Although this street is separated from the Qinhuai River by a house, because of the relationship between the Sankui Conference, the street at this time is very lively.

The streets are filled with the cries of various vendors.

It is also the first time to seriously walk on the streets of this prosperous era.

This is the era when the "Qingming Riverside Map" was produced.

He was a little aimless, he shook his pretentious little folding fan and walked slowly until the sun was setting and the sky was getting dark, and the lantern was hung in front of the peddler's shop.

Jinling's most dazzling Oiran conference officially began.

People came and went on the street until someone hit him and fell behind him.

"Oops! Can you walk, you're blind!"

An angry voice came from behind him.

Why don't you turn around.

"What's wrong, isn't it?"

At this time, He Bu finally saw that it was a thin and tall man who hit him.

Why don't you feel that this person is a little familiar.

The tall man stood up scolding, his face suddenly showed a strange smile, and he leaned over to say goodbye.

"Shopkeeper He, you are dead. ”

Why don't you just remember that this is not the swordsman next to the Ximen official.

Shadow Sword.

With that, why not feel a piercing chill behind him.

The cold blade stabbed He Bu in the back.

"You're really here to assassinate me!"

He Bu's face was not afraid, but a hint of... Palpitating?

The sword is a good sword, and the strength of the killer is also very strong, a first-class peak master.

A first-class peak master who is proficient in assassination can almost burst out with a sword of a superb master.

But for Ho Bad, it's not very useful.

The tip of the sword only pierced He Yi's skin, causing him some pain.

The pinnacle of the flesh is not for fun.

It's impossible to say if there is a physical pinnacle in this world.

It is impossible for an ordinary sword to kill the current one.

Why don't you turn around.

The assassin's sword naturally slashed from He Bu's body.

"You, you want to kill me too?" why not laugh.

The assassin dressed as a peddler was also a little confused at this time, he had killed a superb master, otherwise he would not have taken on the task of assassination.

He knew that He Bu had an innate master by his side, but that innate master was no longer by He Bu's side at the last Wenkui Conference.

Two days ago, he regretted that he didn't take advantage of the opportunity.

Today, why don't you just leave the pawnshop stupidly and come to the street alone.

He naturally won't let go of such a good opportunity.

Unexpectedly.

The sword that was bound to win only ended up with this effect.

"Withdraw!"

The assassin roared.

He instantly retreated more than three feet.

Why don't you provoke the corners of your mouth.

"Manifest, peel off, peel off the flesh. ”

A huge palm that was invisible to others instantly grasped the assassin and skimmed over him.

The Assassin's soul remained in a fleeing position, but soon found himself unable to move.

He found himself in a huge palm, and subconsciously he looked at He Yi.

It is a humanoid figure that cannot be seen clearly, and there are three small dots at the center of the eyebrows of the humanoid.

He remembered the identity of He Yi, the pawnshop shopkeeper.

Aren't the arrangement of these three dots exactly the three dots on the word 'dang'?

He looked down and saw that his body was still standing on the street, and the crowd on the street was in a panic, and he had dispersed into an open space, and in the middle of the clearing, he was standing there like a puppet, his eyes were empty and he was not breathing.

"Let go of me!

The Assassin roared in despair.

But his voice was inaudible.

"Your soul, I take it. ”

The Assassin's eyes went black and he lost consciousness completely.

His body also collapsed in the street.

"Ding! Gain one soul point, and the current extra soul value is eight points. ”

In the past few days, He Bu has already received a few people who can't sell for a good price, and these people have turned into soul values in the system.

"The effect is pretty good, but it can only deal with people with lower cultivation than me, which is a bit of a fuck. He muttered something in a low voice, and then he turned to look at the Shadow Sword.

Shadow Sword Masaki stared blankly at the corpse of his companion.

He couldn't figure out why his companion hadn't been able to kill him on the spot.

He couldn't understand how his companion had died.

Without a sword and a sword, and even without a move, how could a superb master die like this.

"Your name is Shadow Sword, don't you, answer me a few questions, like why did you kill me? Who told you to kill me? Who are you from?"

Shadow Sword didn't even have the idea of running away at this time, he was also a ruthless man, and he bit his tongue on the spot.

"Hehehe. Shadow Sword chewed his tongue and looked at He Bu with a mocking face.

"Whew~" Why don't you let out a long breath, "I admire you for being so hard-seeded, but don't think that I won't be able to ask the answer you want." ”

The mockery on Shadow Sword's face intensified.

Why don't you squint your eyes, he felt a tingling itch behind him.

"Uh... His sword has been hardened. He Bu's tone was flat, "Given that your assassination was so thorough, I have decided to torture you to death. ”

"Gollum~" Shadow Sword swallowed his own tongue, grinning with a bloody mouth, and laughed with mockery.

Why don't you squint your eyes.

"Mansion Master, will I die?"

"No, all poisons are nothing more than destroying the balance of body functions in order to achieve the purpose of killing, and now your body is extremely powerful, and ordinary poisons are useless to you. ”

"In other words, I'm a rat now, and I'm very durable, right? ”

"That's right, but your vitality is stronger than that of a mouse, not weaker than Xiaoqiang. ”

The adjectives used in the conversation between the two are not a good word.

It's either a rat or a cockroach.

"Why, do you think this poison can poison me?"

The Shadow Sword was finally moved, and his mocking expression changed to a hint of solemnity.

"Haha, you really want to talk now, right, but it's a pity that you ate your tongue, stupid beep, it's okay to hurt yourself all the time, what do you think is very backbone?" Why don't you say something about it, "I kind of gouge out my own eyes, so that you don't have to look at my annoying face anymore, I suggest you also deaf your ears, otherwise I can beep in front of your eyes for three days without finishing." ”

The Shadow Sword finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he knew that it was impossible to see why he didn't die in front of him.

The Shadow Sword raised his arm and slapped his palm towards his heart.

Unfortunately, suicide is impossible.

Why don't you reach out and grab his arm.

"There is no such thing as such a good thing in the world. You didn't kill me, you even wanted to kill you I wanted to kill, if I really let you commit suicide in front of me, wouldn't I be very shameless. ”

One sentence is more poisonous than another.

The shadow sword heart is like ashes.

"Are you mentally prepared? "Why don't you be full of banter.