Quadruple split.

Chapter 888
"do not know why……"

Weiyang slightly frowned, folded her arms and said solemnly, "I don't think Tan Mo is lying!"

Jun Wuxu raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Tan, and said dryly, "It's normal, this kind of person is usually more accurate in reporting worries than good news. Can spit out ivory and dog's teeth be the same difficulty?"

"Hey, how do you talk!"

Mo Tan stared back in displeasure, and said in displeasure: "You don't want to see art processing, to be honest, do you have to find something wrong?"

Weiyang didn't even hesitate, and nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Ang!"

"Boss Jun."

Mo Tan sighed, shifted his gaze to Jun Wu, and said in a deep voice, "Take care of it quickly, your woman is a bit unreasonable."

Strictly speaking, Jun Wu, who is indeed in the same family as Weiyang, directly ignored this sentence, and asked Mo Tan seriously: "What did you just say..."

"I've answered it once, and I'm telling the truth."

Mo Tan interrupted Jun Wu impatiently, leaned lazily on Lei Sha's shoulder, and said unhurriedly: "Although there are subjective elements in it, the result probably won't be much different, after all, the general tone I’ve already said that even if there are fluctuations, it’s not too much difference.”

Jun Wu rolled his eyes, curled his lips and said, "If I heard correctly, your so-called 'big keynote' just now is basically not a good thing, right?"

"Who knows~"

Mo Tan shrugged noncommittally, and said with a smile: "I'm just presenting the objective facts. As for what to do and what to do, it still depends on Leisa's idea."

Weiyang quit at that time, stood up, put her hands on her hips and said, "What are you thinking! Since you, bastard, are talking so seriously, it must be the worst of bad things! Leisa doesn't go anywhere, just stay Goo here!"

Leisa raised her delicate and bloodless cheeks, and smiled at Wei Yang, neither agreeing nor denying, but her beautiful eyes turned to look at the head on her shoulder, and gently scratched Mo Tan's head. Hair: "What do you think I should do?"

"Don't ask this kind of person for advice!"

Weiyang was anxious at the time, and hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "He will definitely push you into the fire pit!"

In the end, before Leisa could speak, Mo Tan turned to the former first and said with a smile: "The quail is right, you should always have your own opinions, instead of thinking about relying on someone for everything, especially in this kind of situation. Under the circumstances, neither I nor Jun Wuweiyang should make a decision for you."

"I didn't ask you to make the decision for me."

Lei Sha gently bumped Mo Tan's side face with her smooth forehead, lowered her eyes and said: "It's just asking for opinions, I may not listen to you if you tell me."

Mo Tan casually took a strand of Lisa's hair and twisted it around her fingers a few times, then put her legs on the low table in front of her rather arrogantly, waved to Jun Wu and Wei Yang: "You two, avoid it .”

"You think beautiful!"

Weiyang was furious at that time, pointed at Mo Tan's nose aggressively and said angrily: "Anyway, you are going to fool Leisa into doing things that will make her unhappy!"

Jun Wu's reaction was not as intense as Weiyang's, but he didn't seem to want to get up and leave when he was nestled in the chair, he just stretched out his middle finger and gently pushed the frame: "It's okay to go out, but no matter what Leisa says, it's considered Our friend, you have to give Weiyang and me a reasonable reason."

"Hey, obviously I sent the person, okay?"

Mo Tan complained casually, and then replied in a relatively serious manner: "The reason...you have also seen that our head is relatively indecisive, and it is difficult to make a decision for a while, and under this premise, I guess she should have a lot of people now. I want to ask me some questions, including some things that are difficult for her to talk about when the two of you are present, so as far as the current situation is concerned, it is the best solution for the two of you to avoid it for the time being."

Weiyang snorted softly, gritted his teeth and said, "How do we know if you will secretly fool Lei Shagu!"

"I have avoided it and still know a ball."

Mo Tan glanced at Weiyang, spread his hands and said: "There are only two things I can say, first, I can guarantee that I will only chat with Leisa from an objective point of view for a while, and second, when we finish talking, she chooses The possibility of 'going home' will be greatly increased, and I am afraid that it will be directly related to the answer I gave, but that does not represent my subjective opinion."

"I don't believe..."

"Whether you believe me or not is secondary."

Mo Tan lightly interrupted Weiyang's words, then moved his hands away from Leisha's legs, stood up and straightened his slightly wrinkled white robe, and looked at Jun Wu and Weiyang calmly: "Since Time is precious, and there are only three things you can do now: Convince Leisa to bid farewell to the past and move on to a new future; forcefully keep Leisa, and let her miss the return that is only this one chance... leave this room temporarily, let me Tell her what the stage in front of her looks like, and leave the decision to the person concerned, your second wife and good friend——Remilia Salia Keyworth."

There was a long silence...

"Let's go."

After all, Jun Wu sighed, got off the chair and shrugged at Wei Yang.

"But... didn't you listen to what Tan Mo said? If they were allowed to chat alone, the possibility of Leisa choosing to 'go home' would be very high!"

Weiyang pursed her lips and clenched her fists tightly: "What if I accidentally get a BAD End!"

"That being said, this is Leisa's family business after all."

Jun Wu shook his head, grabbed Weiyang's wrist, and said with a wry smile: "In this regard, Tan Mo, who knows the situation better than us, has the right to speak."

"..."

Weiyang bit her lower lip lightly and did not speak, but she did not shake off Jun Wu's hand, so...

Jun Wu led his sister to the door, turned to Mo Tan and asked, "How long will it take you?"

"Don't ask such stupid questions~"

Mo Tan showed a despicable smile, waved his hands and said, "It will be fine when it should be good."

"Can I expect anything from your humanity?"

"You shouldn't expect anything from me."

"Send me a message when it's over."

Jun Wu replied indifferently, and then left with Wei Yang.

In the tea room, only the charming Bloodseeker was sitting side by side on the chair, and Mo Tan was standing with his hands in his pockets and his back to Leisa.

This is not the first time the two have been alone together. Even after arriving in Liberty City, every time Mo Tan visits Lei Sha in the No Night Area Hostel, he will find an opportunity to stay alone with the latter for a while, taking advantage of things.

But in Leisa's eyes, the nature of this time is obviously different from before.

At least she thought so.

"We have about seventy minutes to waste."

Mo Tan took the lead in breaking the silence, walked calmly and sat down across from Leisa, and looked at her with a half-smile: "Although it's not rich, but you can't be too nervous, you have enough time to organize your thoughts .”

Leisa let out a sigh of relief, leaning on the not-so-big chair below her, with a bewitching arc drawn at the corner of her mouth: "So, why do you want to waste [-] minutes when we obviously have [-] minutes to waste?" Why are you sitting so far away from me?"

"Maybe it's because I really don't have much interest in you."

Mo Tan tilted his head and thought about it, and after a while he smiled troubledly: "It's okay as far as it goes, but if I take too much advantage of you, I always feel that the one who suffers is actually me."

Leisa gave him an annoyed look, pouted and said, "Bandit logic!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

Mo Tan smiled.

Immediately afterwards, Leisa cut directly to the topic abruptly, staring at Mo Tan's eyes that made people feel headaches and dizziness after staring at them for a long time: "How do you want me to choose?"

"I have no position."

Mo Tan gave the answer without thinking, and said calmly: "As I said just now, even if Jun Wu and Wei Yang leave, I will maintain an objective perspective, not to mention I don't think it matters at all."

Leisa pursed her lips, and after a while she repeated in a low voice: "It doesn't matter...?"

"That's right, it just doesn't matter."

Mo Tan scratched his cheek with some embarrassment, and said with a sneer: "To be honest, I'm already tired of the project named Leisa Keyworth."

"Tired... bored...?"

"That's right, it's simply 'boring'."

"It seems you are more impatient than I thought."

Looking at Motan with 'boring' written all over her face, Leisa covered her mouth and chuckled seemingly free and easy, but her eyes flickered and moved away, and said softly: "So, would you like to talk about that in a relatively specific way? How about interpreting the two options for me? If possible, I hope you can share your insights and ideas by the way."

Mo Tan nodded happily: "No problem, as the saying goes, helping people to the end, I am willing to oblige for such a small request, then..."

"Tan Mo."

"Ok?"

"...Sit down and talk."

"It's okay, but are you sure you won't rub my tears and snot all over me?"

……

Game time PM19:12
Capital of Liberty, main building of Keyworth Manor, three basement floors

The current patriarch of the Keyworth family, that is, Leisa's uncle Kreb Keyworth, was leaning against the not-so-warm fireplace, holding a black book in his hand that he didn't know the contents of.

To this day, Kleber doesn’t know why Fizelen, who has been dead for nearly a year, likes to stay in this kind of place. He stays alone for a long time with a book, not to mention his sister, even Little Sally couldn't call him out.

"If it's little Sally..."

Creber muttered something in a low voice, and closed the book in his hand that he hadn't read a single word, and said in a low voice, "I will definitely go out to play with her."

He lowered his eyes, took a deep breath of the choking warm air by the fireplace, and coughed violently.

Choking.

"Damn it, heck cough..."

Earl Cleber Keyworth raised his hand and pressed vainly, knocking out the embers in the fireplace, and sank into the dead darkness.

Because the fireplace was quite old, and Creber still used the cheapest fuel, the smell in the room was already very bad.

But the current Earl of Keyworth, who was immersed in the darkness, became inexplicably comfortable. Perhaps it was because the compatibility between the bloodseeker and the darkness was too good, or maybe it was just a kind of psychological comfort for self-deception. Leiber let himself go in a rare way.

Although he has been short in the past hundreds of years... or the number of times he has been in a daze is conservatively estimated to be four digits, but today is the first time he has been in a daze in the past six months.

In the darkness, where no one could watch, Kreb Keyworth slumped back on his chair dully and numbly.

A total of one hundred and thirty-seven seconds.

At the [-]th second, his bright red eyes regained their clarity.

To be precise, it was the unwillingness to regain clarity.

Creber took out the pocket watch in his pocket and took a look, sighed helplessly, then waved his hand casually——

Clusters of blood-red flames quietly floated in the air, exuding an ominous atmosphere while quickly dissolving the darkness that was drawn into the room after the fireplace went out.

In a more popular way, Kleber used a lighting skill with a very coquettish color to light up the room.

"Perhaps...Fizeren wasn't reading at all when he locked himself here."

Creber stood up thoughtfully, walked towards the exit of the room with slightly heavy steps, and threw the book in his hand on the ground: "Just looking for a chance to relieve the pressure alone, um, so that's it, in this case It makes perfect sense... makes sense..."

He casually opened the iron door in front of him, took a deep breath of slightly damp air, and stepped onto the cold stone steps.

Kleiber is not a bloodseeker in the traditional sense, at least in terms of image, there is a big gap between him and most of his compatriots.

In most cases, due to their bloodlines, pure-blooded bloodseekers have fair skin, slender figure, and exquisite facial features. Not only can they be compared with many elves in terms of beauty, they are born with The gloomy temperament is also a special bonus, all in all it is a very beautiful feeling.

Reza is a good example.

But Kreb is totally different...

Like Leisa, he is a bloodseeker whose dominant blood is human, but he is only about [-] meters tall, and his body is not only not slender, but also very strong. From this point of view, he looks like an over-developed dwarf, although his appearance is not good. Ugly, but the generous face and beard have nothing to do with the word elegance, and the complexion is not so much white as gray, anyway, the overall impression is very curious.

Like a woodcutter/cooker/farmer with albinism who is insanely healthy.

In fact, in Leisa's impression, her uncle who barely wore formal clothes was more like a cook or a gardener.

But now, wearing a black dress that doesn't match his style very well, wearing a blood-red cloak with the coat of arms of the Kevos family on the back, and leaning on a gorgeous black cane, he killed him half a year ago. Kreb Keyworth, who became the former head of the Keyworth family, had cold eyes and a lot of hostility.

"The guests are here~"

He suddenly laughed, took out a diamond-shaped blood-colored crystal from his pocket, and held it tightly in his palm.

Feeling the temperature in that crystal, the hostility in Kleiber's eyes quickly faded, and the corners of his mouth even curled up in a shrewd and flattering arc.

After a short pause...

Kleb Keyworth looked ahead and climbed up the stairs.

Chapter eight hundred and eighty first: The end

(End of this chapter)