"It doesn't matter how I know, what matters is where the book of life and death is." The Rakshasa woman turned her head to look at Lin Wufeng, her face fearless. His eyes are resolute, and he looks like he would rather die than give in.

With such a look, Lin Wufeng seemed familiar. Lin Wufeng, who was originally murderous, suddenly relented. The Rakshasa woman is just a poor person, who has been ordered by the Rakshasa Gate all her life, and cannot marry for the rest of her life, let alone tarnish her chastity, and will be lonely all her life.

Lin Wufeng suddenly felt that such a woman was so similar to his own fate. I couldn't help but feel some sympathy for this woman. To kill, or not to kill, Lin Wufeng hesitated for the first time. You must know that such hesitation is very dangerous for people like Lin Wufeng who have no past.

"You're soft-hearted?" Rakshasa asked. She seemed to feel the trace of pity revealed between Lin Wufeng's eyebrows. "Can someone like you have sympathy?"

In a word, it was deeply rooted in Lin Wufeng's heart. yes, should I have sympathy? In the past ten years, have there been fewer people who have died at their own hands? How have you ever shown mercy to your subordinates? I obviously studied Chinese medicine, but I used it to kill countless people. Although they are all people who deserve to be killed, what qualifications do they have to judge them on behalf of God?

Lin Wufeng was disgusted with this kind of life, so he left the organization, but he didn't expect the result to be at the cost of his grandfather's life.

"Let's go." Lin Wufeng let go of his hand and stood there, the original murderous aura on his body was invisible. Moving like a cunning rabbit and being quiet like a virgin, it's a person like Lin Wufeng, right?

"Let's go? Where else can you go? If you don't kill me, I won't live for a month. Rakshasa stood up with a look of decline on her face. Suddenly, there is a feeling of abandonment, is it really the only way to show the value of your existence?

The Rakshasa suddenly felt that she was miserable, as if the Creator had inadvertently created herself, and then left herself to fend for herself, without any protection for herself.

Just when the Rakshasa woman was thinking wildly, she suddenly felt a warmth in her hand, and when she looked down, she saw Lin Wufeng grabbing her hand and taking her pulse. The Rakshasa wanted to instinctively withdraw her hand, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free from Lin Wufeng's big hand.

"Don't move." Lin Wufeng said commandingly, and there seemed to be an incomparable majesty between his words.

The Rakshasa Girl is also considered to be the top three elites among the Rakshasa Women, and she has been sent to a foreign hunter school to study since she was a child, but how does she feel that she is always passive in front of Lin Wufeng?

Lin Wufeng ignored the Rakshasa Woman's doubts and took his own pulse. The brow is sometimes dilated and sometimes furrowed. For the first time, it took Lin Wufeng more than three minutes to take the pulse. This was something he had never done before.

"How can your body rot to this extent? Not only have you suffered external injuries, but there are also piles of internal injuries, and you have actually been poisoned, you don't even know it? Lin Wufeng let go of the Rakshasa woman's hand, it was so natural, without a trace of nostalgia.

It stands to reason that when Lin Wufeng let go of his hand, the Rakshasa Girl should feel relaxed, after all, the bursts of temperature from Lin Wufeng's hand made her gradually have the illusion that she was about to be lost. But when Lin Wufeng really let go of his hand, the Rakshasa suddenly had a feeling of loss.

"The poison is under the Rakshasa Sect." The Rakshasa woman's words were full of infinite despair.

"I can save you!" Lin Wufeng said with great confidence.

Hearing this, the Rakshasa Woman's body shook suddenly, although it was slight, but Lin Wufeng really saw it.

Rakshasa is an orphan, adopted by the master of the Rakshasa Gate since she was a child, and has always been pampered, even if he sends himself to the hunter school, the Rakshasa is also grateful, because he wants to become a killer, and the hope of the Rakshasa is his wish, as long as it is what he wants, the Roguea will do her best to do it.

Since he was a child, Rakshasa has regarded him as an existence like her father, and she will always be grateful, without the slightest intention of betrayal, as long as it is what he wants, she will resolutely do it, even if it is at the cost of her own life.

However, what he never expected was that because of this mission, he poisoned himself, and if he couldn't complete it within two months, then he would die of poison.

In this way, the faith in the original heart of the Rakshasa was destroyed by his own hands. Once upon a time, Rakshasa also wanted to die like this, but she couldn't control her curiosity, she wanted to see what could make him even poison himself and steal it himself.

After a few moves with Lin Wufeng, the Rakshasa realized that there was still such an existence in this world, and in front of him, she had no chance to fight back at all. Death is only a matter of time.

However, Lin Wufeng did not kill her, and let her leave safely. At the end of his life, when he learned that he was sick, he also took his pulse. Originally, it was his own relatives, he poisoned himself, and he was originally his enemy, but he wanted to save himself. What's wrong with the world, who should I trust?

"I don't need your pity!" The Rakshasa almost roared at Lin Wufeng, like a child, completely devoid of her own consciousness as a killer.

"If you think so, whatever! You can go now, but I can tell you that the poison will speed up the attack because you use force. In other words, whether you complete the mission or not, you will die. ”

Hearing this, the Rakshasa Woman's body couldn't help but tremble again. In this way, the owner of the door is bent on getting rid of himself, is the relationship for many years so vulnerable in front of a book of life and death?

The Rakshasa woman's heart ached. But there were no tears. She can't shed tears in front of an outsider, this is the supreme law taught by the teacher in the hunter's school.

"One more thing I want to tell you, I am not 100% sure of the poison in you, at most I can control it and prevent it from poisoning. If you believe me, I can help you. After all, Lin Wufeng can't see a girl sad, even though he is his enemy.

"Why did you help me?" Rakshasa said in disbelief.

"Because I'm a doctor." In the past, although Lin Wufeng had a lifetime of medical skills, he used him to save his life and kill people, but now it is different, since he is a doctor, he should save lives and help the injured.

The Rakshasa woman looked at Lin Wufeng's pure eyes, which were so pure, without the slightest impurity.

"I believe in you!" The Rakshasa stretched out her hand and said firmly.