Whose melancholy is it that the quiet, blue sky is? The blue of the sea flowed in the void air, and the white clouds floated leisurely with the breeze like translucent jellyfish. Clean, warm sunlight scattered over the beautiful, rich, tranquil, verdant Hailar savannah. It's been about a week, and the thrilling but regrettable assassination that ended in failure is still fresh in my mind. I looked down at the turquoise scimitar in my hand, which Commander Hassan had decided to give to me the moment before I walked into the teleportation. This is currently the best of the few A-level equipment ranked in the whole continent, Alibaba's Full Moon Scimitar. I gently rubbed the green magic hedron embedded in the hilt, and the scimitar gradually emitted wisps of green smoke, and the green smoke was mixed with golden stars. When the golden stars gradually expanded, and finally took the shape of the moon, my slightly sorry heart was finally liberated.

"A good horse with a good saddle, a sword for a beautiful woman." These are the words of Hassan when he brought the knife to me with a knife in both hands. I wanted to refuse his kindness, but I was afraid that he would misunderstand my sincerity in the alliance, so for the first time, I used my shemale identity to get a top-level piece of equipment for nothing. To be honest, I like to take advantage of my friends when I play games, but I don't really like to owe anything to strangers.

Hassan and Kadu are both Mongols, and it is their nature to be bold, although the world makes them a little smooth, but their simple hearts have not changed. A friend is a friend, and an enemy is an enemy. When I said that I had decided to go alone to the Hailar steppe to hunt the Hailar Wardens, I was relieved to find that the admiration in their eyes had replaced the slightly colored ones.

The sun moved from the east to the west, and the light gradually turned from bright to dim, but my slightly anxious heart did not weaken slightly because of the passage of time, but increased dramatically with the times. Actually, I came here to hunt the Hyrule Warden purely on the spur of the moment. Now that I've developed the Speed Burst skill, my desire for mounts isn't as strong as it was at the beginning. Although the shape of this mount is very stylish, but the footsteps of Bu Xilin are really not my wish. The breeze swept across the earth, making the knee-high grass rise and fall like waves in the sea, and there was a feeling of relaxation when viewed from a distance. But I don't have the time and leisure to enjoy the scenery. Three hours, if the Hyrule Warden disappears because they are out of combat, it should reappear after three hours. According to the clues provided by Hassan, when he escaped, the Hyrule Warden had already entered a berserk state, and he was supposed to kill all of them, then opened the leash door and hid somewhere, then reappeared three hours later.

The sky gradually darkened, and the darkness gradually swallowed my last hope like a giant mouth. I'm back to the place where I fought Schilling to the death, hoping to find traces of the Hyrule Warden here. However, I encountered a large number of people from the [Seven Star Society] that I least wanted to meet. Apparently they have the same purpose as me.

I went into stealth mode, clinging to the edge of their guard line, sparing them and starting to observe. They already have 5 Nightmares. And isn't the starry crowd in that crowd the same Schilling who has always made me hate it? And the other four on horseback were naturally the other four in his elite squad of five. I suddenly laughed to myself. When on horseback, you can't cast any magic. This system setting,It looks like I'm going to make good use of it today.。

The sun sank into the distance, the moon was obscured by thick clouds, and many people from the [Seven Star Society] lit torches, but the flickering light of the fire only created better conditions for my assassination. The swaying shadows were cascading, and I walked freely through the shadows.

I targeted Schilling's poor girlfriend Celine, who was known as the "No. 1 Blood Law in the Mainland". This should be Schilling's closest person in the game, killing her can give Schilling the biggest shock. I've always admired a passage from a book about a psychopathic killer: Killing a person doesn't give him the greatest sense of fear, only killing his closest people in front of him can give him the greatest stimulation and make him feel the fear you give him the most.

I put a frost trap on my reserved escape route, this is my new comprehension after my trap technique has risen to the intermediate level, this trap is triggered, it can reduce the movement speed of all objects within a radius of ten square meters to half of the original speed, although this trap does not have any damage, but I think the effect is greater than the other two traps. Subsequently, I placed two more fire traps and lightning traps around this trap. Such a perfect booby trap array is complete.

I touched Celine's back, and the poor little beauty was still riding her horse beside Schilling, looking at her sweetheart like a nymphomaniac, not knowing that a catastrophe was coming. Women are also human beings, and I don't know how to be self-reliant and self-loving at all. That's why I'd rather risk being beaten up every day than choose the violent Gao Yanyan instead of Mochizuki, who is more skilled in bed.

I felt for the full moon scimitar and the blood-red tears. It's strange to say, I don't know what rules this system uses to classify weapons, but the full moon scimitar is also divided into the dagger column, and this is the first time I've seen such a long and large dagger, and in my opinion it should be classified as a knife or sword like its name. However, this is not something I can control, and the system would be better off defining it as a dagger. This way, none of my skills will be unusable because of their weapon stats.

I took a deep breath, and the Assassin's explosive power began to manifest throughout my body. Stealth backstab, backstab. With a miserable scream from Celine, the people of the [Seven Star Society] around her began to quickly surround this side, and the people of Schilling and the other three elite groups around her immediately began to dismount. Cloak of Shadows. An invisible curtain darker than darkness enveloped everyone, making it impossible for them to see the world around them, and I aimed at Celine and stabbed Celine in the back. Celine fell directly off the horse and filled a vial that can restore the maximum amount of health on the market now. I know that you are known as the number one blood method in the whole continent, and there is a lot of blood. But there is also a limit to how much blood there is, can you be higher than the barbarian Hansen? Another fierce backstab. The blood-soaked special effect of the blood-red tears was stimulated. Bright red blood continued to gush from several striking wounds on the back of Celine's slender waist, and there were shocking blood stains everywhere on her snow-white mage robes. She struggled forward in agony and took a small step. I sneered, isn't this stupid X? He had been giving up the big gap in his back to an assassin who was born as a thief. Then I will take it as a matter of course, and it will be another stab in my hand, and it will feel really good to be home. Celine clasped her hands together, and a shockwave of red sparks and pale black smoke scattered from her feet. Isn't this the fire blast of the fire system? It seems that he also knows resistance, hehe, it's kind of interesting. Taking advantage of my slowing speed, she hurriedly made an instantaneous movement that dodged to a distance of 4 meters in front of me. Want to escape? I grabbed the weapon with both hands behind my back, and aimed it at her to give her a "psychic blast", and at the moment of her vertigo, followed by a flying dragon in the sky. I'm sorry, but my Wyvern's range in the Celestial Leg is now 5 meters, which is a little bit farther than the distance you can teleport. I kicked her in the back of the bleeding wounds, knocking her to the ground, and then raised my hands to the back of her heart and thrust them into the handle. Celine stopped struggling, her eyes began to drift, her gaze began to stretch towards infinity, and the signs of life began to disappear from her. A generation of blood law was killed by me like this.

After killing Celine, I immediately withdrew and started to run away, killing one yellow name, and killing two names turned red. I wouldn't be stupid enough to make myself famous until I had a letter of appointment with the [Seven Star Society], and although I knew that they had a priest in their team who could resurrect Celine on the spot, I chose to retreat. My purpose is just to give Schilling a small shake and make him not forget the existence of my old friend. I gave Schilling a psychic blast to free him from the darkness of the Cloak of Shadows, but kept him dizzy. I lifted the hood from my head, gave him a flying kiss with a smile, and then turned and began to flee along the route of the originally scheduled retreat. I was well distanced to allow him to see my expressions and movements, but he couldn't get me into the range of his spells without a horse when he was out of his vertigo. He immediately mounted his horse again and pursued me, but he rushed into the trap I had already set.

Trapped by the Frost Trap, Schilling roared angrily while enduring my alternative Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire, "Turtledove, you have remembered it for me. Someday I'll make you succumb! ”

I smiled noncommittally and disappeared from his vision like the wind. Succumb? Funny, I don't have that word in my dictionary. Schilling, I'm killing your girlfriend today is just a small appetizer before the implementation of the huge revenge plan I prepared for you, and when you're done, don't be scared when you pay the bill.