Xingtetsu: You are not included in Elio's script!

Chapter 381: Mo Ze

"You..." There was a hint of anger in Jingliu's words, but more of it was the shyness that could not be concealed.

She was gently released by Lin Yu, but she remained motionless, as if she was still savoring the brief and intense confrontation just now, with a complex light flashing in her eyes.

She bit her lower lip lightly and tried to regulate her breathing, trying to make herself look calmer, even though her heart was in turmoil.

"Didn't we agree to take it slow?" She looked up at Lin Yu, her voice soft.

Jing Liu was obviously surprised and helpless about Lin Yu's impulsive behavior. She thought that the two of them would explore each other's world slowly at the agreed pace, but the current situation seemed to be beyond expectations.

"You...are so damn annoying..." At the end of her words, her tone softened and turned into a coquettish complaint.

Jingliu stretched out his fingers and gently touched his lips which were still warm. It was an indescribable touch, a mixture of excitement and confusion.

She stared at Lin Yu, her eyes filled with both reproach and deep attachment.

Facing Jing Liu's questioning, Lin Yu did not evade or make excuses, but chose another way to express his feelings.

He smiled, reached out his hand, and gently ruffled Jingliu's soft hair, as carefully as if he were treating a precious treasure.

"I'm sorry, but you're really cute." This sentence is simple and direct, but full of affection.

Lin Yu's eyes were full of doting, as if telling Jing Liu that it was because of your existence that all my impulses were aroused and I couldn't control my emotions.

Jingliu blushed, and helplessly, she tied the black belt again and blindfolded herself.

"Jingliu, don't you think this is just playing some kind of paly game?"

Jing Liu listened to Lin Yu's words and clenched her fists.

He quickly passed by Lin Yu and walked quickly forward.

...

Inside the tavern.

Feixiao watched Lin Yu and Jing Liu walking away, a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes.

She couldn't help but feel a little curious about them. After all, it was always exciting and thrilling to be able to discover other people's secrets inadvertently.

However, she has a more important task at the moment, which is to let Lin Yu brew wine for her.

There were three huge wine jars on the table.

Feixiao's drinking capacity is astonishing. Even these amounts of alcohol are enough to make ordinary people drunk for days, but they are just a piece of cake in front of her.

At this moment, the three large jars of wine are empty, and only a few drops of remaining liquid are shining at the bottom of the jars with an alluring luster, as if telling the joy they once brought to their owners.

Just as Feixiao was about to get up and leave, intending to go to the counter to pay, an inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly came over him.

Her instinct told her that danger was approaching.

Sure enough, just as she was about to take a step, a cold light broke the silence from the eaves above her head, and a flying knife came towards her at lightning speed, targeting the unsuspecting Feixiao.

As a general, Feixiao would not be easily controlled.

In a split second, she displayed extraordinary skills and sharp reaction ability.

She just flashed her body and dodged the attack of the flying knife like a ghost. At the same time, her right hand stretched out like lightning and accurately grasped the handle of the knife that was still spinning in the air.

The whole process went smoothly and in one go.

At the same time, the flying knife in her hand also became an important clue, hinting at the extraordinary intention behind the attack.

Who was hostile to her, and why did they choose to attack her at this moment? These questions quickly circled in Feixiao's mind, and she soon had a goal.

She is not afraid of any opponent. On the contrary, the more powerful the enemy, the more it arouses her desire to fight.

Then, a figure appeared silently behind her, like a ghost in the night.

The man was wrapped in a cloak and hood, with only a pair of eyes showing through the shadows, emitting a cold light.

This person is Mo Ze, one of Fei Xiao's subordinates, and also a living proof of her past deeds.

Bazawa's growth was full of tragedy. He once had a 'happy family' until fate cruelly took away everything from him.

Feixiao, the complex existence who was both his savior and his enemy in his eyes, ended his past with his own hands, but also gave him a new life.

Not only did she adopt Mo Ze, she also taught him the ways of survival and the art of revenge, but at the same time she was left with deep scars.

"You're here, Mo Ze." Fei Xiao didn't look back, but he could feel the presence of the person behind him.

Her voice was calm, without any emotion, as if she had anticipated this moment.

"I always knew this day would come sooner or later." She said lightly, with a hint of relief in her words.

Mo Ze did not answer immediately. He just stared at Fei Xiao's back silently, with complicated emotions surging in his heart.

Hatred, loyalty, gratitude, pain...all kinds of contradictions are intertwined, making it difficult for him to make a decision.

But he knew that this was the most important decision-making moment in his life, a multiple-choice question.

"You said I could take revenge on you at any time." Mo Ze's voice was heavy, and every word seemed to be a heavy burden, carrying the emotions that had been pent up for many years.

"Now, I want to fulfill your promise." He drew out the dagger and pointed the tip of the sword at Feixiao. The air was filled with a tense atmosphere that was about to explode.

Upon hearing this, Feixiao slowly turned around and faced Mo Ze's determined gaze.

"Very good, Bazawa." She nodded, without any fear, but instead showed a smile of appreciation.

"Remember, no matter what the outcome is, I'm proud of you." After saying that, she took a fighting stance, ready to meet Ba Ze's full-strength attack.

The smoke of battle quickly spread in the small space. Every move and every style revealed the deep understanding and subtle confrontation between the two.

Mo Ze wielded the sharp blade in his hand and attacked fiercely. Every time he tried, he was looking for a breakthrough, trying to find the weak point in Feixiao's defense.

However, Feixiao's performance was as calm and precise as ever. Her counterattacks were clean and neat, and she always managed to block all of Mo Ze's attack routes at the most appropriate time.

As time passed, beads of sweat began to appear on Ba Ze's forehead and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Although he tried his best, Feixiao's skills and experience clearly prevailed.

Finally, after a fierce confrontation, Mo Ze stumbled and the weapon in his hand was cleverly taken away by Fei Xiao.

Just as he was about to take out the black sword from his back, he loosened his grip.

In this place, it cannot be summoned out..

Just as he was thinking about it, Feixiao stepped forward and announced the end of his game.