As night fell, the little butterfly flew into the huge Chixuan City.

The little butterfly perched on the high roof and observed the brightly lit and still lively streets at night.

A young man left the banquet in a happy mood, and walked along the street with a drunken body and a high conversation with his friends.

A full moon hung lonely in the sky, sprinkling a quiet moonlight like flowing water, and the roof illuminated was white as if it were sprinkled with a piece of silver.

The kitten on the ridge of the roof is chasing a small butterfly from one roof to another, chasing happily.

In the sky, night birds are circling and fluttering, preying on the small insects that fly wildly.

"Brothers, leave it at that, it's time for me to go home!"

On the street, a bold voice sounded: "We have a good conversation today, we will meet again another day!"

The speaker was a dignified-looking, well-dressed young man named Qin Junye. After saying goodbye to a few friends, he walked into another street alone.

When he left the crowd, he quickly became calm. He's not actually a heroic outgoing person. On the contrary, he was a cold and even indifferent person. He was an Assassin, or someone who aspired to be one. But he's not yet, he's just doing chores for the Assassins.

He is in charge of connecting, liaising with businesses, finding those in need, or showing the way to those who come to his door.

There were many people like him, forming the link between the Assassin Order and the Lords.

He had always known that it was very dangerous to do such a thing, no less dangerous than being an Assassin, and even as challenging as an Assassin. His guide told him that this was the first step to becoming an Assassin and the homework he had to complete to become an Assassin.

Watching and listening, blending in with the crowd, self-camouflage, discovering opportunities, acting secretly, and retreating.

People like this are called birds. Birds don't stay in one place for too long, because if they stay too long, they will inevitably arouse suspicion, and it is not uncommon for people to be killed. Birds are destined to move around and have no fixed home.

"In two months, it's time to leave the city!"

Qin Junye thought so in his heart. In total, he has been in the area of Chixuan City for two years. In the past two years, although he has only facilitated a total of three transactions, he feels that it is enough. Because one of them is really big, probably worth the usual ten, or more.

"Is that big business done?"

He was a little curious, fantasizing about when he could become an assassin and then do a few such big deals, which was too ci ji.

That's right, he wanted to be an assassin because of Ci Ji. Or was it because his father had been killed by the Assassins?! He thought it was possible, but he could barely remember what his father was like now.

Maybe it was because you knew you were leaving, or maybe you had too much to drink today. He's a little too "sentimental" right now. This was not the state of mind of an Assassin.

Crossing a long street, he walked straight to the city gates. Although he managed to blend into the upper echelons of Chixuan City, his home was not in the city. It's hard to get a place to live in the city. Although the bird's income is not small, it cannot support him to settle in the city. What's more, birds never settle.

His residence was in a settlement outside the city.

The sandfolk of that settlement were in awe of him because he was strong enough. In a sense, his arrival has brought many tangible benefits to the settlement, such as the fact that several other slightly stronger sand settlements in Qinwei no longer dare to harass this settlement as unscrupulously as before.

To thank him, the sandmen built him a nice dwelling.

In the night, Qin Junye returned home, came to the inner room, lit the lamp, and then put a sharp weapon around his neck.

"Don't move!"

In the dimly lit room, an indifferent voice sounded in his ears.

He didn't move, not even panicked. When he became a bird, he was ready for such moments. He knew that most birds would not escape this fate. It's just that he didn't expect that the moment that belonged to him would come so soon.

With his calm and composedness, he could make an excellent assassin.

"Who are you?"

Qin Junye asked in a calm tone. The beating light shone on his cheeks, making his calm eyes shine. He only facilitated three businesses in the area of Chixuan City. In fact, he has a general idea of the origin of this uninvited guest.

However, he did not think that he would die today. Because although he is not yet an official assassin, it does not mean that he is not strong enough. The requirements for the Undercurrent Hall to recruit new members are very high, and although the factors considered are by no means limited to strength, strength is the most important condition.

Qin Junye's thoughts flashed in his heart, and several ways to counter the enemy were born in an instant. Now, what he needs is time.

In this situation, the only way to hold on to time is through dialogue. Tearing your throat and shouting for help certainly won't work. It's looking for death.

Keep asking questions!

"We know each other?"

"I've never offended anyone in Chixuan City, so you won't recognize the wrong person, right?"

......

There was no voice to respond to him, because Qin Ping would not give him any chance. In response to him, there was only a heavy palm of power, silent, domineering and violent, although it would not cause a big movement, but the lethality was absolutely terrifying.

That palm hit Qin Junye's back of the heart, and there was a bang.

Qin Junye's expression instantly froze, and he felt intense and incomparably painful, and then there was a feeling of lightness.

He didn't even see the expression of the person behind him from beginning to end, but he could clearly feel the coldness and decisiveness of the other party.

Didn't give him any chance, not a slight!

Striking out this palm, Qin Junye's internal organs had been severely damaged, and his strength was even more shattered.

Qin Ping silently withdrew the butterfly in his hand, raised his hand and slapped Qin Junye's left and right shoulders, abolishing this person's hands.

“...... What the hell do you want to do?"

Qin Junye finally felt a cold fear, because the enemy's move was not to kill him immediately.

Could it be that he wants to torture the clues of the gold owner?

He may have the consciousness of death, but to be honest, he doesn't think he has enough fortitude to endure the horrors and torment.

"Don't be nervous, your pain won't be worse than it is now!"

Qin Ping's voice finally sounded, and the butterfly in his hand was returning to its main body, quietly landing on the top of Qin Junye's head. "A tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood. Someone wants to kill me, so I'm going to kill it back. Don't worry, I'll give you a break soon!"

"You ......"

Qin Junye wanted to say something, but unfortunately his neck had been strangled to death, and at this time, the six legs of the Nine Transformation Emperor Jade Butterfly gently stabbed down, passed through the scalp and skull, and went straight into the inside of this Rén Dà brain......

Soon after, a butterfly flew away. At night, in the settlement of the sandmen, a fire is raging. The house, which had been built for less than two years, collapsed, destroyed, and reduced to rubble under the licking of tongues of fire.

A bird, lost in the flames.

The demise of Chen Changsheng and Qin Junye is just the beginning.

More deaths continue to occur.

According to the clues he got from Qin Junye, the gold lord who hired assassins to kill him was gradually surfacing.

After killing eighteen people in a row, Qin Ping finally stopped temporarily. On this day, seventeen days had passed since he killed Chen Changsheng.

Now, he is left with only one last target: Du Kang.

This is the ultimate messenger, a powerful being, and a high-ranking official in power. It was he who was in charge of the labor supply for the construction of Chixuan Castle. Now, the fat gap that sends labor to the other world is also in his hands.

When the successive deaths occurred, Du Kang went into a state of high alert.

The successive deaths, the untraceable death scenes, made Du Kang feel a deep fear.

There is no clue at all, and there is not even the slightest clue about the murderer.

Although he could guess who the murderer was, and he was even sure that it was that Qin Fan, it was a pity that he didn't have any evidence.

All those involved in the hiring of the Assassins were dead, and now he was the only one left. Those participants were so thoroughly killed that even those who contributed a little money were not spared.

In order to hire the assassins of the Undercurrent Hall, they spent a huge price, but unfortunately, instead of dying, that Qin Fan launched a bloody revenge against them.

The people of the legion have been alarmed, and the Jingwei Division of Chixuan City and the City Guard Mansion have also dispatched manpower.

It is not uncommon for cases of assassination of bureaucrats in the kingdom to occur, but cases of serial assassinations like this are very rare.

When the city guard of Chixuan City heard about this, he angrily smashed the wine glass and directly sent a personal guard to assist in the investigation.

It's a pity how could they find out!

"Report, my lord, Qin Fan has appeared!"

In Chixuan City, in a heavily guarded mansion, a spy flashed in front of Du Kang.

At this time, Du Kang was sitting upright in the hall, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

This is a burly middle-aged man, with short hair, wearing an official uniform, with a deep breath, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a wide mouth and a square nose, a cold face, sharp edges and corners, full of the majesty of a superior person.

But now, his expression is very haggard, and the whole gives people a gloomy and depressed feeling.

"Appeared?"

Du Kang's eyes opened suddenly, anger and horror in his eyes. It has been exactly ten days since the last man was stabbed today. Qin Fan, who had always disappeared, reappeared. He's still alive? The assassins of Undercurrents are just rubbish!

The spy hurriedly reported: "Qin Fan is driving this large number of brute beasts and returning from the Ghost God Mountain, and he should be in the desert right now. ”

Hearing this news, Du Kang's fists clenched violently, and he stood up even more. He really wanted to strike immediately, at all costs, and blast that damn boy to the ground in the desert.

Does he dare?

He didn't dare.

Qin Fan is a guest of the Sea Dragon Society, and his status is even more noble than him. He also had no evidence to accuse Qin Ping of being the murderer of the serial assassinations. If he dared to act openly, he would be to blame for being killed.

What's more, there was a Lei Qingfeng standing behind the young man.

Although this Lei Qingfeng comes from a big family, his past is also confusing. In the past, he was very unvalued in the family, but suddenly he found a high position in the Sea Dragon Society, and single-handedly took charge of the Chamber of Commerce's business in Chixuan City.

That's weird in itself!

There must be a demon when something happens, if there is nothing shocking about Lei Qingfeng, then it is really strange!

Lei family, he can't afford to mess with him at all.

It was an extremely large and ancient family, and it had created the Sea Dragon Society, which had an immeasurable wealth and an immeasurable fortune all over the kingdom.

He even suspected that the continuous assassination was most likely not caused by Qin Fan, but by Lei Qingfeng and Gao Ming.

Taking a deep breath, Du Kang finally waved his hand and motioned for the spy to stand down.

"The assassins of the Undercurrent Hall are unreliable, and that kid's counterattack is so ferocious. My lord, it looks like we're going to have to figure it out ourselves!"

As the spy left, a voice suddenly sounded in the empty hall. The voice was so vague that it was hard to tell where to go. A shadow flashed suddenly, and there was already a thin middle-aged man in front of Du Kang, with a face as thin as skin and bones, high cheekbones, deep-set eye sockets, and three locks of long beard, giving people an extremely gloomy feeling.

"Does Mr. Pei have a clever plan?"

Du Kang looked at the comer, a look of hope appeared in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Qin Fan, this person, has become my heart disease now, and I have to kill him." This son must die! However, with the gold-lettered signboard of the Undercurrent Hall, there is nothing to be done for such a long time, what can we do?"

He said that, but he didn't mean it that way. He knew that he was not helpless, as long as Mr. Pei was willing to go out in front of him, it would definitely not be a problem to kill Qin Fan.

It's just that although this Mr. Pei is his guest, he is not someone he can send at will. At the beginning, he had helped this Mr. Pei once, so this person was willing to be his guest and promised to do it for him once. This promise, he had used before, asked Mr. Pei to kill a very terrifying enemy for him. In that battle, Mr. Pei was also injured a lot, and he has been recovering until the last month. People can be said to be benevolent and righteous.

This time he was in trouble again, although he really wanted Mr. Pei to make a move, but he really couldn't open his mouth.

Otherwise, he would not have chosen to hire the Assassins of the Undercurrents.

"It's not difficult to kill that Qin Fan child, you just need a real chance. ”

Mr. Pei smiled slightly, stroked his beard and said, "The mistake of Undercurrent Hall, in my opinion, is mainly two problems. First, they misjudged the strength of this son, and even seriously underestimated it. Second, they don't pay enough attention to the potential threat of Lei Qingfeng. If I make a move, this son will not survive for more than three months!"

"Mr. Pei help me!"

When Du Kang heard this, he was overjoyed, knowing that Mr. Pei had already moved his mind, so he hurriedly bowed deeply and pleaded respectfully: "If Mr. Pei can help me eliminate Qin Fan, Du will be greatly grateful!"

Mr. Pei waved his hand and said, "Thank you for your heartache and thank you! I have recently realized a little bit and urgently need some beast spirit stones." If only Master Du could get some for me. ”

"I wonder what Mr. needs ......?"

When Du Kang heard this, he looked up at Mr. Pei. Beast spirit stones are gemstones that are scarce in quantity and very expensive. If he didn't ask for the year, he wouldn't be able to agree. After all, he is just an official, although he has made a lot of black money, but his family background is limited after all.

"As long as it is a product of the flood, it is instant!"

Mr. Pei stood with his hands in his hands, looked at Du Kang and said, "The amount is not too much, but you can make up twenty yuan!"

When Du Kang heard this, his face couldn't help but be a little embarrassed. The desolate beast spirit stone is the beast spirit stone with more than 10 million rounds of ancient meaning. The value of any beast spirit stone of this quality is a million nine-grade beast essence stones, and the amount of money that needs to be spent is by no means a small amount if it is enough to get together twenty pieces.

Without 30 million, this thing would never have been done.

Thirty million nine-grade beast essence stones, which is almost half of his net worth.

"Okay, Mr. Pei, it's decided!"

After a moment of silence, Du Kang took a deep breath and said, "I have only one request, Mr. Pei, this matter must be very secretive, and no clues must be left." ”

Mr. Pei smiled: "Don't worry about this, I, Pei, will definitely not leave any hidden dangers to adults." The day my lord prepares the beast spirit stone will be the time when I will kill this son!"

How about the King of Ancient Demon Beasts?