Mu Ziyun walked to the disciple's courtyard in a trance, the two roommates had not come back, sitting on the bed, Mu Ziyun's mind was blank, and the note was immediately torn after reading it. He kept looking out of the door, muttering the content of the task, and whenever he read the word killing, his heart became more and more anxious, and finally he couldn't sit still, and went out to the door.

Mu Ziyun didn't know the way, and walked blindly, but he was getting more and more away from the ground door. The blue-clad scimitar, kill, the blue-clad scimitar kills..... Why kill him, why didn't you write a reason, he was a sinner? Mu Ziyun's heart throbbed, and suddenly Fu Shu vomited, and sat on the ground with a sway, I don't know him, he may be an orphan, someone else's son, brother, but I have to kill him, because my mission doesn't say another result.

"Ziyun, why are you here, what's wrong with you?" Mu Ziyun heard the voice in a daze, and raised his head, "Eldest sister, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he threw up again, Feng Jing squatted down and slowly patted Mu Ziyun on the back, "Did you eat something bad, why do you have such a bad face." ”

"No, eldest sister, I just lost sleep last night, and it will be good to rest."

"If you weren't okay before, come with me to the medicine store to have a look"

"No need, eldest sister, I'm fine" Mu Ziyun smiled pale at Feng Jing, "But you..."

"Eldest sister, I have to go back to rest, and I have to do a task tomorrow." Mu Ziyun turned around and walked towards the disciple's courtyard. Feng Jing looked at Mu Ziyun's back, "What is the matter with this kid?" ”

At night, Mu Ziyun did not fall asleep, but came to the medicine house and soaked in a bucket of medicinal soup. Lying in the bathtub, Mu Ziyun only felt tired, and memorized the task thousands of times in his heart, this is a task, just a task, killing people is just a last resort.

The next day, on Furong Street in Tiancheng, Mu Ziyun sat in the window room of the restaurant, staring at the endless crowd on the street, getting closer and closer at noon, Mu Ziyun kneaded the rootless feather in his hand, why didn't he come, blue-clothed scimitar, there should be a lot of such people, how could they find it. Mu Ziyun felt nauseous again and retched a few times.

It's noon, and it hasn't yet appeared. Mu Ziyun was sweating profusely, and he was overly nervous, and he was reluctant to blink his eyes. Here it comes! Mu Ziyun's heart was beating faster, the blue-clothed scimitar, and the bright figure was inserted in the crowd. How could it be, how could it be, Mu Ziyun couldn't believe it, that person was indeed in blue clothes, with a jade scimitar embedded in his waist, a green hairpin in his hair, two braids hanging down to his chest, and a small waist was less than a hand, it turned out to be a woman.

How could it be, it wasn't her, it must not be her, but noon had arrived, and there was no other blue-clothed scimitar in the entire Furong Street, the woman walked to the back alley, kill, kill, Mu Ziyun muttered in his mouth, but his feet seemed to be injected with a thousand catties of molten iron, it was too late, and the woman was in trouble after the back alley. Mu Ziyun smashed his thigh with a fist with his left hand, and the pain made him regain consciousness and fly away. There were too few pedestrians in the back alley, and Mu Ziyun chased after the woman in three or four steps, "Stop." ”

"Huh?" The woman turned around when she heard the sound, and her beautiful face only made people drunk, but Mu Ziyun didn't have a mind, and looked at the white-winged jade plate on the woman's chest in surprise.

"Hey, Senior Brother Mu, it's you."

Mu Ziyun's brain is like paste, and the task given to me by Yumen is to kill the people of Yumen!

"Senior Brother Mu?" The woman's voice was crisp. Mu Ziyun looked at the woman, I seem to have seen this person, by the way, she is from the southern school, although she is two or three years older than me, but she started later than me, and I talked to her in the annual exam last year. Why?

"Senior Brother Mu? Do you have something to do with me? ”

"I, no, I said, it's okay, you go, let's go." Mu Ziyun held the rootless feather in his hand, turned around, ignored the woman's words, hurriedly walked out of the alley, walked two or three steps, his heart beat hard, and he had to sit down against the wall, did I fail, it must be that the task was wrong, or I missed the goal, she just happened to be dressed similarly, sitting on the ground, Mu Ziyun thought of a hundred words, and all kinds of people around him walked by a lot, but few people looked at Mu Ziyun, Mu Ziyun gradually lost his mind, like a transparent object, like a shadow.

Mu Ziyun stood up and walked towards the deep alley step by step.

"Stop"

"Hey, Senior Brother Mu, what's wrong with you, is there something wrong?" The woman looked at Mu Ziyun suspiciously.

Mu Ziyun's face was cold, "Something." ”

"What's the matter with Senior Brother Mu?"

"You know"

"I, I don't know, what Senior Brother Mu means."

Mu Ziyun looked at the woman coldly and pulled out the rootless feather from his arms, "There must be a reason, right." ”

The woman became more and more surprised, "Senior Brother Mu, I don't understand. ”

"I don't understand either, but I know, kill you and I'll understand."

"What" the woman's face turned pale, "Mu, why did Senior Brother Mu kill me, we are the same family." ”

"No" Mu Ziyun blew out the rootless feather, "The master once told me that the Yumen will never mutilate the same sect, and such an important battle order for me to kill you means that you are not a disciple of this sect, who are you." ”

"I, I'm from Yumen, we've met."

"Okay," Mu Ziyun stepped up, "I'll know if I kill you." ”

Stepping on the white feather into the void, his body was like an arrogant phoenix to the remnant peak, without giving the opponent any chance, Mu Ziyun stabbed in the air, "Ah" The woman was frightened, and as Mu Ziyun approached, she became more and more desperate. Mu Ziyun saw the woman's pitiful appearance, was I wrong, those tearful eyes, Mu Ziyun's heart ached, and when the tip of the feather was about to touch the woman's neck, both of them were desperate, perhaps they recognized the reality and accepted it silently.

Unexpectedly, in an instant, the woman's body leaned back, kicked her toes, and quickly flew backwards, pressing her hands on the ground, and her feet were in the air.

"You are really not a good type, you can already enter the Northern Sect with this kind of body, who are you and what is your purpose."

Hehe, the woman laughed evilly, "Since you choose to die, my sister will give you a ride, I am no worse than that Xu Zheng." ”

The woman pulled out the scimitar on her waist and attacked Mu Ziyun, Mu Ziyun stepped up, dodging the woman's blade, "I don't believe you can fly in the sky all the time, my sister is waiting for you here" The woman's knife light was fast, and Mu Ziyun slashed away with a slight fall.

After a moment, Mu Ziyun no longer stepped on the feathers, "Hehe, I finally can't hold on anymore, let's die." The woman swung the knife at Mu Ziyun, but Mu Ziyun did not dodge, she accelerated her left finger to the woman's elbow, and the finger knife moved at the same time, and finally when the scimitar was inches away from Mu Ziyun, the woman's arm was hit, the numbness spread in an instant, the scimitar slipped down, Mu Ziyun's white feather wiped her neck, blood spurted out, the woman covered her neck, and retreated in horror.

Mu Ziyun put away the rootless feather, "I lost to Xu Zheng, because he was fighting for his life, I was fighting for fame, and now that I have given up my life, I may not lose to him when I kill someone." ”

"You, you ....." Huh? Mu Ziyun frowned slightly, he could still speak after his neck was wiped open?

"You damn it" The voice was extremely hoarse, and the man roared a few more words, Mu Ziyun exclaimed: "This voice, you are a man?" It turned out to be a man dressed as a woman, and Mu Ziyun just wiped the voice changer on the man's neck.

"Say, who the hell are you!"

The man fell to his knees, losing his voice. Is it dead, Mu Ziyun walked towards the man, hey, the white light stabbed out, what, Mu Ziyun's heart was not good, but he didn't have time to hide, his right arm was in a hidden weapon, and the man flew away when he saw this, "You go to die!" Mu Ziyun burst out of his evil breath, quickly came behind the man, hooked his left hand and stabbed it, right on the man's death hole, poof, and the man fell to the ground and died immediately.

In this way, he felt the pain in his right arm, pulled out the hidden weapon, it turned out to be a short sword, fortunately it was non-poisonous, groped out the medicine bottle from his arms, bit open the lid and sprinkled it into the wound.

In a restaurant not far away, Yang Zhen said to Yang Qing: "General, too young." ”

"yes, it's still too little experience, but it's good to be able to take this step."

Mu Ziyun returned to the Yumen barracks, pushed open the stone gate and entered, there were already black-clothed people waiting with lanterns, "I didn't finish it enough, but I passed the trial, and I can only come to the barracks to receive tasks in the future." ”

"Yes"

"Let me get paid."

Mu Ziyun got two hemp grass roots and one blood root naginata. Mu Ziyun sighed that the reward was generous, and a blood root nagina could only have a chance to get it for a year to do ordinary tasks.

In the elders' house, "Master, who is that person?" ”

"He's an undercover agent from another sect"

"Oh? How did the elders find out? ”

"Just last year's annual exam, he was noticed when he talked to you?"

"Why"

"Undercover agents tend to dig into secrets, they hide too deep and it's hard to find, but if we stay next to the secrets, it's too easy."

"The master is saying, I'm a secret?"

"The genius of each sect is a secret, go back and rest, and then every day is an experience."

"Yes"