Lin Mo led Zhu Zhuqing into the alley.
Zhu Zhuqing paused, looking around at the pitch-black surroundings. Although she was mentally prepared, her face still turned slightly pale.
This kind of place----
She wasn't an naive young girl; she knew perfectly well what a lone man and woman would be doing in this alley under normal circumstances.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
That's enough.
I'm willing to pay any price just to survive.
Lin Mo stopped in the middle of the alley, turned around, and looked at Zhu Zhuqing. "Now you can tell me, right? What did you want to see me about?"
Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes, but dared not meet Lin Mo's gaze.
She lowered her head, her hands unconsciously clenching the hem of her skirt, her knuckles turning slightly white from the excessive force.
"I want to ask you for a favor."
"What's up?"
"I want to ask you—no, I want to ask Your Majesty Poison Douluo, to protect me."
Zhu Zhuqing raised her head, her eyes full of pleading, " Star Luo Empire won't let me go. Dai Mubai can't be relied on, so I had no choice but to come to you."
I don't want to die.
"So you came to me hoping to persuade Poison Douluo to protect you?" Lin Mo asked.
"Yes."
"On what grounds?"
Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip.
"I—I can pay the price."
What price?
Zhu Zhuqing did not answer, but slowly closed her eyes, loosened her hands from the hem of her skirt, and then clenched them tightly again.
Her body trembled slightly, as if she were making an extremely difficult decision.
Looking at her like this, Lin Mo suddenly understood something.
He was speechless.
This girl—could she think I'm interested in her?
Just as he was about to explain, the murderous intent hidden in the shadows suddenly stirred.
He was quickly circling around from the other side of the alley, his destination clear.
Lin Mo's eyes narrowed.
They've arrived.
He ignored Zhu Zhuqing, a faint golden light flashing in his eyes, and immediately turned his gaze to the other side.
"You've been following us like a shadow for so long, listening to us for so long, it's time you came out and met us."
As Lin Mo finished speaking, the air in the alley seemed to freeze.
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly opened her eyes, her face full of astonishment.
In the shadows, a dark figure suddenly froze.
Dark Crow's pupils contracted sharply.
I've been discovered?
How is that possible?
His concealment skills are so advanced that even Soul Douluo of the same level might not be able to easily Foresight. How could this kid possibly be so skilled?
But the next moment, a fierce glint flashed in Dark Crow's eyes.
So what if we get caught?
At this distance, with his Eight-Ring Soul Douluo cultivation and his expertise in assassination as Agility Attack System Soul Master, killing these two juniors would be a piece of cake.
Since assassination fails, let's kill by force!
Anyway, this alley is secluded, so we can finish this quickly, kill the person, and flee immediately. No one can catch him. Even that Old Poison Dugu Bo wouldn't know he did it without evidence.
Dark Crow flashed out of the shadows.
Dressed entirely in black, with a black mask covering his face, revealing only his eyes.
Eight Soul Ring slowly rose beneath his feet.
Two yellows, three purples, and three blacks.
The Fifth Soul Ring lit up first, and an invisible wave spread out, enveloping the entire alley.
The Soundless Domain.
Within this domain, all sound is isolated; the outside cannot hear anything inside, and the inside cannot hear anything outside.
This is arguably the most suitable Soul Skill for assassins.
Immediately afterwards, the Eighth Soul Ring lit up.
The Dark Crow's figure transformed into a blurry black shadow, swooping down on Lin Mo like Gui Mei.
The speed was so fast that it left only a blur in the distance.
He was determined to kill with a single blow!
Zhu Zhuqing's face turned deathly pale.
Soul Douluo!
It's Soul Douluo!
She finally understood why she had always felt like someone was watching her.
It wasn't just my imagination.
Although Zhu Zhuyun let her go, Star Luo Empire never gave up the idea of killing her.
Now, not only is she going to die, but she's also dragging Lin Mo down with her.
Zhu Zhuqing closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears slid down her cheeks.
sorry.
I shouldn't have come to find you.
A strong sense of regret welled up in Zhu Zhuqing's heart.
If he hadn't come here, if he hadn't come to find Lin Mo, perhaps he wouldn't have fallen into such a dangerous situation.
But it's too late to say anything now.
Lin Mo stared at the approaching black figure, his face expressionless.
Before Zhu Zhuqing could react, an extremely dazzling red light suddenly erupted from Lin Mo's body.
Blood and energy surged, and flames roared forth.
Blood and white flames intertwined, instantly engulfing his figure.
Instead, Lin Mo appeared in a half-dragon form, taller than before, with fine, Golden Dragon appearing on his skin.
His hands transformed into Dragon Claw, and broad dragon wings unfolded behind him.
Self Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Crimson Blood Flame Dragon Transformation!
Launch it in style!
Upon seeing Lin Mo's sudden change in demeanor, Dark Crow's pupils contracted sharply.
What's this?!
This was different from the information he remembered about Lin Mo.
Martial Soul Possession?
No, this familiar aura feels more like Martial Soul Fusion Skill!
But that doesn't make sense!
This kid is alone!
How could he possibly perform Martial Soul Fusion Skill all by himself?!
But at this moment, Dark Crow had no time to think further.
His Eighth Soul Skill, raven feathers with gleaming cold edges, had already reached Lin Mo.
Lin Mo remained calm, raising his Dragon Claw and unleashing a punch.
Dragon Claw clashed with raven feathers.
"Bang!"
Dark Crow let out a muffled groan, his body flying backward and crashing heavily into the wall.
However, due to the cover of the Soundless Domain, no outsider could Frisk the commotion here.
He steadied himself, and when he looked up at Lin Mo, his eyes were no longer filled with contempt, but with horror.
This power----
How is that possible?!
This kid is only Six-Ring Soul Emperor. Even if he has some mysterious Martial Soul Fusion Skill, he can't possibly knock back an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo with a single punch!
unless----
A terrible thought flashed through Dark Crow's mind.
Unless this kid has been hiding his true strength all along and deliberately lured me here!
escape!
I have to escape!
Otherwise, I'm afraid I'd die here!
Without hesitation, the Dark Crow turned and fled into the shadows.
He's not the type to engage in direct combat; if he misses an attack, he immediately retreats—that's his fighting style.
However, as soon as he turned around, he felt a scorching flame coming from behind him.
Lin Mo's right arm had somehow transformed into a blood-red blade wreathed in blazing white flames, and he himself caught up at an incredibly fast speed.
Lin Mo was too fast.
It was so fast that even he, an Agility Attack System Eight-Ring Soul Douluo, didn't have time to make any effective reaction.
He could only watch helplessly as the flaming, blood-red blade pierced through his chest from behind.
"Pfft."
Dark Crow looked down at the blade tip protruding from his chest.
The flames instantly scorched the wound, sealing off all blood flow.
The Dark Crow opened its beak, as if to say something, but no sound came out.
His life force was rapidly draining away.
The Soundless Domain began to crumble.
Beyond the area, the sounds of the night wind, the footsteps of pedestrians on the distant street, and the watchman's clapper—gradually reached my ears.
Dark Crow took one last look at Lin Mo.
There was no emotion in those vertical pupils.
It was eerily calm.
Then, darkness swallowed all his consciousness.
He died, in his own Soundless Domain. This Soul Skill was originally designed for killing, but now it became his own grave.
How ironic!