Chapter 100: Assassination

In the Sword City, on the Jade Que.

The red curtain was lowered, and the actors wore heavy makeup and sang or wrote on stage.

They have different expressions, elegant postures, singing gently like yellow orioles, dancing, and their bodies are like a hundred flowers, which is pleasing to the eye.

On the official seat, many people tasted pastries and drinks while commenting on the tastes on the stage.

These visitors are either high-ranking officials and nobles, or wealthy families with surplus wealth, and few of them are disciples of the Sword Sect.

Lin Xiran was lying on the rattan chair, his face was a little pale, his eyes were blank, and he was holding back a lot of anger in his heart.

After he was beaten away yesterday, he learned that the young man in black was not a real teenager, but an Innate Venerable, and he couldn't find a place to vent his anger, and he had no way to vent it.

Even if he, Lin Xiran, is the lord of Donglin City, so what?

The Innate Venerables are all beings who regard the worldly laws as nothing! If they provoke others, they are afraid that they will die in vain.

The emperor of the Kingdom of Keguo will not only not avenge him, but will completely discredit him, put him on the pillar of shame, and he will never be able to turn over.

"Even if he is an Innate Venerable, it is too evil to bounce back on my 'instant brilliance'. ”

After Lin Xiran was countered by the trick yesterday, his blood was surging and floating, and he was extremely uncomfortable, and he found six prostitutes and women in a row to put out the fire, which slightly calmed down the riot of the bloodline.

After a night of madness, Lin Xiran felt that his thoughts and passions were completely accompanied by the essence of life and were shot clean by him, and now he didn't want to do anything, but was willing to enjoy these performances under the Yuque stage.

"Revenge, forget it. ”

Lin Xiran had just given birth to this thought, and a familiar voice came to his ears: "The city lord was fierce last night, and he controlled the six girls in a row, it seems that the little injury is not a problem at all." ”

He turned his head and saw Zhang Qiankun looking at him with a smile.

"Lord of the City, that yellow-mouthed child made you lose such a big face, so forget it?"

Lin Xiran felt irritated when he saw this old face now, he slapped the armrest of the rattan chair and said angrily: "You calculate me!"

If this Zhang Qiankun made clear the true identity of the young man to himself in advance, how could he put on a senior posture and point fingers at others? How could he suffer such a big loss?

"Don't mention yesterday's events, people always have to look forward......"

Zhang Qiankun smiled and said: "The return of the door master will be between today and tomorrow." ”

"Let me tell you the truth, Feng Zi has a treasure on his body that the door master fancies. ”

"If we join forces to kill him, then the benefits will be evenly distributed, and the cultivation experience of the Innate Venerable will be shared, or there may be a possibility of breaking through the innate cultivation for cultivation. ”

Hearing this, Lin Xiran's heart fluttered, and she looked at Zhang Qiankun with a solemn face: "Is this true?"

"Naturally, take it seriously!"

Zhang Qiankun nodded solemnly: "As long as the city lord is willing to join us, there will be a chance." Think about it......"

"Cultivation is to enter the congenital, walk in the sky, gallop freely in the world, and enjoy the ...... of two hundred years of longevity"

Lin Xiran gritted his teeth: "How sure are you?"

A hint of joy flashed in Zhang Qiankun's eyes, and he said firmly: "Ten percent!"

"This kid has a young face, his actions are not very tactful, and he doesn't even have a name, and the head of my sword sect, 'Nuo Dao', is a sword master, ranking among the countries, and even has the life of a demon king in his hands, and is known as the 'Sword Venerable', and if I am in charge, ......"

The words were not finished, but they drew an extremely beautiful blueprint for Lin Xiran.

For acquired martial artists, breaking through the innate temptation is simply impossible to resist.

Once you enter the innate nature, you will change from mortal to immortal, and the level of life will no longer be the same.

In this way, Lin agreed. ”

Lin Xiran was emotional, her heart was beating wildly, her rhythm was disordered, her qi and blood were floating, her whole body was hot, her desires were full of desires, and she wanted to find a woman to vent.

"Prostitutes and women in the Red Mansion, I'm so dry that I want to vomit, it's better to find two innocent actors on this jade platform, turn the phoenix upside down, and go to Wushan together!"

Lin Xiran's eyes showed a wolf-like brilliance, and his eyes scanned back and forth on the stage.

The dramas of this Yuque Stage, all from the Chunhefang of Keguo, are the aunts and daughters of the high-ranking officials and nobles who were exterminated by the raids, all of them have extraordinary appearances and graceful postures, which makes people's eyes shine.

Lin Xiran was so moved that her eyes swept back and forth, but finally landed on a white-haired girl.

This woman is dressed as a man, and she is holding an eyebrow-high, exaggerated, huge prop fake blade, but it gives people a heroic and sassy feeling.

She was dressed in a light purple flowing color dark flower woven brocade palace dress, and seven delicate purple lotus flowers were embroidered on the cuffs, which was lifelike.

Lin Xiran couldn't help but get closer, and closed his eyes in fascination, he felt as if he could smell the fresh lotus fragrance.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the white-haired girl's skirt was embroidered with exquisite and repeated patterns, tied around her waist with a plain white brocade belt, and her jade-like little feet were wearing a pair of embroidered shoes, with two small lotus flowers embroidered on the upper, with the delicate black Luo socks, which were charming and seductive, making Lin Xiran fascinated.

The white-haired girl is not like others, just wearing light makeup, but with a fairy temperament that falls into the world, her face is as indifferent as water, as if she does not eat fireworks in the world.

"It's her! It's her! I, Lin Xiran, have been the lord of the city, and I have held power for more than 30 years, and I have never seen such a beautiful woman!"

Lin Xi pointed at the white-haired girl, with a fanatical expression: "I want to divorce the yellow-faced woman in the family and marry her!"

Zhang Qiankun laughed: "No problem! But these scenes are like this, you can only watch them from a distance, and if you look at them closely, they are not so beautiful." ”

Lin Xiran wiped her saliva and said intently: "No, no, no! I have a strong premonition, this girl is completely different from other dramas! She is my destined princess! If I miss her, I will definitely regret it for the rest of my life!"

"I'm going to have her!"

"Since the city lord is so sure, the old man is also an adult!"

Seeing that his allies looked determined to win, Zhang Qiankun clapped his hands and asked the deacon next to him to bring the girl to the two of them.

The white-haired girl carried a prop fake knife on her back, walked over obediently, and looked at Lin Donglai with strange eyes.

Lin Donglai swallowed his saliva and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous! You look like a fairy, your temperament is elegant, and those vulgar fans can't even compare to half a finger of yours." ”

"Come, take a turn, and let Lin take a good look at your peerless figure!"

Qiao Yuqiao smiled, stroked the handle of the knife behind his back with both hands, jumped lightly, and his body was graceful, like a fairy who had been born into the world, bringing bursts of fragrant wind.

Lin Donglai squinted his eyes intoxicatedly, and found that his body was getting lighter and lighter.

He saw that the big knife in the girl's hand was stained with blood, and there was a headless corpse in front of her.

Then, there was no more, and Lin Donglai completely lost consciousness.

The city lord of Donglin City, Lin Donglai, died in assassination.

"Assassin!"

Things were developing too fast, Zhang Qiankun still had a smile on his face, reacted, his eyes were about to split, the light in his hand burst into flames, and he punched the beautiful girl.

The white-haired girl Lianbu moved lightly, and Zhang Qiankun punched the air, landing on the deacon of the Sword Gate who couldn't dodge, and blasted it into two sections.

Blood splattered and severed limbs flew sideways.

"Elder, save me, I'm still young and don't want to die!"

The young deacon's face was pained, and he struggled and rolled on the ground.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhang Qiankun kicked the deacon's upper body away and chased him in the direction where Qiao Yu had escaped.

Originally, relying on the vitality of the young deacon, even if his body was interrupted by the waist, he could last for dozens of breaths, but after being abandoned by Zhang Qiankun, he was terrified, but after two breaths, he was shocked to death and cut off all his breath.

It was not until this moment that many spectators and actors reacted.

The timid screamed and left in a panic, while the bold man called out to his friends and looked excited, and followed him to join in the fun.

Wouldn't such a real performance be ten times more exciting than the lip-syncing and lip-syncing on this Yuque platform?!

After experiencing the baptism of the demon disaster, there are still a few people who are as timid as rats after all, most of them are used to blood and killing, and those who follow them account for the majority.

Qiao Yu didn't learn the body method, and the purity of the vitality in his body was not as good as Zhang Qiankun, so he only ran out of six hundred zhang and was caught up.

Feeling the wind in the back of his head, Qiao Yu's eyes lit up with fighting intent, a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he held a long knife in his hand, and turned around to slash back.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two of them made four moves in an instant, and the sharp and heavy sword slashed at Zhang Qiankun's fist, as if it was slashed on a meteorite outside the sky, making a sound of gold and stone handover.

"Your sword technique foundation is very solid! Judging from the few knives just now, you have been working hard for at least fifteen years!"

Zhang Qiankun looked solemn: "You are a top-level assassin who has been specially cultivated, right? Tell me where you come from and be arrested! The old man can consider letting you live!"

Qiao Yu didn't answer, but just said to himself: "The basic sword technique, is it really not able to support me to skip the challenge?"

"Then try it, the knife technique that 'he' taught me!"

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yu jumped up, his body twisted and flew up like duckweed, and his posture was as beautiful as dancing.

But the long knife in her hand swirled in the air, throwing out a jade-colored sword.

"Using the inertia of his body and weapons, he can be so precise and elegant, he deserves to be a top assassin!"

Zhang Qiankun, who followed closely, was originally a cut above because of his cultivation, and he still had the intention of catching a cat and a mouse.

But after he saw the mysterious knife of the white-haired girl, his heart immediately jumped, and he changed his mind: "In the face of this kind of assassin who will kill with one hit, if you are not careful, you may be killed with one sword." ”

He turned his true qi, the light on his fist flickered, and he met it.

The fist is like a dragon, but it makes a tiger and leopard thunder sound, which is terrifying.

The do-gooders who followed covered their ears one after another, and the corners of their eyes and nostrils overflowed with bloodstains—they were injured by the aftermath of Zhang Qiankun's fist.

This is Zhang Qiankun's strongest move, called "Fist Shocks the Eight Directions." ”

Although this girl's beautiful appearance is the only one seen in Zhang Qiankun's life, in order to establish his prestige and increase his prestige, Zhang Qiankun still chooses to use his strongest strength to kill her with one punch.

"Such a beauty, it's a pity!

Zhang Qiankun's face was distorted, with a tyrannical look in his eyes, and he punched out: "For my glory, you better die!"

Bang!

The jade sword light instantly slashed out two knives on Zhang Qiankun's fist.

"Spiral Slash!"

"Wind Flash!"

One knife to attack, two to break the defense.

Zhang Qiankun's empty door was wide open, his face showed a look of despair, and the last scene captured in his pupils was the vigorous figure of the white-haired girl holding a knife from the sky.

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