For some reason, such a momentary sense of weightlessness produced a brief confusion, and just when Yu Muhuai was just about to adjust, the scene in front of her changed in an instant.

Her position changed instantly.

At this time, Yu Muhuai was wearing a night suit and lying on the wall of a house.

She touched her face, and there was already a mask on it.

There is a hidden weapon around the waist and a dagger in the sleeve.

Standard Assassin equipment.

Oh yes, I'm called Thorn Heart now, and I'm a killer.

How I got here, how I got here.

It seems to be a little blurry already.

The previous memories are like houses in the early morning fog, you can see them, but you can't reach them.

Maybe it's that the wind is blowing on the roof for too long, and I feel a little uncomfortable in my head.

Everything in front of me was a little strange, but it was familiar, because it was all in my memory.

I seem to have forgotten something very important.....

If you can't remember, then you don't want to.

After all, I now have a more important mission, which is to assassinate the owner of this mansion.

An official named Yizhi.

He is an incorruptible official, but it is a pity that he is too outspoken and dares to admonish, and he offends a powerful person.

So I was sent to assassinate him.

Unexpectedly, he also has kung fu, and his kung fu is good, and I missed.

The killer is captured, and the only way to keep the secret and complete the reputation of the organization can only be saved by death.

But I was saved by him.

I had poison in my teeth, and just as I was about to bite off the package of poison to kill myself, he stopped me in time and removed my jaw, but a small amount of poison still got down my throat.

He immediately hugged me, poured me with water, and called a doctor.

For the next few days, he tied my hands and feet to prevent me from killing myself.

If I can't commit suicide, I will have to survive in this mansion.

The assassin saved the failed killer.

Such a ridiculous thing seems to be moving in an unexpected direction.

Every day there is a voice in my heart that tells me, "Yizhi is very good to me, no one has ever been as good to me as he is." I might have liked him, no, I did. ”

Gradually, I also felt that I fell in love with Yizhi.

He took good care of me every day, and the way he looked at me gradually changed.

It wasn't until a few days later that he said to me, "Don't go back, stay." ”

My inner voice spoke again, and it was saying, "Stay, I'm already in love with the man in front of me, stay, and I'll be able to stay with him." ”

A few days later, just as I was about to reply to Yizhi, someone from the organization arrived.

There were too many people in the organization, and they were invincible, and they were seriously injured and fell to the ground.

They put me in front of Yizhi and forced me to kill him.

A man in a mask looked at me condescendingly, and his voice was unusually cold, completely devoid of any emotional fluctuations, "Kill him, and you can return to the organization." Or, let him kill you. ”

As he spoke, the man threw down his two swords and threw them in front of me and Yizhi.

My serious injuries have not healed, and all of them are new injuries.

Two wounded, one needs to die and the other to live.

No, even if you die, the other may not live.

How should I choose?

"Kill yourself, I love Yizhi too much, how can I bear to kill him?"

There has always been a voice in my head, constantly reminding me that for the sake of love, I can be desperate, I can be desperate.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, it is even more cold to the Qingqiu Festival.

Love has always been sweet and painful, sometimes the most fragrant honey, sometimes it is the poison that seals the throat with blood.

"Kill yourself, it's too hard to love someone. This is a hurdle that cannot be overcome, and this is a catastrophe that cannot be overcome. It's the darkness that never waits for the dawn, it's the fallen leaves scattered all over the ground after a rainstorm.

Since you can't get rid of it, you can't break free, so let's sink, sink ....

Sink in endless love, sink in beautiful memories that will never wake up.

Live up to the time, seize the day.

If you can't be with your lover, you will have a dead end of your life, and you will have endless loneliness and pain.

It's better to stop here and stay in the best years.

Pick up the sword, pick up the sword......"

The voice in my head had a huge allure that made me pick up the sword. At the same time, it measures how much time it takes to travel from the blade to the neck.

"Who are you?" I asked the voice that kept coming back to my head, the voice that kept disturbing my heart.

"Me? I'm you, I'm a piercing heart. ”

"Heart-piercing?"

"Yes, the killer cultivated by the killer organization, the person who loves Yizhi, is about to commit suicide to fulfill the stabbing heart of this relationship."

"But as I remember, I seem to have another name. During this time, I often heard my name called in my dreams. ”

"The name Jacaranda Yue is just your dream, a dream you have in the middle of the night. Now everything is real, and these people in front of you are the most real. ”

Jacaranda more?

"That's not right!" The eyes of the woman holding the sword suddenly burst out with an extremely sharp light, "I'm Yu Muhuai." ”

Nothing around her had changed, but she heard the sound of the tide receding from within.

It's like some shackles have been broken, and everything is suddenly clear.

Yu Muhuai held the long sword, took two steps forward, and without hesitation, sent the long sword into the heart of "Yizhi".

Finally, the illusion is shattered.

All of them are just illusions, and only the man who was stabbed is real.

Duan Hongfei spurted out a mouthful of blood, the confused look in his eyes instantly faded, and he saw clearly the person who stabbed him in front of him.

"Goddess .... You—You're too decisive, aren't you..."

Yu Muhuai said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, if I don't kill you, I can't break this illusion." Don't worry about going out and waiting for me, I'll give you all the best medicine for your injuries, see you later. ”

Before Duan Hongfei could reply, he disappeared in place.

Even the sword disappeared in front of Yu Muhuai at the same time.

Her hands were empty, and the feeling of weightlessness came again.

This time, what awaits her is not a fantasy.

Rather, it was a murmuring stream of water, and beside it there was a large rock, and a man was holding a sword, scribbling and altering on the stone, carving one character after another.

loves mathematics so much, it must be the predecessor who has a single name and a number.

As soon as Yu Muhuai was about to salute, he heard the other party say, "No need to be polite, come and accompany this seat to see this question." ”

Is this the last test?

Yu Muhuai sighed, stepped forward, and counted with several seniors.

This is a Sudoku, a little difficult, Yu Muhuai quickly filled it in.

Several seniors stroked their palms and praised, "Yes, yes, he is a young man who can calm his temperament." ”

After that, he turned his head and faced Yu Muhuai.

This is an ordinary-looking man who looks to be in his thirties and forties.

It was just a wisp of divine consciousness left by his predecessors, and Yu Muhuai also felt a huge coercion from it.

It is worthy of great power....