"I don't know what you are talking about, or are you standing here wanting to see my eyes?"
Fryling reached out to touch the scarf, as if he could take it off completely in the next moment.
Octo Green grabbed Freling's wrist, felt the smooth touch in his hand, and reluctantly rubbed it with his fingers for a few times. Then, when Freling was about to lose his temper, he let go in time.
"Dear Flyling, why are you so rude to me? We had a very good relationship before..."
"When you say very good to each other, do you mean that I was not killed by you and then stuffed?"
Fryling didn't care about Octo Green at all and directly exposed his lie with one word.
"Leave now! Otherwise! Don't blame me for being rude!"
Octo's expression now is very melancholy. If other women saw Octo Green's current appearance, they would probably have been deeply trapped in it.
However, Frelin Orles knew very well that beneath Octo's handsome and melancholy appearance, there was a devil from hell. If Frelin had not been lucky enough to be rescued, he would probably have become a specimen of Octo Green.
That's right, the sand and stone alchemist Octo Green is not only a cold-blooded murderer known throughout Europe, but he is also a heinous pervert!
The reason why Octo Green was able to kill his stepfather's family without being discovered until such a long time ago was because he killed all of their family members and made them into specimens. He was only wanted after the specimens he abandoned were discovered.
When Octo Green heard Freylin O'Leary's rude rebuke, a dark light flashed across his eyes, which was so fleeting that it made people think they were seeing things.
"Well, since my dear Flyling wants me to leave, then as a gentleman, I will definitely respect the lady's opinion, especially such a beautiful lady. The opinion must be respected."
Octo Green stood up and bowed slightly to Flyling Orles, then his body collapsed like a pile of fine sand.
Fryling looked expressionlessly through his silk scarf at the pile of sand left by Octo Green. With a wave of his hand, the pile of sand disappeared.
Freling took off his scarf, and his dark red eyes looked coldly at where Octor had left without saying a word.
In a room decorated in European style, a pile of sand and stones suddenly appeared, and then quickly formed a tall body.
It was the sand and stone alchemist Octo Green.
After Octo Green returned to his room, he looked at Freling's room and sneered. Then when he turned around, a black smoke figure that had appeared in Freling's room before appeared in front of Octo.
"How is it? Have you found out who the Yuewu Immortal Sect will send to fight this time?"
Octo Green poured himself a glass of red wine and shook it slowly, as if the words he just asked were just a casual question.
"Yes! The battle list has been drawn up and will be handed over to the leader of Yue Wu Xian Sect for a final review. If nothing unexpected happens, they will be the people we are investigating."
"very good."
Octo Green took a sip of the red wine in the glass and felt the slightly bitter and sour taste on the tip of his tongue. He couldn't help but squint his eyes and thought of the extremely beautiful woman with the purest eyes in the world - Freylin Orles.