The big landlords in the village were always apt to provoke strange things, thinking that there were many people who had plenty of reasons to hold a strong enough grudge against him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Xuan pretended to walk around his yard twice, and scattered the burned grass twice. When I was close to the small house in the corner of the yard, the bell vibrated the most.

Catching ghosts is used to trade with ghost envoys, but the fat tyrant in front of him always wants to squeeze some wealth for himself, doesn't he?

The landlord is also a bit powerful, and there are still some dogs under him. It's a pity that this guy doesn't have much sense of protection, and as soon as he opened the courtyard door, Ye Xuan's subordinates swarmed in, and now they are standing all over the yard.

The crazy little girl of the magpie leaned next to the landlord's aunt and looked at the child in the other party's arms.

The other party had to agree to his own conditions, and there must be heavy thanks, in the end, how to thank him, to be honest, the landlord himself did not think about it.

As the bell approached, no matter how stupid the thing hidden in the corner was, he knew that he was exposed, and Ye Xuan's body had the aura of fear of the other party.

Pinching the bell, reincarnated Ye Xuan in the opposite direction of nothingness when the aura was most obvious. Something in the shadows gave it a breath, and the laxity of this breath deprived it of its best chance to defend itself.

Ye Nian turned into white light and held it in his hand, Ye Xuan's belief value had reached a number that did not need to be pinched and hidden. Under the god's slash, the cry of a baby was heard in the room, and the ghosts that had eaten a lot of livestock rushed out with black smoke in a bloody light.

The mask on the top of his head was transformed into spiritual energy, and the three ghost birds were distributed in a triangle, and as soon as the hand was raised, the white text lit up, and the white dove flew straight out from the back of the hand.

Shaking the palm of his hand, the white text also harmed Ye Xuan, who had too much yin qi in his soul. However, it is true that skill proficiency increased faster at the cost of self-harm.

Screaming and dodging the light elf magic with its faint purifying power, the baby stared at the pupilless eyes and bumped into the ghost bird.

Under the entanglement of yin fire, the small body was reflected in the air.

The little ghost who was under control didn't care, Ye Xuan put on the mask and approached the landlord. The face that was not sad or happy was enlarged in his eyes, and the chubby landlord did not have the courage to make superfluous movements, and Ye Xuan's hand held the pendant hanging from the other party's waist.

The jade pendant looks good and seems to be an old object.

The unplugging action was very rude, and the fat man's face twitched in pain.

The spell that turned around and drew fell on the ghost thing, and the ghost fire that burned more and more was already dyed black, and Ye Xuan was confident that the restraint of the ghost was still the number one in the ranks of players.

Under the restraint of the incantation, the ghost thing was dragged and slowly fluttered towards the jade pendant.

After sealing the ghost thing, the fat landlord didn't plan to ask for this jade pendant.

After all, humans are the most spiritual creatures, and children in early childhood are most likely to produce this kind of monster. It's just that I don't know why this little ghost was born in this courtyard, and I don't know why the landlord's expression is so strange.

Ye Xuan didn't plan to find out.

The village looked quite lively because of Ye Xuan's toss, and the young man he met at the entrance of the village had a gloomy face, and after the initial panic, he was still not sure what he was thinking in his heart.

The ghost mask seems to have been Ye Xuan's signature item, and the carnival around the fire with a group of slaves seems to have become the daily routine of this team.

Players killing ordinary people will have an effect on good and evil values, but this effect is just a string of indifferent numbers for Ye Xuan.

How many are these?

Ye Xuan raised his head and looked around suspiciously, and he couldn't stop after killing the first one. The chubby landowner lay at his feet.

Destruction can bring happiness, and it will always bring unstable happiness to be artificially limited.

The game is a way to feel the destruction, the torture of the original form, the Grand Theft Auto. The character templates that are built are there to provide killing.

At this time, these are not the kind of simple data that only know simple wailing.

Due to resentment, the hand that grabbed the trouser leg was easily broken free, and Ye Xuan walked towards the inside with a sway, and the blood on the tip of the ghost knife was changed and lowered.

You can also hear the movement of your own team.

The poor woman in the room was holding her child, staring at Ye Xuan's face covered with a cloth, looking at the pair of eyes without a trace of emotion.

Ye Xuan just glanced at her, and then raised the knife in his hand and slashed at the empty wall.

The blade made a long mark on the wall, and the greasy one cracked in the slash, Ye Xuan snorted in satisfaction and then stretched out his hand to take out the financial affairs hidden inside.

Stuffed into the finance, Ye Xuan saw the child in the woman's hand out of the corner of his eye, so he approached her side.

Breathing heavily, fear kept her from moving. Ye Xuan approached like this, and then stretched out his hand and grabbed the child, who was wearing a longevity lock.

It's made of gold.

Hanging his eyelids, a large amount of this piece of gold weighed, Ye Xuan raised his hand suddenly, and grabbed the other party's hand that was reaching out to his face.

He shook his head at the other party with a smile, "No." ”

The blood volume was less than half, and the thugs hired by the landlord did not eat dry food, and Ye Xuan's equipment was not worn much. Most of the time, assassination will not be suitable for wearing armor, this is Ye Xuan's understanding of assassination.

Until one understands how the Brotherhood fights, it's easy for a normal person to think so.

When he left the yard, Ye Xuan had some regrets because he couldn't prevent fire.

Lin Hao returned the wooden mask to Ye Xuan and didn't ask any extra questions, but Ye Xuan had questions that he wanted to ask her.

"What kind of life do you want to live?"

Lin Hao raised her head, and as they got along for a longer time, her dress was getting closer to Ye Xuan's preference, which Ye Xuan himself hadn't been able to notice carefully.

"Sir, how many kinds of life do you think?"

"......: "This is to stay with yourself for a long time and learn not to speak human words."

Ye Xuan thought about it and planned to say the kind of answer that the other party could most accept, but found that she was not expecting her answer.

"For me, there is only one way to live, my life. The truest kind. ”

Her martial arts talent is not very high, but she is very serious every time she wields her long sword. She didn't have much to teach her, but she kept learning hard.

Ye Xuan had already told her all the simple skills, and the knowledge she could accept next was destined to affect her life.

Ye Xuan was thinking about it and then making a decision.

"I asked you to teach my husband, from the beginning, I wanted to teach you how to live your truest self, how to use your truest self to figure out this cold world. I have not been able to find the ancient teachings, but I understand that the meaning of the existence of this identity lies in negation. When everyone is blindly obedient to deny what they think is right, when the lie becomes true

Wait to deny the source of the distortion. The assassins gathered around me can only be blades that do my bidding. My brotherhood can only serve me first. Are you willing to follow such a me? ”

"Sir teach me." The unhesitating answer seems to save the consideration.

At that time, Ye Xuan had not officially obtained the approval of the creed, in fact, the creed could not agree with what he did until a long time later.

But so what?

Today, our tutor gained the first student and at the same time the first follower. (To be continued.) )