One night, Li Longfei, the fifth prince of the Blue Star Mosanguo, woke up and felt that he summoned his henchmen overnight and asked him to rush to Red Leaf City overnight with a handwritten letter, and ordered him to contact the Red Leaf Mercenary Group, hoping that the Red Leaf Mercenary Group could serve the five princes.

In Red Leaf City, when it comes to the Red Leaf Mercenary Group, everyone knows about it, and the reason for this has to start from a hundred years ago.

Moissanism was ruled by the white race a hundred years ago, and the yellow race was regarded as an inferior race, living at the bottom of society, oppressed, and enslaved. The tyranny of the white race, coupled with the exorbitant taxation, led to the growing tension between the two races, to the point that it could not be contained.

A yellow man named Li Yunlong was born, raised the banner of the yellow uprising, and called on the yellow people to rise up and resist. The uprising ignited like a prairie fire, and the tide of the uprising overthrew the white race and established the yellow race. Li Yunlong's great achievements were praised as the king of Taizu by later generations.

In addition, Li Yunlong's rebel army also carried out a genocide of whites, killing almost all whites in Moissan, and the surviving whites fled to the surrounding white countries. This revenge massacre also led to hatred between Mozambique and its white neighbors, and the white countries all joined forces to launch a coalition attack on Mozambique.

However, under the leadership of Li Yunlong, the first emperor of the ages, Moissanguo and the coalition army launched a war for ten years, and finally succeeded in winning the Great Patriotic War.

After years of war, the white state weakened, but the Moisan state grew stronger, gradually expanding its territory, and finally became the most powerful country in the blue star, and then prospered for a hundred years.

In the past 100 years, the war between Mozambique and its neighbors has never really stopped, and there are countless frictions, large and small. A hundred years of hatred have brought the white race and the yellow race to the point where they are incompatible. In Mozambique, almost all the white people were killed, and in the white country, almost all the yellow people were killed.

In Mozambique, no white man has ever dared to show up. This phenomenon did not alleviate until a hundred years later. A hundred years of war, a hundred years of ethnic hostilities, countless families have been displaced, countless people have been uprooted from their homes, people are deprived of livelihoods, people are unstable, Moissanite and its neighbours are tired of it.

So the third king of Mozambique, the king who had just died. He took the lead in advocating peace, extending an olive branch to his neighbors and giving up many disputed territories. Years later, the king's move was triggered, and the neighboring countries, which were also tired of war, developed a desire for peace.

A number of neighboring countries and Mozambique reached peace agreements to stop the endless wars, legislated to prohibit genocide and racial discrimination, and carried out free trade and free movement among the people.

Among them, mercenaries visited and used each other, which became the most successful diplomatic means, and was known as mercenary diplomacy in history.

And the Red Leaf Mercenary Group, which is also a product of this period, the Mercenary Group from the Northern Papal State, has taken root in Red Leaf City. The head of the mercenary group is kind, knows people and makes good use of them, does not appoint cronyism, and more than half of the high-level people are yellow.

The Red Leaf Mercenary Regiment has strong combat effectiveness, and has protected the lives and property of the Moissanite caravan hundreds of times in escort missions, and has received rave reviews.

The Red Leaf Mercenary Regiment is willing to dedicate itself and take the initiative to clean up the bandits around Red Leaf City, sweep away the surrounding robbers, and make the security of Red Leaf City improve day by day.

In addition, the Red Leaf Mercenary Group is highly disciplined, never disturbs the people, punishes the evil and promotes the good, takes the initiative to help the weak, takes care of the lonely elderly and children, and has established a very high reputation in the eyes of the common people.

As a result, the Red Leaf Mercenary Group is not only known to everyone in Red Leaf City, but also has a far-reaching reputation, attracting the favor of many hot-blooded heroes and heroes, and thus growing stronger day by day. From the initial dozens of people, it has now grown to hundreds now.

On this day, a strange thing happened at the headquarters of the Red Leaf Mercenary Regiment, Red Leaf Castle, including the regiment commander Du Cre, there were a total of ten people, and half of the high-level people couldn't sleep overnight and fell unconscious.

This made everyone in the Red Leaf Mercenary Group panic, and they invited many Langzhong, famous doctors, and even white priests from all over the country, and they worked for three days and three nights, but there was still no effect.

It is incomprehensible that the unconscious person does not have any trauma and is unconscious for no reason. The supernatural incident that happened in the Red Leaf Mercenary Group spread quickly, and the more outrageous it became.

The high-level of the Red Leaf Mercenary Group was collectively poisoned, and the poisoner may be the enemy lurking in the mercenary group; the Red Leaf Mercenary Group fought infighting, and most of the high-level people were killed and injured; The Red Leaf Mercenary Group was haunted, and half of the high-level leaders were possessed by ghosts and fell unconscious; The Red Leaf Mercenary Group was cursed, and the source of the curse was countless ghosts who died unjustly in the hands of white people......

In fact, among the many rumors, only the haunted rumor is the closest to reality. That is, in order to meet the special recruitment trial assessment of the Soul Cultivation Star Qinglong Primary School, the staff of the trial hall in the Blue Star took advantage of the night to withdraw the body used for the assessment from the soul. Without a soul body, he naturally became a vegetative person and was unconscious.

The witch dragon's head was groggy and muddy, and it took a long time before he had a little consciousness.

Slowly opening the heavy eyelids, the vision became clearer and clearer from blurry. He was covered with a red futon and lay on a delicate wooden bed, with dragons and phoenixes carved on the bed railings, with a strong antique atmosphere.

Not far from the bed was a table made of unknown precious wood, on which in addition to a set of coffee tables, there was also a pot of boiling medicine pots, and the medicine pots emitted a strong smell of medicine. On the chair next to him, there was also a woman dressed in red, with a plain appearance. The woman seemed to be tired and fell asleep with one hand on her chin.

Looking further away, the view was blocked by a row of papier-mâché doors and windows, and the sound of a group of people training seemed to be heard outside the window.

The witch dragon lifted the futon and put on a pair of cloth shoes that lay under the bed, trying to stand up.

However, a burning pain came from behind the root of his ear, and the witch dragon couldn't help but let out an ahhhhh

The cry of the witch dragon woke up the woman in white who was sleeping, and the woman in white opened her eyes and saw the witch dragon who had already gotten out of bed and walked, and shouted excitedly: "My lord, you are finally awake!"

After touching the root of his ear, the burning pain seemed to be bearable, and after getting used to it, Wu Long asked the woman in white, "Where is this?"

The woman's eyes widened, as if she was surprised by Wu Long's words.

"My lord, this is your room!"

"My room?" Wu Long wondered! When did his room become like this.

Oh, no! Wu Long suddenly remembered that he was no longer in the Soul Cultivation Star, and he had participated in the special recruitment trial, and he would be possessed by a person called Ren Changxie, and it seemed that he was now Ren Changxie's identity.

After remembering the cause and effect, Wu Long looked at the woman in white again and asked, "Who are you?"

The woman in white's eyes widened again, and replied, "I'm your maid!"

Maid?

Suddenly, the witch dragon's head was in sharp pain, and a wave of memories surged like a tide, frantically pouring into the witch dragon's head. Memories are very vague, composed of fragments, very scattered, but the main memory fragments are very clear.

It was a cold and cold evening, it was snowing, and my mother had been dead for a long time, and I cried and fainted on my mother's body for I don't know how many times. Hunger, cold, grief, helplessness, coldness, intertwined.

There were well-dressed people passing by the roadside, but none of them wanted to stop to help themselves, to help an orphan who was only six years old!

Just when he felt like he was dying! An uncle in a tattered cotton jacket came over, and he took out a **, a steamed bun that had been bitten half of it.

However, it was the most delicious steamed bun I had ever tasted! Later, I called that uncle Daddy. My father gave himself a name, called Ren Changxie, and he hoped that the name with the evil character would bring me a peaceful life.

Daddy took himself all the way to scavenging and begging for a living, at that time it was still in the midst of war, and the scavenging roads were full of displaced refugees, and the roadside was full of corpses that had died of starvation and froze. In the past three years, my father and myself have lived a precarious life and experienced many hardships and dangers before we came alive to usher in the arrival of the era of peace.

However, when peace came, my father was gone, and he did not die of war, nor of hunger and cold, but he was brutally beaten to death by a man. The murderer of Daddy was supposed to be a person who protected the people, but he was doing the things of a bully. The reason for killing Daddy is ridiculous, because Daddy picked up leftover food from the dog in front of his house.

Human life is even worse than a dog!

Holding his father's corpse and crying bitterly for a few days and nights, he hated his father's murderer, and hated his incompetence even more.

When he was at his most helpless, the Shadow Man took him in and taught him the art of killing.

In order to take revenge, he swung his sword day and night and practiced swords. One year, two years, three years, year after year.

The sword swing is getting faster and faster, more and more accurate, more and more tricky, and more and more powerful.

Six years later, finally, he has enough strength to serve the Shadow.

From the first time I accepted the shadow killing mission, I couldn't even hold the sword in my heart, to kill people without blinking, it only took me one year, from the outer members of the shadow to the inner disciple, it only took me two years, and from the bronze killer to the ace killer, it only took me three years. Most of the people who were able to reach their own heights took more than 30 years, while it only took 12 years for them to go before and after.

A genius that is rare in a hundred years in the killer world!

Others say this about themselves, but they don't care, they have been torturing themselves for many years, just for one thing, to avenge the murder of their father.

Ten years later, the official who killed his father had risen to the rank of minister of the imperial court, and the palace was heavily guarded.

But it didn't work, in front of the ace killer, ordinary soldiers are just ornaments.

That night, the official's family, young and old, 13 children, from 80 mothers to 3-year-old children, all died horizontally, and the official's head was cut off and disappeared without a trace.

I know where his head is, in my hands.

At my father's grave, I cleaned up the dead branches and weeds, put the official's head in front of my father's grave, and that day, I cried. You know, since my father died, I haven't shed a single tear.

The great revenge has been avenged, but he is not happy, but very lost. I can't help my family, I think of the innocent children of the officials' families, and I think of the countless souls who died under his sword. Feel like a bad person, a butcher, a devil.

Since then, an ace killer in the killer world has disappeared without a trace, and there are fewer and fewer rumors about him in the rivers and lakes.

I know that I will atone for my sins.

An organization called the Red Leaf Mercenary Group, which specializes in hoeing the strong and helping the weak, joined it himself. There, he became a high-ranking mercenary group, and there was a maid named Xiaocui who served him specially. In addition, he also met a girl named Liu Wu, which touched his heart that had not beaten for many years. May this life be like this, secretly in love with the girl you like, and live a life of sin plainly.

The surging memories finally stopped, and Wu Long almost couldn't tell who he was for a while, whether it was Wu Long or Ren Changxi.