Takeshi is a killer, a lone killer. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He took pleasure in killing people and charged exorbitantly.

Emei event, of course he will not miss it, if there is a chance, he does not mind earning the first person to pick the delicate flowers of Mount Emei.

Emei has a long way to go, and along the way, Wusheng takes on some assassination missions from time to time to earn some money to squander.

He is a good woman, so every time he goes to a town, he will inevitably go to the green building in this town to have fun.

Near Mount Emei, when Wu Sheng was eating in a restaurant in a town, he encountered an interesting incident.

A man in a green shirt killed two beggar gang disciples.

At first glance, it doesn't sound funny, but if you see the man make a move, you'll find it very interesting.

Wu Sheng was very interested in the man in the green shirt, so he took the initiative to find the disciples of the beggar gang and took over the task of assassinating the man in the green shirt.

He only has two conditions for taking the task, the first is interest, and the second is when there is no money.

Every time before killing, Wu Sheng will recharge his energy and keep his best condition until the moment he makes a move.

So he slept well and woke up in the second half of the night, when the people were most asleep.

Originally, he planned to make a move, but he was preempted by a mysterious man in nightwalk, so he could only wait in secret.

He didn't care who sent the man in the nightcoat, he only cared if the other party would die.

Silently leaning against the door, Wu Sheng clearly heard the conversation in the target room.

The man in the nightcoat left in vain, and it was time for him to make a move.

knocked the shopkeeper unconscious, and Wu Sheng knocked on the door with a pot of hot tea.

All went well, his sword stabbed into his target's chest, even though it only pierced the skin, but as soon as he gently sent the sword in his hand, the opponent would die instantly.

The other party's light work is fast, but the result is the same for him.

Inevitably, he developed contempt.

It's just that just when he was feeling bored and wanted to end the target's life, he suddenly felt some itching in his neck.

Then, he died.

The world was plunged into darkness.

In reality, after he was forced offline, he was still at a loss.

True, he had no idea how he died......

It really was a tragic ending.

Luckily, this game also has a death replay feature.

Before the Sansheng Stone, Wu Sheng ignored the reincarnation prompt that he needed to wait a week before he could enter the chivalrous rivers and lakes again, and directly checked the death replay.

A moment later, Wu Sheng silently landed on the chivalrous Jianghu forum and posted a post.

"I'm Wusheng, and today I was killed by a leaf."

In the post, Wu Sheng recorded in detail his mental journey after being killed.

After writing the post, Wu Sheng finally felt better, so he had nothing to do and began to browse the rest of the posts on the forum.

Suddenly, he discovered something even more interesting.

"I'm the general of the Yang family of Tiance Mansion, and Yang is invincible......"

"I teach Wei Tian to laugh ......"

"I'm just a little killer......"

When he clicked in, Wu Sheng was in a better mood, no wonder he looked at that person's cloak and looked familiar, it turned out to be Wei Tianxiao.

Well, doesn't he still have a few difficult brothers, I believe there will be more in the future.

game, inn rooms.

The system prompts: "The magic hand is empty-handed, and the comprehension is complete."

Clever Hands: Hands

Realm: Level 1

Proficiency: 0%

Outside the window, the sky is already bright, and the shops on the street are opening their doors one after another.

Xiao Budian was not interested in the slightest and gave both cheats to his mother, and unwillingly searched the assassin for a long time, but he never found anything again.

"Poor ghost."

Yujie ignored her daughter's dissatisfaction, just looked at the two cheats in her hand with a very strange expression.

She had heard of the martial arts recorded in these two secret books, or rather, she knew who the people who had learned these two martial arts were.

Wu Sheng, a lone killer.

This person has no sect or faction, and it is rumored that the Seven Killers wanted to absorb him as an inner disciple, but they refused without hesitation.

There are not many famous killers in the rivers and lakes, except for Yuan Thirteen, who has learned the legendary Thirteen Swords to kill him, only Wu Sheng, a lone killer, remains.

His most powerful martial arts are the very spicy, unpredictable "Soul Chasing Sword" swordsmanship and "Cloud Dragon Three Folds" light martial arts.

With these two martial arts, Wusheng has not failed a single assassination mission so far.

In comparison, Wusheng's fame is even higher than that of Yuan Thirteen.

No one has ever seen Yuan Thirteen's shot, and learning to kill the thirteen swords is just a rumor, and it is even more mysterious.

Wusheng is different, and many people have seen his shot, so his momentum is also higher.

With the two cheats in her hand, Yujie could conclude that the killer who died was Wusheng.

This made her even more surprised and shocked.

From her daughter's mouth, she learned that Xinghuan was very powerful, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Standing up, Yujie put the secret book in her hand in front of Xinghuan, and her eyes fell on the blood-stained place on her chest.

"You're hurt?"

Xinghuan picked up the cheats and looked at it, and said casually: "A little flesh wound, it's fine."

Xiao Budian gave up the worthless corpse and said with contempt: "Uncle, I advise you not to be a hero in front of my mother, you see that your face has turned white."

Xinghuan frowned, he did feel a little dizzy and his body was weak.

For a while, there didn't seem to be a lot of blood from the wound.

On the bed, Xinghuan was lying with his eyes closed, the clothes on his chest had been pulled apart, and a small wound was constantly bleeding.

Yujie took out the Jin Chuangsan she carried with her and sprinkled it evenly on the wound.

Xiao Budian next to him continued to fall asleep and went back to sleep, and unceremoniously occupied Xinghuan's arm again.

Little girls always like to hold something when they sleep.

"You're the lady of the teahouse outside town?"

Xinghuan suddenly remembered where the familiarity that the woman brought him came from.

The fragrance of the woman's body seems familiar.

Yujie didn't seem surprised at all, and said with a smile: "I'm not a boss lady, that person is just my companion, just acting on the spot."

Xinghuan doesn't care about the relationship between women and others, he cares more about whether the money can be returned.

"Are you ......?"

"No withdrawals."

Xinghuan sighed, sure enough, the little money fan is genetic.

"Pour me a glass of water."

Yujie readily agreed.

The water is tea, and the cup is a porcelain cup.

After thinking about it, Yujie smiled charmingly, sat on the edge of the bed, and put Xinghuan's head on her bare thigh.

The teacup was handed to his mouth, Xinghuan drank half of it, and the remaining half cup was sprinkled on his thigh by Yujie intentionally or unintentionally.

The black stockings were wet, clinging tightly to the white skin.

Glancing at it, Xinghuan was very helpless and said, "It's a waste of you like this."

He was really thirsty and really just wanted to drink water.

Yujie picked up the teapot next to him and poured another cup of tea, brought it to his mouth, and said softly: "There is a lot of tea, and it is okay to waste some."

In this way, half a cup and half a cup of tea were gently fed to Xinghuan by Yujie.

As for the remaining half of the cup, there is no need to say more.

"I'm full."

"yes, I happened to be thirsty."

Gently raising her chin, Yujie drank the poured tea.

It's just that, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, a trace of crystal tea slipped down the corner of his mouth, passed through the jade neck, and disappeared into the placket.

She seemed to be really thirsty, cup after cup.

The room was quiet, save for the occasional sound of pouring tea.

Suddenly, Yujie broke the silence and said, "Why don't you open your eyes and take a look?"

Xinghuan sighed: "I'm afraid that if I open my eyes, I will be reluctant to close them again."

Just because he wasn't tempted doesn't mean he can ignore temptation.

Yujie put down the teapot and teacup and said, "I thought you were asleep."

Xinghuan felt the softness and tenderness under his head, and said comfortably: "It seems that I should pretend to be asleep."

Yujie laughed and said, "You don't look good when you sleep."

Xinghuan agreed: "Yes."

Noise grew outside the window.

Inside the house, Yujie gently wiped the wetness from the corners of her mouth, and said softly, "The cloak behind you is Wei Tianxiao?"

Xinghuan let out a lazy "um".

Yujie was curious and said, "He's still alive?"

Xinghuan said indifferently: "It's dead."

Smiling, Yujie lowered her head, exhaled like a lan, and said: "Help my sister a gang, if it happens, my sister can promise you a condition."

After a pause, her red lips came to Xinghuan's ear again, and her voice was shy and coquettish: "When the time comes, you can do whatever you want."

As he spoke, a bare hand stroked the open chest in a circle.

Xinghuan grabbed the soft and boneless jade hand on his chest, and after rubbing it for a while, he suddenly asked, "How old is Xiaobu?"

Yu Jie was stunned, and said unexplained: "Sixteen."

It's only sixteen, and he thinks it's eighteen, after all, it's too well developed.

Silently counting his age, he admitted the title of the woman's sister in front of him.

casually grabbed another jade hand that was teasing on his chest, and said lazily: "I'm not free."