There are many people in the world, always thinking about what they can gain, and never thinking about what they will lose, in order to get what they want, they are even willing to give up what they originally had, even if they end up losing a lot of things because of this, they are indifferent, never weigh the pros and cons, maybe until the last moment of their lives they don't know whether they have won or lost.

But there are always some people who are different, although there are very few, but everything they do, every choice, is because they know what they are going to lose, and they have no hesitation in order not to let themselves lose. Some people move forward in order to gain, others move forward in order not to lose, and who wins and loses, perhaps only they know in their own hearts.

The remaining black-clothed killers looked at the more than ten enemies who were also dressed in black as themselves who blocked the retreat in front and back, and they didn't know why so many people suddenly appeared, the order they received was obviously just to kill one person, how did they become so many people now, and they were so skilled.

"Who sent you here?" Wuxin coldly glanced at the killer who had fallen in a pool of blood, looked at the other dozen killers who were slightly panicked, and asked lightly.

He already knew the identity of this group of people, and he knew it the moment the killer who was killed by the cold just now fell, because he saw that there was a blood-red dress hidden under the killer's black clothes, and two short swords pinned to his waist that he didn't have time to shoot, which was the outfit of the red-clothed killer, that is, the other killer organization of the red feather mentioned by Zhuge Yunqing, the blood shadow.

After hearing Wuxin's words, the frightened dozen killers became even more panicked, they didn't know how Wuxin knew the name Blood Shadow, and how they saw their identity, as if in front of the young man in front of them, they were like naked women, and there was no secret in their bodies.

Now, they finally knew that this assassination mission had been a mission of no turning back from the beginning, and that no one could be confident that they would be able to return alive in the face of such a terrible opponent, including the leader of this mission who had died under the enemy's sword.

"If I did, I might consider letting you out alive. Wuxin said lightly, this is a truth, not deliberately trying to trick these people's words, he has always been a talker, even to the enemy. He wanted to know too much who the leader behind this blood shadow was, whether it was the only one left among the seven masters of Red Feather, or if there was someone else.

More than a dozen killers looked at each other, looking at each other, with a hint of hesitation on their faces, they could see that they were struggling inside, and they didn't know whether to believe the words of the young man in front of them.

Time passed minute by minute, but no one was willing to speak, they finally gave up this opportunity to let themselves live, perhaps, from the moment they joined the Blood Shadow, they already knew what the consequences of betraying the organization would be, maybe they understood that the price of betraying the Blood Shadow was more painful than death.

Wuxin shook his head, there was a trace of disappointment on his face, he knew that the other party would not say it, so he said lightly: "You have missed the opportunity to choose yourself." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked to the other end of the alley, with a hint of disappointment on his face, feeling that there was no need to stay here anymore, and slowly said again as he walked: "Kill!" This sentence is said to Leng Tingde next to him, to deal with a killer of this level, he doesn't need to take action himself.

After having the "shadow", Wuxin seems to have slowly begun to rely on these thirteen people more and more, from the beginning of the hiding, to the current frequent appearances, the "shadow" has gradually entered the world's sight, and the horror of Wuxin is more and more feared by people, a bloody knife Wuxin is enough to make people frightened, and now there are thirteen Deadpools who are also extraordinary.

As soon as Wuxin's words fell, Leng on the side slowly raised the pitch-black long knife in his hand, pointed obliquely at the bright moon in the dark night sky, and then swung it down fiercely, pointing directly at the dozen killers in front of him. It's a signal to get started, and it's the beginning of a killing.

At the moment when the long knife was waved, more than a dozen "shadows" blocking the two ends of the alley rushed towards the dozen killers in the middle like lightning without a trace of hesitation.

More than a dozen killers who had no way out seemed to have recognized their end, shouted, tore off the black power suit that was worn outside, revealing the blood-red clothes inside, and then pulled out the double swords pinned to their waists, and rushed in one direction frantically, making one last fight for themselves, but it looked as pathetic as a moth to a fire.

Gradually, the shouting of killing faded down, until after the last scream had stopped, everything was over. A dozen killers all fell in the alley, the ground was covered with blood, there was no struggle, no pain, it seemed that the enemy was merciful and did not let them suffer too much pain.

The killers walked quietly in a pool of blood, looking at the bright moon above their heads, and swallowed the last breath of this life, and the moon in the sky seemed to have turned blood-red at this time, as if mourning for this fight.

There are many people in life who know where they come from and where they are going, but they often don't know what they are living for. can't say it's sad, it can only be said that he never calmed down and seriously thought about what he wanted in his heart, which is a regret that can never be made up.

The night was already very deep, and the moon hanging in the sky was also hiding in the clouds at this time, as if it was also tired and needed to rest, or because it was because he had witnessed the unsuspenseful battle just now, and he didn't want to see the world kill each other so cruelly.

Maybe it doesn't understand, this is a kind of helplessness of people in the rivers and lakes, maybe it will understand when there is no longer only a bright moon in the sky.

On the Gobi under the Yanmen Gate, a black figure was galloping towards the brightly lit barracks in the distance. Although it was already dark and I could barely see my fingers, it just happened to let the lights in the distance guide the direction, and the barracks, which I didn't know the exact location, now looked so clear.

This black figure was Wuxin who came out of Longmen Town, and after handing over the group of killers to the "Shadow", he immediately left the town and came to the Yanmen Palace, which was established in the barracks, hoping to find out the situation before Gong Jiu arrived.

It seems to be close at hand, but it can't always get to the front, I don't know how long it will take, the red-lit barracks finally appeared in front of Wuxin's eyes. Before he walked in, he had already felt the murderous aura that permeated the air, there were patrolling soldiers everywhere, swords, guns, swords, and halberds everywhere, and he could feel the iron-blooded murderous aura that seemed to be born in those soldiers from afar.

In front of these soldiers who have experienced countless battlefields and survived from the hands of death, the fighting and killing of the rivers and lakes really seems a little ashamed, and they have killed more people than some people have ever seen. Just looking at these patrolling soldiers, you can feel that this barracks is impregnable and impregnable, no wonder they have been able to hold the border for decades.

Yanmen Royal Mansion is the only royal mansion thousands of miles away from the capital. However, although it is said to be a royal palace, the owner of this palace is not a prince, but a general, a general who has guarded the border for decades.

This general's name is Huyan Zhulie, and he is the most accomplished general in the imperial court except for the Seven Sages King of the year, and has participated in hundreds of battles large and small, because of his outstanding military achievements, so he was named the King of Yanmen by the current emperor, and can even be on an equal footing with the Seven Sages King who is far away in the capital.

Since the sealing of the king of Yanmen, the Yanmen palace has drawn the land as the boundary in the area of Yanmen Pass, established itself as the king, and the power has gradually developed to a situation that even today's court cannot control, and there is a tendency to fight against the court, but since the king of Yanmen has been sealed, the court has nothing to do, and it is too late to regret it.

As the Son of Heaven, it is impossible to change the order overnight, and he can only watch the Yanmen Mansion become more and more powerful. Fortunately, this General Huyan Zhulie was the general of the Seven Sages King back then, and for many years, the Seven Sages King has been reconciled in the middle, but there were no accidents.

It is precisely because of this that today's son values the Seven Sages King so much, and he believes all of them. However, the emperor in the palace was still worried all day long, for fear that one day in the future, this general with great military achievements would raise troops to rebel, and the situation was out of control, which can be said to be the biggest heart disease in his heart.

At this time, in the Yanmen Palace, several teams of patrolling soldiers were patrolling the palace, looking at the momentum of these people, it was stronger than those soldiers in the barracks, they should all be carefully selected, specifically responsible for defending the palace. Just looking at the barracks outside the palace is already impregnable, but when I see the guards in the palace, I know that this palace is truly indestructible, even if it is a fly, don't want to fly in easily.

At this moment, a black figure evaded the soldiers and guards patrolling the barracks, and quietly landed on the courtyard wall of the palace, hiding behind a cloud of dead branches that stretched to the top of the wall.

A group of soldiers who were patrolling seemed to hear something, stopped, held torches high and looked around, with a vigilant face, it seemed that the soldiers here were indeed more vigilant than the soldiers in the barracks, and their strength was far greater than those in the barracks.

But after observing for a long time, they found nothing, looked at each other, and shook their heads. I was about to leave, but I was stopped by someone.

"What are you doing?" said a young man in a green suit, standing around the corner of a corridor, looking at the patrolling soldiers wandering around.

Hearing this voice, several soldiers hurriedly turned around, bowed to the young man, and said in unison: "Major General." "The attitude was very respectful, even a little noticeable.

"What's wrong?" the young man known as the Major General waved his hand and continued to ask in a deep voice.

One of the soldiers looked at his companion and said cautiously, "Tell the major general, we heard an unusual movement just now, so we stopped and looked around." ”

"What did you find?" asked the young man as he looked around for a moment, his face still expressionless.

The soldier shook his head and said slowly, "I didn't find it, maybe I heard it wrong." He lowered his head as he spoke, as if he was worried that his words would attract the scolding of the young general. Looking at their trembling appearance, they should have been punished by the young general in front of them on weekdays.

"Then don't continue patrolling. The young man said coldly, and continued to walk to the other end of the corridor, his face was a little unhappy, he didn't believe that anyone dared to sneak in here without permission, unless someone thought it was too long. When several soldiers heard the young man's words, they said yes again and again, and hurriedly began to continue patrolling, as if they were hiding from the plague, and quickly hid far away.

But the young man who had just taken a few steps suddenly stopped, turned around suddenly, looked at the dry branch at the head of the wall, frowned, and suddenly rushed over like lightning, and landed on the top of the wall. But he found that there was nothing behind the dead branches. I couldn't help frowning tightly, and there was a hint of doubt on my face.

A black figure slipped out of the brightly lit barracks without realizing it, and disappeared into the night in a flash.

It didn't take long for this figure to appear ten miles away from the barracks, and was stopping to look at the brightly lit barracks in the distance.

The black shadow hidden behind the dead branches just now was also unintentional, if he hadn't evacuated in time, I am afraid that he would have already been discovered by the other party......