Soon, a fearsome killer appeared on the road. Because no one knows his name, and no one knows what he looks like, because all those who have seen him are dead.

But in the places where he appeared, it was said that he had seen a very beautiful-looking man, who could not be more beautiful, appeared nearby. It is said that the man's beauty is not real. Even men are fascinated by it when they see it. There are no words to describe his appearance, and no amount of praise will pale in comparison. It's almost demonic.

Yes, they all say that they can't use the word handsome to describe him, they can only say that they are beautiful. But no one can be sure that he is the killer, but since every time he appears nearby, the killer appears. In addition, every time the killer kills people, it is three watches, so everyone names the killer: Jade-faced Yama. Soon spread among the war-torn rivers and lakes of the Six Kingdoms.

Handan. The mansion of a wealthy family.

Dozens of tables were set up in the main hall. Below sit all sorts of characters. There are people who look like knights, and there are people who look like officers and soldiers. There is a separate master position at the top. A man in his mid-twenties, dressed in rich clothes, pretended to be calm and was eating. Drinking. But if you look closely, you can see a little bead of sweat on his forehead. His hands trembled slightly.

"Master Zhou, I don't think this jade-faced Yama is a big deal, I must know that there are so many of us here, so I don't dare to come. A chivalrous man stood up and said.

"Hahaha," some chime in.

"What jade-faced Yama, exaggerated, must be a false rumor. Someone next to him said.

Master Zhou looked at the group of people below, took a deep breath and said, "Half a month ago, I received a letter from the jade-faced Yama. said that it was the third watch tonight, and they would come to take my life. The jade-faced Yama has never missed an appointment."

"I've never missed," said a timid man, with a little trembling body.

"Why, you're scared. Master Zhou usually treats us well, there are so many of us, jade-faced Yama, hum, let him come and go. A strong man said.

At this time, there was a sudden strong wind outside the house. "As a native of Zhao, he resold iron and rice to make huge profits for Qin. Do you recognize these.?" A voice came from nowhere, and then a piece of cloth was densely written with accusations of guilt, and a dart was shot next to Master Zhou.

Suddenly, the faces of these dozens of tables changed. There is fear, there is trembling.

Master Zhou's face was already pale at this time, but he still pretended to be calm. "I'm not the only one doing this, there are so many wicked people in the world, have you killed you, why bother me as a small businessman? Besides, the unification of the six countries by the Qin State is the trend of the times, and I am in accordance with the will of heaven." ”

"I don't care about this, I just take the task, read the indictment, and kill people!!。 "The back of a man in a black cloak and holding a sword appeared outside the lobby.

In the lobby, a group of people could no longer hold back, and drew their swords and headed towards this person.

As soon as the dozens of people walked up to him, he saw that he had just drawn his sword, and between the lightning and flint, he put the sword back into its scabbard. If someone uses a timer in modern times, they will find that this action is only 0.1 seconds before and after. It could have been faster, and the dozens of people would have all fallen at once. On everyone's neck, a red line gradually appeared, becoming more and more obvious, and then blood sprayed like a small fountain

Then, in an instant, he appeared behind Master Zhou, and all the hundreds of people in the lobby had fallen.

"The third watch has not yet arrived. You wait," he began.

The surroundings were quiet and terrifying, and Master Zhou constantly felt the bloody air around him, but such an atmosphere was too suffocating. Master Zhou sat on the seat, his body seemed to be under a fixed spell, he couldn't move, for the first time in his life, he felt that death was a relief, yes, at this time he no longer had the courage to escape, nor did he have the courage to speak, and he felt that he was even deprived of the right to be afraid. If I had to use one word to describe this feeling, it would be that life is better than death. Not physically, but mentally. If he had a sword in his hand, he would definitely stab himself without hesitation and give himself a relief. But at this moment, he seemed to have forgotten what he was even exhaling. He even forgot who he was, where he was, and what he was doing here. What kind of psychological pressure can make people have such a mentality, and now there are more adjectives to describe Master Zhou's inner world. They all look so pale and weak. He could only wait and wait, oh not expecting death to come, expecting death to come soon

can make a person who is as timid as a mouse, greedy for life and afraid of death, forget to escape, forget the most basic human instinct to survive. Instead, begging for death, how much psychological pressure does it take to make people show a state of near-mental collapse in an instant, and what kind of person will be the person who makes him have this mentality?

After a while, there was a message from outside, "The weather is dry, be careful of the fire candles." Three more arrived. Boom"

All of a sudden, this person appeared outside the lobby, Master Zhou was shocked, stood up, as if to speak, but on his neck, a red line gradually appeared, and then the head flew away from the body, and a larger blood-colored fountain erupted

Zhong Jingke wore a black cloak and black armor, walking on the street, and his figure seemed to merge into the whole black night. The empty streets, the lonely backs, and everything around them seem to tell the endless loneliness

"In an instant, your swordsmanship is getting faster and faster, and I can't see it clearly. A man dressed in white, with long flowing hair and an almost demonic appearance, slowly appeared behind Zhong Jingke.

"Why did you keep following me? Zhong Jingke said.

"Because we're friends. I said it. The man spoke.

"I don't have any friends. Zhong Jingke said.

"Yes, I'm your friend," the man said again.

In an instant, Zhong Jingke appeared in the man's position, and the man appeared in Zhong Jingke's position just now, which was equivalent to the two of them switching places.

"You're fast. Zhong Jingke said lightly.

"But at the rate at which you progress, you'll soon overtake me. The man spoke again.

"Why did you keep following me?" Zhong Jingke asked again.

"You've already asked this question, and I told you I'm your friend. The man said again.

Zhong Jingke didn't ask any more questions, turned around and prepared to leave.

"You're going to kill again? Where are you going this time. The man asked from behind.

"Even if I don't say it, you'll always know. Zhong Jingke left without looking back

Where will the next stop be? How long does this life last, every time in the dead of night, Zhong Jingke will keep asking himself, but he can never find the answer