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Chapter 103 Chapter 103: Walking Together [Part Three]

Just as Ling Feixue stepped out of the gate, she found that Qin Mo was leaning against the door and did not leave.

"You are really slow enough, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

"Why haven't you left yet?" Ling Feixue looked at Qin Mo's complacent smile, and was both happy and worried.

"If I leave, how can I take you back and treat you like a horse?" Qin Mo smiled lightly and straightened up, "If you don't mind, we can go together."

Ling Feixue was a little moved when she heard the words, but she was more concerned: "No, I have been targeted by the snares now, and it will be dangerous for you to be with me. Although your martial arts are very good, but the snare There are endless masters, so..."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, from the moment I choose to save you, our fates are tied together." Qin Mo smiled nonchalantly, he is not bragging, there is no one in this world who can kill him born.

"When Luo Wang performs tasks, he often leaves a few hidden stakes. They don't participate in the execution of the mission, but are responsible for supervising the completion of the missions of those killers. Although I killed all the eight killers, the hidden assassins of Luo Wang are afraid. They have already written down my appearance and put me on their blacklist, and if nothing else happens, I will be hunted down by the net soon."

Ling Feixue was startled when she heard this, she didn't expect that she would bring such a big trouble to Qin Mo, she felt extremely regretful.

"It's all my fault. If it wasn't for saving me, you wouldn't be targeted by them at all. What should we do now? Why don't we go to the trappers and tell them clearly that you have nothing to do with me and let them let you go? "

Ling Feixue's eyes were red with anxiety, her brain was in a mess, and she even started talking nonsense.

"You can pull it down and reason with the killer? Your brain is not burned out?" Qin Mo gave Ling Feixue a white look, and cursed secretly in his heart.

"But because I put you in such a dangerous situation, I feel very sorry." Ling Feixue said with a sad face.

"Then you can repay me like a cow or a horse." Qin Mo said casually, and then strode towards the street.

Seeing Qin Mo leave, Ling Feixue stood there not knowing whether to keep up or not. She was really afraid that she would bring more danger to Qin Mo.

"Master just needs a maid who brings tea and water right now, why don't you hurry up?" Qin Mo glanced back at Ling Feixue, and said in a somewhat frivolous tone.

Listening to Qin Mo's frivolous tone, Ling Feixue couldn't help but feel warm instead of dissatisfied, because she knew that Qin Mo wanted to use this method to reduce her sense of guilt.

"What a good man." Ling Feixue said with emotion in her heart, and followed quickly.

"Master Qin, where are we going now?" Ling Feixue asked.

"Just call me Qin Mo."

"Qin, Qin Mo."

"It won't be long before the news of you being targeted by the net spreads. HD definitely has no place for us. We can only leave here and go to other cities." Qin Mo said.

"Then let's go, the killer who caught the net will appear again at some point." Ling Feixue said hastily.

Qin Mo gave Ling Feixue a sideways look, and said helplessly, "Go? Where are you going? Now that the gates of the city are closed, if you want to leave, you have to leave tomorrow."

"Ah? Then don't we have to sleep on the street tonight?" Ling Feixue cried when she heard that she had left. Now that it's autumn, it's so cold at night, sleeping on the street for one night won't freeze to death?
"Are you stupid? Wouldn't you find an inn to live in?" Qin Mo was really speechless, and didn't know whether Ling Feixue was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid.

If you say she is stupid, she must have some tricks to gain a foothold in a place like Piaoxue Tower where there are all kinds of religions, and to be coveted by so many dignitaries and keep her pure body.

But to say that she is not stupid, she is always unable to turn her head around these trivial matters, just like an ignorant child.

"Oh yes, I can still stay at the inn, hehe." Ling Feixue scratched her head in embarrassment, with a pure smile like the little girl next door on her face.

"If you are allowed to walk alone, you will never know when you will be betrayed." Qin Mo said with a sigh.

"No, I used to be alone." Ling Feixue pouted and retorted. At this moment, she took off the noble and elegant coat in Piaoxue Tower, and she was as innocent as a young girl who hadn't experienced much in the world. cheerful.

After that, Qin Mo took Ling Feixue to find an inn to stay. Fortunately, the news of Ling Feixue's assassination did not spread so fast, and the owner of the inn did not refuse their stay.

"By the way, do you have any other clothes?" Qin Mo looked at Ling Feixue and asked, she was still wearing that dance dress at the moment, which was extraordinarily eye-catching. Walking like this on the road, she was simply a moving sign for the snare killers. target.

"Yes, there is a set." Ling Feixue lowered her head and whispered, she still had the old set of tattered clothes in her luggage.

"Then put it on tomorrow, your suit is too eye-catching." After speaking, Qin Mo pushed the door and went back to his room, Ling Feixue said good night and went back to the room.

At the same time that Qin and Mo were staying in the inn, someone in a courtyard in HD City was discussing matters related to them.

"Boss, the mission has failed." A man dressed as a rich man stood straight to one side, and saluted respectfully to a man in black in front of him with his back turned to him.

"Oh? Failed?"

Hearing the words, the man in black turned around slowly, revealing an extremely ordinary face. If this face were tossed into the crowd, it would be difficult for anyone with the best eyes to find it, because it was so featureless. However, this kind of person is very suitable for a profession, that is, killer.

"What's the reason?" Di Jiu asked in a deep voice, heaven and earth, this person belongs to the third level in the net.

"A young man suddenly came out halfway and killed all the killers we sent out." Jue Forty replied.

"Young man?" Di Jiu frowned slightly.

"Yes, a young man in his 20s. His name seems to be Qin Mo. He is very powerful. He defeated our eight brothers almost effortlessly. Moreover, based on the experience I have lived in HD City for more than ten years, I don't have any impression of this person, so he probably isn't a local." Jue Forty replied that he was at the scene before and heard Qin Mo's self-introduction.

"No matter where you are, no matter who you are, if you dare to prevent us from carrying out the mission, it will be a dead end!" Di Jiu said loudly in a firm tone, "And this assassination mission was personally ordered by that adult, there must be no mistakes! "

"That lord?" Jue Forty was slightly taken aback, then raised his head and asked a question.

When Di Jiuyi heard that he knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, his complexion suddenly changed, he turned his head and gave Jue 41 a sharp look, and reprimanded in a low voice: "If you dare not ask, don't ask!"

"Yes, leader!" Jue Forty quickly lowered his head, a few drops of cold sweat could not help but fall from his forehead.

"Since that kid named Qin Mo is blocking our nets from doing what he can, let's get rid of him together!" Di Jiuyi slapped the table and said vigorously, among the Seven Kingdoms, there is no one they dare not kill.

"My lord, this is the portrait of the boy I copied from memory." As he said, Jue Forty took out a scroll from his arms, on which was a portrait of a man.

They are all professionally trained assassins with strong memory skills, so they definitely have a deep impression of Qin Mo's appearance, but the painting skills are a bit worrying, and they may only be two or three points similar to Qin Mo himself. Even if you compare a random person from the road with this painting, there may be a little bit of similarity.

If Qin Mo himself was present, he would definitely sneer at this portrait, cursing for not depicting his domineering and handsome.

　The author's personal education level is not very high, and I don't have a special understanding of these histories, so I can't get close to the history of ancient common sense issues such as currency and measurement units. I can only make slight changes in my own way. If you look at it later Don't be surprised when units of measurement such as kilograms, tons, and kilometers appear in the article.

　　History is the bone, art is the wing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)