She doesn't know why she came to this world, and she doesn't know what kind of mission she has, but she can only do one thing, and that is to kill people. Her name is Wu Ming, but she doesn't have a name, so others call her Wu Ming.

No tea, no father, no mother, lonely by nature, never take the initiative to chat with others. The best fit for such a person is to be a killer.

It was night, the stars were shining, and Wu Ming was standing on top of the lush tree, and Wu Ming's thin figure happened to be blocked by the tree. Dressed in black, she wrapped her body, her long black hair was neatly tied behind her head, her face was covered, and she couldn't see Wu Ming's face, only a pair of staring at the mansion not far ahead. Tonight, her mission is to kill the daughter of her master.

As it approached, everyone was already asleep, and Wu Ming flew into the courtyard to find the man's room, tiptoeing into the room. Through the moonlight, Wu Ming came to the woman's bed, took out the delicate dagger that had already been quenched and poisoned, and inserted it into the heart, in order not to leave evidence, she quickly pulled out the dagger, took out a pure white ordinary handkerchief, wiped the dagger clean, and threw the handkerchief on the man's face. After doing all this, he quickly left this bloody place.

In the woods, Wu Ming was walking quickly, when she heard a coquettish laughter: "Wu Ming, I have been waiting for you for a long time!

Wu Ming glanced at it: "Yi Mo, you pick me up today." ”

Yi Mo walked out from behind the tree and twisted her waist: "Oh, aren't you talking nonsense! If it weren't for you, wouldn't I have slept here in the middle of the night!"

Wu Ming's face was expressionless, and he filtered straight through Yi Mo: "Don't talk nonsense, let's go quickly." ”

Yi Mo shouted without a lady behind Wu Ming: "Wu Ming, you freak, can't you talk to me about God, really." He raised his eyes and looked at Wu Ming, who had already walked away, and then Wu Ming heard the wolf howl behind him: "Stinky Wu Ming, can't you wait for me?"

An hour later, Wu Ming and Yi Mo returned to the cave. Dressed in a basket-colored gauze skirt, a beaded hairpin in a flowing cloud bun on his head, willow eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, a small nose, and ruddy thin lips, the sixteen-year-old Yimo has become very marked. Seeing that Wuming was going back to the room, he immediately pulled the corner of her clothes: "Wuming, just tell me, is the woman you killed tonight good-looking?"

Wu Ming said impatiently: "You have asked eighty-three times, aren't you tired?"

Yi Mo grinned: "I'm not tired! Wuming, just tell me, okay?"

Wu Ming glanced at his sleeve: "I said it all, I didn't see it." ”

Yi Mo was very surprised: "Why don't you take a look!"

Wu Ming said indifferently: "What do you want her to do?"

Yi Mo smiled: "Let's see if I'm pretty!"

Nameless helpless: "You are more beautiful than her." After saying that, he tore off his sleeves and returned to the room with a blank face.

Tear off the face towel and reveal a beautiful face. The eyebrows are affectionate, the ruthless eyes seem to be affectionate, the bridge of the nose is slightly high and small and exquisite, the sexy thin lips, and the skin is white and greasy, as if it can pinch out water. There are no words to describe her beauty. took off a night suit, revealing a white undershirt, and fell directly on the bed.