The night is dark and the wind is high.

It's not a gentle night for listening to music.

It's when someone wants to kill someone and set a fire.

Qin came to pick up such a sentence in his diary to sigh at the atmosphere of this night's slaughter.

And at this moment.

He felt the darkness around him, and turned on the hunter instinct.

When this skill was activated, Qin Luo frowned slightly.

Because he could feel the most powerful aura, about seven hundred meters away.

If you extinguish the lights in your own room at that distance, without affecting the other ornaments here, such a fine control ability is difficult for even a Jindan Realm monk to do.

And he didn't think that the other party could have an existence beyond the Jindan realm.

Otherwise, the other party can directly take themselves away or kill them with just one hand, so why play this kind of virtual and real routine now.

So the other party should have arranged for others to come near the Tianji Tower and put out their lights first.

This also exposes a shortcoming of the hunter's instinct.

That is, it senses the breath of the most powerful enemy within a radius of one kilometer, and cannot sense the breath of all enemies within a radius of one kilometer.

Now the other side is a group of people, obviously prepared.

But he wasn't afraid.

Just now, my mind was basically focused on the diary, and it happened that the other party chose to sneak in at this time, so he was not noticed.

But the other side can only seize this good opportunity.

Qin Luo took a deep breath and stood up.

This time he didn't choose to walk to the ledge, although the view was the best, but the same problem was that it was too empty.

There is no problem in facing those martial arts people who are not a threat to themselves.

But now it's the people who come from the Hidden Building, and if they do it themselves, they are simply a target.

He picked up the sword box, slowly pushed open the door, felt the breath around him, and walked down to the first floor.

The rule that the enemy does not move and I do not move is obviously not going to work against those assassins.

When Qin Luo walked to the lobby on the first floor, a breeze blew in front of him.

This wind is brought up by the movement of the other party's body.

Moment.

An inky black short knife had already stabbed in front of Qin Luo.

It contains a deep murderous aura, and with the confidence of the sword master's one-hit kill, it gives people a feeling of seeing blood when they are out of the sheath.

The next second.

The jet-black short knife was indeed stained with blood, and the scarlet liquid smashed down the tip of the knife to the ground like rain dripping down the eaves, splashing away.

The Assassin lying on the ground was horrified, clutching his stomach. There was disbelief in his eyes.

Qin Luo's shot just now was too fast.

He had never seen an assassin so responsive.

One second his knife was still in his hand, the next second his hand was slightly numb, and then it was stuck in his stomach.

"It's just a tool man used for temptation, it seems that his strength is at most at the Xuan level." Qin Luo played with the ink knife for two seconds, and then threw it aside, uninterested.

Then he leaned down and whispered, "If you can still get up now, go out and report a message, and call your people who can be in charge to come and talk to me, and don't call you little ones to come and die, there is no point." ”

After all, he didn't kill just now, he was just a stab in the stomach.

After hearing this, the face of the assassin on the ground twitched slightly, and he struggled to his feet and glanced at Qin Luo.

Qin Luo said coldly: "If you still want to continue to do it, you can try it, but anyway, someone will come later, and there is no shortage of you to report it." ”

The Assassin immediately turned around and walked towards the door without looking back.

When the figure walked out of the Tianji Tower, it turned to the right and disappeared into Qin Luo's field of vision.

And Qin Luo gently twisted his head to the side, dodging a flying knife.

Then he kicked his left leg back hard.

A moment later, there was the muffled sound of a heavy object hitting the wall.

Qin Luo sighed and said: "Since there is someone who reports the news, then there is no need for you to keep it, if you want to blame it, you are not the first to make a move, and you choose to make a move." ”

The assassins who made the attack obviously thought that they were hiding well, and they thought that Qin Luo's vigilance would be minimized when the messenger disappeared from Qin Luo's field of vision.

So they made a move, and they have to pay the price for their shot this time.

At this time.

Qin Luo gently patted the sword box in his hand.

The sword aura is overflowing, this sword aura is not ferocious, but it has the domineering aura of subduing everything and killing everything.

The next moment.

The three walls of the Tianji Tower were stamped with blood, and the two corpses fell silently from the beams of the room, until they hit the ground with a "bang" sound.

And in the process, Qin Luo didn't even open his sword box, and simply relied on that sharp sword qi to destroy all the assassins who infiltrated the Tianji Tower.

He is so relaxed and freehand, and he has three points of credit for the cold rain sword.

It has been enshrined in the Taimiao Temple for nearly a hundred years, and its sharpness has not been lost, but it has developed a unique sword intent to look down on all living beings.

Qin Luo let it out of its sheath last time, and relying on this sword intent, he easily slashed dozens of people.

And this time, there were less than ten assassins who infiltrated the Tianji Tower, and Qin Luo was too lazy to open the sword box, so he just patted the sword box casually to release some of the sword intent.

After doing all this, Qin Luo lazily leaned against the only white wall and looked at the door.

An autumn wind at night swept up the fallen leaves, blowing away the bloody air in the building.

He smacked his lips as he instinctively sensed that the strongest person in the vicinity of the Hidden Mansion was still motionless.

It seems that the other party is a little arrogant, and his performance is not enough for the other party to do it himself.

But it doesn't matter.

He turned and walked back to the third floor, re-lit the incense candles, and began to boil water, intending to make tea.

A quarter of an hour later.

Before the three assassins could enter the building, they were easily killed by Qin Luo from the upper floor with a touch of sword intent.

After all, he is not writing a diary now, and it is impossible for the other party to want to enter the building.

Thinking of this, Qin Luo couldn't help but look at the diary on his desk, hesitating.

If you die tonight...... It should be revealed.

There are so many things that are not enough for outsiders, if they are known by others, Qin Luo can only be glad that after his reincarnation, he lives in this world with a new identity.

"I finally know why serious people never keep a diary." Qin Luo smiled helplessly.

He picked up the diary and sighed, but he was still reluctant to burn it.

But if the other party is bent on killing him, and he is defeated, then he has to lead a thunderbolt to split this diary before he dies.

The next second.

Qin Luo put down the diary and turned his gaze from its shell to the window.

The strongest person from the Hidden Building tonight finally moved, constantly moving left and right, extremely fast.

But the man's general direction was still moving towards himself, almost instantaneously.