A bowl of fragrant fish soup, with a few clusters of white and green green onions floating on it, plus a few pieces of fatty fresh fish, sitting on the edge of a small river, looking at the fishing boats that came and went, drinking the fresh soup in the bowl, I don't know when Yingyi began to like this feeling.

After drinking the last mouthful of fish soup in the bowl, he reached out and wiped the oil flowers on the corner of his mouth, left a lot of money for the store, and after saying goodbye, Yingyi got up and left.

This small shop is not a lively and luxurious restaurant in Yanjing, just a small stall set up by an old couple by the river, with a few bamboo chairs, a few small pots at the door, a few fishing rods hanging on the wall made of bamboo poles, and people sitting on bamboo chairs fishing by the river.

Yingyi also feels that it is quite interesting here, fishing by himself, and then the old couple will do it, and you can taste a bowl of delicious fish soup for only five cents, which is also quite comfortable, so if you have the opportunity, you will stay here for a while.

As soon as Ying Yi got up, a man covered in sackcloth and with a hat on the side who couldn't see his face clearly also drank the fish soup, hurriedly put down a few pennies, pressed the hat on his head down a few points, and followed closely behind Ying Yi.

Passing through the lively pedestrian street, Yingyi called a boat on the pier and rowed down the river, the boat was a little old, and even there was some water in the hull, which soaked the upper of Yingyi's shoes, and Yingyi didn't care about it, just directed the boat to go all the way along the complicated river, and finally got off the boat at a rather remote pier, paid the boat and walked into a dilapidated alley.

......

Song Tong is a killer, and he is also well-known in the killer world, because he once assassinated a cultivator of the second realm of the Enlightenment Realm alone, and finally retreated, although the means were a little disgraceful, but the result was that he was alive, the cultivator of the Enlightenment Realm died, and the bones had already been swallowed by the fish in the river.

Only the living are worthy of glorious condemnation, and the dead, no one remembers, as if they never knew each other, and in the end only a pair of white bones that have dried up at some unknown point.

However, now Song Tong is a little irritable, he recently received a new business, the object is only a cultivator of the Qi Sea Realm, and the remuneration is quite generous, enough to let Song Tong step into the second realm, so Song Tong attaches great importance to this business.

A long time ago, Song Tong was still a very ordinary killer, and after killing the cultivator of the Enlightenment Realm through a series of means, Song Tong himself became a cultivator, although he was only the lowest level of cultivator, but it was enough to turn Song Tong's life upside down.

"As long as I kill this kid, I will be able to obtain the technique of refining the acupuncture point, as long as I can enter the second realm, I will have more opportunities to become stronger in the future, and I will also become a big man in Yanjing." After walking on the dock, Song Tong thought to himself.

Looking at this secluded alley, Song Tong felt a little cold, as if something bad would happen as soon as he entered, Song Tong couldn't help but take a few steps back, he couldn't help but want to leave, looking at the boat that was about to leave, Song Tong opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't speak, the reward for this mission is really rich, if you miss it, I don't know when you will meet it again.

Song Tong has been stuck in the first realm for a long time, but there is no method of refining the acupoint, and he can't enter the second realm for a long time, the person who sent the task this time seems to know that Song Tong needs such an exercise, so there is only one spark practice method on the reward, watching the boat turn through a water alley and disappear, Song Tong took a deep breath and walked into the alley.

The alley is very straight, Song Tong walked for a long time and only turned a corner, the wall tiles inside were covered with green moss, as if no one had walked for a long time, deep and quiet, quiet and a little scary, tightened the long sword in his hand, Song Tong didn't know why the target came to such a place, but Song Tong knew that he had no way to retreat, so he could only go all the way, find the target, and then kill him, or be killed.

Suddenly, Song Tong's footsteps stopped, and there was a person standing at the mouth of the alley in front of him, dressed in white and with black hair, Song Tong recognized that this person was the target of his tracking, although he was frightened, but Song Tong still maintained a calm mind, just put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, which is a habit of the perennial killer career.

Looking at the nervous Song Tong in front of him, Ying Yi showed a smile, this person followed him for three days, just inherited the legacy of the Supreme Dynasty, the major dynasties are all strict, especially Yanjing is still the capital of Dayan, no one dares to shoot in the crowd openly, otherwise the people of the Sky Survey Division are not decorations, Ying Yi is also playful, and took Song Tong around Yanjing for three days.

Song Tong's uneasiness was becoming more and more intense now, and a trace of sweat oozed unnaturally from his forehead.

At this moment, Ying Yi said: "How about it, I will take you all over Yanjing Alley in the past few days, compared to those places with gorgeous clothes and fresh clothes and angry horses, there is also a different flavor here, such as the bowl of fish soup just now." ”

Song Tong's eyes shrank, and the sword in his hand almost came out of the sheath, but the killer's intuition told Song Tong not to make a move, otherwise it was himself who died, although Song Tong didn't want to believe it, but the fact is that he was played by others as a monkey these days, and he always thought that he was very hidden, and changed his outfit every day for three days, but he didn't expect that in the eyes of others, he was a clown, and such a blow was difficult for Song Tong to accept.

"Think about it, look at your murderous aura, although you are trying your best to restrain yourself, but your state of mind is not cultivated enough, in the eyes of the strong is like a light in the dark night, you can have such a murderous aura, in addition to the battlefield of a hundred battles, that is, a killer who wanders on the edge of death, but you don't have the temperament of the army, you should be a killer!"

Song Tong's heart sank, and he said in a deep voice: "Your reasoning is correct, I am a killer." ”

As he spoke, Song Tong took off the hat on his head, revealing a slightly vicissitudes of life, but those eyes were very bright and impossible to ignore, and they were full of complex and changing expressions, fear, fear, determination, and killing, but in the end they turned into hope.

Vaguely, Ying Yi saw himself in the palace from these eyes, gritted his teeth and survived all the hardships and tribulations, and only then did he usher in the current spark-like hope.

Although he was very jealous of Winyi, Song Tong knew that there was no mercy in this world, and everything was earned by his own desperate efforts, including the life that did not belong to him in the first place.

Since surviving the killer training ten years ago, Song Tong knows that nothing in this world belongs absolutely, including his own life, so Song Tong has been working hard, because he knows that only in this way will he not lose more.

Now Song Tong knows that he is going to fight hard, this may be the last time he draws his sword in his life, but Song Tong does not regret it, since he is going to this road, he has already put life and death out of the way, and it can be regarded as a happy ending to have the last hearty battle.

A sword out, all the murderous energy is converged in the sword, under the pressure of winning easy, Song Tong's state of mind actually broke through a step, living up to the previous pride, this sword is like a poisonous snake hunting, all the murderous energy before the move is all retracted, only the key blow, will be thunderous, one blow to kill the enemy.

Seeing that Song Tong obviously knew the gap between the two, he actually dared to draw his sword and face each other, and actually took a big step forward in his state of mind, although he was very surprised, but Ying Yi smiled very happily, Ying Yi seemed to see his own shadow in Song Tong for a moment, there are too many similarities between the two, too many things in common.

All the true qi in Song Tong's body is mobilized in the sword, the killer has never had only one blow, and immediately after one blow, he fled away, this is what Song Tong learned when he was in training, Song Tong always left a little leeway in the past assassination, but now he has devoted himself wholeheartedly, leaving no trace of retreat, fighting against the water, and dying if he does not win.

Song Tong's sword was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the two had already swept across the street separated by the two, and the tip of the sword stabbed in front of Ying Yi's body, stabbing at Ying Yi's throat.

At this time, I saw Ying Yi suddenly punch, and a layer of black true qi was attached to his entire arm, and he directly punched at the tip of Song Tong's sword.

Layers of energy spread out from the intersection of fists and swords, four slight tremors in a row, and there was a clicking sound in the long sword, and I saw that the fine steel sword that had accompanied Song Tong for many years cracked from the tip of the sword, all the way to the hilt, and then turned into pieces and fell to the ground, Song Tong's right hand twisted, and a blood sword spurted out of his mouth, and then his body was half kneeling on the ground.

"Ahem......"

Spit out a mouthful of blood, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Song Tong's mouth, how could there be such a gap, because he had not had the method of refining the acupoints for many years, although Song Tong had not been able to enter the second realm of the acupuncture sutra for a long time, he had never stopped practicing.

Now just the true qi in the body has already exceeded the ordinary qi sea realm cultivators by more than two times, but when he fought with Ying Yi Chuyi, he only felt that the endless source of true qi from Ying Yi's body was stronger and stronger each time, and after four consecutive waves of true qi, Song Tong could no longer support it, and the long sword was directly shattered into pieces by the two powerful forces.

Song Tong can feel that Ying Yi has not yet reached the limit, it can be said that he has made a full shot, but he has not even tried the limit of Ying Yi and failed, the same Qi Sea Realm, how can there be such a big gap, it will only be that the opponent's strength is at least three times more than him, which will make him feel this sense of powerlessness, Song Tong guessed in his heart.

"The winner lives, the loser dies, you do it. Song Tong glanced at Ying Yi and said bitterly.

Since he failed to complete the mission, there is only one ending for a killer, and that is death.

Although I had long expected such a day, when this day came, there was still an indescribable bitterness, after all, who would want to die if they could live, and no one would be an exception.

"You're just bait, I'm not waiting for you, it's the people behind you. ”

Ignoring Song Tong who begged for death, Ying Yi stared at the end of the alley and said a sentence that made Song Tong almost want to spurt blood, it turned out that people didn't regard him as an opponent at all, and he was still self-righteous and didn't know the depth.