The capital, the main temple of light.

A slender man bent down and put the food in his hand on the mouth of the white pigeon, and then a pale face showed a faint but cold smile, and another man with a strong face sat on the bench beside him, and his bare and powerful arm was tattooed with some kind of totem, which made him look particularly powerful, patted him on the shoulder, and said: " Xingxi, today is really a special day, you finally came out of that terrible place after four years, I really can't believe that you can still be the same as before, just like when I first met, in the future, we brothers join forces, what else can't be done in the world?"

The sturdy man was emotional, his face was full of excitement mixed with a hint of yearning brilliance, as if the glorious road was just around his eyes, Li Xing smiled faintly, did not speak, the sturdy man put his arms around his shoulders and said: " My prisoner was originally an outlaw, and I had already seen these life and death insignificant, until I met you, I didn't understand the true meaning of my life, we only knew each other for half a year, and after half a year, you went to that kind of place alone, and told me not to look for you, although I really wanted to go in to find you, but I still listened to your words and didn't go in, four years ah we finally got together again, no matter where you go in the future, my prisoner will go with you. ”

After feeding the food in his hand, Li Xingxi looked at the white pigeon that was gradually moving away, with a faint smile on his pale face, and said, "The two of us seem to have a very special relationship." ”

The prisoner grinned widely, then looked at him sincerely and said, "After all, I only have one friend from you."

The path of a killer has finally come to an end today, the prisoner's face is a little less fierce in the sun, but like an approachable big brother next door, no matter what kind of past he has before, this is how he feels to us now.

"Are you still going to stay with that kid?"

Li Xingxi nodded lightly: "I don't know where to go." ”

The prisoner touched his beardless cheeks: "I really don't understand, Shao Yan's milky and dry kid is worth your attention." Looking at the silent Li Xingxi, he shook his head slightly: "The world is so big, there is no place we can't go, if you like to be there, I can also understand, since you left that organization, I don't think there is anything in this world that can be worthy of." ”

Li Xingxi glanced at the ruins of the temple in the distance: "Punishment, what is your dream?"

"Dreams?" the prisoner was stunned, thought for a moment, and had an awkward expression on his face: "Don't you think it's a bit embarrassing for me to ask me this kind of question? As a wandering killer, what dreams can there be." Actually, I also thought about quitting this road, in fact, I am tired of killing, and tired of this bloody life, if I really want to talk about dreams, then I should find a farm to live in, raise a little lamb in captivity, find a decent wife, and settle down for this life. ”

Li Xing next to him smiled faintly: "Very good dream." ”

"Don't always talk about me, what about you? Xingxi, I've always been curious about your dreams. ”

Li Xingxi thought for a moment and said, "I'm almost the same as you." ”

"That's all, too perfunctory, isn't it?"

"Hehe, you'll find out later. ”

The prisoner was a little disappointed, but did not ask.

He knows that this man never reveals half a word about what he doesn't want to say, and when he wants to say it, even if he doesn't ask, he will tell himself everything, in his heart, this man has never been defeated, and the people who come out of that organization have never been weak, it is an organization that belongs to the night, maybe the reputation of this organization is not very loud, but if anyone knows about this organization, they will have a kind of fear from the heart, that organization is like a death that ingests human souls in the night, just like the name of this organization- Soul Fear.

Shocking the soul, dementoring the soul.

Imperial capital, court.

The sun was shining at noon, the snow had already melted, and Luoyang City had lost its coat of silver.

Han Chen closed the door of his sister Han Yu's room, his face swept away the haze from the moment he went out, and he smiled normally, looking at the few evergreen trees in front of the door, his tired expression breathed a sigh of relief, and he said lightly to the empty space where there was no one around: "Come out." ”

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen black shadows appeared in front of Han Chen, all kneeling down on one knee, with respectful expressions, they were dressed in black clothes, there were men and women, all of them were carrying slender and slender swords, these people's faces were cold, and their eyes were the same, as if revealing a restrained murderous aura, and everyone had a strong momentum.

Han Chen nodded with satisfaction, as if he admired this assassin whom he had worked so hard to cultivate: "You have no identity, no name, and you can't even see the light, do you have any complaints in your heart?"

No one spoke.

Han Chen nodded, with a faint satisfied smile on his white face: " The royal knights under my father's command are now under my command, and the world knows that my royal family has such a strong force, and each of them is one of the strongest in the world, but today, your appearance means that they are about to be replaced, I don't want you to disappoint me, the minions of various countries are secretly dormant, and the Western Temple has not appeared in person, but the people of the Night Knight Organization have been co-opted by them, and they must be strictly guarded against this time, in case of emergency. ”

The man in black still didn't speak, but Han Chen's every word was clearly reflected in their hearts, his words meant their mission, and what they had to do was to obey without question.

With a wave of his hand, the man in black scattered and retreated, even if he disappeared without a trace.

Han Chen rubbed his forehead, what had happened recently really gave him a bit of a headache, the forces of various countries were about to move, and the temple was eyeing him, which made it difficult for him as the monarch of a country to sleep and eat, and he even racked his brains every day to think about late at night, so that his face looked very tired, and the whole person looked like an ordinary weak reader.

As an emperor, there are naturally many direct forces around him, this organization that has been cultivated for many years and finally debuts is about to show his edge of forbearance for many years, and the things in his heart make Han Chen feel depressed, but he is thinking about Luo Fan who has already left Luoyang for Southern Xinjiang at this moment.

"Luo Fan, don't blame me, Mr. Sodros once said that you don't belong to this world, although I don't know what this is, but I believe that you must have what you have done, or you will have your heart many years later, but I really hope you can remember that you once called me Brother Han. ”