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The king's heart was like a knife, and he had just rushed to the side of the Huangfu Lingxi, who had fallen to the ground motionless, and before he could check her injuries, a figure had already appeared in front of him.

Holding the frenzy in one hand, Wang Fuxing stood quietly beside the old Taoist, looking at him quietly with dark and dead eyes that made people feel cold, and the whole person was motionless with a monstrous murderous aura.

Wang's heart sank suddenly, his eyes were bitter, but his smile was full of sadness and helplessness.

The more determined the mind, once the heart collapses, the more terrible the consequences will be.

Wang Shroud lives in the Sanqing Taoist Temple in Fengtian, wearing a Taoist robe and fairy wind bones, looking like he has no desires, but for the child standing in front of him, his life trajectory from childhood to adulthood is very clear, Sanqing Taoist Temple will have an unusually large and mysterious capital injection every year, maintaining the best living state of everyone such as Wang Shrouded Huangfu Lingxi Zodiac Palace, those fortune-telling and collecting money and the like, are nothing more than covering people's eyes and ears, Wang Shroud has been in Sanqing Taoist Temple for so many years, and what he gets every year is not just money, And intelligence.

Most of this information is just information about Wang Fuxing alone, and the thick stack of materials is enough for people to see for half a year, and the three major families only occupy a small part of it.

Therefore, although Wang Shroud and Wang Fuxing have not met much, they can't understand his growth from childhood to adulthood.

Repression!

That's the word that best describes how he grew up.

The boring life from childhood to adulthood is definitely not only his resolute and calm mentality, but also the monstrous resentment behind this peaceful mentality!

Both parents died when he was a teenager.

At the age of twenty, my grandfather died.

At the age of twenty-three, his first girlfriend, who once thought they could be together forever, also left forever because of a car accident, and the bloodstained wedding dress is still kept by him at home.

At the age of twenty-four, he was almost the darkest and most decadent year of his life.

Twenty-five, stepping into the bloody and criminal but magnificent underworld.

Triumphant, frustrated, in a desperate situation, in a twist and turn, isolated, his life has never been peaceful, and he seems to be in a different situation at any time.

Everyone was thinking about taking advantage of him, thinking about squeezing the last shred of his value, except for a few women around him.

The atmospheric and intelligent Xia Qinwei's identity is complicated. Yu Xiaoyu and Chu Qianyuan are not deeply involved in the world, and they still retain the original simplicity of the girl.

Only the Emperor Fu Lingxi!

When Wang Shroud brought her to Huating in person, he knew very well that he, the apprentice who had almost exhausted all his efforts, this child who regarded a man as a child of faith from childhood to adulthood, and this girl who was willing to be his shadow only for him to practice swords, no matter what the outcome was, she was destined to become one of the most important women in Wang Fuxing's life.

Lingxi is destined to die, and the king knows it.

Numerology is said to be mysterious and mysterious, ethereal, but many times, it does play an irreplaceable role.

Therefore, Wang Shroud cruelly transferred all the luck destroyed by a girl whose luck can be called against the sky to Wang Fuxing.

The two are destined to be entangled in their fate, whether they live or die.

This day of the year.

Wang Fuxing is twenty-five years old, less than a few hours before he turns twenty-six.

He has long been accustomed to Huangfu Lingxi quietly following him, being his shadow, killing people for him, and constantly asking for food...

But that move, which was almost unparalleled in the world, destroyed the most peaceful and warm picture in Wang Fuxing's heart!

The moment she fell to the ground, all the pictures in the little half a year she spent with Huangfu Lingxi were in her mind.

The resolute heart that has been tightened into a string has also completely collapsed!

Wang Fuxing went crazy.

Completely crazy, without the slightest reason, completely enchanted!

Wang Shroud looked at Wang Fuxing in front of him, his expression was complicated, it was hard for him to imagine what this young man with dead and empty eyes would become in the future, all the depression, anger, unwillingness, resentment and pressure were gathered together to completely explode, which was equivalent to letting him completely complete a transformation!

Will he become the second Wang Canglan? Even more crazy and extreme than Wang Canglan?

When the king shrouded thought of that scene, he felt chills all over his body.

The vicissitudes of the Wang family, that is not a demon, it is a devil in itself!

"Kid, let me see Lingxi's injuries."

Wang Shroud said softly, his tone was gentle, and in the face of Wang Fuxing in this state at this time, he didn't dare to act rashly at all.

Wang Fuxing's pupils were dead, and his body almost instinctively subconsciously relaxed the joints of his whole body, in order to prepare for the next sword, the murderous aura on his body became heavier and heavier, erasing all human emotions and leaving only killing His eyes seemed to be a little dazed, blocking Wang's shroud, motionless.

"Let me see the Spirit's injuries. He's my apprentice! Let me see, maybe there is still salvation! ”

The Shroud of the King said in a deep voice, the anxiety in his heart becoming more and more urgent.

Wang Fuxing's body was shocked, his eyes fluctuated violently, the long sword in his hand was clenched tightly, and then quietly released, and the dead silence in his eyes gradually faded.

"I'm in trouble."

Wang Fuxing finally spoke, his voice was very soft and ethereal, as if he had just returned to his soul.

Huangfu Futu, who was seriously injured but killed two military assassins again in a fit of rage, also came to the side of the king's shroud, stared at him tightly, and said nervously: "How is it? ”

The face of the Wang Shroud was unprecedentedly solemn, and he opened his mouth to stop talking.

Wang Fuxing's expression was extremely calm, but his thinking was a little dull, and he slowly turned around, and his eyes swept the only three remaining military assassins in the field.

The three of them subconsciously took a step back and glanced at each other, although they still remained calm and calm, but this time they did not take the initiative again.

There are now only three of the twenty-one elite of the Assassin Corps.

Among them, the number two and the top six elites in the top twenty were all wiped out.

This loss is heavy for the Tang family!

Before the follow-up team members did not catch up with the strength of the dead members, the combat effectiveness of the Tang family's army thorns had to drop by at least one step!

All because of the man in front of him with a black sword.

The seven consecutive swords just now have completely become the biggest nightmare in their lives.

Blade killed.

Number two was killed in battle.

Six elite assassins were killed in battle.

The eggplant melon is generally chopped and unstoppable.

If you add in the several members of the military assassination that he originally killed, in tonight's battle, he almost single-handedly killed most of the three teams of the general assassination!

This made the remaining three military assassins realize their weakness for the first time, and the elite military assassins, who have always been afraid of death, began to quietly dodge their eyes.

Wang Fuxing shouted softly, and after no one answered, his expression became calmer, and he gently raised the frenzy in his hand, and the black and gloomy sword pointed directly at the three military assassins behind him who already had the intention of retreating, and the murderous force was surging!

"They gave it to me to kill."

A sad laugh rang out.

A young man appeared in front of Wang Fuxing, covered in blood, and the fiery red flame symbol on his chest was even more obvious, but the ten brothers who originally followed him were now five left.

"Didn't protect the safety of the eldest lady. Even if our mission fails, these miscellaneous pieces will be handed over to Blaze to deal with, and we will ask Wang Shao to give us a chance to make up for our mistakes, at the very least, let us give an explanation to the head of the family. ”

The young man said gloomily, coughed lightly, coughed up blood, and laughed at himself: "I can die, this word is really nothing to be afraid of for me, and my brother is not afraid of death, so please take a step back, if we kill these miscellaneous heads, I will let my brothers take my head back with these miscellaneous heads, I am responsible for the failure of this mission, at least I can save the lives of my brothers, if we die in battle, our skills are not as good as others, and we can be regarded as a worthy death, and the flame of the people, die in the hands of their own people, it is a shame, It is glorious to die at the hands of the enemy! So please Wang Shaocheng! ”

Wang Fuxing's head tilted slightly, and he nodded calmly.

The young man, who was covered in blood and was also seriously injured, smiled openly, turned around directly, and rushed towards the three military assassin elites who had no fighting spirit.

Wang Fuxing's body shook slightly, and he stood firm again, looking at the scene of the mess and broken corpses, his eyes calm.

"Young Master."

A crisp voice rang out.

Wang Fuxing turned around abruptly.

I don't know when the twins who disappeared from the scene reappeared, pulling this man who was wearing an expensive suit but was constantly struggling with the help of a rope, and came to Wang Fuxing.

Tang Xiao!

Wang Fuxing narrowed his eyes, and there was a cold lightning in his eyes!

"Wang Shao, really speaking, we don't have any deep hatred. I'm just doing what my family does. Wang Shao, we have a common opponent, Tang Ning! Wang Shao, we should be friends, partners, not enemies! Wang Shao... Wang Shao..."

Tang Xiao tried his best to maintain an unnatural smile on his face, but the speed of his speech became more and more urgent.

After Wang Fuxing killed the two members of the military assassination unit in a single sword, Tang Xiao had already noticed that something was wrong, hesitated again and again, and finally did not dare to yarn, and quietly slipped away, he has always been a very life-sparing person, and he knows well the truth that he does not worry about leaving Qingshan without firewood, this time the fourteen military assassins besieged Wang Fuxing, which should have been a 100% success rate, but now such a scene has been formed, Tang Xiao can't figure it out when he is killed, seeing that his life may be threatened, he immediately chose to smear oil on the soles of his feet and slip away.

It's just that before he could run far, a young girl with an ordinary appearance and a pale face directly stopped him, tied him up and sent him directly to Wang Fuxing.

Looking at the broken corpses in front of him, Tang Xiao, who suddenly felt that something was wrong, immediately squeezed out a smile, and Xiao Zhi was moved by emotion and reason, just trying to escape this catastrophe.

People can be ambitious, they can be proud, but the premise is to live.

Dead, not even bullshit.

Wang Fuxing's expression did not move, holding the frenzy, and approached him step by step.

"Wang Shao, I think we can have a good chat, Tang Ning is on the opposite side of the two of us, I am willing to cooperate with Wang Shao with the greatest sincerity, please believe me, Wang Shao!"

Tang Xiao's tone became more and more urgent, he didn't know if there was a good man at the moment of life and death, but at least he wasn't, Tang Xiao at this time didn't have the contempt he had when he faced Wang Fuxing just now, but instead looked flattering.

Wang Fuxing was unmoved.

Tang Xiao gritted his teeth abruptly and continued, "Wang Shao, how about we play a big game?" You help me, help me sit in the position of the head of the Tang family, I will also help you revive the Wang family, and continue the good story of decades ago, what do you think? ”

"How old are you?"

Wang Fuxing said suddenly, he was already standing beside Tang Xiao, and slowly returned the frenzy in his hand to the sheath.

Tang Xiao was suddenly overjoyed, thinking that he had moved Wang Fuxing, he was overjoyed and sad, and he was greatly relieved, and said with a smile: "Twenty-five, the same age as Wang Shao, but in the future, Wang Shao is the elder brother, and my Tang Xiao is the younger brother!" ”

"Poof!"

The sound of a sharp blade piercing into the body suddenly sounded.

Tang Xiao's eyes suddenly widened, and he slowly lowered his head in disbelief.

Wang Fuxing's right hand, holding a black butterfly knife, was completely inserted into Tang Xiao's thigh.

"You!"

Tang Xiao just spit out a syllable.

Wang Fuxing instantly drew his knife and stabbed again.

The second knife is the right leg. The third knife left shoulder. The fourth knife is right shoulder.

Ear.

Nose.

Eye.

Mouth.

Wang Fuxing slashed Tang Xiao with a knife and a knife, with an indifferent expression.

Tang Xiao, whose facial features were lost and his limbs were wasted, twitched violently, whining and screaming, but he couldn't make too much noise.

Nineteen. Twenty. Twenty-one, twenty-two... Twenty-four.

Wang Fuxing's expression always remained calm, holding the spotted in his hand, and stabbing it down without the slightest hesitation.

Tang Xiao never died.

Wang Fuxing raised his head and glanced at him.

Twenty-five and the last.

stabbed into Tang Xiao's abdomen and slammed upward!

Disembowelment!

Tang Xiao's internal organs, intestines, and blood flowed out instantly!

The twins' faces were eerily rosy, and they resisted the urge to vomit and did not dare to move.

Xia Qinwei, who had always been looking at Wang Fuxing, fainted directly.

Tang Xiao.

The second in line to the throne of the Tang family.

The grandson of the grandfather, who was in charge of most of the Tang family's overseas affairs, was stabbed into the body by Wang Fuxing twenty-five times in a row, and he couldn't die anymore!

Wang Fuxing opened his eyes and looked at Tang Xiao, whose face was completely broken and his body was shattered on the ground, and said calmly: "It's cheap for you." ”

The so-called retribution is unpleasant, and that's it.

Wang Fuxing squatted down, wiped the spots on Tang Xiao's corpse, and said nothing.

Behind. Neighborhood.

An Audi A8L with a commercial vehicle slowly pulled up to the side of the road.

In the Audi A8L, which seemed to have waited for Dao Wang Fuxing to kill Tang Xiao with his own hands, the car door opened, and a handsome and almost demonic young man slowly got out of the car, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Wang Shaoda for his revenge." ”

Qin Tianjiao!

Wang Fuxing's expression was calm, he looked at Zi Rat and Qin Tianjiao who walked off the Audi, and said calmly: "What are you doing?" ”

In the business car behind the A8L, seven people got out of the car in turn.

The one at the top is an unkempt old monk wearing a dirty monk's robe.

Qin Tianjiao's smile was soothing, full of confidence, and he said confidently and almost conceitedly: "Qin Mou has no other meaning, but he came here tonight, he just wanted to borrow Wang Shao's life, and I hope that Wang Shao will not be stingy." ”