Chapter Eighty-Nine: Winter Has Arrived

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Life and death are heavy.

But it's also random.

When he was alive, he was ambitious and helped the world, and he was a prince and overlord, but when he died, few people thought about it anymore.

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Zhao Xingxing has been in the world for decades, and has seen too many ups and downs, there have been young people who have been rich in clothes and food, and there have also been young people who are in their prime, favored by God, and then dominated a city and was the master of one party.

It can be said that a person can have it, he has it.

What's more, Zhao Xing was standing in the realm of the ninth layer, and he had long been a human being.

However, it doesn't matter if the princes and generals are the prime ministers, or the masters outside the world.

When they die, they are all mortals.

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Sigh, sigh.

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Fuso City.

The Zhao family is already in shambles.

Crying, screaming, and sighing came and went one after another in the brightly lit Zhao family lord's mansion in the past.

And the people who caused this situation have already gone away.

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The Zhao family's mansion is a mile away.

On a wide street with five horses running side by side, a woman in red is walking slowly.

The pace is neither heavy nor light, neither fast nor slow.

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A quarter of an hour ago, Zhao Xing, the head of the Zhao family, died under her sword.

Now.

She just walked down the wide main street, looking ahead, letting the cold wind blow.

Dark.

No less than sixty Zhao family shadows had knife-like eyes, and they grabbed her tightly.

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Rats leave a sinking ship.

The Zhao family fell, the maids in the Zhao mansion, and the doormen, naturally escaped, scattered, and the big deal was to steal life and be a weed.

But for these shadows who have lived in the shadows all their lives, the Zhao family is gone, and they are gone.

For the dark son who walks in the night, there are no relatives, no friends, no wife, sons and daughters, and they don't even have the slightest concern, now that Zhao Xing is dead, all they can do is to die with the Zhao family.

It's been a mile with me.

The Assassin kills people in order to get a single blow and leave no trace.

But if the Assassins didn't plan to return alive, that would be a different matter.

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Within this mile, there have already been four Zhao family secret sons. The first shadow shot between the ventilation of Dongfang Lan, the second shadow shot between Dongfang Lan's sideways, the third shadow shot under the eaves of the alley, and the fourth shadow shot between the shadows of the corner.

All of these shadows have one thing in common:

Only seek to kill, not to get out.

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Zhao Xing's third shot was a real shot at the peak of the ninth layer.

This ordinary shot, in fact, has faintly hinted of creation.

Although Dongfang Fang Lan blocked this shot and killed Zhao Xing, it didn't mean that this famous lord was unscathed.

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On the street, Dongfang Lan raised his hand, inadvertently covered his right hand with his sleeve, and walked in the wind with a sword.

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Open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to defend.

I understand the truth.

But how difficult this dark arrow is to prevent, maybe no one knows in their hearts.

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More than 60 shadows who hid in the shadows and didn't care about their own life and death attacked and killed a lord who was not lightly injured, it was not a fool's dream.

After all.

In this world, there is no one who is invincible in the world.

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On the street, a beautiful woman in red walked forward with a sword.

Under the tiled eaves, in the shadows, there are no less than sixty shadows of the Zhao family, waiting to move, gathering momentum.

In the shadows.

It was as if breathing and heartbeat were forbidden, and even the killing intent was hidden.

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In the small building, there was a cold wind.

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In this way, after walking more than a mile, unexpectedly, someone appeared on the other side of the street.

The secret son of the Li family, who was secretly following like a hungry wolf, trembled in his heart for no reason after seeing this person.

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Standing in the wind, the man put his hands in his sleeves and shouted to Dongfang Fang Lan:

"Sister Dongfang. ”

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"I'm here to pick you up. ”

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Looking at Leng Zhu, who was smiling like a child, Dongfang Fang Lan stopped.

At this time, she suddenly laughed, and when she laughed, she was like the silly girl who sold wine in Qingshui Town, Jiangnan.

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On the bluestone street, the woman in red passed by the little boy with good-looking peach blossom eyes.

Tilting his head sideways, watching the woman in red walk away, the little boy nodded with satisfaction.

When he looked back at the quiet street, the young man's eyes suddenly became like those of the underworld.

With a shake of his sleeves, he drew out two Mingfeng daggers and held them in his backhand.

A scarlet murderous aura poured out wildly from the little boy's body.

The little boy smiled at the empty street and said:

"One step further. ”

"Die. ”

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On this day, the head of the Zhao family in Fusang City died, and died under the sword of the lord of the owl.

On the same day, Xiaomen Leng Zhu faced more than 60 shadows of the Zhao family, and the Zhao family's shadows were all slaughtered on the street by Xiaomen Leng Zhu.

What do you say, the cunning rabbit is dead and the lackey cooks, and the birds are good and hidden.

Only now did I realize that for the so-called lackeys Lianggong, they are useless, and it is better to die for their masters.

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The rest of the people in the city are saying that from now on, Fuso City will be the new four.

I thought that it would be impossible for the lord to have the opportunity to face any of the four masters alone, after all, there is such a simple truth as reporting a group to keep warm, chickens, ducks, cats and dogs all understand that it is impossible for the four major families not to know.

But no one figured out why Zhao Xing, one of the four masters, had such a powerful battle, and the Sun family, the Zhang family, and the Li family would stand by and watch.

As for the young head of the Zhao family, I heard that he had been sent out before Dongfang Fang Lan found the Zhao family.

So far, there has been no news.

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This so-called dead city in everyone's mouth has now really become a dead city.

A few days of bloody rain.

Now the streets are full of nameless corpses.

These nameless people who died, some of them were surnamed Li, some were grandsons, and some were surnamed Zhao, these people, at least when they died, others could still know his surname.

But there are still people who, when they die, have no name and no surname.

Maybe before he died, he was just a little boy serving tea in a shop, or maybe he was a gangster on the street before he died.

Died in the streets, silently.

But.

How many people die is never the end of strife.

In this Fuso city, there are still people who keep dying.

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Black clouds hovered over Fusang City, and a cold chill enveloped this dead city.

The frost covers the grass, and everything is dead and silent.

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Winter has arrived.

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