Time flies, and half a year has passed in a blink of an eye.

It's a normal day again, and it's another night.

At this time, Sikong Yu was as cold as ice, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell from his face.

He felt that all the breaths in his body were messed up, they collided with each other, and his feeling became more and more uncomfortable, and his body felt as if it was about to explode.

Sima Miaoyin asked eagerly, "What's wrong?"

Sikong Yu didn't speak, he didn't seem to have the strength to say a word.

Sima Miaoyin hurriedly ran out, she knew that in this case, it was best to find a doctor quickly.

After Sima Miaoyin left, suddenly a five-o'clock cold star shot in from the open window.

Although Sikong Yu was now a little delirious, his tragic encounters made him feel more dangerous than others.

He suddenly used all his strength to leap up and retreat to the right.

Although he barely managed to avoid the five cold stars, he himself fell heavily to the ground.

Suddenly, two black-clad and masked men rushed in.

The speed of the two of them is very fast, if Sikong Yu is in normal health now, he may be able to equal them with them, but now he can only wait for death.

I saw a man in black wave his arms, and in an instant, more than twenty hidden weapons flew out of his sleeve. Some are like needles, some are spinning in the air, some are colliding in the air.

Hidden weapons shot at Sikong Yu from all directions, not to mention Sikong Yu, who is now in poor health, even a person with a normal body can't dodge all of these hidden weapons.

Sikong Yu felt the imminent death, he knew that he couldn't dodge these hidden weapons, he may have known in his heart that he would die, and the Yibo Empire would not let him, the prince, live in this world.

But in an instant, he suddenly thought of a person, a woman, and thought of her smile, a very gentle, warm one.

He suddenly had hope of living again, and he suddenly wanted to fight.

I saw him roar, pouring the strength of his whole body into the palms of his hands. Hit with both palms.

In an instant, a huge force poured out, and only a thunderous sound was heard.

All the hidden weapons were used as pawns, some were nailed to the bed board, some were nailed to the table, some were nailed to the wall, and some were bounced back, almost hitting the man in black himself.

The two men in black hurriedly fled, because a loud noise just now was bound to lure everyone over, and they might not be able to run by then.

The two men in black ran away, Sikong Yu didn't chase him, he didn't have the strength to chase, after they left, Sikong Yu felt that the strength in his body had been exhausted with the palm just now, and then a wave of exhaustion came up, and he fainted.

At this time, as soon as Sima Miaoyin walked in with Leng Li (doctor), he saw Sikong Yu lying on the ground, Sima Miaoyin and Leng Li took three steps and two steps rushed towards Sikong Yu and helped him to the bed.

Sima Miaoyin said in a trembling voice: "What's wrong with him?"

Leng Li sat at the head of the bed, grabbed his arm, closed his eyes slightly, and said, "He has passed." ”

Sima Miaoyin just breathed a sigh of relief, and Leng Li said again: "But he has been poisoned." ”

Sima Miaoyin's heart fell from the mountain to the bottom again, and she asked, "How is it, is there salvation?"

When she said this, tears were about to fall.

She already knew that she was in love with him when she first met Sikong Yu, but it wasn't until this moment that she realized that she loved him so much.

Leng Li opened his eyes and broke his mouth open. There was nothing unusual about the color of his tongue.

Leng Li said: "He won't die yet, he may be chronically poisoned." ”

Sima Miaoyin: "What poison?"

Leng Li said: "I don't know. ”

In Sima Miaoyin's eyes, sadness and anger gradually turned into fear. If Sikong Yu is poisoned, then will other people be poisoned as well.

Sima Miaoyin said, "Quickly inform the principal of this matter." ”

"No need. Suddenly, a very majestic voice came from outside the door.

Before Sima Miaoyin could speak, that person was already standing outside the door, it was the principal Sima Tong.

Sima Daodao: "I already know. ”

Sima Miaoyin said: "Who is the murderer?"

Leng Li said: "Is there anyone else who has been poisoned or injured?!"

Sima Dao: "No one else was poisoned or injured, their target was just Sikong Yu. ”

Sima Miaoyin frowned and said, "They, not alone?"

Sima Daodao: "No. ”

Sima Miaoyin said, "Do you already know who they are?"

Sima Daodao: "Yes. ”

Sima Miaoyin said: "Who is it?"

Sima Daodao: "It's not time yet. ”

Sima Miaoyin looked at him suspiciously, and didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, Meng Ying and Liu Jiajia were sitting on the bed in the dormitory, they still couldn't believe that when the poisoning was so deep, and when the body couldn't move, Sikong Yu could still exert such a powerful force.

He still remembered that power vividly, and the fear of breaking his heart and gall had not completely dissipated, and he still could not describe that fear in words.

Liu Jiajia said: "Has our operation failed this time?"

Meng Ying said: "Not yet." ”

Liu Jiajia said: "Not yet?"

Meng Ying said: "Not yet." ”

Liu Jiajia said: "How many layers of certainty are there?"

Meng Ying was silent for a while and said, "Three layers." ”

Liu Jiajia was silent and did not speak.

Meng Ying suddenly asked, "You don't seem to have much confidence?"

Liu Jiajia was still silent, it was not that she had nothing to say, but that she had too many thoughts in her heart, and she didn't know how to express them for a while. As a killer, you can't talk too much, and if you talk too much, you may expose your thoughts, and if you expose your thoughts, you may expose your weaknesses, and a killer who exposes your weaknesses, he is not far from death.

Meng Ying said: "Are you in love with that kid named Sikong Yu?"

Liu Jiajia looked at him, staring into his eyes, as if she wanted to see through his heart from his eyes.

It was a long time before she said, "No." ”

After spitting out these two words, she fell silent again, and after a while she spoke again: "I feel like a person these days, like a normal person walking in the sun. ”

Meng Ying seemed to say something, but he didn't say it, and he was silent, as if he was pondering something. I don't know when, his eyes were already moist.

Why are his eyes moist?

Is it because he thinks of himself, he grieves for himself, he grieves for being born as a killer, he grieves for his own fate.

For the first time, he felt warmth, for the first time he felt his determination wavering, for the first time he felt his blood flowing, for the first time he felt his heart beating, and the blood was warm.

He suddenly felt a kind of exhaustion, as if he no longer had the strength to kill people to complete this task.

On the other side.

Sikong Yu sat on the bed, cross-legged, and let the true qi flow, passing through every vein. He felt the power flowing through his body.

He felt that in addition to his own power, there was an unfamiliar power in his body, radiating from his navel to all sides of his body.

After another moment, he opened his eyes, wiped the sweat from his face, and drank the medicine from his cup. I got out of bed and took a shower.

After taking a shower, he lay on the bed and thought about some rambling things.

Will I become a Martial Saint? Will the Ibo Empire fight the Yuanlong Empire? Will the people who want to kill me be sent by the Ibo Empire? Will the Gad Empire be able to restore the country?

Thinking of the Gad Empire, Sikong Yu thought of it again, Sikong Yan and Li Ruyi, thinking of the past days in the Gad Empire, thinking about his eyes couldn't help but be a little moist.

"Don't think too much about it, you'll be fine here. Sima Miaoyin said.

Sikong Yu suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and showed a smile, he really couldn't do anything about Sima Miaoyin. Sometimes he even hates this girl a little, and he can't hide anything from her, she seems to have a very magical, very special ability, to see through those strong disguises at a glance, and always see the most fragile essence in the depths of his heart.

He didn't say anything, he knew he didn't have to say anything.

He couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, so he simply got up and sat cross-legged and continued to practice.

He felt his breath, his heartbeat, let the true qi flow in his body, he let the true qi flow wildly in his body, he could feel that he was a little closer to the high level of the samurai.

I don't know how long it took, he put away his true qi, yes, he broke through, he is now a samurai high-rank.

The sky outside the window is already a little cloudy, maybe it's because I broke through the first level, and I'm in a better mood-

He thought, it's going to be okay, it's going to be okay, everything is going to be okay.