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In the courtyard, the faint fragrance of flowers permeates the autumn breeze.

On the recliner, Xinghuan's eyes were full of exhaustion, and he was very listless.

The flying knife that killed the man just now consumed not a lot of spirit energy, so the spirit spirit was naturally insufficient.

couldn't help but yawn, he tightened the clothes on his body, and said casually: "Why don't you change the master of this county town?" ”

It seems that it is not indispensable to drive two wolves to devour tigers, one for two.

Chasing Ming shook his head slightly and said, "I can't change it." ”

Xinghuan raised his eyelids and said, "Why?" ”

As if he was infected, Chasing also yawned and said, "King Zhennan is the younger brother of the saint, and besides, things are far from being as simple as you think. ”

Sometimes, the checks and balances between the three forces are far more stable than the checks and balances between the two forces...

I didn't want to say more, and Xinghuan didn't bother to ask more.

The courtyard suddenly quieted down, and the two of them silently watched the sunset, experiencing the leisure at the moment.

The sound of hurried footsteps came, and in a blink of an eye, the man in black appeared at the gate of the courtyard, walked quickly to the side of the chaser, and said in a low voice: "My lord, I found it, it's Jing Ming." ”

Hearing this, Chaser's face suddenly became solemn.

Xinghuan didn't know why, and said, "Who is Jing Ming?" ”

Chase said: "The palace is looking for someone to kill you." ”

Xinghuan said: "Very powerful? ”

Chasing fate sighed: "The heir of Jing Ke, holding one of the top ten famous swords, the fish intestine sword, has not missed a single time for this so far. ”

Xinghuan was surprised and said, "Fish intestine sword? ”

Chasing his life helplessly, he said: "You should care about how to live." ”

Xinghuan smiled, stopped talking, and thought alone.

Fish intestine sword...

It seems that his luck is really good...

I didn't stay too long, and I was ready to leave.

Although the purpose of the palace has been exposed, the trouble has not decreased, and it is clear that he does not want him to interfere in this matter.

As for Xinghuan, he didn't bother to worry anymore.

The Ichthyosaurus Pill and the heart were pierced and he couldn't kill him, and he really didn't know what else to worry about.

In fact, there was nothing he could do about it, even if he was worried.

Now I can only rely on Xinghuan myself...

After picking up the wine glass on the table, Xinghuan suddenly said, "I forgot to tell you something." ”

After chasing his life, he was puzzled: "What's the matter?" ”

Xinghuan drank all the wine in the cup and said with a smile: "The wine is poisonous." ”

Chasing his life was stunned.

Poison in wine?

Like, he just drank a lot...

After closing his eyes and feeling for a moment, he looked at the man in black.

Silently, the man in black stood beside the cold corpse that was still standing and shook his head, indicating that no antidote had been found.

In order to kill Xinghuan, the poison prepared by the palace is of course not simple, and there is no antidote to the poison that is generally not simple.

Yang Tian was speechless for a moment, and then chased his life: "Why didn't you say it earlier." ”

Although he had already answered, Xinghuan still replied again and said, "I forgot." ”

He really forgot.

Poison was useless to him, and naturally, he ignored the fact that there was poison in the wine in the first place.

Chasing life suddenly felt weak, his eyes were very resentful, and he said, "Why are you okay?" ”

Xinghuan said indifferently: "My body has always been very good. ”

Chasing Life looked at Xinghuan, although he was sick at this time, he still looked calm, and he was completely shocked to the point that he had nothing to say.

Fortunately, this bit of poison can be lifted easily for Xinghuan.

After a while, Chaser dragged a body that seemed to have been hollowed out, his face was unusually pale, and he staggered out of Chunfeng Tower.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is obviously an overindulgence...

In this regard, chasing life wants to cry without tears.

The courtyard was calm again, and on the recliner, Xinghuan continued to quietly look at the sunset on the horizon, feeling a faint melancholy in his heart.

The body of the indifferent man has been chased and taken away, and the purpose is naturally to send it back to the palace.

He was unlucky, because not only was the palace giving him trouble, but even Xinghuan was also sending him trouble.

He was lucky again, although his body was hollowed out, but he survived...

Unconsciously, under the caress of the autumn wind, Xinghuan fell into a deep sleep.

The poor health has affected his spirit, and now he has consumed a lot of it and used it on the flying knife, so it is naturally difficult to resist the invasion of exhaustion.

After all, the sun still set, and night fell, and the bright moon hung high.

Jing Ming is a killer, the top killer of the Seven Killing Sects.

He has assassinated an old man who is powerless, a child who is harmless to humans and animals, and he has also assassinated the head of a faction, a top master...

So far, no one knows exactly how many people he killed, but he remembers it very well.

One hundred and twenty-eight!

These one hundred and twenty-eight people, whether they are old people, children, or women, he takes each one seriously and does his best.

Prudence and seriousness are the reasons he has relied on to live until now.

Three days ago, someone approached him and asked him to kill someone.

This person's name is Xinghuan.

Nowadays, there is almost no one in this Jianghu who does not know Xinghuan, and of course he has heard of it.

The reward for the task was very good, enough for him to spend the rest of his life comfortably, so he took on the task.

Flying... Pierced through the heart but still survived....

The identity is unknown, he is favored by the imperial court, and he is carrying the map of the treasure house of the previous dynasty...

Undoubtedly, the map of the former dynasty treasury was also one of the reasons that prompted him to take on this task.

Three days later, Jing Ming rushed to Nanhai County.

After seeing the corpse of the eldest prince of the palace, he realized the horror of Xinghuan's flying knife.

There were no other wounds on the corpse except the wound that pierced the heart, and even the clothes and hair were neat and clean.

If he did not resist, he was killed.

The rumor is not false at all, it is a flying knife comparable to Xiao Li's flying knife.

Because even if he was asked to assassinate this prince of the palace, it would not be so easy.

He hesitated and wavered, but in the end he still did not resist the temptation of the huge amount of gold and silver and the map of the treasure trove of the previous dynasty.

He is a top killer, and he only gets a lot more for every person he kills, but he is also a killer who spends money lavishly.

Countless people want the treasure trove map of the previous dynasty, and once they get their hands on it, they can sell it for a good price.

Therefore, as long as he kills Xinghuan, he will no longer have to worry about money for the rest of his life.

People get tired all the time, and he is no exception......

The autumn breeze is slightly cool, and the candlelight is swaying.

Xinghuan has always slept like a dead man, so he will sleep very soundly, sleep very little, and his energy will recover quickly.

If he had a choice, he would love to just go back to sleep.

Unfortunately, sometimes someone will interrupt without interest.

Under the calm night, a vague and uncertain murderous aura suddenly came.

Opening his eyes slightly, Xinghuan looked weak, and said lazily: "What are you hesitating about?" ”

The wind passed, and the falling flowers flew without the slightest movement.

With a wave of the petals on his body, Xinghuan looked at the lush branches and leaves above his head.

The darkness of the night and the cover of the leaves made Jing Ming's figure hidden perfectly, and even Xinghuanguang could not see anything wrong with the naked eye.