Soul Assassin Gate, the largest assassin organization in the Three Realms, its purpose is as written on the lintel, if you want to kill people and give money, you can kill immortals and give money, no matter what you kill, as long as someone pays for it, of course, the price is right, the Soul Assassin Gate will release the news price, someone will receive the goods, and everything will go smoothly.

In the words of the Assassin Boss, we don't produce assassins, we are a platform, just a channel, a middleman, and an organization that serves the public. Because of its anonymous delivery, the protection measures are good. Business is good.

There is a throne in the hall, the floor paved with fine white jade shines with a warm light, there seems to be a curling mist shrouding the unreal palace in the distance, the phoenix carved from sandalwood spreads its wings, and the floating windows carved from green tiles are stacked with jade.

Underground, singing and dancing are leveling, sleeves fluttering, bells are ringing, and music is melodious. The sandalwood lit on the pedestal was smoky. Deep palace, erosion and drunken gold.

Yin Yu walked to the throne and sat down, and a figure came to him and knelt down.

"Master, this is the price of the richest man!" the Darkbringer handed over a list.

"Well, okay, it looks like this guy is going to clear his name and kill his mouth!" Yin Yu nodded.

"However, this is an expedited, and it costs more!" added Yin Yu.

"Yes, master, command it at once!" said the messenger.

"What else?" asked the Shadow Whisper Seeing that the Lightbringer hadn't left.

"The Great General of Windy City, Mingyu, has sent a signal that he wants to meet you," the messenger replied.

"Well, what can this guy do, get in the way. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a white light in the distance, a young man in white, shaking a fan in his hand, his face was pale and weak, but there was a bit of yin in his eyes, it was Mingyu, the elder brother of Monk Ming.

As soon as Mingyu fell, in the surrounding darkness, dozens of figures came in an instant, surrounding him in the middle.

Yin Yu said unhurriedly: "Yes, my junior brother is good at spells, I don't know how to enter my dungeon, General Ming." ”

Mingyu pressed his left hand on the sword and said on guard: "Follow your shadow, but don't be afraid, I will do business with you." Yin Yu waved back on both sides and said, "Stand down." ”

"Who are you going to kill?"

"Qincheng Wood Eighteen," Mingyu gritted his teeth.

"What are you going to kill, the Boss of the Eight Cities, the Red Man Mu Eighteen of the Heavenly Realm?" Yin Yu asked with wide eyes.

"Why don't you dare, I'm afraid, this is a thousand taels of black gold!" Mingyu asked defiantly, throwing out a bag of money.

The Black and Gold Three Realms Ritual Weapon is a necessary cultivation substance, and cannot be measured in gold.

Yin Yu caught the cushion for a moment, smiled ghostly, and the shadow instantly came to Mingyu's side and whispered, "It's not easy to offend such a big person?"

"What do you mean, don't dare to do it!" Mingyu's face was slightly cold, and he waved his hand and was about to leave.

But when he saw the yin language, he smiled and said, "You have to add money!"

Qincheng, the snow is falling, the whole city is covered in silver, the snow is white, the streets on both sides can not see the intersection clearly, Mu Shibazhan exhaled on the avenue, the weather is cold, but the heart is not cold. What's more, the whole city tree is wrapped in red brocade, and the red lanterns are hanging everywhere, and the red one is red.

Even the tavern where the old tree was originally open at the gate of the city has been replaced with a new wine flag, and there is a big happy child on the door, which is particularly dazzling. People come and go on the street, crowded, lively, it seems that it is not affected by Yu Tianxiang, the owner of the Qin Building, and the singing and dancing everywhere are peaceful.

It was a warm spring when I left Qin, and it was a cold winter day when I came back. A year has passed, Mu 18 felt very cordial in his heart, and came to a place where there was a place to drink flower wine Yuyi Red Courtyard, Mu 18 had just stood, and an old bustard raised his eyes to see Mu 18 and smiled: "This little brother is very familiar, come and warm up inside." ”

The old bustard didn't know that after this period of tempering, Mu Eighteen's skin was different from the past, the skin was very different from before, delicate and smooth, and a little cyan air surged on the skin, and the appearance of the green underworld realm was about to be completed. At first glance, he was a cultivator of the Three Realms, if she knew that this was Mu Eighteen who used to tease girls outside and drink and owe debts, it is estimated that her eyes would have rolled up a long time ago.

Mu Eighteen likes to drink well, but he hasn't drunk flower wine, one is that he has no money, and the other is that he is not interested, it's not that he is not interested in girls, just because these girls are also other people's daughters, so he can't do it!

The old bustard looked at Mu Eighteen's face and said slightly: "This is for the little brother, don't be shy, I have all kinds of tastes in the three realms, if the little brother has a heavy taste, I still have it, the female demon beast, the female grizzly bear, the big hippopotamus ......"

Mu Shibai waved his hand and said, "Eldest sister, it's okay, I'll vomit besides!"

"A man is not romantic when he is old, but he will regret it when he is old. A middle-aged man on the second floor of Yiyi Red Courtyard looked at the lively scene underground and sighed at Mu Eighteen.

Mu 18 looked up and saw this middle-aged man, his face was unfamiliar, but he had sword eyebrows and sideburns, a big face in Chinese characters, eyes that were not big or small like a phoenix, a firm nose bridge, a wide mouth, and a very handsome uncle, yellow clothes, looking like microwave flow, it seemed to be a first-class thing. The whole temperament is incompatible with the flower building, and it seems a little abrupt.

It shouldn't be from Qincheng, Mu Eighteen didn't say anything, smiled politely, and prepared to leave.

"This young man, why don't you come up and have a drink, okay?" The man upstairs suddenly sent out an invitation, Mu Eighteen had no intention of entering such a place, but it was not easy to refuse directly. Dare to hurriedly say: "It's bothering." Walking up to the second floor, the old bustard Benyu stepped forward to ask if there were any other needs, but he was a person who was in the rivers and lakes, and when he saw the eyes of the man upstairs, he left with interest and greeted other customers at the door.

Mu Eighteen came to the man, a glass of sake on the pear blossom table, the man was dressed luxuriously, and two bewitching women behind him were waiting left and right, one of them Mu Eighteen knew each other, Yihong Lou Cui girl, generally does not accompany guests, it seems that this man spent a lot of silver taels.

The man saw Mu Eighteen coming, waved his hand to let the two women leave, and said, "This son, you're welcome, please take a seat!"

Mu Eighteen Ji said: "Thank you, I don't know if Your Excellency respects Chen?" As he spoke, Xiao Si had already put on a set of utensils.

The man smiled and said, "My surname is rare, and my surname is a single name." Mu Eighteen was just about to sit down, and immediately stopped, listening to this tone is a bit big, Tianyi, Tianyi is the first person! The man glanced at Mu Eighteen and said: "This is the son, don't think about it, Tianzi is the original surname, and one is just my son in the family, and this name is inherent." ”

Mu Eighteen laughed and said, "I see, I also thought that Your Excellency was the honorific title of the first person in the world, I don't know where Your Excellency came from?"

Tianyi man said: "I, I came from Jiancheng, to sell food for a living, passing by Qincheng, I saw you, little brother, with a dignified appearance, you can see a rare talent, so I took the liberty of asking you to come up and talk about it." ”

Mu Shiba's face was slightly red and said: "After the award, I am just a small citizen of Qincheng, and I just came back from other places. As he spoke, he sat down and looked at the wine jug, the man had no intention of pouring wine for Mu Eighteen.

Mu Eighteen didn't care so much, he took it and helped him fill it, and then wrapped his cup around the wine, then poured it full, and drank it gently.

After drinking it in one sip, I immediately felt that the wine was good, but I hated that the cup was too small, and the wine was soft in the throat, and suddenly it was like a drop of water into the pond, and I was surprised that there were ripples, and when the ripples were fleeting, a strong fragrance coiled along the throat to the top of the head, and it did not disperse for a long time.