No matter how you say it, he is also a decisive beautiful man, his cultivation is still extremely strong, and to some extent, he is still his own life-saving benefactor.

Being so disgusted by Nightmare, An Ruxia's heart was quite devastated.

"Understood, Boss."

She stood up and cleaned herself up.

A silver streak floated through the air.

An Ruxia subconsciously stretched out her hand, caught the thing, and looked at it, it was a silver ghost mask. Underneath the mask, there is also a voice changer that can change even the voice.

"Cover your nail-making face, and change your snorting voice so that the guests don't recognize you."

The mask of the Prajna ghost was thrown by the nightmare.

An Ruxia put it on.

Dressed in blood, with a silver ghost face, and above the ghost face, there are two sharp horns, and it is not an exaggeration to become a hideous face.

She bowed respectfully and took her leave.

**

Black market.

Shadow Building.

On the first day of An Ruxia's tenure, she welcomed more than a dozen guests.

The guests, perhaps frightened by her terrifying Prajna mask and gruff voice, trembled one by one, reported the name, identity, and cultivation of the assassin, dropped the money, and ran away in a panic.

"It turns out that the business of the Shadow House is so good."

An Ruxia laughed, "It turns out that in this world, there are so many hatreds and so many grievances. There are so many people who want others to die. ”

She looked at the wall, and there were more than a dozen new assassination targets, three or two of them were nobles she knew in the court.

She watched it all indifferently.

Her heart is hard enough.

"Ben...... I'm going to die alone. ”

A middle-aged woman's voice came from the door of the Shadow Building.

The voice was all too familiar.

Familiar with every hair of An Ruxia, he trembled faintly.

An Ruxia slowly turned around and looked at the middle-aged woman in a black cloak at the door. The woman wears a pair of boots unique to the palace, embroidered with the totem of a hundred birds and a phoenix. One of the woman's hands was leaking out, and she was carrying a total of three rings, and there was an ice bracelet on her wrist.

An Ruxia was shocked.

Mother-in-law?

Oh no.

It's the Yuan Concubine Niangniang.

From the beginning, Concubine Yuan refused to lend herself six million second-grade crazy spars, and beat herself so badly that she only had one breath left, she had already recognized Concubine Yuan's true face.

It turned out that in this harem, the one with the deepest scheming and the most vicious means was not the Empress Wei, but the concubine.

On weekdays, he looks like a bodhisattva, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

It's all faked!

"Kill whom?"

An Ruxia paced to the counter, and the voice processed by the voice changer was as rough as a toad.

She was very curious, who could make the concubine so tolerable that she couldn't hold back, and went to the black market to buy murder!

The concubine in the black cloak hesitated for a moment, her body stiffened, as if she had exhausted her life's strength, before she spit out the two words with difficulty: "Ye, Luo."

An Ruxia suddenly wanted to laugh.

And she really laughed out loud.

"Truly."

The cold and resentful laughter was as if it had been licked by a toad.

Concubine Yuan was a little panicked, a layer of cold sweat broke out in her palms, and her voice stammered: "You...... What are you laughing at? ”

An Ruxia was silent.

There was a moment of silence.

Concubine Yuan was even more panicked and cramped: "Don't you accept this business?" Didn't you Shadow House kill everyone? ”