He's not going to kill the men and women in the house who are cheating,

"If it doesn't belong to you, then let it go"

muttered to himself, and then his body gradually increased, in fact, he was not short, not to mention how handsome he was, but he was advanced to innate, and now he had touched the threshold of the grandmaster, and he had a special charm in his temperament, and he definitely didn't look ugly.

The original appearance was just to hide his identity, and to change his body shape with some secret method, but in fact, Wu Erlang was born tall and mighty,

It's like a mask on the face of people in society, who wears it for a long time and forgets what he looks like, and after a long time, he almost forgets this size, as if he was born like this.

"Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for thousands of miles, go to the Buddha's clothes, and hide merit and fame deeply"

As an Assassin, as a man who walks in the dark, he should have acted like the twenty words above.

But he doesn't like this, if it's like this, it will affect the heart of martial arts and affect cultivation.

Kill! Kill vigorously,

Kill!

Kill!

When he was not a person in the dark building, Wu Erlang was a ranger who walked the land with a sword on his back.

Peeling off the tattered and oil-stained clothes, his strength was shocked, and the dirt on his body was shaken, and he took out a blue military uniform from the package.

A cold light flickered, his weapon was a short sword, and the beard on his face was trimmed, and he looked even more graceful.

Humming an unknown tune, he walked out of the green woods, walked out of nature, and looked at the capital, and the colors in his eyes were not muddy, but full of edge.

Walking into the city, walking on the familiar streets, the vendors on both sides did not recognize that this was the silly and simple man who sold baked cakes in the past, and they did not dare to look directly at this man in blue clothes, the same dark skin no longer looked hard work, no longer ugly, but quite attractive bronze, angular Chinese character face domineering side leakage.

At noon, the yamen messenger who exchanged the news for a few cakes was about to fall when he walked unsteadily, and was supported by Wu Erlang.

"Great, big official, thank you"

The man who was so shocked by his temperament that he couldn't say it would never have imagined that it was because of his dwarf poverty that his daughter-in-law had a bang with someone.

"You're welcome, walk carefully"

The same voice, but with a different feeling, low and powerful.

Don't cross the familiar road, don't pass the familiar people, he continued to walk towards the capital, and now he is still in the outer city, where the people of Pingming live and live.

Only the inner city, the core of this capital, is the moths of this era.

It can't be said that they are all moths, most of them are still very good, but in Wu Erlang, a person who is in a high position in the dark building, everything in front of him is rotten, all gray, and needs to be reformed, changed, and liberated.

"Stop!"

The inner city is not inhabitable by ordinary people, and it is full of high-ranking officials and nobles, and only scholars, famous families, or ordinary people with work certificates can enter, and the hierarchy is very obvious.

The descendants of the princes and generals must have a kind of peace, and even the descendants of the untouchables can only get the opportunity to gain fame by studying hard and becoming a member of the powerful people's house, like the existence of Donglin Academy, there is only one in the whole world, and it is all talented elites among the commoners, so it is famous.

One of the beliefs of the dark building is that knowledge and ability are the core of a person, regardless of background.

There is only one Donglin who is too few, and they yearn to fill the world, and every city, town, and even village has a place to teach knowledge, regardless of origin.

It is this belief that makes them a mess of being smeared, and everyone scolds them to the point of making children stop crying.

Shu Road is difficult, it is difficult to go to the blue sky!

Because it's difficult, don't you do it, no! There will be people who will do it, there will be people who will dedicate their time, dedicate their youth, and dedicate everything to do it.

Wu Erlang is such a person, he could have walked the rivers and lakes in a chic manner, happy life, once countless girls were pregnant with spring men, why bother like a real ordinary person all day long, why can't he really face his lover in front of him, otherwise he guessed that he would not have brought himself a green hat.

The inner city is bustling beyond imagination.

The pedestrians on the street are noblely clothed, and they cannot see the hardships of daily labor, because of their status, because of the kind of noble blood theory they say, the name of this feudal era is a terrible thing, which restricts countless talented people from giving the fruits of their tillage not to work, to waste their lives on moths.

Kill, kill, kill!

He didn't want to be this kind of crazy person, but sometimes his faith forced him to do it.

He is not a terrorist, he will not harm innocent people, he will not kill people who are sucked blood,

He is going to kill the blood-suckers,

Wang Wenshu, the right-hand man of Liu Shen, the biggest traitor of the dynasty, has a reputation, and his ancestors may be heroes who have benefited the world, but that is several generations, so long that this bastard himself doesn't know his ancestors.

The shrewd mind is terrible, but he does not want to forge ahead, and he does not study knowledge well,

When he was young, he did not do his job, often did murder, stealing tombs, stealing chickens, etc., and later used his family connections to become a petty official, and gradually promoted to Hanoi Taishou because of his whiskers, and gradually promoted to Hanoi Taishou, during his reign, all the family property of illegal and criminal personnel was confiscated, and after the confiscation, Wang Wenshu embezzled into his own pocket.

In the decades he was an official, he killed nearly 10,000 people, confiscated thousands of people's property, and he personally amassed abundant wealth and capital.

Most of them were wronged, many real sages, real loyal ministers. Wu Erlang still admires the sages in this feudal era, and he can't say that he doesn't conspire with each other, but his different beliefs can't hinder his respect.

There was a piece of information in his hand, given by another man from the dark building in the court, and the prime minister's right-hand man appeared on the streets of the inner city in the afternoon.

Such an opportunity could not be missed.

As he walked step by step, the vast convoy on the opposite side drove away, and everywhere he passed, everyone avoided the person who would take revenge.

"Bold fanatics, don't retreat quickly, otherwise you will disturb the adults, and you will definitely be beheaded"

Wu Erlang ignored the shrill voice of the dog's legs,

He looked up at the sky, and it was blue, and the clouds were white. The wind was blowing gently, and the strands of hair were blowing.

The scorching sun shone on the luxurious buildings with red bricks and green tiles on both sides, those restaurants, and the mansions of those nobles.

The surrounding crowd was graceful and luxurious, brightly dressed, and they looked at this man in coarse cloth standing in front of Wang Wenshu's convoy.

One side is alone, in a blue suit.

A mighty convoy on one side, a torrent of red.

The short sword appeared from Takejiro's sleeve, and he smiled, laughing wildly, looking up to the sky and laughing.

"Maniac? haha!!"

Then let him be a true fanatic!!, a madman assassin who walks in the light!