The private secret room of the Golden Bird House has a delicate ivory bed in the middle. And at this moment, on this bed, there is a person who is severely burned all over his body and his face is difficult to identify, it is Ah Luo.

The delicate curves that once fascinated men have now turned into scorched scars. Those soul-soothing eyes have long since lost their brilliance. Inside, you can see the anger of hatred, still burning.

Beside the bed, Mu Chengcheng's face sank like water, and there was endless regret in his eyes. These girls were all brought up by Mu Qingcheng, nominally as master and apprentice, but in fact they are like mother and daughter.

At the same time, the resources required to train an excellent assassin will never be inferior to that of a warrior of the same realm. Even, since assassins tend to assassinate across borders, the tempering of techniques will be more rigorous. It takes a lot of effort from the professors.

Of course, as an Assassin himself, he knew that once he accepted the mission, he had to put life and death on the line. They already have this kind of awareness.

However, when the feeling of not being able to survive and die is inflicted on oneself, everyone will have a kind of fear.

When you are about to die, you will die!

So, Arlo didn't choose to commit suicide in the wilderness. Even though her scorched skin made her feel piercing with every step, she still clenched her teeth and returned to the Golden Bird Tower in black and masked. Because, even if she died, she felt more at ease to die by Mu Tingcheng's side.

"Master, please kill me!" was the first thing she said when she saw Mu Chengcheng, and then she fainted on the ground.

Today, she is so exhausted that she can't even speak at all. She even wondered how she said that sentence at that time. She looked at Mu Chengcheng with longing eyes, hoping that she could give herself a death, at least it would be better than becoming a lonely ghost in the wasteland.

"Ah Luo," a tear flashed in the corner of Mu Chengcheng's eyes, "If you let you live, would you be willing?"

Arlo shook her head.

"If there is a glimmer of hope that you can regain your strength, the appearance may be a little different from what you were originally. However, if this method fails, you may die a more painful death than you already have. Would you like this?"

Arlo's eyes suddenly lit up, and she struggled to utter a few words in her throat that were almost unrecognizable. Of course, Mu Tingcheng understood, and what Ah Luo said was: "Yes!

Mu Tingcheng nodded, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and then put it in front of Ah Luo's nose for her to sniff, and after a while, the girl fell asleep.

At the door of the secret room, there was a girl of the same age as Arlo.

She was dressed in a snow-white dress, with two beautiful eyebrows and a pair of almond eyes. Her figure is not as full as that of Aro, and she is even slightly emaciated. However, in her body, there is a dusty temperament, which makes people feel a little out of place with this green building.

Her name is Qianqian, and she is also a subordinate of Mu Chengcheng. At this moment, seeing that her master looked stunned, she asked timidly, "Master, can Sister A Luo really recover?"

Mu Qingcheng shook his head slightly, it was obvious that what she said just now seemed to be just to comfort Ah Luo.

"Sister Aluo, she ......" Qianqian has the best relationship with Aluo on weekdays, and suddenly tears welled up in her eyes.

"It's a pity that my current realm is not high," Mu Qingcheng said leisurely, "It is said that when a martial artist reaches the Vajra realm, there will be a qualitative leap in bloodline. With their blood, they may be able to regenerate Arlo's muscles and bones. But...... You know, how could they send a Venerable One for the sake of a little girl!"

Qianqian was silent for a while when she heard this, the tears in the corners of her eyes became more and more crystalline, and she said in a low voice: "Is there no other way? For example, is there an elixir that can regenerate muscles and bones?"

"The elixir of rebirth muscles and bones?" Mu Qingcheng seemed to think of something, and said after a while, "If that's the case, maybe it's still possible, but that's just the method...... I'm not entirely sure!"

"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, master, you say, what precious medicinal materials are needed, Qianqian must find them for her sister, and she will never give up!" Qianqian's tone was extremely firm.

Mu Qingcheng was just about to answer, when he heard footsteps outside the secret room. Qianqian dodged outside, and returned to the secret room in a moment.

"Master, Yanxiong asks to see. Qianqian said.

Mu Tingcheng's pair of phoenix eyes shot out two essences, and said coldly: "He dares to come again! Do you think I really don't dare to touch him!" After a pause, he continued, "Is he alone?"

"No, there seems to be another person, who says it's called Yan Hao. Qianqian said.

"Oh, is that the new Eighth Prince?" Mu Qingcheng frowned slightly.

After Ah Luo came out of the Holy Star Tower that day, she didn't tell Mu Qingcheng about Long Haotian being Yan Hao, because in her opinion, assassinating Long Haotian was nine out of ten, so why bother talking about a dead person?

As for Mu Chengcheng, although she is the owner of the Golden Bird Building, she spends more time cultivating on weekdays, after all, when she reaches her realm, she has things she needs to pay attention to. And only when she encounters something that her subordinates can't solve, will she come forward in person.

Therefore, although the Golden Bird Tower is another place where gossip and news from all walks of life gather in addition to the hotel, Mu Chengcheng realized it later.

Outside the secret room was a private room, and Long Haotian stood behind Yan Xiong.

Since reaching the tenth level of the Qingtian Realm, not only his physical body, but also his temperament have been greatly sublimated, and now he really has the demeanor of a wealthy son.

Just look at him wearing an extremely luxurious robe, with a pair of cool black glass mirrors on the bridge of his nose, and a folding fan in his hand, he is really heroic and graceful, and he makes Qianqian's heart flutter. I really don't know, if she knew that Long Haotian was the one who beat Ah Luo into a serious injury, what would she think?

Of course, at least for now, there are almost only a few people outside who know Long Hao's bottom line, Cheng Yun and a few others. The other people of Longque City only knew that "Yan Hao" was given to a retainer of the Yan family as an adopted son because he was weak and blind since he was a child. And in that notice, the name of the retainer was not mentioned, and who would know the name "Long Haotian"?

"Lord Guogong is visiting again, I don't know why?"

Although he fully knew the purpose of Yan Xiong's visit, Mu Qingcheng still asked knowingly. While waiting for Yan Xiong's reply, she looked Long Haotian up and down. But she was surprised to find that this "Yan Hao" didn't look like a blind person at all.

Although he wears sunglasses, it is just that for a strong person like Mu Qingcheng, this is not an obstacle at all. And from Long Haotian's eyes, Mu Qingcheng faintly felt that there was a faint light flickering.

In fact, Long Haotian just discovered this point yesterday, in Ronghua's words, Long Haotian's eyes make people feel very bright, if you don't look carefully, it is really difficult to see that he is a blind man.

No matter how strong he was, in front of Yan Xiong, it was really inconvenient for Mu Qingcheng to question Long Haotian's eyes. After all, it is too disrespectful to talk about other people's physical defects, and it is also a loss of identity. So she could only keep her doubts in her heart.

"Lord Mulou," Yan Xiong's words were very respectful, "Yan someone is here today to clarify some misunderstandings with Lord Mu!"

There is another watch, a little later, about eight o'clock, everyone wait patiently.

(End of chapter)