then he would die.

But that scene did not appear.

I saw Xiaoran calmly, and a trace of cold light flashed from the tiger's mouth.

Few people noticed the killer present.

However, when Qingye saw this cold light, he was shocked. The method of using blades was so similar to him. Could it be that they were the same person? Qingye did not dare to deny his idea. Could it be that Qinghu had plastic surgery?

No one noticed anyone present.

A small blade sprouted from Xiaoran’s tiger’s mouth!

But the blade accidentally drove the airflow and hit the bullet!

"Click!"

With a light sound.

A wisp of blue smoke fell on the ground, no longer having the impact as before.

The next moment, a curved unformed blade fell to the ground.

No one noticed the blade because it was too inconspicuous.

What they saw was that after Xiaoran made an action, the bullet fell to the ground inexplicably.

"This is impossible!"

A killer exclaimed on the spot.

But the bald man was shocked and couldn't speak. He couldn't understand why the bullet fell in mid-air. That was so strange and weird!

Xiaoran turned his head, his eyes full of bloodthirsty, waved his hand, and five blades, carrying a burst of air, rushed through the bald man's head.

Five traces appeared between the bald man's eyebrows, like petals, and bright red blood appeared.

The bald man's eyes went dark and fell to the ground.

But he was exhausted.

shock!

Unparalleled shock!

Meng Gaoji already felt that the place where he was beaten just now would not hurt anymore. He was wondering if this was a reality or he was dreaming that a new killer actually killed the "King of Killers" here.

The other killers were also stunned.

Only Qingye was thinking, it was impossible, the two people could not be so similar, and even the techniques were the same. Could it be that Qinghu really had plastic surgery? Is it to escape the pursuit of the mysterious killer organization behind him?

When Qingye met Qinghu, he only knew that the killer organization behind Xiaoran was very mysterious and powerful, but Qingye did not know what kind of organization the killer organization behind Qinghu was.

Because Qinghu never mentioned this to him, whenever Qingye asked, Qinghu would turn the topic and force Qingye to stop asking.

Qingye slowly walked to Xiaoran's side and patted Xiaoran's shoulder.

"Qinghu, long time no see."

Qingye didn't know if Xiaoran was Qinghu, but just wanted to ask, maybe he was Qinghu.

Xiaoran heard this familiar voice, and there seemed to be a soft spot in her body, which was touched. It felt very wonderful.

Xiaoran looked back at Qingye and showed a wicked smile.

When Qingye saw Xiaoran's smile, he immediately confirmed that the young man in front of him was Qinghu!

"Qinghu, haha, old boy, I knew you were not dead. When I fought with you and was defeated, I have been looking for a way to deal with you. When I heard the news of your death, I only have one idea. You will not die before I beat you. I didn't expect you to be dead!"

Qingye laughed out loud.

The killers watching on the side suddenly burst into pieces when they saw Qingye coming out. They had heard of Qingye's name, the beautiful red-level killer Qingye, who had heard of it everywhere, and they actually saw it today!

But there is only a little elusive. Qing Ye, the killer of the gorgeous red level, was so polite to the young man who had just killed his men, as if this bald man was not killed by Xiaoran.

But Xiaoran was brow-shaped and had a complicated mood.

What about telling me about my identity to this old friend who is not with me?

The kind of life I used to be was definitely not what I wanted. If I told him, can I still live in City Z in the future?

There is already a National Security Bureau, and Xiaoran will no longer interfere in the killer world, especially after his name is exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable.

With the power of the blood-colored rose and its unfathomable strength, it is easy to find yourself.

Therefore, Xiaoran decided that his identity could not be exposed.

"Who are you?"

Xiaoran showed a trace of doubt, but she felt helpless. Old friend, it was not that I told you about my identity, but that my identity cannot be exposed. I just want to live a stable life now and don’t want to be a killer anymore. It’s too tired and too tired. Xiaoran feels a little guilty towards Qingye.

"Don't you know me? Are you not Qinghu?" Qingye was a little confused.

From Xiaoran's method of using the blade just now, Qing Ye has already determined that Xiaoran and Qinghu are the same person, but their figure and face look completely different. Qing Ye just suspected that Xiaoran had plastic surgery, but unexpectedly Xiaoran said this.

This made Qingye feel that things were a bit unreliable. Could it be that he really found the wrong person? It is impossible. This technique is so similar to Qinghu's technique. It is impossible, impossible.

It is impossible for two people to use the same method.

"Qinghu? I'm not Qinghu." Xiaoran tried hard to think what he wanted to do and how to explain to Qingye.

"You are not Qinghu, how could you use sword skills?" Qingye asked. This was what he wanted to ask the most at the moment.

"Ahem, I'm not Qinghu."

Xiaoran really didn't think of a way to explain this matter.

"You are not Qinghu, so why did you use his sword skills? No one can learn this technique! Say?! How did you learn it?"

Qingye suddenly had an aura of hostility, which was invisible and tasteless, but as a killer, people who are sensitive to blood, they will know the smell of hostility.

"I, I, I." Xiaoran stuttered a little, and an idea suddenly popped up and said, "I am Qinghu's apprentice."

Even Meng Gaoji, who was standing beside him, was shocked by Xiaoran's stuttering.

"Yeah? Are you his apprentice? Why didn't he tell me that he has an apprentice?"

Qingye still didn't believe it, but his hostility became restrained.

"This, this, you haven't seen each other for more than ten years. Of course, you don't know that Qinghu has accepted his disciples. My name is Qinglong and Qinghu's disciple."

Xiaoran was anxious and said it vaguely, sweating for himself. This bad guy is still pretending to be himself. What kind of world is it? Oh my God.

"This makes sense. We haven't seen each other for more than ten years, well, it's not right!" Qing also thought carefully and told him something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" Xiaoran said hurriedly, afraid that he would miss it.

"How do you know that Qinghu and I haven't met for more than ten years?"

Qingye is not stupid either. Can the master tell his apprentice this thing? Besides, in Qinghu's eyes, is his value that high? Qingye himself became suspicious. He was just a defeated general under Qinghu Zeng Jin.

"Ahem...this, what my master told me, he always mentions you."

Xiaoran didn’t know what to make up next. At that time, the one who was so painful, itchy, broken, and trilogy. I asked you to organize and cancel the task of assassinating me. Is it easy for me? I lie and kill people...

Xiaoran almost got a huge face.

"Really?" Qingye was still a little suspicious.

"Of course it's true."

"But how did you know I belong to Qingye?" Qingye thought again and thought, something was still wrong.

"I, I, I have seen your photos." Xiaoran was wise in a hurry.

"Well, this is true. Since you are Qinghu's disciple, where has your master been?" Qingye still cared about Qinghu's tracking.

"Die..." Xiaoran was just about to say that he was dead, but he had not yet said the word "我有".

I saw Qingye stunned.

"He is dead? How could he die like this!" Qing Ye yelled out, a little disobedient.

Those killers, including the bartender wearing bunny girl costumes, were a little embarrassed and confused. Who is Qinghu? This person can actually make this king of killers who have experienced the vicissitudes of life so disobedient!?

"Uh, he is not dead, he may be dead." Xiaoran was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that Xiaoran wanted to ask herself, is Qinghu dead?

It’s so bad, Qinghu is dead, so who is he?
Chapter completed!