In fact, as early as when the Heavenly Mending Technique began to cultivate, Huang Shang asked the old woman to choose the target of the assassination.

The old woman is a Venerable Protector of the Flower Sect, she still has an identity on the surface, and she has a wide range of contacts, plus the country she is in now is called Northern Qi, a place where a madman is the emperor, and the assassination business is simply booming, as long as she is willing to accept it, she will ensure that the wealth is extensive.

"The first target: zhòu."

"Who is this?"

Huang Shang was puzzled in his heart, the old woman had already presented the silk cloth, and the life of this person was written in blood.

In fact, there is nothing to write about, this guy is a teacher who teaches calligraphy to the nephew of the current emperor Gao Zhan.

Gao Zhan this person, he likes to kill relatives, he wants to kill a few relatives to play if he has nothing to do, it just so happens that there is a vision in the sky, seeing that the little nephew who used to be the prince is unhappy, he wants to kill, and he can't find an excuse, this teacher will hand over a few "edicts" written by this child when he practiced calligraphy, the word "edict" has the meaning of the emperor's edict, Gao Zhan has an excuse now, called the little nephew to the palace, tortured and killed to death, the huge palace, blood flowed all over the ground.

Confucianism attaches the most importance to the inheritance of master and apprentice, and Confucianism killed his thirteen-year-old disciple in order to tie up with the emperor, which should be killed.

But isn't the price lower?

The virgin killing of my dignified Heavenly Pavilion Lord is worth 100 gold?

The little prince is dead, and there are relatives and friends who can't stand it, and they hate Gao Zhan in their hearts, but they can't help it, they can only kill Jia Dexuan first, which is understandable, but this price is not sincere!

Seeing that Huang Shang was looking at the reward, the old woman knew that this person was from a noble background, and she had been dressed and eaten since she was a child, her mouth moved, and she pointed around cautiously.

Huang Shang looked at the simple stone room and fell into deep thought.

I see.

We are poor.

Nima's is obviously the sense of déjà vu between Batman and Butler Ah Fu, but the most important money ability has not been inherited, who is to reason with?

Huang Shang didn't say anything more, his figure flashed, and he disappeared without a trace.

Wandering in Yecheng at night again, this time the feeling is different. (Yesterday, my brain was confused and I grew up, and everyone should have nothing to do)

The best place for the flower pie to borrow the power of heaven and earth is between the mountains and rivers.

The momentum of heaven and earth borrowed from the Heavenly Pavilion was not the dark moon and high wind in the traditional assassin environment, but when the moon was about to be full, there would be no clouds and the moonlight would shine all over the earth.

On the contrary, such shadows can blend more perfectly into the environment, obscuring the visual senses, suppressing the sense of the heart lake, and allowing the target to die peacefully in the best night scene.

Note that the full moon is not only the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival every year, but on the fifteenth day of the lunar month, the moon is round.

With the blessing of the external environment, the shot will increase the power of the shot, and it will naturally be more sure of killing with one hit.

In the original plot, when Yang Xuyan was a shadow assassin, he liked to do it when the moon was full, not just to pretend to be forced, but to understand such a truth.

After practicing for 20 years, he entered the house, and the young man's talent can still be dropped.

Huang Shang, who had been practicing for two months, did not catch up with the full moon day, but his figure gradually blurred and melted into the darkness.

West.

Near the imperial city, in a palatial mansion, Huang Shang flew in.

This is the residence of Gao Zhan's favored ministers and Shi Kai.

This person was appointed as a waiter of the Yellow Gate, in charge of the edict, and as an adviser to the emperor, with a very high status, and was favored by Gao Zhan.

By the way, he is also the queen's guest at the scene, Gao Zhan knows it, but he prefers to sleep with his sister-in-law, and he feels that he has neglected the queen, so he asked this one to comfort him, so that the two openly touched their hands and flirted, Gao Zhan drank by himself and turned a blind eye.

Well, a very familiar plot.

It is often seen in Japanese romance films.

Don't be surprised, this is a basic operation in the Northern Qi royal family.

And Judguan is now in the home of this double pet, protected.

Under the light of the palace lanterns, the mansion is very lively, not only with a larger banquet, more powder and five stone powder, but also more powerful guards.

Huang Shang's heart lake began to fluctuate.

Circles of invisible ripples rippled out, locking on the breath of life one by one, looking for the target.

Not surprisingly, Judd was not at the feast.

Because this guy is from a low background and is a poor family.

No matter how high he is, there is no place for him above the feast.

Even so, Huang Shang's body was in shape and went to the other courtyard.

Without looking at it, the whole environment is imprinted into his heart, pavilions, flowers and trees, and even the dust and debris left on the ground after cleaning.

Huang Shang went all the way, and there were a few imperceptible dust marks on the ground, which were the traces he left on tiptoe, but after he passed, his long sleeves flicked slightly, and his true qi erased them again, becoming flawless.

Soon, the breath of life in front of him became stronger.

A team of private soldiers patrolled the courtyard, and they were strong and capable.

Don't ask why a courtier dares to raise private soldiers at home, this is also a basic operation in this era, and the top families all raise soldiers, in order to protect themselves, or to achieve great things!

Otherwise, when Li Yuan rebelled later, did he really think that it was the Jianghu rangers recruited by Li Shimin to help him?

However, Judjo is so tightly protected that nine times out of ten, there was an assassination not long ago.

Jia Dexuan is now being loved by Gao Zhan, and the monk is doing what he likes, so he naturally wants to protect his safety.

"This is obviously not a 100-gold level task, the housekeeper Ah Fu is not qualified, if it is Fu'er......"

Huang Shang shook his head, and his heart lake entered the artistic conception of mending the heavens, and his figure flashed.

Among the private soldiers guarding the backyard, there is a big man with two halberds on his back, and he looks mighty and does not lose his temperament, he was leaning against the wall and pretending to sleep, suddenly opened his eyes and took a step forward.

This was completely a martial arts instinct that had been tempered for thousands of years, but this step had caused him to fall into an irresistible whirlpool.

The big man's face changed drastically, and he only felt that a thousand strange forces were surging in unison, some pulling him forward, some pushing him back, some pulling horizontally, and some spiraling, as if he had fallen into the whirlpool of the raging sea.

He knew that this was a life-and-death situation, so he leaned behind him, held the two halberds in both hands, gathered all his strength, leaned over and sat on the horse, and stabbed the passers-by.

But it wasn't someone who came, and in his sight, he could only see a black shadow and a little sword.

The black shadow disappeared suddenly, but the sword light continued to expand in front of him, causing him to stop breathing, and his whole body was like a knife.

The two halberds that had gathered their life's strength pierced the air, and the feeling of being so powerful that he could not use it made him so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood.

There was no need to almost, the next moment his throat hurt, and a thin line of blood shot out.

He covered his neck, his eyes showed disbelief, and hissed, "I'm ......"

Just by virtue of the skill of counterattacking just now, I know that this person must have a prestige in the Northern Qi area.

But it's a pity that the invincible sword qi has destroyed his ability to speak.

Huang Shang didn't hear the name, and with a flick of his left hand, he cast twelve branches among the flowers, light on the top and heavy on the bottom.

Under the effect of the mysterious and exquisite true qi, the man did not fall, the corpse stood upright, straight in place, and blood spread along the neck, like a blood-colored flower.

"Who!"

"Enemy is coming!"

However, the first assassination, after all, had a lot of flaws, and this rabbit and falcon had already attracted the attention of several other good players, rushing towards this side.

But there was still no one in front of them.

In the time of one breath, Huang Shang crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and with unpredictable footwork, he came to the side of another master, and the blind spot was difficult to reach.

His sword is on the path of the other party.

Swish!

The man rushed forward with more momentum, his neck slamming against the blade of the sword, and a thin line of blood spread again.

Huang Shang's long sleeves were shocked, and he left suddenly, leaving only this person to stand in place like a flower arrangement, watching his life die with the passage of blood.

"Thief!"

The rest of the people were stunned, just shouting, and flashing with their swords.

"Eyes! My eyes! ”

They were blinded, blinded by the shaking of their dogs' eyes, and only saw a stream of sharp sword light, stabbing at the most incredible angle, sweeping through their throats and harvesting life.

After killing the strongest martial arts masters, the remaining private soldiers were even more devastating and vulnerable.

Huang Shang was also not polite, he showed his mastery of mending the heavens, and for a time there were whistling sword shadows and rays in all directions, and the reality was unpredictable, whether it was Wow Ya Ya who rushed up to fight for his life, or who ran away, they all staggered, dizzy, and could only die standing up.

When the hundreds of life breaths in the heart lake were extinguished one by one, Huang Shang went straight into the room in the center of the courtyard and saw a trembling figure.

This person's face is like a crown of jade, he looks very good, and when he cranks the folding fan, he must be dignified and chic and free, no wonder he can win the trust of the little prince, and after betraying the original master, he can also tie up Gao Zhan.

"Please, knights, spare their lives! Ask the chivalrous man to spare ......"

At this time, seeing a black shadow walking in, blood dripping from the tip of the sword hanging diagonally, Jia Dexuan was already in a state of disarray, kneeling and begging for mercy.

The sword flashed.

The head flew up, and a roll of black cloth flew out of Huang Shang's sleeve, wrapped it, held it in his hand, and turned around to leave.

From beginning to end, not a word.

I'm an Assassin!

"I'm an Assassin, isn't that good?"

However, out of the backyard, Huang Shang looked at the rows of dead corpses, and felt that the painting style was not right.

He had just performed the exercises on the Heavenly Replenishment Technique, and he experienced a completely different experience from the past, and he only cared about the performance, and he was a little selfless, indicating that he still had not completely eliminated the influence of the Heavenly Replenishment Technique.

That's fine.

Kill all the targets and bodyguards, isn't that the case with all assassins......

At this time, there was the sound of footsteps not far away, obviously more private soldiers were rushing here, Huang Shang felt that God had the virtue of a good life, put the sword into the sheath, and dodged away.

When the monk's mansion fell far behind, a cool wind blew again.

Huang Shang didn't return to the stronghold for the first time, standing on top of a tall building, looking at the city wall that could resist the giants in the distance, his eyes were contemplative, and he realized the harvest of the battle.

This battle made him clearly feel the difference in battle brought about by the different levels of the world.

In the Tianlong World, even if it is Qiao Feng, who is like a god of war, when he encounters a well-equipped iron harrier, he has to turn around and leave, and he doesn't dare to attack him directly, the Dali traitor who forgot his name and only remembered that he was the emperor for half a month, and he was confident that he would be able to take down any master by sending three hundred elite soldiers.

But now, the so-called elite private soldiers with the average martial arts experts have begun to kill the real strong enough.

In the original plot, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling faced the siege of the army more than once, and Ba Fenghan even turned to the grassland for thousands of miles, and as for the master at the level of the great grandmaster, he had similar achievements.

Although no one has yet reached the point where one person has faced thousands of troops and horses alone, except for the Chuan Ying who cultivates the God of War Catalog, it is certain that the strength of the individual is constantly getting stronger and gradually overriding the group.

……

……

months later.

In the stone room that began to become luxurious, Huang Shang gently sipped tea.

But when he got the new target handed over by the old woman, his brows couldn't help but wrinkle: "Why is this kind of person again?" ”

When looking at the countless crimes on it, Huang Shang felt so tired.

I'm an assassin of Mending Heaven Pavilion, I'm a man from the Demon Gate, and now I'm killing all the bad guys, really when I'm the rise of the Dark Knight?

Although he does not kill.

In fact, if you think about it, you can't blame the old woman for taking the commission in the wrong way.

It's no wonder that the folk customs of Northern Qi are too simple, and as far as the eye can see, they are all wicked.

The good people were almost killed by Emperor Gao Zhan and his favored ministers, and it was not his turn.

The Northern Qi royal family is also really talented.

Thinking about it this way, who is the one in the Demon Gate?

The old woman was relieved to see that the business of the Heavenly Pavilion was booming, but this time she said in a condensed voice: "Childe, the goal this time is not as good as in the past, and the old man suspects that this person is also from my Holy Gate!" ”