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"Help me kill one person, the last one!" Yan Nanfei said with a long sigh of relief.

"Kill whom?"

"A person you are familiar with, a hundred miles of long wind!" Yan Nanfei turned around, his eyes revealing murderous aura, staring directly at Ling'er.

Ling'er panicked!

Want to kill a hundred miles of wind?

Why is the person killed by a hundred miles of wind?

Ling'er couldn't figure it out.

Over the years, although Ling'er has been a tool for killing, she knows more or less what Yan Nanfei really wants.

As the prince of the Great Yan Empire, what he wants to fight for is naturally the position of the Ninety-Five Emperor of the Great Yan Empire.

At the beginning, the core of Nanfei's secret formation was this, secretly removing those who refused to serve Yan Nanfei or threatened his ascension to the position of prince.

In fact, in the years that she has been with Cher, what she has done secretly is indeed these.

But why do you want to kill a hundred miles of wind now?

Could it be that it was just a hundred miles of wind because he offended him in the ancient Dao Forest?

"Why him?" Ling'er couldn't help but ask.

"You don't need to know why! you just need to know that after killing the hundred miles of the long wind, this palace will let you get your wish to repay your freedom. Yan Nanfei said.

"However, if you kill a hundred miles of Changfeng, the princess will ......" Ling'er stopped talking again.

"Are you worried that Xue'er will break with you in the future?" Yan Nanfei said, "Do you think that when Xue'er knows that your hands are stained with the blood of so many innocent lives, she will forgive you again regardless of her previous suspicions?"

Ling'er was in a trance.

She thought about it for a long time, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt that Yan Nanfei's words were reasonable.

She thought it was impossible!

With what she knew about the princess, I am afraid that between her and the princess will never be the same as before.

The princess has a kind heart that loves the people, and she doesn't like to see killing the most, so she learns the traditional Chinese medicine technique of Liuzimen with Dean Zhuang, hoping to save the suffering common people in this world.

If one day, the princess knew that her hands were stained with the blood of so many great swallow people, and she would definitely not forgive herself.

"What, you don't want to?" Yan Nanfei frowned.

"You don't want to see Ahri again, your sister?"

"You don't want to stay with scholar Li Xingyun for the rest of your life?"

"Or are you not going to regain your free body?" Yan Nanfei saw Ling'er's hesitation, and said step by step.

Ling'er is terrified!

The cold wind blew in from the open door of the ruined temple, through the dilapidated windows, through the hole in the roof of the ruined temple that shone with cold moonlight, and blew in the scattered snow.

Ling'er felt the cold wind penetrate her clothes, and she felt a little cold.

"In the daytime, the hundred miles of wind and Dugu thousands of battles without falling behind. Ling'er, Ling'er is worried that she won't be able to defeat him!" Ling'er said with a twinkle in her eyes.

Yan Nanfei's pupils shrank.

A faint killing intent flashed in an instant.

He looked at Ling'er kneeling in front of him, and was silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking or deciding.

After a long while, he actually sighed deeply and helped Ling'er up with his own hands.

"Although the hundred miles of Changfeng have entered the Sichuan Character Gate and Forget the Love River, it is only the cultivation strength of the Chonghui Realm after all. ”

"Your current realm cultivation is not much different from his, and even vaguely above him. Over the years, you've killed more people with your hands than he's ever fought. What's more, he shouldn't be too defensive against you. This palace believes that as long as you want to kill, there is absolutely no reason to miss!"

Ling'er retracted her hands in a panic.

Then he took half a step back.

She looked into Yan Nanfei's eyes, and then lowered her head.

She didn't know if she should take on this last task.

If she really kills Baili Changfeng, even if she recovers her free body in the future, will Xue'er forgive herself?

No! Cher will see herself as an enemy!

So what about the scholar Li Xingyun? The brotherhood between the ten sons and the hundred miles of Changfeng, Li Xingyun should also be disgusted with himself, right?

Ling'er was a little confused, and her thoughts were very confused.

Not to mention what other people think of it, just the fact that Baili Changfeng saved the lives of her and Xue'er when they first met, made her unable to start!

She has killed many people.

I also hesitated when I killed someone for the first time.

But there has never been such a hard choice.

However, Yan Nanfei didn't have much time left for her.

What Yan Nanfei needs is a cold-blooded killer who doesn't need to think about the reason, and only needs to unconditionally obey the order to complete his purpose for him.

Yan Nanfei doesn't need an indecisive subordinate.

Even if she is loyal and never has two hearts!

Looking at Ling'er, who was still a little hesitant, Yan Nanfei really lost his patience!

"This is your last chance! Don't blame Hongu for not reminding you, if you miss this opportunity, Hongu can't guarantee that Ahri and that nerd will live for long!"

Yan Nanfei casually dropped an object.

It was a vine, a vine that had been infused with the power of the Thunder Yuan of the Natural Method.

There was a trace of thunder and lightning on the vine.

Although she didn't touch it, Ling'er could clearly feel the power of thunder and lightning on the vines.

"This Thunder Kung Teng can help you complete the task! With the current cultivation of the Hundred Miles Long Wind, as long as he is whipped by the Thunder Kung Teng, his internal organs and six internal organs and spiritual acupoints and qi veins will be scorched by the power of thunder and lightning little by little to exhaustion! Even if the Dao Sect Master personally takes action, he will be unable to return to the sky!"

Yan Nanfei turned around with his hands behind his back and didn't look at Ling'er again.

In the middle of the night, the snow broke through the temple, and began to fall into an endless silence.

Ling'er looked at the thunder and lightning swimming thunder vine.

I don't know how long it took for her to finally make up her mind.

She held out her hand with some trepidation.

The eyes that had been dull and frightened began to brighten a little.

That brightness is not the clarity that the old man once saw.

That brightness is cold.

The sword has a cold glow, the sword has a cold glow, and the snow also has a cold glow.

No matter what kind of chill it is, when it comes into the eyes, it will become a chill.

This chill is called killing intent!

Ling'er's eyes became firm.

It was as if I could see her heart through these eyes.

A heart as solid as a rock!

Ling'er picked up the thunder vine, deposited it in the crescent pendant, and then said goodbye to Yan Nanfei's back.

Ling'er's figure disappeared into the night......

Yan Nanfei finally turned around and looked at the endless night and endless snow in front of the gate of the broken temple.

Yan Nanfei sighed lightly: "This worry should be completely removed, right?"

Yan Nanfei's sigh was not a sigh, but a rhetorical question.

After Ling'er left, he was the only one in the broken temple, who was he asking?

Or is this rhetorical question just a simple self-talk?

Lonely people often get used to talking to themselves.

Yan Nanfei didn't feel lonely, so he rarely talked to himself.

Of course, he wasn't talking to the night, and he wasn't talking to the snow.

He was asking.

He's asking someone.

He stood in a dilapidated temple with his hands on his back, unable to shelter from the wind and snow.

That person was naturally in this ruined temple.

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