Chapter 278: Dark enchanting poppies
Imperial Capital, trying to travel alone in such a dark night is a dangerous move.
If it is a fragile female "sex", then the risk factor must be multiplied by three times.
Fortunately, there is still a pony in the stables of the family that has not been led away. Arya only needs to clean it a little bit, and then she can go on the road by changing into unobtrusive clothes, which saves a lot of effort.
The time now is four to five o'clock in the middle of the night, which happens to be the darkest time of the day.
"Da da da da..."
The horseshoe hits the ground, returning a series of hollow and crisp sounds in the empty streets.
The cold night wind was blowing, raising strands of broken hair on Arya's forehead.
If this is not the imperial capital that exudes rancidity from the inside out, then it is really a good day for traveling.
Pity.
"Ok?"
Arya reined her horse lightly, and the gentle pony stopped immediately.
Perhaps because the movement was too rush, the horse snapped its nose suddenly and shook its head a little nervously.
There was an unspeakable smell in the air...
"Some familiar tastes should be human blood, but it seems to be mixed with other things."
Arya turned her head, her voice a little unconfident.
"Heather?"
Since you don't understand, it's better to check with your eyes than to guess.
Arya lightly jumped off the horse's back, patted the horse and motioned to it not to "running around".
Then she turned around and walked into the nearest lane.
The smell inside is the strongest.
And as the pace gradually deepened, the abnormal smell became more and more congested.
Several rough male voices also passed into Arya's ears.
"That's why believers on Anning Road have the best time to play. You see when I **** her, she still prays with a papaya face!"
"Just give her a knife, she thought she was doing good deeds... Hey!"
"Ahahahahaha...Let's find something more interesting next time! My uncle hasn't had much fun this time!"
That's it.
Arya turned the corner, and everything at the end of the lane seemed to be in full view.
Three ecstatic and disheveled men.
A young woman with disheveled clothes and scars.
It was obvious what happened between them.
It was just an ordinary murder, nothing unusual.
"Huh, I thought there was something new, it was really disappointing."
Arya snorted dissatisfiedly, showing a bored look on her face.
She was tired of this level of tricks two years ago. It was a waste of time to come here, but the men didn't think so.
"Hey, look, this was sent on the initiative!"
The one who was combing the nose of the airplane rubbed his fingers, his face "showing" an ambiguous expression.
"Didn't you hear what they just said? We were underestimated!"
The second man played with a blood-stained knife, and stepped calmly.
"Little sister, my uncle is here to teach you something more exciting!"
auzw.com The strongest one seemed a little impatient. He strode forward, and his big fan-like hand was about to grab Arya’s face.
"Now, scumbags." Arya turned slightly to one side, avoiding the strong man's strong catch. "If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, maybe I will show mercy and leave you a whole body. Oh!"
"Stop talking nonsense, this uncle will leave you a whole body!" The strong man roared, waving his hands quickly to Arya.
"That's a pity."
With a soft "pouch", the figure of the brawny man became stiff as if he had been petrified.
Arya drew a backhand, and a stream of blood spurted out of her huge body.
Afterwards, he fell to the ground feebly with a sound.
Arya stared at her palm blankly, a huge heart still beating slightly.
This feeling……
This feeling!
More than then...
"You, this, home, guy..."
At this moment, the second person rushed up and swung the sharp knife straight down.
The sharp object slashed through the flesh and blood, and a splash of blood spattered on Arya's shoulder, but Arya did not seem to feel any pain, so she stood blankly, her tone full of incredulity.
"You... actually resisting me!?"
"You untouchables, dare to swing a knife at me!?"
"Take it to death! Little bitch. Child!"
The knife-wielding thug doesn't care what the little girl is going crazy in front of him, he only knows that his own knife will go through her head, but he will never be able to do it.
"Ok?"
The knife stabbed, but it seemed to stabbed a ball of gel.
The pitch-black flame spread out over Arya's head like a round shield.
They didn't emit any heat, but like a physical shield, they firmly blocked the thug's stabbing.
"I want to thank you."
Arya's somber voice came from under the buckler.
"This feeling of heart beating..."
"This feeling of blood flow..."
"This feeling that every nerve is trembling..."
"I really didn't expect that compared to slaughtering those pigs who are unable to fight back, the opponent's resistance is actually such an exciting thing!" Arya covered her eyes with one hand, and happily from the heart Smiling, "Fun, funny, so interesting! Oh ha ha ha ha ha!"
She is a poppy in the dark night, the darker, the more enchanting.
"You, you lunatic!"
The mob "exposed" a panic "look". He struggled to pull out the knife, but found that he couldn't lift the knife even by one point anyway.
"You can take it gratefully, this is the noble's thanks to the scum."
Arya chuckled slightly, the five fingers of her injured left hand joined together into a knife, and with just one blow, it pierced the thug's chest.
Afterwards, there was a spewing flame.
"Uh **** ho **** ah ah ah ah ah..."
Amid the man's screams, black flames spurted from every hole in his body, and this time, it was a real high-temperature flame.
Just as the man was being roasted, the pitch-black flame burned the girl's wound, completely healing the wound.
"I think I can probably understand the group of people who attacked at night. Cruelly depriving them of their lives in the enemy's resistance is indeed a good adjustment. It is also a good choice to change the taste occasionally."
She turned around, stepped over the steaming dry corpse, and fixed her eyes on the last person.
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