Chapter 347: That Woman, Lost Him
Soul Refining didn't think of this, he nodded, and immediately did what Ye Xiyue said.
In a sense, soul refining is not a betrayal, in Ye Xiyue's hands, he has already died once, a killer, a failed mission, which represents death.
However, Ye Xiyue let him go.
For soul refining, this is regeneration.
From the first time Ye Xiyue saw Soul Refining, he knew that he was a person with a firm heart and a qualified killer, and his mission this time was only a failure in strength.
As a former killer, Ye Xiyue knows this industry very well and the people in this industry.
However, in the eyes of soul refining, Ye Xiyue is a real killer, she is ruthless and decisive.
She makes moves without mercy, however, she still retains her conscience as a 'human'.
It was an alternative killer he had never encountered before.
Soul refining needs to grow and exercise, and Ye Xiyue is his best role model.
The place was quickly cleaned up, and the soul refining disappeared without a trace.
Ye Xiyue looked at this piece of land quietly, as if there had never been blood death.
The reason why she let go of the soul refining was because she saw the trace of conscience in his eyes......
Soul refining, unlike the other people she met who assassinated her, soul refining has its own main consciousness, just like herself at the beginning, and will not completely copy the orders from above.
He is a manufacturable material.
If you train yourself, you will not become a wicked person.
Others, like puppets, have no opinions of their own, which she doesn't like.
Killers, although they are a profession that exists in the dark, they are also human beings, although they are cold-blooded and ruthless, but they have never extinguished their conscience.
The night is getting deeper and deeper.
The wind is getting cooler.
Ye Xiyue's eyes were fixed, who was going to kill her?
Thinking of Huang Junye, she wrinkled her brows silently, did what happened tonight have anything to do with him?
She strode towards the palace.
When I was about to walk to the gate of the city, suddenlyβ
She slowly stopped.
Twenty meters away from her, with his back to her, stood a man.
The man, dressed in white, was clear and elegant.
His hair is like ink, fluttering in the wind.
Ye Xiyue narrowed her eyes slightly, this person's strength is above her!
The man turned slowly, a flawless, wicked and bewitching face, with a touch of bloodlust.
Ye Xiyue's heart sank when she saw his face.
The man pursed his lips and said, "Long time no see." β
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Palace.
The deep night is like ink that can't be dissolved.
Dangers lurk and killings are everywhere.
Ten Silver Realm sixth-order masters, like raccoon cats, quietly entered all corners of the palace, showing a way of encirclement, and approached the side hall step by step.
The main hall has been destroyed, and the man is naturally in the side hall.
In the hall, the slightly drunk candlelight, swaying, casting a silhouette on the window paper, beautiful and intoxicated.
The person on the bed had woken up at some point.
He opened his ice-blue eyes and looked at the empty spot next to him.
She, anyway, is gone.
Again, the woman, leaving him behind, ran away on her own.
In the abyss of sin, she left him for the first time, and he was unconscious.
In the Emperor's Palace, she left him for the second time, and tonight he was weak.
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