第九章自投罗网(8/8)

                                    “哈，别傻了。你这个十几年没进行过任何修行的掉队者，想在这一年里成为Servant的Master？”
                                                                                                                                                                “你手上有能做到这一点的秘术吧？死老头，你最擅长的虫术。”
                                                                                                                                                                直盯着脏砚浑浊阴冷的眼睛，雁夜打出了自己的王牌。
                                                                                                                                                                “把‘刻印虫’植入我体内吧。我这百多斤肉都是出自不洁的间桐家之血，应该比别人的女儿更适宜。”
                                                                                                                                                                脏砚脸上的表情消失了，露出了一张沉痛的脸。
                                                                                                                                                                “雁夜——你是找死吗？”
                                                                                                                                                                “难道你会担心我吗？‘父亲’！”
                                                                                                                                                                雁田不屑的撇了撇嘴，嘲弄的说道。