What does it mean that plans cannot keep up with changes? God's plan is not as good as man's.
There is a living example right in front of you.
I originally planned to be a grass Voldemort, survive until the end, and enjoy the rewards.
Unexpectedly, when we landed in Port G, hundreds of people were ready to fight.
Bei Yaner obviously also noticed the coffin in front of her.
It was just that the coffin was pitch black, and she could barely make out its outline.
The most important thing is that the coffin gave her a strong sense of crisis, a suffocating feeling. Although the coffin stood there silently, it was only when she noticed the coffin with her eyes.
A low and desperate cry will come out of my mind. If you listen carefully, you can still hear the sound of fingernails tapping in the coffin.
It was as if the person in the coffin was still struggling desperately inside, trying to climb out.
This aura of despair made her involuntarily take a step back and hide behind Ding Xiaoyi, not daring to look at the coffin again.
At another time, he promised to pull Bei Yan'er decisively and run back, but this time he couldn't.
I saw that the group of people under the One-Eyed Dragon were blocking the way back.
"Boy, where are you leading people in the dark?"
It was pitch dark in the yard right now, and these idiots obviously didn't notice the big coffin not far away.
Ding Xiaoyi frowned, ignored these idiots, and pulled Bei Yan'er back step by step.
He is not afraid of any danger to himself. Bai Pangpang said that in the blissful dream, nothing and no one can really hurt him. Even death can only bring him back to reality from the dream.
But he is not sure whether he can take Bei Yan'er back when he dies. If not, leaving her here is asking for death. The most important thing is that he will be at a disadvantage as well.
After all, coolies who are pleasing to the eye are not that easy to find.
The most important thing is that if he goes back like this, he will feel so embarrassed.
Seeing that Ding Xiaoyi and Bei Yaner were silent, the five of them stepped towards them. The leader was a big man with a beard and a fierce look on his face.
Seeing that Ding Xiaoyi ignored him, he even took out the blade on his hand: "I'm talking to you!"
As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed his collar.
In their opinion, Ding Xiaoyi is just an ordinary person, and the only troublesome person may be Bei Yan'er, but seeing that Bei Yan'er was scared and hiding behind this kid, they didn't care about it anymore.
Ding Xiaoyi kept his eyes on the shadow next to the coffin. He saw that the other person didn't seem to be taking action at all. Instead, he looked like he wanted to watch a show, and looked at himself with a slightly expectant look in his eyes.
His heart sank when he saw this, knowing that the other party was waiting for his performance. If his performance was not enough to satisfy him, then this guy would take action himself.
But by then, he would have no choice but to end this unpleasant dream journey.
At the thought of this, Ding Xiaoyi's heart skipped a beat and he simply stopped looking at him.
When the man grabbed his collar, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and a flashing red blade under the cuff was held in his hand, and he quickly wiped it between the man's throat.
The speed was so fast that the man felt as if an afterimage passed in front of him.
But then a cold feeling hit his throat, and a scar like a red line appeared on his throat.
It was then that he seemed to realize that he had been attacked.
One inch short and one inch dangerous. As a master of using daggers, a knife that seems to be an understatement is actually the result of his hard training for a long time.
He mastered the words "quick, accurate, ruthless" to the extreme.
I'm afraid if Mr. Chen were to see that knife, he probably wouldn't be able to find anything wrong with it.
"you……"
For a moment, the man's eyes widened and he stared at the young man in front of him with an expression of disbelief.
The other party is just an ordinary person...
He wanted to say something, but the blood mark on his throat was getting bigger and bigger, and the blood was overflowing from the wound, like a cold hole, and his life was slipping out through the hole.
In horror, the weapon in the man's hand fell to the ground with a clang. He didn't even bother to grab Ding Xiaoyi's collar. He covered his throat with both hands and turned around to pounce on his companions behind him.
I want to ask them for help.
But... it's too late.
Ding Xiaoyi watched the other party's funny struggle with cold eyes, everything was destined to be in vain.
The dagger fight was fatal, and he had just cut open the opponent's artery. Although there were treasures everywhere in the blissful dream, in such a short time, I'm afraid it was too late.
As for Bei Yan'er, her eyes widened in shock. She didn't expect this little thief to be so powerful.
The other party is a subordinate of the One-Eyed Dragon, and those who can come here are all carefully selected masters.
Even before he was sure of dealing with it, he was killed by the little thief with a knife.
"Ahu!" Upon seeing this, the four companions hurriedly stepped forward to help save him. Some even took out the best hemostatic medicine and prepared to sprinkle it on his wound.
"Huh, what a bunch of trash!"
But at this moment, the pair of red eyes in the shadow showed a sneer instead, and he didn't see any movement. Just pinched with his fingers, and a stone on the ground flew onto the tip of his finger.
He flicked his fingers, and the stones suddenly flew out from his fingers.
"Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!"
In the blink of an eye, a cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded in the heads of the four people, and they fell to the ground one after another.
Seeing his four companions suddenly die suddenly in front of him, his bearded pupils suddenly tightened, and his eyes followed the direction in which the pebbles were flying in the distance.
When he saw clearly that a figure carrying a coffin gradually appeared in the darkness, his eyes were filled with despair.
I wanted to shout, but when I opened my mouth, not even a single sound came out.
The wound on his neck was bleeding profusely, making him shiver all over. He struggled to take two steps forward, and finally fell to the ground.
"You're dead now?" He kicked the corpse on the ground a few times, as if he didn't expect such a strong man to die so quickly, and he couldn't help but feel a little bored.
He immediately turned around and looked at Ding Xiaoyi again. The suffocating look in his scarlet eyes gave people the first impression of madness.
Unbridled madness, this guy is a complete lunatic.
Even though I know that the other person can't really hurt me, being stared at by such eyes still feels a great sense of oppression in my heart.
As for Bei Yaner's little face, it turned pale for a moment, and she seemed to have guessed the identity of this man.
Just the previous thought of wanting to defeat demons and defend the Way with my senior brothers and sisters, but the moment I saw each other, they disappeared.
It seemed as if every step of this approaching figure was stepping on her heart, causing her whole body to be shrouded in great fear.
His fingers held Ding Xiaoyi's arm tightly, not wanting to let go for a moment.
However, what the other person said next was even more shocking.
Xiaoran's eyes glanced at the dagger in Ding Xiaoyi's hand, and a look of understanding appeared on her thin cheek: "It seems that you are the secret whistle of Wuwen Hall!"
"ah!!"
Bei Yan'er screamed and looked at Ding Xiaoyi in disbelief, as if she didn't believe that this little thief was actually the secret whistle of Wuwen Hall.
Of course she knew about the Wuwen Hall. Just last year, it was Taiqingshanmen who led people into the Wuwen Hall and severely injured the Wuwen Taoist.
But she never expected that Ding Xiaoyi was actually their secret whistle.
Ding Xiaoyi was also stunned, looking at the other party in horror, wondering where the other party got the news.
Facing the horrified expressions of the two people, Xiaoran suddenly felt a sense of pleasure like a cat playing with a mouse.
"Hey, don't deny it in a hurry, they have already told me."
I saw Xiaoran slowly opening his hand, and a black bird flew down on Xiaoran's arm. He looked so obedient, as if Xiaoran was their real master.
"Hey! These twenty-five guys."
Ding Xiaoyi curled his lips when he saw this, and couldn't help cursing in his heart.
Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that the people who betrayed me were actually these damn blackbirds.
No wonder I always felt that something was missing. Xiaoran was supposed to have sneaked into the backyard quietly, but the blackbirds around her didn't even warn her. Her feelings had been bought by others.
Facing this boy's ugly expression, Xiaoran's expression suddenly became even more proud: "Tell me where the King of Blue Blood Plague is."