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Dressed loosely, the black-haired young man who looked like a mild-mannered university professor floated in the cold night, faintly 'glancing' at the luxurious buildings on the mountain—it was obviously a luxurious mansion like a king's residence, but there was a slight ominous aura that made people's hearts cold, and the gate without a trace of light looked like a demon's open mouth at this time, which could definitely stop ordinary people.

The Mansion of Kiri!

The magician who has begun to decline, the only remaining magician in the family is the old man named Jian Tong Dirty Yan, the head of this generation, there are two sons under his knees, the eldest son has even become a family, but his grandson does not seem to have the talent of a magician, all in all, this is a magic family that was once extremely brilliant, but now it is gradually declining, as if it happened in history.

On the face of it, it should be.

Gently landed in front of the gate of the Jiantong Mansion, Chen Fei's face had a calm aura like before the rainstorm, but the movements were much more violent, an obscure light flashed on the simple ring on his finger, and a pure white long sword appeared in his hand, his wrist turned slightly, and the blade of the sword pointed straight at the seemingly unguarded luxury building like the fangs of a fierce beast, and in the next moment, the violent murderous aura like a tiger coming out of the box pounced fiercely towards the mansion as if it came from the abyss.

Tear pull~

Like a woman who has no ability to resist facing a tyrannical man, the magic enchantment that was originally hidden outside the Jian Tong Mansion trembled in the raging murderous storm, and vaguely several attacks of the magic enchantment locked Chen Fei, and the gentle young man with slightly closed eyes seemed to be unaware at this time and slowly walked towards the open door with leisurely steps, and the steady footsteps clearly resounded in a basement shrouded in darkness through the transmission of magic, like an invitation from death, so that fine beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of a figure, and then gently slid down。

"Assassin ... ”

Outside the gates. Chen Fei slowly walked into the fortress-like mansion with his long sword obliquely, and just as his figure was completely swallowed up by the darkness, the magic power surging like a wave became even more frantically worshipped, gently poking out the sharp minions like a provoking wolf pack, but just as these tyrannical magic enchantments were about to tear apart the provocative lamb, the surging magic power came to an abrupt end. The locked door of the main house creaked open.

“。。 Please come in, Lord Martial Saint... ”

"Oh?"

Some dry voices made Chen Fei raise his eyebrows slightly in surprise, but then he returned to his original expression, the long sword in his hand turned lightly, and the young man with slightly closed eyes slowly stepped into the unsettling house like an abyss, and said with a gentle smile: "But I don't want someone to recognize someone after thousands of years, but where did you see Fei's identity, the master of the Jiantong family?"

Walking softly in the luxuriously decorated house, Chen Fei's gentle laughter mixed with the sound of quiet footsteps passed far away in the viscous darkness for a long time. The dry and old voice sounded again: "As an assassin, he has the heroism of a general, and the weapon he uses is not the dagger or bow commonly used by the assassin, but a dark golden sword, or he is proficient in all blades on the battlefield... There are not many people like you in history ... ”

The dry voice echoed in the house, and at the same time, Chen Fei's figure slowly walked towards a locked basement - the aura of the magic enchantment above the heavy iron door was extremely clear, the corners of his mouth outlined a gentle smile, and the white and slender palm of the black-haired young man gently stroked the iron door. In the next moment, the creation that had taken the painstaking efforts of its master was shattered. The heavy material seemed to have been cut tens of thousands of times in an instant by some sharp being, and before it could completely fall, it turned into fine powder and disappeared with the wind.

"And among these beings, there is only one who is so calm and calm even if he is assassinated... In a dry sigh, a thin old man in the house slowly turned around, looked at the black-haired young man who was smiling gently, bowed lightly, and said, "That is the martial saint who calmly retreated after killing the emperor." Lord Chen Fei, you... I just don't know what your purpose is in looking for old decay this time?"

Before the words fell, the old man named Jian Tong Dirty Yan was face suddenly stiffened, and a momentum full of tyranny and bloody aura was fiercely pressed down on him, and the already very weak body made a crackling sound in this almost substantial aura, and the huge pain almost made him feel that he would be directly crushed into a ball of minced meat in the next moment. In the sound of steady footsteps, a pair of feet in sneakers appeared in his field of vision, struggling to raise his head, the center of the terrifying momentum that almost directly distorted the present world, the black-haired youth was still smiling gently, but let a cold breath uncontrollably emerge from the bottom of Jian Tong's dirty inkstone.

。。 This guy. This kind of character. . .

"The head of the Jian Tong family~" squatted down slightly, his slender palm was like an iron tong clasping the throat of the Jian Tong dirty inkstone, and his arm slightly lifted the thin body directly in the air, "Your youngest son Jian Tong Yan Ye participated in this Holy Grail War as the emperor of the berserker, and then, the berserker snatched the treasure under and fled directly, you... ”

Pulling the old man who was flushed due to breathlessness in front of him, Chen Fei's dull eyes went straight to the pupils of Jian Tong's dirty inkstone, and his gentle smile was like a smile of death in the old man's eyes, "Do you know where he is?"

。。。。。

"Ahem, ahem... ”

After half a ring, the old man like a monster knelt on the ground and coughed rapidly, his face flushed, every cough seemed to be trying his best, the green tendons in the corners of his forehead couldn't help but swell, it looked like an ordinary old man who had been abused, not a powerful magician, and in fact-

When he was captured by Chen Fei, the pure sword qi in Chen Fei's body directly entered his body, and even the terrifying sword qi that could be cut off by his soul invaded his body, and the insects in his body were almost as if they had encountered a natural enemy, which was unbelievably honest.

"I see.,You don't know the whereabouts of the night of the wild goose.,In this case, the matter will be settled.,But... ”

In front of the old man who was languishing, Chen Fei, who was dressed loosely, frowned a little solemnly, but in the next moment, he converged into a still gentle smile, which made the figure of the dirty inkstone tremble fiercely.

"The head of the family between the Kiri, Fei has another thing to discuss with you... ”

(Thank you for the light years, papapa, book friends 160406233840138 reward, thank you~) (To be continued.) )