There was already a slight contraction in the corner of the black-clothed man's eyes, that was the beginning of the smile, it was a wonderful thing to be able to get rid of one of the top combat power of the Traceless Village at the beginning of the operation, and the two of them had even begun to imagine how the top boss would reward them.

Gradually, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and under the pitch-black mask, a slight smile was pulled, and at the same time, the originally steady breathing also had a slight undetectable fluctuation at this time, which represented the nervousness of imminent success, and also the nervousness of killing people.

No matter in the veteran killer, at the moment of his move, there will be a slight change in his mood, the difference is only that he can adjust him immediately, super masters like Yan Hong and Wei Zhuang, when the strange feelings have just arisen, they will be immediately extinguished, and in popular terms, it is called, joy and anger are invisible.

Obviously, this group of killers can't do this, although they try their best to control zhì, but they haven't been able to restrain the instinct of the creatures, and it is this thousandth of a second of negligence that they have not been able to avoid the disaster of killing.

Two emerald sword qi had already pierced their throats, and the green leaves condensed by the true qi turned into two sharp blades, instantly crushing the assassin's throat bone, without dragging mud and water, not even a drop of blood fell to the ground.

The technique is skillful and capable, and a crisis has been resolved silently.

The creatures thought they were corpses, and the green leaves covered them like a tide, and gradually the two people were absorbed by an invisible force, and the emerald green leaves wrapped them into two cocoons.

Immediately, as if the cocoon had been brought to life, the two corpses shrivelled and shrunk at a rate visible to the naked eye, leaving behind only a pile of fine powder, which we usually call ashes.

The long eyelashes blinked slightly, and the young secretary called it a day. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that the seemingly elegant and dignified Shao Si Ming would have such a ruthless killing method, which was a real corpse.

All the spirit of the assassin has become the nourishment of Shao Si's practice, and it can be said that people can become the best fertilizer for plants.

As soon as Qiē returned to calm, a gust of wind opened the window, which seemed extremely sudden, and then looked at the bed, Shao Si Ming was long gone, leaving only a shallow footprint on the windowsill.

In the dead of night, the moon hangs high. Piece by piece of moonlight. Gently sprinkled down, sprinkled on the eaves, sprinkled on the riverside, sprinkled on the ancient towers towering into the night sky, sprinkled on the vines and arrowroot hanging walls. The bluestone-paved path was deserted, and the moonlight shone with a little silver light. In a quaint house, a shadow in a purple Luo shirt was reflected, through the door. The swaying figure loomed, and there was an unsettling aura in the air, a harbinger of an impending storm.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Zhang Xu gently took off the pearl hairpin. seemed to be afraid of hurting his tender hair, looking at the exquisite wedding dress reflected in the mirror, Zhang Xu smiled unconsciously, very comfortable.

In front of the hanger. Shang Danyun carefully smoothed every corner of the wedding dress, and glanced back at her young lady from time to time, and couldn't help but flash a ray of surprise in her eyes.

So many years. It's the first time I've seen Miss wear such gorgeous women's clothes, and it's really a sentence that is correct, people rely on clothes, and today's Miss will compare all the other brides.

Thinking about it, Shang Danyun's mind was full of joy, as a woman, Shang Danyun also has her own careful thoughts, she is now a real maid in the room, thinking about Young Master Yan Hong's coming to frame and serve, Shang Danyun's white face is a little feverish.

However, before she could recover her strength, the candle flame in the room suddenly went out, and she turned around subconsciously, but found that her young lady had covered her mouth with her bare hands, and Shang Danyun couldn't help but have round eyes full of doubts.

"Murderous!"

Sticking to the root of Shang Danyun's ears, Zhang Xu gently spit out three words, and then retracted the breath of his whole body, and his slender body tightened, like a bull's horn bow, the bowstring was full, just waiting for a fatal blow.

Shang Danyun also subconsciously clenched his fists, and after nearly 20 years of accompanying each other day and night, the tacit understanding between the two women can be described as natural.

A gust of wind blew out the red lanterns in front of the door, striking each other, making a crackling sound, and the great priest, who had already fallen asleep, sat up violently, and leaned quietly on the head of the bed, and the wide tent was blown open by the wind.

Da Si Ming didn't seem to realize it at all, his hands pulled up his long hair thinly, tied a slipknot, and just sat half-sitting, his eyes half-open and half-closed, but the strength in his hands was not revealed.

The moonlight quietly diffuses, and the night, dances on the fingertips of the wind. The past is worth remembering: on this moonlit night, I sighed deeply by the window. To experience that indescribable feeling.

Honglian put on a pink dress again, but her hair was changed to a cloud bun, and on the arm of her right hand, the crystal red sword was tightly wrapped around her waist like a snake plate, and her left hand was crossed at the waist, ready to attack.

His eyes turned around, but he looked at Hongyu's courtyard, and smiled playfully at the corner of his mouth, not knowing that those who didn't want to die would go to the eldest sister's room, it would be really bad luck.

Looking at Hongyu's house, it is also printed with Honglian's thoughts, eight corpses are lying crookedly in the courtyard, and they have been nailed to death in the courtyard before they enter the door, Hongyu's figure falls gracefully on the roof, but her eyes have already flown to the courtyard where Yan Hong is.

With Duanmu Rong by her side, and next to the courtyard of the Snow Girl, and the martial arts of these two girls are not first-class, the more she thinks about it, the more worried Hongyu feels, and with a wave of her sleeve robe, she is still wearing her favorite red dress, and she is speeding towards Yan Hong's room.

The moonlight shone through the shade of the trees, leaking a shimmering piece of jade. The moon is like a big jade plate, sprinkling the moonlight on every treetop, it feels so comfortable, how soft!

Soft, soft, like freshly washed silk, like a baby's trickling skin. At this time, the clear light pouring from the high-rise buildings, the orange lights that slipped out of the small windows, and this elegant moonlight constituted a wonderful work, no wonder even the great poet Li Bai wanted to "raise a glass to invite the bright moon", that round of clear bright moon, calmed the pain, tiredness and anger, made them sleep; Moonlight, dissolves hatred, ** and incomprehension, makes them disappear, moonlight, makes the arrogance of the successful and the inferiority of the loser fall asleep at the same time, it has a tolerant heart!

The streamer is in front, the jade foot steps on the moon, and the three thousand silver filaments dance with the wind, just like the fairy singing and dancing in the moon, however, the white ribbon has long been dyed red, and the silent night has a dazzling red, even if it is the Lingbo fairy, it is difficult to hide the anger in his heart.

At the end of the song, the dance of death never misses, and at this moment, everyone, all eyes, fall on the same point.

Yan Hong! (To be continued......)