It seems that from birth, Yuan Heng's life was used for revenge. The sect master trained him for eighteen years, and after all, he was going to turn him into a murderous maniac, a bloodthirsty maniac, and he would no longer blink an eye when he killed, and the love and hatred in the world had long been nothing to do with him.

He has long forgotten his bitterness, his family affection, his pain, everything is baptized in a pool of blood, grows recklessly, and finally becomes a towering tree.

The only thing the suzerain gave him was to kill people.

Kill, kill, kill!

He killed Hongyuan, the sect master of the East End Gate, Song Qian, the sect leader of the Xuanhe Sect, and Yue Xueshan, the sect leader of the Cixue Sect. Jianghu already hated him to the core, but he never cared about it, because he didn't remember, his memory was only one day, and after waking up the next day, he began to accept new tasks to kill different people.

On the twenty-first day of the lunar month, it snowed heavily. Yuan Heng stood at the door and watched the snow all morning. Today's mission has not yet arrived. He looked at the fluttering snowflakes, and suddenly the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, if he could look at the snowflakes for a lifetime like this.

The sound of carrier pigeons flapping their wings!

Knowing that his mission was coming, he took the letter from the pigeon's leg, but when he opened it, he was stunned to see the three words on the creed.

The expression on his face was also a little stiff, but it quickly disappeared without a trace. The three words on the creed were not important, just a name, but that name was not an ordinary name to him.

Yuan Xingyi......

He is the only person left in this life, and he is also the only person she has left......

The words of the sect master are still in my ears: "It is absolutely impossible for a person who can't give up his seven emotions and six desires to be a perfect killer, and his relatives will only drag you down, make you hesitate, and finally let you die in the hands of the enemy!"

No, even then, you must not kill your own sister. Of course, there is no blood, but he also has a conscience.

Yuan Heng stood in front of Xingyi's room for a long time, and finally turned around.

"Brother?" Xingyi's voice carried endless joy: "Why are you here? don't go, I'll make you tea!"

"No need!" There was a bit of dodge in his expression.

"What's wrong with you?" Xingyi walked over, grabbed his hand and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?" Xingyi pulled him into the room: "What kind of task did the sect master give you?" Xingyi asked as he poured tea for him. Yuan Heng shook his head and did not speak. Xingyi continued: "Brother, the sect master just saved the lives of our brother and sister, and you killed so many people for him, which is enough to pay it back!"

"The grace of a drop of water will be reciprocated by a spring. Yuan Heng's voice was cold.

"But no matter how great the kindness is, there will be a day when it will be repaid! You have done so many things for him that have lost his conscience, and it is enough!"

"Xingyi, let's go. Yuan Heng suddenly stood up and said.

"I can't go, you can go alone, the sect master sent so many people to watch me, how can I escape......"

But Xingyi's voice suddenly stopped, before the words were finished, everything began to be silent to the point of frightening, the red blood stains were covered by heavy snow, Yuan Heng walked out of the cabin, his face was gloomy and arrogant, cold, and emotionless.

Xingyi's eyes widened as he watched his departing back, holding the short sword in his heart with both hands. recalled the last words he said to her: "My sister Yuan Xingyi died twelve years ago, you are just a tool sent by the sect master to test whether I will betray, it is not a pity to die!"

Xingyi's tears fell, and she slowly fell, blood foaming in her mouth......

"But, brother...... Xingyi didn't die twelve years ago, she was captured by the sect master, and the purpose is to finally train you into a monster that can only kill people today...... You don't have a memory at all, you don't know ...... at all"