The moon is dark and the wind is high and the night kills.

But tonight there is a moon, and there is no wind. A faint crescent moon hung obliquely in the sky.

The cold moonlight swayed miserly among the weeping willows on both sides of the street.

The murderous intent came from the shadows.

Sheng Shi took out a Jinggang sword from the spirit ring, which was left to him by his sister when she left.

He doesn't know how to use swordsmanship, because the family rules stipulate that only the third layer of the day after tomorrow is eligible to enter the library to select exercises.

The so-called swordsmanship is only a part of the most basic sword moves in the cultivation of wooden swords, which only includes chopping and slashing, washing and stabbing, and stirring and pressing the clouds.

At this moment, he held his sword again, and slashed it across his chest.

"The ignorant are fearless. ”

The hoarse voice of the black robe silently disappeared into the darkness, as if his lips were only moving, and no sound came out.

Indeed, only he could hear this, just like the black-robed himself, who stood there, but no one could see him.

Sheng Shi turned his head and glanced in the direction of the black robe, suspiciously.

"Hey, that's interesting. The black robe said in amazement, "There are no more than five fingers that can sense my existence in the entire Shenzhou Empire. This little guy's spirit is so powerful? This little guy is a bit mysterious, but it's a pity that his cultivation is too low now, but he will definitely be a legend in the future. I want to marry my young lady, hehe......"

Sheng Shi turned back again, made sure there was no danger, and turned back again.

The black robe closed his mouth unconsciously, staring at him with a smile, "Little guy, if you have a chance, the old man will definitely give you a good fate." ”

Sheng Bai drew his sword and stepped forward, shouting angrily, "Show up." ”

Sheng Ruoli's fingertips, purple-gold flames beating.

Sheng Shi shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, his cultivation was too low, and he was protected everywhere.

He is now even used to being protected, which is a terrible habit.

In his heart, he longs to become stronger, and he desires all the time.

Only by becoming stronger can you protect the people you value.

Only by becoming stronger can you endure the ridicule of others more freely.

Only by becoming stronger can we control our own destiny.

Twice he stood with his sword, both times he was powerless. But his strong heart is even stronger.

He regretted giving the body refining exercises to his father, but he firmly believed that he would have a better future and would not lose himself for a practice that stopped at immortals.

His goal is the entire continent, even above the stars. This is the real prosperity.

Swords came from all directions.

In vain piercing the silence of the night.

The Assassin's sword was anything but ornate, even somewhat mundane.

It's just a thorn.

Pierced in the night, and pierced into the night.

The goal is clear and singular.

The direction of the sword is only one person.

Spirit. A low-level martial artist of the third layer of the day after tomorrow.

The sword of the roast rises.

Swords collide with swords, crisp and loud.

Sheng Ruoli stepped forward.

A long sword of flame lit up the night sky.

One against four.

Sweat spilled in the night, and the blood of the Assassins was thrown in the air.

Sheng Ruoli flew away from the purple skirt, and the smell of meat overflowed with the long sword.

Sheng Shi holds the sword, closes his eyes and concentrates.

He was waiting, waiting for the crooked-necked willow, the last assassin.

An acquired sixth-layered, unnoticed assassin.

Eight innate second-layer assassins came out together, just to cover the assassin of the sixth layer after tomorrow.

Cover his one-hit kill.

Waiting is undoubtedly the most painful and lengthy thing.

Instant eternity.

Timing an attack was an essential quality for an Assassin.

He thought the time had come.

A man and a woman have no time to take care of anything else.

The prey closes its eyes in fear.

His patience was at its limit.

Out of the sword!

Stab!!!

The black robe wasn't sure whether to make a move, he liked the little guy named Sheng Shi, and he even had the urge to take him as an apprentice. But in the end he resisted the urge to make a move, and he wanted to see how the little guy would escape.

The assassin smug as he stabbed his sword at his prey.

Without the blessing of spiritual power, only the inertia of the body can be deceived by the man and woman, and the fear of the death of the prey can be harvested silently.

He thought he had succeeded, and the smile on his face grew.

His sword was only three inches from the heart of his prey.

In the end, his smile froze on his face, and he looked at those clear and deep eyes in disbelief.

His sword could no longer move forward.

For at this moment, a sword had pierced his chest and pierced his heart.

The cold sword condensed in the fiery heart, and he heard the sound of the heart breaking, there was no pain, only unwillingness.

"No way!" he said with difficulty.

Sheng Shi held the sword, looked down at the sword in his chest, and said, "You're too slow. ”

"Impossible!" he said reluctantly, "why!"

"Because I don't know swordsmanship, I can only use basic sword moves, and I've been practicing this move for nine years. Sheng Shi said, "I am more of an assassin than you. ”

"I regret that I didn't use spiritual power. "Your sword is too fast! You're the real Assassin." ”

Sheng Shi said, "If you use spiritual power, I will only be seriously injured, but you will also die." ”

"I believe that I will die at your hands, and I will not be wronged. Watch out for your people. The sword in his hand fell, and he let out a long howl unwillingly, and fell to the ground.

"Let's go!" The remaining four Assassins instantly left the battlefield and disappeared into the night.

"Young master!" Sheng Bake didn't care about the wounds on his body, he observed carefully, and after confirming that Sheng Shi was okay, he sat on the ground with his butt and gasped for breath.

"Brother Shi, you are so mighty!" Sheng Ruoli said with a smile, "Just now, what did he mean when he told you to be careful of your people? Could it be Sheng Ruoyu's hands and feet?"

Sheng Shi said, "Do you believe the Assassin's words? ”

"A man is about to die, but his words are good. Sheng Bai said, "Their goal is very clear, and it is for the young master." I'm sure they're from the royal family. But the assassin who assassinated the young master made you careful of the people of the family, for fear that there was something else hidden. This matter must be reported to the patriarch and asked him to investigate it thoroughly. ”

The black robe smiled, and there was a slight fluctuation in the space of laughter.

"I always felt like there were still people. Sheng Shi glanced in the direction of the black robe again, "I'm not sure either, it's just intuition." ”

"After drinking too much, are you still scared?" Sheng Ruoli said with a grin, "After a fight, I feel like I'm hungry again." Why don't we go back and get some food?"

"I was scared. Sheng Shi shook his head, thought about his shrunken wallet, and hurriedly said, "Hurry home!"

"Stingy, I saved your life just now!Shouldn't you show it?" Sheng Ruoli muttered dissatisfiedly, "I only ate your fifty gold coins for one meal, as for being scared like this." ”

"I'll eat it tomorrow night. Sheng Shi said embarrassedly, "Trouble Big Brother Bake to deal with the scene, and the spoils will be yours." ”

Sheng Bai said, "Don't worry, young master, I will definitely deal with it properly, as if nothing happened." ”

Sheng Ruoli said with a smile, "It's pretty much the same." Tomorrow I won't have to be reserved, just have a good meal. ”

Shengshi has a black line, and his heart says, are you still reserved?