Gargoyle at this time.
There was already a radical change from the white clothes of the past, and the qi of his strikes had become incomparably feminine, difficult to be violently dissolved.
“You’re looking for death!”
The feminine Gargoyle bellowed in a cold voice.
But how it looked was like a petulant gulp.
And his figure looked less coherent than before, turning somewhat enchanting.
“Crap.”
Qin Dahai couldn’t help but curse again.
In his heart, he thought to himself that this Gargoyle was afraid that the seven-coloured butterflies were at work before this change.
What was the origin of that thing?
How could it be so dominant in its way of destroying people?
After only a few dozen moves, Qin Hai already felt that this guy’s strength was already on par with his own, and he was now a bit frightened.
You know.
He had stepped into the realm of the divine dragon in the world.
Unless the Gods’ clan sent out their king experts, the others were no different from cats and dogs in his eyes. Although Gargoyle himself was strong in battle, it was only a matter of time before he could kill him, but at this moment, Qin Hai was no longer sure that he could kill the mutated Gargoyle.
A slap across the face.
The sound of a dragon’s roar shook loudly.
The mutant Gargoyle’s body dodged like a fluttering butterfly.
Qin Hai’s gaze was grave as he said, “What are you?”
But the mutated Gharji only smiled flirtatiously and said, “Are you afraid?”
“Afraid of your brother-in-law!”
Qin Hai laughed coldly.
He couldn’t stand the attitude of this variant Gargoyle, and at once he bravely struck out, with just one movement, it was a mighty move, different from the previous one as well, the Nine Transformations of Dragon Seeking was not reserved, a layer of scarlet resentment surfaced on the surface of his body, while Gargoyle laughed lightly, the Yin and Soft Force Ghost Transformation was infinite.
“Is this all human or not!”
Looking at the bar that was really close to collapsing, Kishimoto Katsu’s heart jumped.
Although he was the grandson of Shogunji, his knowledge of Iki Shrine was only on the surface, and he did not know exactly how strong the strongest could be.
He was also afraid that the one of these two who survived would come after him.
“No, it’s better to stay at the old thing’s place for this recent period.” Kishimoto Katsu’s heart was in shock and he made up his mind.
And that was the time.
Suddenly a voice like an oriole suddenly sounded in his ears, “This gentleman, buying roses?”
Katsu Kishimoto was startled.
On turning around, he found a young elfin girl who looked like she had stepped out of an anime, holding a few bunches of roses in her hands, with a hopeful gaze in her big eyes, blinking like stars in the sky.
Katsura Kishimoto felt no need to be excited.
He found that his obscene heart, which had almost been quenched, had risen again and he could not wait to drag this young girl to bed and ravish her, he gulped and said, “Buy, uncle buy them all.”
“Really?”
The young girl almost jumped for joy.
She was about to count the roses on her body to see how much they were worth when she heard the commotion in the bar again and was busy being curious as she padded over.
“It’s that big brother.”
The young girl recognised Qin Hai with just one glance.
And Kishimoto Katsu, the deadly fat man, was behind the young girl, his eyes sweeping over her body with abandon.
“Eh?”
After the corner of his eyes saw the young girl in the doorway, Gargil, who was fighting with Qin Hai, had a glint in his eyes, then he quickly broke away from the battle and said with a light smile, “Since the sky is not beautiful, then I will take my leave.”
Qin Dahai raised his eyebrows.
A palm was then slapped out horizontally.
The mutated Gargoyle grunted, and after receiving the slap, his whole body flew backwards, spurting out a mouthful of blood in the air, and at that moment, the effeminate features of his mutated body also dissipated, and his whole body shrivelled up, and it was only after he knocked down a wall that he was barely able to hold himself up.
“It’s time to hit the road.”
Qin Dahai bellowed coldly.
Gargoyle spat out a mouthful of blood and gritted his teeth as he stared deadly at Qin Hai, about to make a trapped fight.
But just as Qin Hai wanted to make a move, several dangerous auras came from him, Qin Hai frowned and after glancing at Gharji, he sneered, “Let’s play slowly.”
He said.
He quickly left the place.
The young girl at the door couldn’t be bothered to sell her roses, and as if she felt a wolf coming after her, she too ran away with her short legs wide open.
Kishimoto Ei, who looked to be in his fifties and was dressed in a spacious robe, came and did not even look at his grandson, but walked inside the bar and looked at the shrivelled Gargoyle.
Gargichi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said indifferently, “What can I do for you, Young Kishimoto?”
“Let’s have a cup of tea together.”
Ei Kishimoto said indifferently.
Gargi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, “Please.”
And at that moment, Qin Hai had already run a few streets away. He lit a cigarette, walked to a cold drink shop and asked for a gla*s of ice water, and was about to settle the bill when the oriole-like voice rang out, “Buy me an ice cream!”
Qin Hai glanced at the young girl who appeared beside him.
To the waiter, he said, “One order of Haagen-Dazs.”
Soon after the ice cream was prepared, the young girl held it in her hands like a treasure, her face full of joy, while Qin Hai Hai paid the bill and spoke, “Aren’t you going to say thank you?”
“Thank you!” The young girl said.
Then all her attention was on the ice cream.
Qin Hai said, “There’s still one more sound to go.”
The young girl wondered, “Why is it two sounds?”
“Because when I was at the station, I taught you what it means to be self-reliant.” Qin Hai Hai took a sip of ice water and said.
The young girl thought for a moment, nodded and said, “Thank you!”
“Eat.”
Qin Hai Hai said.
The young girl said cheekily, “Then I’ll start.”
She did not eat quickly, savouring each bite.
Qin Dahai just sipped his iced water and sat opposite her watching. Looking at the young girl’s eating, he suddenly recalled the scene when Xiao Ya was her age and could not help but let out a laugh.
“Is that funny?”
The young girl asked in disbelief.
Qin Hai smothered his cigarette, shook his head again, threw his thoughts out of his mind and said, “How much did you sell the roses for?”
“Just under three thousand.” The young girl was a little depressed and said, “It’s still a lot short of what I need to buy a bus and plane ticket.”
“Where are you going?” Qin Hai asked curiously.
The young girl blinked her eyes and said, “All over the world.”
Qin Hai said, “Then you might have to sell roses for the rest of your life.”
The young lady did not say anything.
Just ate her ice cream.
Qin Hai, on the other hand, tapped his fingers on the table, rhythmically tapping like a small bar of music, but on closer hearing, it contained a murderous intent.
