Zhang Yihong gradually regained his focus, not seeing the cowardice when he was criticized by the teacher in the past, and said calmly: "Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like frost and dew, like fog and electricity, but that's it." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As Zhang Yihong's voice landed, golden lotus flowers descended from the ceiling, poured out from the classroom floor, and emerged from the void, rendering the entire classroom like a holy realm.

The English teacher was stunned that the vision of a strange force that didn't exist in his world shattered his worldview.

The whole class was dumbfounded, and a thought arose in their hearts at the same time: "Reading novels can become gods?

Zhang Yihong's body blurred and disappeared into the sky, the teacher and classmates felt that something was missing in their minds, and they couldn't think of anything, only Li Gang burst into a foul mouth: "Damn, epiphany!"

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In the wizarding world, Carold is an assassin, the best assassin. He crawled in a thorny bush, surrounded by a snowy world, and he was also covered in snow, leaving no trace.

This is a world where magic and martial arts flourish, and magic can be cultivated from a trainee magic bachelor all the way up to an archmage and even a god of magic. Martial arts can be cultivated from trainee knights to sword masters and sword gods.

Carold is a geek, he is one of the few magic and martial arts in the wizarding world, not only that, but he also studies astronomy, geography, law, history, and so on. In any respect, his knowledge is not inferior to that of the masters who are engaged in research in the academy.

In the great world of magic, people worship magic and love martial arts, but they look down on astronomy, geography, history, laws and other knowledge, thinking that this is a world where the strong are respected and knowledge is useless.

Carold disagreed, however, and was able to go further than others on the path of the Assassins.

In the five years since his debut, twenty-three counts, fourteen marquises, and four dukes have died under his fish intestine dagger, making him famous in the world of magic, and countless big names will tremble unconsciously at the mention of his name.

Today, he is ambushed here to complete another leap in his career, he is about to assassinate a king.

He discovered the king's whereabouts in advance, and deduced the king's travel route based on geographical knowledge, and judged the exact time of the heavy snow based on astronomical knowledge, and hid in the thorn bushes in advance, covered by the heavy snow, covering all his whereabouts, even the great magister did not want to perceive his traces through the magic element.

He waited quietly, patience being one of the most basic qualities of an Assassin.

"King Aldor has a Grand Magister and a Sword Master by his side, and the other guards are all pigs and dogs, so there is no need to worry. "Carold has his own self-confidence. His magic cultivation has reached the level of a magister, and his martial arts have also reached the level of a sword master, even if the king is guarded by two saint-level masters, he still has the confidence to take his life.

King Aldo was a king of luxury, a king who was afraid of death, a king who was tyrannical. Because of luxury, he desperately oppressed the civilians in his territory, because he was afraid of death, he hired two saint-level masters as guards, and because of his brutality, there were constant rebellions in the country.

Carold assassinated King Aldo at the behest of the leader of a rebel faction.

The king's luan yu slowly came from the main road, and if it were not for the worship of his ancestors, Aldo would never have come to such a remote town. He didn't understand why his ancestors insisted on being buried in such a remote town after occupying a vast mountain and river, and he couldn't understand the significance of the ancestors' insistence on "returning to the roots".

Whether he wanted it or not, as long as Aldo was still king, he had to come every year to worship his ancestors and show his legitimacy in the kingdom.

George was a great magister of high status, and he accepted Aldo's invitation to serve as the kingdom's national teacher because he could not abandon a servant girl given to him by the king, whose young and fiery body always fascinated him.

Roger is a sword master who accepts Aldo's invitation to serve as a swordsmanship instructor in the kingdom because Aldo promised him to learn Da Luo Half Moon Chop. Da Luo Half Moon Chop is the ancestor of Aldo's ancestor Orleans's peerless learning, is a sword god-level peerless school, Orleans once relied on Da Luo Half Moon Chop to lay down a piece of the country, although his descendants have long been without Orleans' bravery, but Da Luo Half Moon Chop has no water.

George sat in the carriage and swallowed the grapes that the maidservant had brought to his mouth, an expression of pleasure on his face.

Roger had a completely different personality from George, he was barefoot, wrapped in animal skins, and carried a large sword behind his back. Alone in penance, climbing to the pinnacle of martial arts, among which the bitterness and happiness made Roger happy, he looked down on the fine clothes and food, indulged in fine wine, George between beauties.

The procession of the kingdom stretched for five or six miles, and there were thousands of troops, maids, and attendants.

With a bang, the wind picked up, and a dark shadow burst out of the thorn bushes and rushed towards Aldo's carriage.

Roger's face was solemn, he had not even noticed that there was an ambush before. Without hesitation, he drew his sword from his waist and slashed at the Assassin's waist.

George moved half a beat slower, and hurriedly used a wind shield to block the carriage. With a slight block, Roger was able to entangle the Assassins, and his magic ranged attacks were sure to make the Assassins hate. Although he and Roger look down on each other, they work together seamlessly.

"Wow!" Roger's inevitable slash was dodged by the assassin's body, and his move was to comprehend the Great Luo Half Moon Slash, even the Sword Saint had to take it seriously.

Carrod's body writhed like a snake, not only dodging Roger's slash, but also stepping on his greatsword, using his strength to crash into the wind shield.

"Bang!" and Carrod smashed through the wind shield and crashed into the carriage.

It was warm as spring in the carriage, and Aldo sat among the maids, his eyes showing horror.

Carrod's eyes lit up with excitement, and he was confident that he would slay Aldo and break through Roger and George's snipers.

The fish intestine dagger in his hand flickered and beckoned to Aldo's neck. It was as if he saw a line of blood rushing out of Aldo's neck.

Aldo's whole body was numb, he felt a chill in his neck, a sudden heat in his crotch, and he was incontinent.

The gut sword rested on Aldo's neck, but it didn't stab. Claude had a strange look in his eyes, a strange smile on his face, and said something inexplicable: "I see!"

Under Aldo's frightened eyes, the black-clothed assassin rose into the sky, his body gradually rising, and finally turned into a black dot and disappeared beyond the nine heavens.

"Gods?" George and Roger glanced at each other, both seeing the fear in each other's eyes, "Aldo is done, offended a god." ”