The sword light is not gorgeous, but has a bit of indescribable loneliness.

Like the moonlight, gentle as water.

It is like the mirror, the void and the reality.

It's an indescribable distance, a melancholy that you want to get closer, but you have to keep the status quo.

Even though there is all kinds of passion in my heart, the heat is unbearable, but in the end, I can only sigh helplessly.

The light curtain rippling with the sword light seemed to be slow and fast, falling like a thin veil.

The three rays of light that shot out were blocked by the gauzy light curtain, and as if they were drunk, they staggered forward and flew forward a little, and then fell silently.

The hidden weapon was blocked, and it did not surprise the assassins.

Wu Zhengyu is also the head of the Wuyue Sect no matter what, even if he is not innate, the difference is not too far.

An ordinary first-class powerhouse can never be compared with him.

So at the moment when the light curtain dimmed.

Dozens of black-clothed figures, as if they had emerged from the ground, holding small crossbow arrows, directly surrounded Wu Zhengyu.

Wu Zhengyu held the sword in one hand and the scabbard in the other, his eyes were blurred, and he ignored the dozens of people who rushed over, and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

The sky, the two moons, one large and one small, are perfect.

It's another rare double moon full moon night.

Then he lowered his head and whispered, "It's the day of the moon again......"

Then I heard a series of "booms".

Arrows rained down.

Wu Zhengyu sighed faintly, "Acacia is like the sea deep, and old things are like the sky." ”

A seemingly casual step forward.

This step kicks up smoke and dust.

This step stepped on people's hearts.

This step is out of the impossible out of the possible.

The long rain of arrows all passed by.

I didn't even have a bruise.

It seems that this terrifying rain of arrows is as far away as the old thing, and it can't touch Wu Zhengyu at all.

The miraculous scene made the besiegers dumbfounded, and a chill suddenly rose in their hearts.

Unscathed in the rain of arrows.

In just one step, you can walk to the only gap between the arrow rain.

This...... This is something that a first-class powerhouse can do?!!

Everyone began to regret it in an instant, and the next moment they wanted to turn around and run.

However, it was late.

Wu Zhengyu jumped up, like a big bird, and pounced directly towards the crowd.

A poignant and lonely sword light fell from the sky.

No one screamed, no one cried, and when faced with such a sword light, they were stunned the first time they saw it.

The Dementor is nothing more than that.

Only a few slight clanging sounds were heard, and the weapons in the hands of the besiegers were already on the ground.

Wu Zhengyu was like a ghost, from one side of the crowd, silently to the other.

In the moonlight, the long sword in his hand was like snow, and there was no blood.

He looked down at the face reflected by the long sword, sighed gloomily, and returned the sword into the sheath.

Behind him, more than 20 people who stood frozen fell to the ground with a poof.

Faintly, you can hear the whirring sound of the trachea being cut.

The blood bleeds little, but it is fatal.

Wu Zhengyu didn't look at it, held the sword in his arms, and was about to leave.

Not far away, there was a "pop" applause.

Wu Zhengyu's heart was cold.

When did this man appear? He didn't even notice it before?

But he was not afraid, and looked at it indifferently.

Under the moonlight, a middle-aged man holding a folding fan and wearing a purple gauze robe slowly walked out of the shadows.

"Others say that you Wu Zhengyu is chic and handsome, and when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary, but unfortunately my eyes were too sad, but I looked like a short-lived ghost."

Wu Zhengyu stared at the man's purple gauze robe for a look, "Zimo is deep at night, and the blue sky and clouds are full of Mars...... Are you the killer of the Purple Night? ”

The middle-aged man shrugged, "I'm really sorry, even if I am recognized by you, I will not be merciful." ”

"Are you kidding? I'm just surprised that someone is paying a lot of money for you. Wu Zhengyu said lightly.

The middle-aged man spread his hands, "Then there is really no way, who made us Purple Night Blue Sky Zhai mercenary." ”

"One fast, one precept, one fast...... I just don't know, if you succeed in killing me, what precepts do you have to keep? Wu Zhengyu changed his words and asked.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and he laughed twice, "Little brother, you seem to know us very well about Purple Night Blue Sky Zhai." ”

Wu Zhengyu didn't answer, he bowed slightly, and made a posture ready to draw his sword.

The middle-aged man sighed, "Young people should not be too smart, too smart is easy to have no friends." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, three figures suddenly appeared behind him.

The moonlight was bright, and Wu Zhengyu could clearly see that it was a girl, a woman, and an old woman.

Defenseless, his eyes glazed over, he staggered as if he would fall to the ground in the next moment.

Seeing the three daughters behind him, the middle-aged man laughed, "What if you know I'm delaying time?" Am I not, or am I delaying success? ”

"I just don't know if you can be ruthless in the face of your old lover's face?"

"I'm really curious."

Two clanging sounds.

The moment Wu Zhengyu saw the faces of the three women, his hand couldn't help twitching.

The long sword in his hand couldn't hold it and fell to the ground.

Although the three girls had dull expressions and stiff limbs, their faces were ...... It's clearly Qin Huaiyue's appearance!

Wu Zhengyu's heart set off raging waves, anger, and powerlessness.

He didn't even bend down to get his sword.

What is extremely affectionate, what is extremely sword, when he saw that longing face, he was all left behind.

"You...... Ha...... In order to kill people, Ziye Bikong Zhai is really unscrupulous. ”

"Even the dead will be used, you brute!!"

Wu Zhengyu's expression was gloomy, and his eyes were red, as if he was about to bleed.

disappeared in place in an instant, and punched the middle-aged man's abdomen.

However, just as he was about to make a move, the three women, whose bodies staggered, suddenly stepped forward and protected the middle-aged man.

Wu Zhengyu's fist hit the middle of the game, and he had to stop abruptly, he used too much force, and stopped at this time, but injured himself.

His face suddenly turned pale, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he took a few steps back.

"Despicable."

The middle-aged man smiled indifferently, "As long as it's easy to use, what about being mean?" ”

"Look, aren't you still at a loss for it?"

"Even if you know very well, it's not her who is standing in front of you."

"Speaking of which, are you curious, how did I come up with these three toys?"

"As a sign of respect for you, if you have to ask, I can't answer."

Wu Zhengyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his previous state of mind was shattered by the sudden appearance of the three living dead, he couldn't hold it, hatred filled his brain, if he could, he wanted to break the person in front of him into pieces.

But the strange thing is that in a certain way, his mood has an uncontrollable joy and sadness.

He had never seen Qin Huaiyue when she was young, and he couldn't imagine what she would look like when she was old.

But now.

He didn't have to do anything...... He could see it clearly.

It's just that the beautiful face is dyed with a layer of dead ash, bloodless, and looks very ominous.

Beauty is still beautiful, but it looks more like a female ghost crawling out of a grave.

It's sad to look at it.

The middle-aged man was surrounded by three living dead people, and his expression was slightly excited.

He is not strong in martial arts, barely second-rate, and before joining Ziye Bikong Zhai, he was the corpse keeper who guarded Yizhuang.

The one-handed "Corpse Appearance Technique" is used very well, and it is not a problem to support yourself.

It's a pity that his fetish is too sick, even if he carefully hides it, he is still discovered.

In the end, he was beaten half to death and driven out of Yizhuang.

Originally, he should have spent the rest of his life honestly, but that habit was really unbearable.

In the end, he went to the purple night and became a killer.

If you love shi, you have to ask for a corpse.

If you want a corpse, you always want a dead person.

Be a killer, kill people to make money, and satisfy your own habits.

That's just great.

Through "Corpse Appearance", the middle-aged man disguised himself as a corpse, succeeded in several assassinations, and gradually gained a firm foothold in the purple night blue sky.

But he is not a professional after all, and his martial arts have been obtained from picking up corpses before, and most of the tasks he can do are small tasks that are not in the stream and are not in the grade.

said that he entered the purple night blue sky fast, but in fact, he was just begging for a bite to eat on the periphery of the blue sky fast.

In the purple night blue sky zhai, he is a scum killer who can't even rank his name.

But he's a lucky one,

One day, he took on a mission, and the woman killed a flower thief.

got a book of miraculous secret techniques that perfectly connected with "Corpse Appearance" - "Misty Fragrance Record".

His life has only changed 180 degrees.

The "Corpse Appearance Technique" practiced by middle-aged men is actually divided into two parts, one part is actually makeup, the living can use the dead can also use it, and the exception part is contouring, cutting bones and flesh and then filling, what kind of face you want, you can easily repair it.

And this, obviously, can only be used by the dead.

In the "Misty Incense Record" in hand, there is a kind of [Living Death Pill].

It can poison the living, but it seems to be dead rather than dead.

Presents a state of the living dead.

And it can last for dozens of days.

During this time.

The living dead can still be controlled by the drugs in Misty Fragrance and carry out brief activities.

For the former flower thief, the [Living Death Pill] is not even as good as chicken ribs, because there is no antidote to this thing, and once it takes effect, it will definitely die.

What made the flower thief feel even more disgusting was that the body temperature of the living dead was extremely low, the flesh and skin were lifeless, and there was even a faint rancid smell.

And if the physique is a little stronger, the [Living Death Pill] may be invalid.

What do you want this thing for?

But for middle-aged men with special hobbies, this is simply a treasure.

[Living Death Pill] can only be effective for the old, weak, sick and disabled, which is not a problem at all.

No matter how ugly a person is, as long as he is dead, he will fall into his hands.

can also be cultivated by him to look like a fairy, handsome and extraordinary.

Regardless of men and women, as long as it is a corpse, he will be as many as possible.

He even developed an assassination method around "Corpse Appearance" and "Misty Incense Record", which was exclusive to him.

Before completing each assassination mission, the middle-aged man first familiarized himself with all the information about the target.

Among the people who know that the target has been lost, who loves the most, who hates the most, and who is the most reluctant.

A detailed depiction of the height, weight, and appearance characteristics of these people.

Then use the [Living Death Pill] to poison ordinary people who meet the requirements.

Ordinary people's bodies are too strong, and the [Living Death Pill] does not work?

It's okay, starve for ten days and half a month, and then feed a [Living Death Pill] to ensure that the effect is perfect.

Then use the "Corpse Appearance Technique" to trim the faces and bodies of the living dead.

Then use the drugs in "Misty Fragrance" to manipulate and go to the target.

When the living dead who have been configured and slimmed appear in front of the target.

The target will either be frightened and panicked, or they will be distracted and lost.

The expressions are all interesting.

Of course, the key is not the expression.

It's the moment when the goal gets out of control.

Precisely the perfect time for an assassination.

If you encounter a deep-rooted love seed, or a great filial son, etc.

The target may even become defenseless as a result.

The middle-aged man only needs to put the living dead in front, and the target can only be captured.

This made the middle-aged man tremble with excitement.

Many targets were obviously stronger than him, but because they couldn't face the faces of the living dead, they eventually died at his hands.

The middle-aged man was obviously a weak man in terms of force, but with the small secret techniques of the two evil sects, he managed to do what he couldn't do originally.

Unconsciously, he gradually touched the boundary of the official killer of Ziye Bikong Zhai.

The lord even summoned him personally, and exchanged a large sum of money for "Corpse Appearance Technique", "Misty Incense Record" and all his experiences.

Purple gauze was distributed in advance.

Now, he only needs to complete one more task, and he can become a Purple Night Blue Sky Zhai C-level killer.

Even if you don't do anything every month, you can get a basic salary.

You can also get three free information assistance from Bikong Zhai.

As soon as he thought of this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The eyes that looked at Wu Zhengyu became more and more greedy, vicious, and ruthless.

The folding fan in his hand turned at an angle, pointing at Wu Zhengyu's forehead from afar.

In the next moment, Wu Zhengyu, who was trapped in the emotional cage, suddenly raised his head, and his body instinctively took a step back.

The hidden weapon shot out by the folding fan grazed Wu Zhengyu's sideburns.

The death threat that seemed to be imminent made Wu Zhengyu's confused mind clear.

A roar.

Wu Zhengyu flew forward.

The middle-aged man was unhurried, commanding three living dead and standing side by side in front of him.

Wu Zhengyu couldn't help but be beaten again.

The momentary sobriety made it difficult for him to be ruthless in the face of that face.

In the trance, there was a heart-rending sadness that came up.

The middle-aged man laughed weirdly, "Hahaha, this is really interesting." ”

"I've seen a lot of infatuated lovers."

"You can be in the top three."

"Even if your life is threatened, you still can't do anything about the face of the person you love the most."

"It's so fragile."

Then his expression distorted, "So let's die for me!" ”

"Why should you be tormented by such feelings?"

"I'm saving you, don't you think so?"

The voice was hoarse and low, with a bit of madness, a bit of greed, and even a bit of desire.

tangled together, directly into Wu Zhengyu's ears.

Wu Zhengyu was stunned, looked down at his hands, and tears fell without warning.

Yes, without Huaiyue, it is also painful to live by yourself.

As...... It's better to end there.

Just when he was stunned, the folding fan in the middle-aged man's hand closed, shook slightly, and stretched out a short sword.

I was about to throw the broken sword out with my hand.

A cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, "As long as you dare to throw it, I will pull off your skin." ”

The voice was too sudden, too cold.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but shudder, his hand weakened, and he hung down.

In fact, he is not afraid of the threat in this sentence at all.

Some people say cruel things that are much more ruthless than that.

But the tone in these words is too cold, giving people a chilling feeling.

"Who?!" The middle-aged man turned his head to look around.

The moonlight was sprinkled, and the surroundings were silvery white, and not a single figure could be seen.

Then the middle-aged man's face turned white, the kind of white that was bloodless, almost the same as the face of the living dead.

Because he suddenly realized that the voice only echoed in his ears, and there was no sound around him at all.

This is...... Sound transmission?!

Innate??

The middle-aged man only felt that his hands and feet were cold, as if a chill was spreading up his back.

The goosebumps all over my body stood up, my scalp was numb, my eyelids were jumping, and my teeth were hitting up and down uncontrollably, making a clattering sound.

Then, an invisible force directly invaded his brain and took control of his body.

Unable to move, unable to resist, watching himself be controlled by an inexplicable force.

It's not that the middle-aged man's body is no longer in his care at this time, and I'm afraid he has been scared of and urine at this time.

Then he heard himself say, "You're such a useless man." ”

"That woman loves you so much and has given almost everything for you, what do you think she would think if she had a spirit in heaven?"

"She will definitely want you to live well, because your life is happiness and satisfaction for her."

"It's a pity that you are only obsessed with her appearance, but ignore her heart."

The middle-aged man had a question mark on his head.

What the hell are the people who control him thinking? Do you want to stimulate Wu Zhengyu further?

Aren't you afraid that Wu Zhengyu won't be able to bear it and immediately wipe his neck?

The few infatuation seeds he had encountered before were also so fragile.

If you don't have the person you love the most, if you encounter a little setback, you want to live and die, like a magic barrier.

Just when the middle-aged man thought that Wu Zhengyu would not be able to bear it, Wu Zhengyu suddenly raised his head and stared at him viciously.

The man was inexplicably looked at and couldn't understand why Wu Zhengyu had such a big change in mood.

However, the mysterious man who controlled him didn't care about any of the man's thoughts, and still controlled him and said, "What? Not convinced? ”

"Don't you think what you like is not her skin?"

"Do you think you're not as superficial as I say?"

"Use your brain, think about it."

"Isn't it that as long as anyone looks like her, you will think that is her?"

Wu Zhengyu breathed heavily, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body rose and fell with his breathing.

This kind of look that seemed to be about to go crazy was too familiar to the middle-aged man, and he was a little panicked when he was seen.

It doesn't matter if it's an infatuated person or not, once you start going crazy, you're just as crazy.

In normal times, middle-aged men are not afraid at all.

These crazy people who are crazy about love, when they go crazy, often harm themselves.

He just had to duck a little farther away and make up for it at the end.

But not now, he can't move at all.

If you can't get away, you may die under the fist of a madman, which is too tragic.

He tried hard to control his body, trying to stay away from Wu Zhengyu.

As a result, the mysterious power that invaded his body suddenly pinched the folding fan, lifted it slightly, and the sharp blade stretched out by the folding fan pointed at the neck of the living dead, "There is a saying in my hometown, called good-looking skins are the same, and interesting souls are one in a thousand." ”

"It may be a little inappropriate to put it here, but the reason is the same."

"If the woman you love loses her face, will you still love her?"

Wu Zhengyu looked at the sharp blade pointing at the neck of the living dead for a while, and stared at the middle-aged man for a while, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, and hugged his head and let out a terrible scream.

"It's not like that! That's not true! Why is this the case? ”

The middle-aged man only thought that Wu Zhengyu was starting to go crazy, and he was so frightened that he just wanted to leave, but he controlled the existence of his body, but he gently waved his blade forward.

"Poof—"

This voice was familiar to Wu Zhengyu, it was the sound made after the blade cut through the trachea.

His body couldn't help but stiffen, and after shaking violently, he slowly looked up.

The old woman with the appearance of an old Qin Huaiyue fell directly to the ground, without struggling, screaming, or even a little blood.

It's like a pile of meat cut into human shape, and when someone pushes it, the pile of meat collapses and heaps there.

It emitted a strong and pungent fishy smell, and two thick black putrid fluids flowed from the nasal cavity.

Wu Zhengyu froze.

In this moment, his world seemed to be shattered.

Qin Huaiyue's face gradually blurred in his mind.

And Qin Huaiyue's kindness to him became more and more unforgettable.

He stared blankly at the corpse.

Look at the black liquid coming out of the nasal cavity of the corpse.

Look at the rapidly blued and bulging skin that began to swell.

I couldn't help but vomit.

Then he took a few steps back, staggering back to where the sword had fallen.

Wu Zhengyu made a slight move with his hand.

The sword that fell to the ground leapt from the ground like a living creature and fell into his hand.

"Huh...... Only can be extremely affectionate, so it can be extremely sword. ”

"I'm still so stupid, is my love really that superficial?"

"I really can't feel it, Huaiyue is all thinking about me under all the forbearance, okay?"

"The first time I saw her, it was indeed because of her beauty, and when I saw her again, I saw her heart beautifully, so I completely fell in love and couldn't break free anymore."

"Isn't it as simple as just looking at your face?"

"Wu Zhengyu, Wu Zhengyu, you even have your own ...... Have you forgotten your original intention? ”

Holding the long sword, Wu Zhengyu poured out as if he were talking, gently stroking the spine of the long sword.

The sword was a gift from her.

In that period of suffering from illness, she was still thinking about him.

even kept saying that if she was gone, he must be well, find another person, and live well.

The sword is not Qin Huaiyue.

But the sword represented Qin Huaiyue's hope.

She hopes that Wu Zhengyu will be good and that Wu Zhengyu will be happy.

Even if she's gone.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened, and everything in front of him was somewhat beyond his cognition.

A faint pillar of light visible to the naked eye suddenly converged on Wu Zhengyu's body and rushed straight into the sky.

It's like the legendary blood wolf.

Then came a flash of sword light.

No more hesitation, no more tenderness, no more loneliness, only determination!

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