Sabier's dissatisfaction with Ye Guyu suddenly soared to the peak after arriving on the thirty-sixth floor of the Zhongtian Hotel.

The High Priest of the Heavenly Heavens of the Western Apocalypse had just arrived in front of the first carved mahogany gate of the President's Set, when two white shadows suddenly emerged from the dark corner like ghosts, and stopped in front of Sabir silently.

Like the two white-robed women in Ye Guyu's room, these two white shadows are also graceful, plump and attractive young women, wrapped in white Arab robes, and only four eyes are coldly staring at Sabir, shining with a cold cold, as if something tangible, piercing deep into Sabir's bone marrow.

If it is an ordinary person, being forced by such four glances, I am afraid that I will tremble and slip out of the ground.

Anyone who sees such a gaze will have no doubt that as long as one of them does not respond properly, the owner of this gaze will immediately take his own life.

Sabir is no stranger to the methods of the "Skyhawk Assassin".

As long as you know a little about the "Skyhawk", it is very clear that the most terrifying thing about the "Skyhawk Assassin" is not the poisonous dagger or the various assassination methods, but the desperate means of death.

No matter when, no matter where, the same fate will never be the means of the Aquila Assassin Zuihou.

Unlike some Assassins, who were forced to die with their assassins, every Aquila Assassin had a mortal intent on their mission. "All the same" was just one of the common assassination tactics chosen by the Aquila Assassins.

If the best way to ensure a successful assassination is to die together, any Skyhawk Assassin will not hesitate to rush up and grab the assassin and die together!

Perhaps the assassin's martial arts were higher than the Assassin's. He was quicker than the Assassin and sharper in his weapons than the Assassin. In the face of such extreme means, the effectiveness of all other means of defense immediately drops to the lowest point.

When the assassinated subject wields a blade at the Aquila Assassin. The Aquila Assassin never retreats or dodges, but rushes at the blade, and when your knife stabs into the Assassin's chest, the poisonous dagger in his hand pierces you through the heart.

And "Sky Eagle" seems to have some kind of secret technique, which can stimulate the full potential of the human body in an instant, and the liliang of the dying blow, the speed. Far beyond the usual, the power is extraordinarily great.

This is the real "dead man".

Both men and women!

But Sabir was not afraid.

This method of an ordinary Heavenly Eagle assassin could not threaten the Heavenly High Priest, the head of the Five Great Witch Saints of the Western Apocalypse Sect.

"Get out of the way!"

Sabir glared and shouted angrily.

Sabir came alone.

This is one of the reasons why Sabir is angry.

Ye Guyu has a lot of stinky rules.

According to Sabir's temper, these stinky problems just can't get used to it.

How about the Skyhawk?

Ye Wang?

Sabir never thought so!

Without the full support of the Western Apostasy and the full support of the Master, Ye Guyu, an Oriental, can join the "Sky Eagle"? Can you be as powerful as you are today?

You can't forget your roots!

Sabir is certainly not too talented. Patriarch Rong Tian has always relied on him, which is the main reason.

Sabir has great respect and loyalty to his master.

The two white-robed women didn't hear Sabir's reprimand. Under the bright crystal chandelier, two cold lights flickered. They were two daggers, no more than twenty centimeters long. The blade is blue, and it is obvious that it is highly poisonous.

This is not a temporary poison. Instead, the entire dagger was soaked in highly toxic drugs for an unknown amount of time, and the highly toxic drugs had already contaminated the entire blade of the dagger. As long as a little skin is scratched, the highly toxic toxin will instantly flow into the heart with the bloodstream.

Sabir was furious.

He came to Zhongtian Hotel tonight, and he did not make an appointment with Ye Guyu in advance.

Sabir had come to rejuvenate the teacher to ask for sin.

But who doesn't know the "enchantresses" around Ye Guyu?

Who doesn't know that he is the guest of King Ye?

These two stupid women dared to show their swords in front of him!

It just doesn't make sense!

Sabir shot.

Unceremoniously.

No one can dangle a poisonous dagger in front of the Western Sect Witch Saint.

While others were afraid of the Aquila Assassin's fierceness to death, Sabir was not afraid.

In the face of absolute strength, no matter how desperate the tactics are, it is futile.

"Get out of here!"

Sabir let out a loud shout and walked straight forward.

The daggers in the hands of the two enchantresses raised and stabbed Sabir without hesitation. They did know Sabir, and they did know that Sabir was King Ye's guest, but this did not affect their action at the moment. Without King Ye's order, anyone who dares to break into the president's suite will be killed.

It doesn't matter who he is!

They are the dead soldiers of the Ye King!

It's the enchantress of King Ye!

In their eyes, there is only one person on this shijie who must not be killed, and that is Ye Guyu - their father, their husband, and the supreme god in their hearts.

However, the two daggers failed to stab Sabir in the end.

Sabir ignored the two poisonous daggers, did not dodge or dodge, and strode over. The arms raised by the two enchantresses suddenly froze in mid-air, and their originally cold and ruthless eyes became empty and blank in an instant.

It was as if at this moment, their souls were suddenly stripped of their bodies.

The two people who were alive turned into clay sculptures and wood carvings in an instant, lifeless.

Then, the two enchantresses fell to the ground silently.

Sabir sneered.

How could the methods of the Great Wizards of the Western Sect be able to resist these low-level "Sky Eagle Assassins"?

Ye Guyu trained them to be like "walking dead", which was extremely terrifying for ordinary assassins, but in Sabiel's eyes, they were nothing.

Except that when necessary, their snow-white and delicate flesh can serve Ye Guyu between the beds. Sabir saw them as having no other value.

Sabir pushed open the carved mahogany door.

From here to the room where Ye Guyu is, you have to pass through the "triple door". The original design concept of the presidential suite of Zhongtian Hotel was "extremely luxurious". Let every guest who stays in the Presidential Suite. can instantly raise the pride and sense of accomplishment of "dominating the world".

After the first mahogany carved gate, there are two more "enchantresses".

But this time. They didn't stop Sabir anymore.

"Let him in."

Ye Guyu's deep voice came from the "depths" of the president's suit.

There is an incomparable majesty in the plainness.

From the first door to the presidential suite's living room, there was a distance of more than twenty meters, and through several closed and thick mahogany doors, Ye Guyu's deep voice came through, as if he was standing not far away and talking, and several mahogany doors did not cause any obstruction to this.

This kind of extremely strange situation in the eyes of outsiders has long been commonplace for enchantresses.

Sabir is also commonplace.

No one stopped him, but no one opened the door for him, let alone greeted him.

Everyone around Ye Guyu is very clear. How should we understand King Ye's instructions?

Sabir is not qualified to be greeted by King Ye.

The heavy carved door of the president's living room was pushed open with a palm, and Sabir strode in with a full face of anger. Ye Guyu was still standing quietly in front of the window, with his back to him, without the slightest intention of turning around.

The two white-robed enchantresses standing in the living room with their hands down didn't even blink their eyebrows.

King Ye did not give an order, in their eyes, Sabir was a transparent person. Completely non-existent.

Sabir turned blue with anger.

Except for Master, no one deliberately ignored him like this, not even Ye Guyu.

"Jiang Daoming!"

Sabir shouted angrily, on a swarthy neck. The green tendons swelled up, and the blood vessels in the forehead jumped even more suddenly.

"Jiang Daoming?"

Ye Guyu's upright back finally shook slightly, and slowly turned around. Look at Sabir.

It was an extremely handsome face, with sharp edges and corners. The lines are like knives and axes, and they are extremely resolute. His eyes flickered, even by the most demanding standards, Ye Guyu was a super beautiful man. If you have to be picky, it is that the edges and corners of his face are too hard, and they are not half soft.

Too much fortitude!

A man with this kind of face has an extremely tenacious character, and will go down without regrets towards the goal he has identified, never hesitate, never retreat, and vow not to give up until he reaches his goal.

But at this moment, Ye Guyu's eyes seemed to be a little foggy, with a little mist, as if something had pierced his heart at once, hooking up a certain emotion hidden in the deepest part.

It is not easy to arouse the hearts of a man like Ye Guyu in an instant.

There are too few things in the world that really deserve his attention.

But "Jiang Daoming" is clearly an exception!

Sabir met Ye Guyu's eyes, and looked straight back, without dodging, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

What's it packed in?

Others don't know that Jiang Daoming is Ye Guyu, don't I know either?

Many years ago, weren't you the boy from the Central Plains who was seriously injured and dying? Isn't it my master who saved your life? These scenes are vivid. You were embarrassed at that time, can you hide it from others, can you hide it from me, a person who saw it?

A sentence of "Jiang Daoming" will tear off the coat that took you twenty years to put on haode!

According to Sabier's meaning, the master should not have saved Jiang Daoming in the first place, these Han people in the Central Plains are all insidious and cunning, just like the story recorded in their own ancient books - the sub-line of the mountain wolf, the ambition is rampant!

Sabir didn't have a half-hearted affection for any Han Chinese.

This is especially true for Jiang Daoming.

I don't know what the reason is, since Sabir saw Jiang Daoming for the first time, this Han from the Central Plains made him feel extremely uneasy from the depths of his heart.

Willies!

Sabir had an extremely unpleasant premonition that one day, he would die at the hands of this Han man. (To be continued......)