When Zhang Jiayong turned around, he saw a familiar face, holding a dagger and stabbing him in the heart.

"It's you, who are you?" Zhang Jiayong could see that this was a well-trained assassin, but it was still not enough for a cultivator of Zhang Jiayong's strength, and Zhang Jiayong easily grabbed her knife-wielding wrist.

In the face of Zhang Jiayong's questioning, the female assassin was indifferent, just desperately trying to break free of her arm from Zhang Jiayong's hands, but she tried her best to pull her arm out.

The female Assassin felt as if her arm was firmly held in place by pliers, and if she wanted to regain her mobility, she had to give up her entire arm!

Zhang Jiayong frowned, who sent this female assassin? Could it be the Kean family? It shouldn't be possible, the Kean family still needs to ask for their own help, how can they send an assassin to assassinate themselves?

But if it weren't for the Keane family, who would it be? This female assassin is the housekeeper that the Keane family arranged for him!

Yes, this female assassin is the one Zhang Jiayong saw when he came back, the housekeeper who was lying on the sofa asleep, looked soft and weak, but he didn't expect it to be a well-trained killer!

"Say it or not!" Zhang Jiayong increased the strength in his hand, and the female assassin was also in pain and struggled desperately.

"If you don't say anything more, I'll crush your wrist!" Zhang Jiayong frowned.

This female assassin actually looks pretty good, a bit like a big girl next door, if it weren't for the last resort, Zhang Jiayong wouldn't want to destroy the flowers.

This is also a weakness of Zhang Jiayong, sometimes he will be too merciful to weak enemies, and his compassion will be overflowing, which will bring him mortal danger in the future.

"I didn't mean to kill you, I just tried to tempt!" the female assassin quibbled.

"Temptation? has shown such a clear killing intent to me, the knife just now, if it were an ordinary person, it would have become a ghost under your knife a long time ago, right?" Zhang Jiayong sneered.

"Tell me, who are you!Who sent you?" Zhang Jiayong asked again.

"Pain, pain, you let go!" the female assassin burst into tears.

"Are you also considered an assassin?" Zhang Jiayong said, in vain that he had just commented that this female assassin was well-trained.

"I won't run, I'll tell you what you know!" said the female assassin with a huff.

The female assassin's words shocked Zhang Jiayong, and this kind of operation? How is this female assassin's performance a bit like an angry little daughter-in-law?

However, Zhang Jiayong still let go of his hand, because he had determined that this female assassin could not cause him any harm, and with Zhang Jiayong's speed, the female assassin could not run even if he wanted to.

But who knows, just at the moment when Zhang Jiayong just let go of his hand, a dagger appeared in the other hand of the female assassin and stabbed at Zhang Jiayong's shoulder.

"Stubborn!" Zhang Jiayong shook his head, grabbed his right hand lightly, grabbed the female killer's shoulder, and pressed hard, pressing her whole person down.

At the same time, his left hand grabbed the female assassin's hand holding the knife, and with a forceful slash, the direction of the dagger changed, stabbing the female assassin in the upper part of the right chest.

"Ahh......h

Zhang Jiayong smiled, the dagger did not completely pierce into the flesh, but only pierced the epidermis, and actually did not suffer much damage.

Zhang Jiayong pushed hard, and the female assassin fell to the ground, looking very embarrassed.

"Do you still want to play carefully?" Zhang Jiayong laughed.

The female assassin looked at Zhang Jiayong pitifully, tears flashed in her eyes, and Zhang Jiayong was speechless again, and decided to withdraw the words "well-trained" again.

Zhang Jiayong looked at the female assassin's wound and bleeding wound, sniffled, and suddenly felt that the cranial nerves had been inexplicably stimulated.

When the female assassin saw Zhang Jiayong staring at her chest, she immediately covered her chest with her hands and glared at Zhang Jiayong in shame.

However, it was not as the female assassin imagined, Zhang Jiayong was not greedy for the beauty of the female assassin or anything like that, but was interested in the blood of her wounds.

Zhang Jiayong rubbed his head, his tongue unconsciously stretched out and licked his lips, he felt a parchy of mouth, as if he wanted to lie on the female assassin's wound and greedily suck blood.

"I'm ......" Zhang Jiayong closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously, he suddenly remembered something that he was about to forget.

When he first started cultivating the Blood Formula, he fell into a bloodthirsty state for a while, and he needed blood supplements to make the Blood Recipe improve, and at the same time, he could make himself feel better.

But later, this bloodthirsty symptom did not occur again, and he did not need to rely on sucking blood to cultivate the blood technique, so he did not rest assured about this matter.

But now, his bloodthirsty symptoms have appeared again! This is not a good sign, and Zhang Jiayong is also puzzled by the sudden appearance of such a reason.

"Hurry up and take care of your wounds, or I might suck you dry!" Zhang Jiayong said.

However, these words seemed a little ambiguous to the ears of the female assassin, and she thought that Zhang Jiayong was going to do something to her, so she kept glaring at Zhang Jiayong angrily.

"Let's go to the bathroom and deal with it!" Zhang Jiayong frowned, a voice echoing in his brain now, urging him to suck the blood from the female assassin's wound.

The female assassin was still stunned and motionless, her eyes widened, thinking that Zhang Jiayong was going to do something to her.

Zhang Jiayong was furious, his eyes turned red due to the influence of bloodthirstiness, and he grabbed the female assassin, threw her directly into the bathroom, and then closed the door with his backhand.

After the female assassin was thrown into the bathroom, she was directly stunned, what was the situation?

However, she acted quickly, treated the wound briefly, stopped the blood, and chopped the bath towel on her body to cover the wound.

After doing all this, the female assassin walked out of the bathroom, and when she walked out of the bathroom, she found Zhang Jiayong sitting on the bed with his eyes closed.

"What are you, what's wrong?" After the female assassin calmed down now, she also noticed that something seemed to be wrong with Zhang Jiayong's state just now.

"Little doll, are you from the Mu family?" Zhang Jiayong didn't speak, but Kunpeng behind him spoke, and Kunpeng woke up at some point.

"Who's talking?" The female assassin looked left and right, and finally locked on the source of the voice, which was behind Zhang Jiayong, so she stepped forward and discovered Kunpeng's existence.

"You're the chicken on the bed! I thought you were some kind of creative backpack!

It's alive and able to speak!" the female assassin was visibly shocked.

"You're a chicken! Your whole family is a chicken! Lao Tzu is a Kunpeng!" Kunpeng went straight away, he hated people to call him a chicken the most, he was a noble Kunpeng, how could he be compared with a chicken?

"Uh...... Kunpeng, are you his pet?" the female assassin pointed at Zhang Jiayong.

"Your sister's, he's my favorite!" Kunpeng said angrily.

"How do you know I'm from the Mu family?" the female assassin rolled her eyes, then pulled the conversation back to the beginning.

"The blood of the Mu family flowing in your body, I don't think I can be wrong, I probably know what's going on. But for now, let's wait for this kid to get through. Kunpeng said.

"What is this, can you explain it to me?" The female assassin was speechless, she had just come to practice today, and she didn't expect to encounter so much trouble.

"I'll explain to you later, now this kid is in trouble, and there is a problem with the exercises he cultivates. Kunpeng said.

"He's a cultivator, no wonder I can't beat him!" the female assassin said politely, but her heart also calmed down, since the other party is a cultivator, it is normal that she can't beat him.

This female assassin is also relatively nervous, and she really waits obediently on the side, and flips this and that from time to time, not thinking that she is an assassin, but really like a big girl next door who comes to visit.

"The people of the Mu family are really in the same vein......," Kunpeng opened his mouth and spat out such words, as if he knew the origin of the female assassin very well.

"Boy, your blood recipe was created by a blood beast, and no one has ever cultivated it, so it's not unusual for you to have any problems, you have to find a way to carry it over and solve the problem. Kunpeng said to Zhang Jiayong, who was closing his eyes and meditating.

At this time, Zhang Jiayong was fighting against the blood hidden in his heart with all his might, he felt that he was about to become a vampire, and he was very eager for blood.

Fortunately, there are many magical things in his body, such as the ancestral fire, the mysterious dead wood, the heart of the Yellow Spring, the unknown yellow beads his father gave him, and the seeds of the mystery of the wind, none of which are simple things, all of which are helping him stabilize his body and suppress the blood at this time.

Especially the ancestral fire, this is really a magical flame, worthy of the name of the ancestral fire, it can even burn desire!

Zhang Jiayong can now suppress his bloodthirsty desires, most of them are the credit of the ancestral fire, every time the desire reaches its peak, the ancestral fire will exert its power and burn the desire!

After more than an hour of suppression, the bloodthirsty desire was finally suppressed, and Zhang Jiayong also let out a long breath, but he had to figure out the reason, this is always a big problem, and the cultivation of the exercise requires blood, isn't this considered an evil skill?

"He's okay, can you explain it to me now? How do you know that I'm from the Mu family?" Seeing Zhang Jiayong open his eyes, the female assassin immediately ran over to Kunpeng to ask.

"Are you okay now?" Kunpeng ignored the female assassin and asked about Zhang Jiayong's situation.

"Well, it shouldn't be too much of a problem in the short term, this ancestral fire is really a good thing. Zhang Jiayong said.

Kunpeng nodded, then looked at the female assassin, ready to start answering questions.

In fact, Kunpeng himself also had some doubts in his heart, according to the information he currently had, why did all kinds of circumstances point to the Song Dynasty? The dependent variables of everything seem to be related to the Song Dynasty.

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