The breeze is pervasive and the candles are flickering.

Yunmeng Inn is just a place to stay and rest, and the candle flame is enough, it is really one of those inns equipped with Xuanli lamps, Zhang Ping estimates that he can't afford to live.

Zhang Ping took a thumb-sized wine glass and took a few sips.

This is Zhang Ping's only enjoyment in the inn every day, this wine is not ordinary wine, Zhang Ping is not willing to drink more, cover the wine bottle.

After counting today's harvest, he spat out a lot of turbidity, and the smile on his face saw that Zhang Ping's harvest today was okay.

"Poof!"

The smile on Zhang Ping's face gradually solidified, and on Zhang Ping's chest, the quadrangular pyramidal spear head was still stained with hot blood, but the cold glow on the tip of the spear made people feel cold, letting people know that it was sharp.

Zhang Ping looked at the tip of the gun on his chest, his eyes kept trembling, full of shock, he still wanted to turn his head to see who it was, but time was not enough, the only remaining brilliance of his eyes gradually faded, and finally lost his vitality.

"Ahem!" Seeing that Zhang Ping was already dead, Ye Yuan withdrew the Biyun Spear, couldn't help coughing, the Xuan Power in his body was almost exhausted, and he took out the Sanpin Qi Replenishing Pill from Jie Zi Xu and took it.

After nightfall, Ye Yuan entered the Yunmeng Inn, and found an opportunity to use the Senluo demon face to transform himself into a grain of sand, but after turning into sand, the consumption of Xuan Power increased dramatically, and the ability to move greatly decreased, if it wasn't for a gust of wind just now, Ye Yuan rolled to Zhang Ping's room with the help of the wind, maybe Ye Yuan would not be able to hold on, even if he forcibly held on, wait a while, Ye Yuan did not have enough Xuan power to perform Xuan Skill, and he would kill Zhang Ping with one blow.

And in Xiayang City, although there are countless dirty in private, once there is a fight, it causes too much movement, and if you want to kill someone else in someone's inn, it will definitely not be enough, on the one hand, the owner of the inn will not be able to get by, on the other hand, the city guards of Xiayang City will also take action to defend the law on the bright side of Xiayang City.

However, fortunately, Ye Yuan relied on the successful assassination of the Sen Luo Demon Face, and the mysterious power of the Qi Replenishing Pill made Ye Yuan's weak state much better, Ye Yuan looked at Zhang Ping's corpse, and unexpectedly did not feel the vomit he imagined.

Of course, this is not the point, the dust has settled, Ye Yuan doesn't mind looking at his harvest, Zhang Pingke is a businessman in the stall area, no windfall is not rich, no horses are not fat.

"There are twenty second-grade Xuanli Pills, and ten second-grade lower-grade Qi Replenishing Pills. ”

"It's useless!" There are too many third-grade Xuandan, and Ye Yuan of the second-grade Xuandan can't look down on it.

"There are dozens of first-grade mysteries, but unfortunately they are useless, just some small auxiliary functions. "It's not uncommon for Ye Yuan to even put these useless mysteries into his mustard seed beard, although they don't take up much space, but he doesn't have that much time to deal with them.

"Six second-grade mysteries!" Ye Yuan looked at these six second-grade mysteries, there are no weapon weapons with the highest value, five are auxiliary mysteries of the Xuanli recovery class, but the recovery effect is not very good, although Ye Yuan is not wealthy, the third-grade qi replenishing pill can still afford to eat, and the last one is the shoe mystery, the shoes are definitely not as good as the shadow whistling boots produced by the system, but they can be taken back to the Ye family, and the other five recovery mysteries should also be used by some deacons of the Ye family. So, Ye Yuan decided to put away these six second-grade mysterious weapons.

The final harvest is Xuanjing, which can be said to be good, there are fifty Xuanjing, which is higher than the value of Zhang Ping's bounty in the tavern.

After counting the loot, Ye Yuan felt that his Xuan power had almost recovered, at least it was easier to leave the inn in the form of Zhang Ping than to turn into a small stone.

......

"Have you heard, a new killer has appeared in Xiayang City recently. ”

"Naturally, I heard that it only took twenty-two days to complete fifteen commissions, and the method of killing was unknown, and all the entrusted objects were killed silently in the place where they lived without knowing it. ”

"Yes, no one else knows, but we know very well that those people are the ones who have been entrusted here. ”

"Although it's only a commission from Tong Wu, ask yourself, if you want to complete the commission like this in Xiayang City, no one here should do it!"

"Moreover, in the last twenty days, we have not seen any killer come to accept fifteen commissions, and at most only one person has accepted three times, and that person we all know, obviously not him. ”

"You say, could it be a killer inside the tavern, such a disguise ability that no one knows, coupled with such a terrifying assassination ability, if it weren't for the personnel who specialize in cultivating this ability, but someone like us who came over to make a living, it shouldn't be possible. ”

"There is a certain possibility, but the possibility is too small, the killer of the tavern must have his own set of training methods, the Xuanshi level is not qualified to kill people inside the tavern, and the tavern easily does not send its own personnel to accept the commission, every time the tavern people make a move, where is someone who spends a lot of money. ”

"That's true, but it's really a strange person, the commission of the copper five, at most the Xuanshi sixfold, the tavern really hasn't looked away, it's impossible to make a mistake. The speaker said this and glanced at the bearded man.

The bearded man at the entry desk was still nonchalant, lazy, as if he hadn't heard the conversations of the drinkers in the tavern.

And in the commission office, a young man was standing in front of a sweet woman.

"Commissioned complete!" The young man completed the kill commission, showed his tavern token, and came over with the token to receive the reward.

This young man is Ye Yuan, under the disguise of the Sen Luo Demon Face, basically every time he comes to accept the commission, he appears in a different appearance and costume, and also with the disguise of the Sen Luo Demon Face, Ye Yuan's every shot is a one-hit kill, in just over 20 days, Ye Yuan has completed fifteen commissions, which is still a bit of a target that is too cautious, so that Ye Yuan spends more time on tracking.

Of course, Ye Yuan's harvest is also huge, the reward entrusted alone is nearly five hundred Xuanjing, plus the harvest from the target, there are already more than a thousand Xuanjing, nearly one thousand and five Xuanjing. In addition, there are five third-grade Xuanli Pills, thirty third-grade Qi Replenishing Pills, and the value of the wheel, which is almost catching up with Ye Yuan's harvest in the first place in the sect's trial, and many other available second-grade Xuanli Pills have also been collected by Ye Yuan and brought back to the Ye family for Ye Fu to distribute at that time, I believe it will be very helpful to improve Ye Fu's voice in the Ye family, and it is always better than waiting for Ye Yuan's strength to a certain extent and then relying on strength to suppress it is more popular.

With this smile, Ye Yuan walked out of the tavern slowly, more than 20 days, fifteen commissions, Ye Yuan planned to take a break first, one is to ask Wang Kun what he means, and the other is to take these harvests to buy something, Ye Yuan is by no means a person who is short-sighted, the harvest is the harvest, but if it is not transformed into strength, everything is empty.

And at the moment when Ye Yuan walked out of the tavern, the man with a bearded face at the entry desk seemed to open his eyes slightly and looked at the door of the tavern.

"Could it be the junior of the gin killer who trained him, or the owner of the pavilion?"

A hint of doubt appeared in the man's eyes, but the doubt quickly disappeared, and the man yawned and returned to his lazy state, the other killers in the tavern had long been accustomed to this scene, only the sweet woman seemed to be thinking about something when she looked at the bearded man.