Several disciples covered in blood but not fatally wounded entered the main hall under the leadership of the black-clad Shadow Slayer.

Murong Yuan stood with his hands in his hands, quietly listening to the bloodstained and embarrassed disciples behind him recount the fight at that time, even though the woman tried her best to avoid using swordsmanship, but in Murong Yuan's mind, the image of this woman gradually coincided with Murong Drizzle......

Murong Yuan waved his hand to retreat from the injured disciple, and his right hand pulled out a long sword with a pitch-black body from the side of the table. This is one of the treasures of the Shadow Gate, the Shadow Sword, which complements and uses the Shadow Sword Technique to make it even more powerful......

Murong Yuan's left index finger and middle finger slowly slashed across the sword body, and the originally dark long sword actually faintly emitted a dark murderous aura......

In his mind, looking at the task panel composed of energy bodies, Murong Yuan pondered.

Although it is different from the movie he has watched, he is still in control, and if the prediction is good, the color actor will betray when he gets the other half of Rama's body, and kill him when the time comes.

Since Murong Qingyun already has a special branch, he should focus on subduing.

Lei Bin and Murong Drizzle are not clear about its development, attacking the heart is the top, and attacking is the bottom.

Zhang Renfeng, I hoped to intercept and kill Boss Chen, but since I didn't meet him, I waited and watched for a while, and then I would talk about it when I found a suitable opportunity.

Xiao Qing is crazy...... Since this person is the leader of the Rakshasa Sect, his strength must not be below me, but the Rakshasa Sect exists in name only, and I have the Shadow Gate, if the body of Narama really hides divine skills, after I get it, I will kill him and capture him......

The plan in his heart was set, and the pitch-black long sword in Murong Yuan's hand swiped casually, and the wooden case in the distance suddenly broke in half, and Murong Yuan's cold and decisive voice sounded-

"Use Flying Mars, urgently summon the color dramatist, Lei Bin, and Murong Qingyun to Kyoto to stand by, and wait until you meet me, and then listen to the order to act......"

"Yes!"

Soon, above the rudder of the Shadow Gate, a beam of fireworks slowly flew into the sky like a red flying star, and before it could disappear, the same kind of fireworks appeared in the distance in all directions, dyeing the sky red for a while......

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"Everyone, please look at ......"

In a teahouse on the side of the street, a group of young people gathered around a wooden table, and in the innermost part was a young Jianghu operator, who was performing tricks to everyone.

"It's a bowl of wine......"

The young actor held a bowl of wine in his left hand for everyone to verify, everyone nodded, the young actor smiled slightly, and then put the bowl of wine into a basin of water on the wooden table, gestured a few times, and then picked it up when it was already a bowl of ice, and everyone couldn't help but applaud......

In the midst of the applause, the young playwright began to show off and say—

"This technique of turning wine into ice was specially studied by me from the Far North a few years ago......"

Before he finished speaking, the young playwright seemed to hear a sneer not far away, and along the way, an old playwright, dressed similarly to himself, sat alone in a corner drinking tea, saying that he was old, mainly because he had long gray hair, and his real age might not be that old......

The young dramatist was a little unhappy, and asked as if mockingly—

"Hey, old guy over there, do you know how to turn wine into ice?"

The old playmaker put down the teacup, and a calm and slightly cynical hoarse voice sounded.

"I played it when I was a child, but now, I can't ...... it"

Everyone laughed, and the young man asked contemptuously—

"And what else are you going to do now?"

"What I know now, it's all real tricks......"

Everyone was disdainful and continued to laugh, and the young actor also said lightly: "You still can't succeed in the legendary immortals, impossible, those are all adults coaxing children......"

The old playwright shook his head and laughed, and when he lowered his head and was about to continue drinking tea, he saw a red sky in the distance from the reflection of the teacup, and a beam of fireworks was slowly rising......

"Flying Mars ......"

The color actor muttered in a low voice, his expression serious, changing his previous nonchalant appearance.

"Boy, don't you want to see the fairy Suo......"

The painter had already stood in the middle of the avenue, wiped his mouth, took out the rope around his waist as he spoke, bowed slightly as he had done before the trickster's performance, and then said in a hoarse voice—

"Immortal Suo, ......

The rope in the hand of the actor flew straight into the sky like a living thing, and from the arms of the actor, a cloud that seemed to be like internal force and smoke also flew to the sky along the rope, forming a huge cloud in the sky, like a fairy car, the old actor stepped on the ground, flew to the rope gorgeously, grabbed the rope with one hand in mid-air and said to the young actor-

"Shang Shen Suo needs real skills, boy, do you have it?"

As soon as the words fell, the rope in the hand of the color actor rose rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it had entered the clouds, and the young actor was taken aback, as if enchanted and said-

"This is the Immortal Suo...... Impossible, impossible! I'm going up, I'm going up......

As he spoke, the young playwright grabbed the rising rope on the ground and was taken into the clouds......

Everyone was surprised, and they hurriedly gathered under the clouds to look up at the large cloud in the sky, only to hear a few sharp knives slashing through the flesh, and the clouds gradually dispersed, leaving only a few human stumps falling from the sky......

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In an ordinary house, Lei Bin was shirtless, and behind him was a rather beautiful woman, who was carefully bandaging his wounds......

"When did you get this wound?"

The woman asked, a little disgusted.

"Haha, didn't you say it? Yesterday, the man in black who repelled the assassination of Boss Chen was injured by the man in black during the chase?"

Lei Bin touched the back of his head and smiled helplessly.

"I think you're going to die at the hands of this man sooner or later. ”

"Ahaha. Lady, go and help me make the next bowl of noodles!" the woman heard. looked at the wound on Lei Bin's back shoulder and felt that it should be fine, so he stopped his movements and began to go to the kitchen to work.

Lei Bin sat quietly at the table, looking at the back of his wife's busy work, and instantly felt that it would be good if time could be frozen at this moment. Soon, his wife came up with a steaming bowl of noodles.

Lei Bin devoured it, and when the noodles in his mouth were not completely eaten, his wife said-

"Xianggong, I'm pregnant......"

When Lei Bin heard this, he first took a meal, then quickly inhaled the noodles in his mouth, looked at his wife with slightly demented eyes, and said-

"Really!"

"Of course!", his wife patted Lei Bin's head and said with some tears and laughter, "Can I still lie to you?"

Lei Bin was overjoyed, got up and hugged his wife, and revolved around him, his joy was beyond words.

"I'm going to be a father, I'm going to be a father......"

His wife patted Lei Bin and asked him to let him down. Then, the two hugged each other tightly, and the wife said—

"Xianggong, but I'm really worried about you, worried that one day after you go on a mission, you will never come back. ”

Lei Bin was silent, in fact, he knew that now they would be followed by the disciples of the Shadow Gate every day when they went out to buy vegetables, not only to protect his wife's safety, but also to control Lei Bin......

"When is this the end of a day!"

The wife complained a little.

Lei Bin was about to speak, when he suddenly looked out the window and saw the horizon in the distance. A beam of red fireworks slowly rose into the air. It looks particularly dazzling in the dark night......

Lei Bin was silent, but then said affirmatively-

"Lady, don't worry! When I finish this last task, I will take you and the child to Jiangnan. There, buy a house, lean by the river, and live peacefully......"

The two hugged each other again, and for a while, it seemed particularly warm.

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In the capital of Yanzhou, a well-known Fengyue venue, there is a lot of people, with the laughter of prostitutes and the jokes of customers......

On the highest floor of this building, there is only one huge ornate room.

Murong Qingyun sat by the window, with a charming smile on his face, his whole body was only draped in a bright red thin shirt, his jade-like carcass loomed under the cover of the thin shirt, and when he looked at the exposed white arm, he would find that he was holding a delicate dagger with blood in his hand.

On the side of Murong Qingyun's jade feet, there was the corpse of an ugly middle-aged man.

No, it's not a corpse.

The man is still alive, but he doesn't live long, his neck was slashed by the dagger in Murong Qingyun's hand, the bones are deep visible, and the blood can't stop spurting outward, the man tried his best to cover his neck with both hands, wanting to shout for help but couldn't make a sound, and occasionally a trace of blood splashed on Murong Qingyun's thin shirt, making the originally bright red thin shirt look even more charming......

Murong Qingyun looked at the man next to his feet and seemed to have lost his breath, and suddenly felt bored, took out a handkerchief from the side of the case, and began to carefully wipe the blood stains on the dagger......

This man is a target of the Hunt Order, and is usually very cautious.

She lurked here for days, and finally succeeded tonight, killing the man with a sword just as he was about to touch her......

Murong Qingyun slowly walked in front of a huge bronze mirror.

For some reason, when he saw his beautiful body in the bronze mirror, Murong Qingyun was a little dazed, thinking of a face with an indifferent expression and a half-mask of terror, and the appearance of that person hugging him from behind......

Murong Qingyun hurriedly shook his head, wanting to go to the window to blow the wind, but suddenly found that in the distance, several red fireworks rose into the air, gradually dyeing the dark night red.

Murong Qingyun frowned slightly, changed into his clothes, and began to head in the direction of the Shadow Gate Helm......

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Information that can be published at the moment:

1. The fairy rope, a trick in the legend of the rivers and lakes, it is said that the user can reach the residence of the gods through the rope, and reach the place where he wants to go with the help of the gods' clouds, but the front shake is too long, which is equivalent to a low-level teleportation skill.

2. Flying Mars, the signal urgently convened by the Shadow Gate Master, the whole system is very complicated, different types, colors, and speeds of Flying Mars represent different information, but generally the Shadow Gate disciples will go to the nearest rudder to listen to the order when they see this signal, and they don't need to fully know the command represented by this Flying Mars.