As the figure of the dragon entered the furnace, the furnace vibrated slightly, and a snow-bright short sword was successfully refined.

Shen Qing'er's face was already covered with tears.

She could always feel Fenlong's sincerity to her, although she had doubts, but she never thought that he would leave himself to die without hesitation.

Death is such an easy thing for him?

Everyone stared blankly at the short swords that had been practiced in the furnace.

Duke's eyes darkened, "It's over, it's all ruined." ”

He never imagined that a good knife that had always been loyal to him would ruin his plan at the last critical moment.

The bald old man took out the practice sword from the furnace, and Duke only glanced at it faintly.

This short sword is the snow sword he sent to the dragon to steal, the blade is bright, the sword body is light, it is forged from the best materials, it is the best material among those weapons, the most aura of the weapon.

He had originally planned to use this snow sword to fuse the best cultivation souls, and he would be able to refine the best horcruxes in the world.

But now, this snow sword is useless.

Lina didn't feel too sad about Fenlong's death, but she still felt empty in her heart.

Over the years, Biao Long and her have both been elite killers of the Assassination Pavilion, and countless people have died under their swords.

She doesn't have any special feelings for Fenlong, it's just because he's her father's right-hand man, and she's good enough to notice him.

Over the years, they have also carried out one mission together.

She secretly sighed: Feelings are really a harmful thing.

Just as she was thinking like this, the figure of a simple and tall man appeared in her mind at an inopportune time.

At that time, she fought him, and the mask accidentally fell, and after seeing her face clearly, the man looked shocked.

"You're a woman?"

He didn't expect that a person with such good skills would be a thin woman.

Later, when someone from his division heard the noise, he took her hand without saying a word and led her to escape.

He said that she was a woman and that he would not do anything with her.

She had failed that mission, but the man would always come to her mind from time to time.

She warned herself in her heart that she must not be like Fenlong.

A killer, once he has feelings, cannot be the sharpest blade.

Therefore, she will never be emotionally sentimental towards anyone.

In the Assassination Pavilion, everyone had been focusing on Biao Long and Shen Qing'er, and they didn't notice that someone had broken in.

After seeing Mu Tianshen leading the disciples of Tianji Gate to break in, everyone reacted.

Seeing that Shen Qing'er was safe and sound, Mu Tianshen's heart finally let go.

His tall figure fluttered and landed beside her like a fairy.

Seeing that she couldn't cry, he frowned lightly and said comfortingly: "It's okay." ”

But she still didn't stop crying, and her voice choked: "Fenlong is dead." ”

Mu Tianshen's calm eyes were obviously stagnant, he thought that she was crying because she was afraid, but he didn't expect that it was because of the departure of that person.

But Fenlong's death was something he didn't expect at all.

After all, he was the one who assassinated the Pavilion.

He didn't expect that the ruthless man was also sincere to Qing'er.

"You're here."

The Pavilion Master's voice rang out at an inopportune time, and the eyes that looked at them were like poisonous snakes.

His superior Horcruxes had been destroyed, and his anger was nowhere to be vented.

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Mu Tianshen: The male protagonist will not die, I am the male protagonist

Author: You're right in everything