He was about to squeeze in front of an assassin, but suddenly stopped, didn't say a word, just looked at the assassin quietly.

The assassin pretended to be an old beggar, holding a broken bowl in one hand and a bamboo cane in the other, and was about to approach Mowgli when suddenly there was a figure in front of him, and he was shocked. However, he remained silent, raised his thin face, rolled his two gray eyes, and shook the broken bowl in his hand.

"Uncle is good, uncle is good, let's reward the old flower for two dollars......"

To leave a feather and said coldly: "Lao Tzu is here to do a good job, tell Shi Dalong, if he dares to rob my business, I will take his head." ”

The assassin's eyes rolled, revealing a fierce look, and he looked at the feather without showing weakness, lowered his voice, and said: "If you want to leave a feather, this is a reward, not an order, anyone can grab it." ”

To leave a feather sneered: "You try." With that, he turned around and left.

The assassin gritted his teeth, looked up, looked in Stalone's direction, and shook his head.

Shi Dalong slapped his thigh angrily and sighed: "Wen Jin, you really said it, if you want to get away from this madman, you have to stick a leg sideways." ”

Ye Wenjin's face was also a little ugly, he pondered for a moment, and then said: "Door master, since this is the case, it is better to be a little quiet, first talk to you who wants to leave home, sell face, and let you leave home to control this madman, so as not to have a conflict." If we want to leave home, we will not lose our morality, and it will not be too late to start. ”

"It seems that this is the only way to go. Shi Dalong was very annoyed, he mobilized the crowd and personally led the team, just to kill the target with lightning speed and take off the bounty, but he didn't expect to have a branch and was about to be inserted from a feather.

He really wanted to kill him with a feather, but unfortunately he had to leave home and rank among the thirty-six clans, and his strength was not something that the dark eight men could fight. After thinking about it, Shi Dalong had no choice but to grit his teeth and say: "Let this country boy live for two more days, it's a pity that ......"

Ye Wenjin coughed at the right time and interrupted Shi Dalong's words. He didn't say why, but Shi Dalong already understood, because the stairs creaked, and the whole building shook, as if it would collapse at any moment.

In the frightened eyes of everyone, Wuji took Xiao Ziyue's hand and walked up to the second floor. He walked straight to the window and sat down across from Shi Dalong.

Lin Fei carried a bow and arrows on his back and stood behind Wuji.

Stone and Wood sat at the top of the stairs at each end, their massive bodies like a mountain of flesh, and sitting there was enough to make Stalon and the Assassins spread over the three floors change color without any movement.

The target to be assassinated suddenly appeared in front of them, which made the Assassins of Death Gate very unaccustomed and unprepared.

"In Xia Wuji, from the southern town of Crouching Tiger. Wuji said unhurriedly, picked up the tea bowl that was buckled upside down on the table, filled the tea bowl in front of Shi Dalong first, poured himself another cup, and took a sip slowly. "There are a few words, I want to ask the master of Shimen to pass them on to the brothers of the dark eight gates. ”

Shi Dalong's cheeks twitched involuntarily. He always wanted to take Wuji's head, but he never thought that he would sit face to face with Wuji, let alone bring anything for Wuji.

"The first sentence: The three members of the Jing family are my people, and whoever dares to touch a single hair of their cold hair, I will uproot your secret eight doors and leave no one behind. ”

Shi Dalong snorted: "With such a big breath, I actually want to uproot the dark eight gates." ”

Wuji ignored him, and continued to take care of himself: "The second sentence: Master, I am single, people die and birds are facing the sky, killing one is enough, killing two to earn one." Yesterday he killed twenty-three people in Jingmen, and the master has earned all the capital back. Whoever wants to play, the master will play with him to the end. ”

He held out a finger and pointed at Shi Dalong, "Including your employers." ”

Shi Dalong's eyes tightened, sneered, and kept silent.

"The third sentence: The New Year is approaching, I am going to Jing Sanhu's house for the New Year, and let Jing Dahai hurry up and repair the yard. Otherwise, I will go to his house for the New Year. He glanced at the stone and wood, and smiled: "My giant squire has a lot of food, don't eat him poor." ”

Shi Dalong's face became even more ugly. He stared at Wuji and said word by word: "Dare to ask the foot, why should I speak for you?"

"I have three reasons. Mowgli smiled even more happily. He took out the silver medal from his arms, put it on the table, and gently pushed it in front of Shi Dalong. "First, I'm from the Divine Temple, and it's only a matter of time before I enter the Heavenly Academy, and you can't afford to mess with me. ”

Shi Dalong chuckled in his heart. He was not familiar with the internal rules of the temple system, but he knew that the temple could not be provoked, and the Heavenly Academy could not be provoked.

"Second ......" Wuji turned his head, looked at Ying Dad, who was out of breath and had just arrived, and smiled from ear to ear. "You see, I have such a distinguished friend. You can't even mess with the attendants around him, let alone me?"

Ying dared to hear Wuji's words, and didn't know what to say for a while. Wouldn't it be very shameless to admit Mowgli's statement, and how to explain the stopping of the assassin just now if he didn't admit Mowgli's statement.

Ying dared to pretend not to hear, and turned to walk to another table.

"Third ......" Wuji raised two fingers and shook them in front of Shi Dalong, which immediately attracted Shi Dalong's attention.

Between Mowgli's fingers was a cold-glittering blade. Shi Dalong knew this blade, which was a special tool for stealing the Shadow Door, which was extremely sharp and had the function of a hidden weapon.

Just when Shi Dalong raised his vigilance and subconsciously moved back, Wuji flicked his fingers, and the blade flew up in midair, and Shi Dalong's eyes involuntarily followed the blade. At this moment, Wuji pointed and poked at Shi Dalong's shoulder socket, and quickly retracted it, clamping the falling blade.

"Your little life is in my hands. Mowgli put away the blade and lowered his gaze. "If I die, you won't survive. If I'm not happy, you won't survive. You say, 'Do you dare to mess with me?'

"What are you doing?" Shi Dalong felt that half of his body was numb, he was shocked and angry, and shouted: "You dare to plot against me?"

"Your voice is so loud that it gives me a headache. Wuji raised his finger and plucked his ears, frowning: "I'm going to kill your brainstorm, and I'll give you a headache!"

"You dare to ......" Shi Dalong was furious, jumped up, and roared.

Before the words fell, Lin Fei, who was standing behind Wuji, pulled his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow, hitting Ye Wenjin's throat.

Ye Wenjin stood there dumbfounded, motionless, blood splattered out like an arrow, spraying Shi Wenlong's back full of blood.

After the feather arrow pierced Ye Wenjin's throat, it shot into a thigh-thick column, and the sharp arrow emerged from the other side of the column.

Seeing Lin Fei's speed and the power of this arrow, everyone was shocked and discolored, and those people in the Death Gate who were about to rush up to rescue Shi Dalong were even more frightened, no one dared to step forward lightly, and they didn't even dare to gasp, for fear of becoming Lin Fei's arrow.

Just because Shi Dalong's voice was louder, Wuji ordered to shoot Ye Wenjin, what are they?

All along, the door of death has carried out assassination missions, emphasizing the secrecy of the means, and there is a kind of psychological inertia that cannot see the light, and this kind of frontal confrontation is not their strong point. Suddenly forced in front of the target, everyone was a little panicked, not knowing whether to step forward and fight hard, or wait for orders.

Shi Dalong was also stunned, he stared at a pair of bull's eyes, looking at Wuji in a daze. He couldn't believe his eyes, just because his voice was louder, this man dared to kill people in the street?

Suddenly, Shi Dalong believed what Wuji said before, he had a temple background and was good friends with the Seventh Prince, such a person was not something that the Dark Eight Sect could afford to provoke at all.

Shi Dalong dragged half of his numb body and staggered back.

As the master of the Door of Death, Shi Dalong was also a dead man. However, he has never really faced death, and as the son of the previous master, the tasks he accepts are carefully selected, intentionally or unintentionally, where have he encountered such an unreasonable target.

For the first time in his life, he was afraid.

Shi Dalong stepped back, his eyes kept staring at Wuji, for fear that he would strike again.

Wuji didn't look at him at all, but said lightly: "The courtyard of the Jing family is not repaired, you don't want to come, and the master is not in the mood to treat you when he comes." ”

Shi Dalong sweated like rain, and took Ye Wenjin's corpse with him, and the wolf bèi left.

Suddenly, the entire restaurant was empty, and not only could not be seen by anyone in the dead door, but even the irrelevant guests ran away.

The owner of the restaurant and the bartender couldn't run, and stood dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.

"What to see, serve wine, serve food, take out the best things in your restaurant. Wuji screamed, took out a wallet from his arms, and threw it in front of the bartender who wanted to cry without tears: "What the master has is money! ”

The bartender picked up his wallet, took a piece of gold, and went down happily.

Ying Dangdang's eyes straightened, he reached out and touched his waist, and blurted out: "Your grandfather's, this is my wallet, when was it touched by you." ”

Mowgli's eyes slanted and he was dismissive. "Your? you scream and try and see if it promises you. ”

To leave a feather suddenly changed color, stood up, pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand, and was ready to attack.

Lin Fei Huo Ran turned around, stretched out his bow and set up an arrow, and the tip of the arrow pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows.

The two looked at each other coldly, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Mowgli smiled and said nothing, sitting and watching it come to pass. Ying dared to be but did not dare to fight with Wuji, he waved his hand, signaling to relax away from a feather. He walked up to Wuji, sat down in Shi Dalong's place, picked up the silver medal on the table and glanced at it, frowning.

"Who gave this to you?"

Without thinking, Wuji replied, "Your sister!"

Ying dared to smile bitterly: "I'll tell you something serious, who gave you this silver medal?"

"I'm serious, too. Wuji spread his hands and said seriously: "It was your sister Yingye who gave it to me." ”

"Wouldn't it?" Ying dared to be stunned, even more shocked than seeing Lin Fei shoot Ye Wenjin with an arrow just now. "You mean...... This silver medal was given to you by my sister as well?"

"That's right. Mowgli laughed, and laughed weirdly. He raised his hand and patted Ying Dade's shoulder. "Uncle, I came to Xianyang this time just to marry your sister, and the same is true for the Seventh Princess, you can help more. ”

Ying Dangdang was already stunned, and even forgot to push away Wuji's hand. The queen mother ordered him to come to greet Wuji, he already found it incomprehensible, and he never expected that this matter would also implicate his sister Yingyi, who has always lived in a simple house.

Although he doesn't fully believe in Mowgli, he can't completely deny it. Others can't figure out the origin of this silver medal, but he knows it clearly, this silver medal seems ordinary, but in fact, there is only one source: the harem temple mastered by the queen mother Ying Ruoying.

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