Wuming raised his hand and caressed the boy's little head, with a gentle smile on his face.

But at this moment, his expression suddenly moved, he frowned slightly, and the smile on his face faded in an instant, and murmured: "The nasty thing is catching up with me again, I really don't want to give up...

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"Master, what's wrong?"

The boy asked after hearing the sound.

Upon hearing the question, the man smiled again and said softly: "It's nothing, just some nasty bugs. Once we get rid of those guys, I'll take you to have a good meal."

"Um!"

The boy nodded in response.

After the words fell, the two of them walked towards a secluded alley.

After a while, a trivial sound came.

After a while, the man walked out of the alley, his face looking as usual, his body not stained with any dirt, and he was still as calm and composed as before.

Then he took the child back to the street.

But in the deserted alley, there were more than a dozen corpses, and a ferocious black spider was carved on the necks of these people...

The sun sets and night slowly falls.

Under the silent night sky, a slim figure stood alone on the high pavilion. She was wearing a unique black silk mesh close-fitting soft armor, and her perfect figure was fully displayed.

He raised his hand and took off the silver-gray metal mask on his face, revealing a cold and beautiful face.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, gently stroking her lower abdomen, a look of sadness appeared on her cold and pretty face, as if reminiscing about the past, her eyes were melancholy and blurred.

And at this moment, a low and cold voice sounded from behind him: "Frightened Salamander."

The beautiful woman named Jing Salamander came to her senses in an instant, put on the mask quickly, and restored her original cold appearance again, revealing her cold murderous intent.

Turning around and looking around, he saw a man wearing Qin Army armor appearing here at some point. This man was the Snatcher Zhan Ri.

"Lord Hidden Sun!"

Frightened Salamander lowered his head slightly and said respectfully.

Zhanri casually threw a portrait to the other party and said: "New mission, this is your next goal!"

Jing Salamander opened the portrait and took a look, then nodded and said: "Yes!"

Zhanri continued: "This person is very special. He is a real strong man. As long as you can kill him, you can use any method!"

"My subordinate understands!"

Frightened Salamander responded.

Zhanri nodded, and then left in a flash.

Jing Salamander held the portrait in his hand, with unspeakable helplessness and fatigue in his eyes, and sighed softly in his heart: "Maybe this is fate..."

Ye Zhang finished his day's work, tidied up and returned to the inn, ready to rest. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the lobby, he saw two familiar figures, it was Wuming and his young apprentice.

"Brother Wuming, how are you doing lately?"

Hearing this, Wuming also turned around and smiled slightly when he saw the former approaching: "It turns out to be Brother Ye, long time no see."

"Brother Ye, it's you!"

Lu also said hello happily.

Ye Zhang chuckled and said: "We are destined to meet again, why not get together?"

Wuming Ziziye did not refuse, and raised his hand to signal: "Please."

With that said, he led him to the house.

Ye Zhang looked around casually and saw that the interior was quite old, dark and small, and it was the worst kind of guest room. Obviously, the other party's money was not very rich.

Wuming said: "The temporary residence is a bit crude, so please don't blame me."

"The mountain is not high, as long as there are immortals, it is famous. Brother Wuming has such a level of cultivation but is willing to live in a humble house, which is beyond the reach of others."

Ye Zhang smiled, and then found a place to sit down without caring.

After hearing this, Wuming's evaluation of him was a little higher, and just when he was about to open his mouth to praise, his expression moved slightly.

Facing the road beside him, he said: "Brother Ye and I have something to say. You should go and rest first. We have to go on the road tomorrow."

"Um."

Lu responded obediently, and then walked towards the bedroom on one side.

After he left, Wuming's eyes flickered, he looked up in the direction of the door and said, "Since our friends outside are already here, you might as well show up."

As soon as the words fell, a flash of sword light was seen, and the door and window were split into two and shattered instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flew over, the long sword in his hand emitted a terrifying cold light, it was none other than the Frightened Salamander!

As the top assassin in the net, her movements were naturally very fast, and she rushed into the house in a flash.

His eyes were firmly locked on the calm and calm young man in front of him, a chill suddenly appeared in his eyes, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand stabbed out mercilessly!

Seeing this situation, Wuming's expression was extremely calm, and his eyes did not waver at all. Just when the sharp blade was about to pierce his chest, he saw him make some move.

In a trance, his figure disappeared without warning. Immediately afterwards, an invisible sword light flashed past.

"boom!"

There was another crisp sound, and two figures passed each other in an instant.

As a wisp of black hair fell, the weapon in Jing Salaman's hand was thrown away. It was blown away by the powerful force, and with a "whoosh" sound, it was nailed to a wooden pillar several meters away.

At the same time, a nameless figure emerged, already taking a step away from behind Jing Salamander.

He is holding a strange invisible sword in his hand. The sharp blade is pressed tightly against the vital part of the former's neck. As long as he exerts a little force, he can kill him instantly.

Being killed in an instant, Jing Salamander could not help but be stunned. After a brief shock, a deep feeling of powerlessness emerged in his heart.

The gap between the two is really too big. He cannot handle a strong man of this level at all. This assassination is destined to be a failure.

As a killer, he naturally knew what would happen if he failed. Then he clenched his fists and stopped resisting, saying coldly: "Kill me."

She doesn't have much attachment to this world, and death may be a kind of relief...

When Wuming heard this, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He was about to take action against the killer in the trap, but just when the sword blade made a slight wound on his neck, he suddenly stopped.

His face moved slightly and he said: "This is a heartbeat..."

"what are you saying?"

Frightened Salamander frowned.

Wuming withdrew his light and said calmly: "Although the heartbeat is very weak, it is real."

Hearing this, Jing Salamander's expression couldn't help but change, and he said coldly: "Assassins have no heart."

"If there is no heart, then why does she exist?"

Wuming looked at the former and asked.
Chapter completed!