The Devil Inside

He is the kind of person who is not very good at communication. He is a genius who can make people completely angry with just three sentences.

The Skill Hero cannot tell the difference between "joking" and "sarcasm". His intention is good, but his execution is wrong.

Leila sat up with an indignant look on her face, hugging her pillow. "I just met him and he told me to go home and raise pigs. For no apparent reason, I started to curse him on the spot. If it weren't for other people trying to persuade me, I would have beaten him."

""... - Can you beat him? The Hero of Skills has been famous for a long time, and he has mastered the holy sword for ten years. If we really fight, you will be defeated in a few moves."

"We have to fight, and draw our swords when we meet an enemy. This is the awareness that a brave man should have."

Han Solo looked at the serious Leila and smiled: "You already have a way to die."

Leila threw the pillow.

Han Solo grabbed it with one hand and said, "Get up, I got accurate information. There is a treasure in this city that can improve Rachel's combat power. Don't miss it."

Leila looked up sharply: "Really?"

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know if you follow me."

"——-It's fake, right? Treasures that increase combat power are extremely rare, and you can't just get them if you want."

Han Solo smiled and said, "It is a remnant soul of a sword master, an ownerless thing, which can unlock the 'second talent' after refining. It is not of much help to you and me, but for Rachel, it is undoubtedly a timely help."

Fort Collins has a complex and extensive drainage system.

The underground pipes are so intricate that they form a huge network. Even if the original designer of Hefan were to come back to life, he probably wouldn't be able to figure out the connection.

The city hall was unable to afford the astronomical maintenance costs, so in the early years it outsourced the drainage system to several large companies, which managed the system in different areas. The city hall did not care how those companies handled the system.

Anyway, you just have to pay the money on time. If there is a problem with the drainage system and it affects the lives of citizens, I will arrest someone.

Over the years, there have been constant small problems, but no big problems.

In Queens, in front of a large hotel with its doors closed and long gone bankrupt.

Two furtive men stood on the deserted and dilapidated street. Leila, wearing a cloak and a hood, watched Han Solo pry open the manhole cover with an expressionless face.

A dry and slightly smelly smell came over her. She took a step back and said suspiciously, "You are not going to let me drill a hole, are you? I can't accept it."

The smell was too strong, and Han Solo didn't plan to go down immediately.

He pointed at the black hole and said, "The remnant soul of the Sword Saint is right below here."

"Why is the Sword Master's remaining soul in the sewer? Did the Sword Master commit suicide in the sewer? Or was the Sword Master killed and his body stuffed in there? Either way is very suspicious and totally illogical!"

"If you think about it carefully, it actually makes sense. If the Sword Saint's spirit is in a place where it should be,

It had already been picked up by someone.”

Leila pursed her lips in thought, and suddenly it made sense.

She asked again: "Then how did you know?"

Han Solo spoke immediately: "I went out yesterday and met a rock singer. He told me that there is the residual soul of the sword master down here. I checked it out and it is true."

is not it?

It sounded so fake that Leila was a little suspicious, but she didn't say anything.

After the smell dissipated for a while, Han Solo took the lead and went down the iron ladder.

Leila followed closely behind.

The drainage pipe was pitch black, but Han Solo was prepared and turned on a high-power flashlight.

After the urban rezoning, Queens has fallen into decline.

The drainage system in this area was also cut off. Leila walked on the dry shore and saw the dried sludge accumulated in the middle of the pipe, which was not so disgusting.

She followed Han Solo for a while, and saw bright lights ahead from a distance.

Han Solo paused and turned off his flashlight.

Leila's eyes were filled with ripples. She looked carefully and said, "There are people there. Four of them, with knives hanging from their waists."

Han Solo looked up and could only see a few small black dots, which seemed to be people, but he definitely could not see the knives on their waists.

The name of the Tianmu Brave is well-deserved. Leila's eyesight is really amazing, a pure telescope.

He frowned and whispered, "How could there be someone here?"

Leila was shocked: "You ask me? How should I know!"

It’s weird.

Han Solo was pretty sure that in "Yellow Hair Simulator" there was no one around this drainage system.

At least today, a year later, there's no one here.

Based on this inference, "Will this group of people be wiped out near the remnant soul of the Sword Saint? In the game, there are indeed corpses and dried blood in the scene before going to the 'Sword Platform'."

Han Solo turned on the flashlight again and said, "Let's go. Go talk to them."

Chapter 91 #090 Leila's Personality

"who!"

Morgan had already seen a beam of light emerging from the darkness ahead.

Two people came slowly, neither hurried nor slow.

He and his friends stopped joking and got ready!

Damn it.

Has the news already spread?

The famous "Flower Sword Master" is buried in the drainage system of Fort Collins.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

When they were fifteen meters away, the person opposite turned off the flashlight and walked into the lighting range of the mining lamp. They looked like students, a young couple.

Morgan breathed a sigh of relief.

He put on a fierce look and shouted, "What are you doing? There is construction going on ahead, leave immediately!"

The ones who came, of course, were Han Solo and Lyra.

Han Solo looked at him and smiled, "Construction? Good construction. I am here to supervise your safety.

Take me to the site, I suspect you guys are doing construction without helmets."

Ah, Morgan grinned, looking grim: "Looking for trouble, huh?"

Han Solo remained motionless: "You're looking for death, huh?"

Fuck, so cruel?

Morgan frowned and looked at Han Solo with a serious look.

He could feel that the young man in front of him was at a certain level, almost level five.

The woman behind him—

Can't sense it.

She seems like an engraver, but also like an ordinary person. Her aura is very unique.

"Brother Morgan."

A man beside him called out in a low voice, his eyes were extremely fierce. He glanced and said, "This is a serious matter, you see -

Yes, it's a big deal.

There is a seal on the burial place of the Flower Sword Master. Morgan's elder brother, the well-known "Mad Tiger" on the underworld, kidnapped the family of a sealing sorcerer and forced him to break the seal.

It is said that the cracking work has reached the final stage.

At this moment, it is neither reasonable nor moral to let these two people go!

What would happen if they went out and said something wrong and ruined the good thing?

Morgan held the knife handle with his hand, and said helplessly: "I don't want to kill you. You should be a student, and it's not easy for your parents to send you to school————but there is no other way, do it!"

Cold blade, unsheathed!

Morgan led the way. He was at level six, which was considered relatively high in the underworld.

His figure rolled over with the shadow of the knife, and in just a blink of an eye, he attacked Han Solo, and the blade whistled as it slashed towards his chest.

“It turned out to be so smooth—”

Han Solo didn't move.

"Yes, he is just a student. His rank is not as good as mine, and his combat experience is even less than mine. When has he ever seen a knife that kills people?"

Beheaded!

At the last moment, Han Solo moved.

He really didn't expect that someone would come at him so directly without any skills.

What do you mean?

look down on him?

Han Solo arrived first, raised his hand and easily grabbed Morgan's wrist. Then he twisted it with force.

It broke his posture and dislocated his wrist.

"Wow!" Morgan cried out in pain, and the blade in his hand flew to the ground, drawing an arc of sparks on the stone bricks of the pipe.

The other two raised their blades high and charged forward with strange shouts.

They reacted very quickly. When they saw Brother Morgan being beaten back, they immediately stopped their attack and halted their charge.

But, someone didn't let them go.

Leila's face was indifferent. She had no intention of sitting there and waiting to die. At the same time as Morgan was charging, she launched a counterattack and passed Han Solo's side. She raised her white palm, grasped the hilt of the Wu Na sword, pulled it out, and the sword blade whistled, and a cold light flashed.

Leila was ruthless and beheaded Morgan's two younger brothers!

The blood rushed to Morgan, and his heart sank as he looked at the two heads rolling to the ground.

"Wow---.-"

Leila called out as well.

She weighed the Wu Na sword and said, "Why is your sword so heavy? It almost flew away. Fortunately, I held it tightly."

no-

Han Solo was shocked!

He looked at the two headless bodies in front of him and asked curiously, "Just kill them? Is this legal?"

Leila said calmly, "It was just self-defense. They just came to attack me, and I had to fight back because of the situation. As for the result, if you don't have the ability and still learn to fight and kill, you will die sooner or later. If I send them to hell now, they will enjoy a few years less happiness, and they will have fewer regrets when they die."

"That's the truth—."

Han Solo still couldn't hold it back.

He added: "Aren't you a hero? I thought you would handle this in a more tactful way."

In the game, Leila also killed a lot.

But that was done by Han Solo. It was the first time he saw a brave man kill someone so easily, and he was a little surprised.

“Tsk, tsk.”

Leila raised a finger and shook it, saying, "Han, being gentle to the enemy is being cruel to yourself. I believe that kindness is used to dispel suffering and warm good people. As for evil, only killing can completely reform it."

"Brave, brave? Who are you?!"

Beads of sweat rolled down Morgan's forehead. He raised his bleached wrist and looked at the two people in front of him in horror.

Han Solo glanced at him.

Since Leila was being rude, there was no need for him to hide it. Doing bad things together would help to warm up their relationship.

A spider silk shot out, piercing through Morgan's skull and into the stone brick.

His blood flowed out like tears, along the spider silk, out of his body, and soon accumulated into a pool of blood.

A seemingly gentle attack can easily take someone's life.