The killer Mo Xian suffered that blow and fell into the water. He didn't know that the old monk did not want to take his life at all. The old monk did not want to break the precepts and would also give Hui Ming a cause and effect in the future.

Mo Xian fell into the water and did not want to take revenge at all. He was a killer. He missed a single blow and fled thousands of miles away. This is his secret to protecting his life.

He followed the river without showing his head, and in the reeds that flowed down for miles away, he felt a faint pain in his chest, and a breath of turbid air grew, and he tore off the masked towel.

When the mission failed, he was not sad or angry. The killer just performed the responsibility of belonging to God on behalf of God. He did not have feelings for the people he wanted to kill, nor was he responsible for failure. If he could escape his life, he would be grateful to God.

Although Mo Xian was a little accomplice, he remembered that the people who trained him since childhood did not know his parents at all. Since he could remember, many of the people he had been with in the Yama Hall organization, and many of them were no longer alive.

Some died during training, some died after failing the task and did not escape. He also failed twice, but he was lucky enough to survive.

It can't be considered lucky. He was very careful. Whenever something was wrong, he would flee thousands of miles away. This is the secret of his survival.

This time is the third time, so it's time to go back and talk to the Soul-Seeping Messenger about the situation.

The Yan Luo Palace Organization is a killer organization. In the Da'an Kingdom, it is the king of the killer organization. Luoyi is the capital of the Zheng State of the lords in Da'an. The Yan Luo Palace has a judge in the Zheng State. The upper level of the Yan Luo Palace is the leader of the Netherworld Sect, followed by the Ten Palaces of Yama. Then the judge is established in the lords. Under it is the soul-catching messenger. Generally, two people are called black and white impermanence, and under it is the evil ghost, which is what is commonly known as the killer.

Mo Xian is one of the ghosts. He is the burst ghost. He is called the sword-breaking Mo Xian in the world, but in the organization, his code name is the burst ghost.

But what Mo Xian didn't know was that the Hall of Yama is definitely not that simple, and his level could not hear about the large number of organizations.

Mo Xian quickly eliminated the traces he left and disappeared into the Luo Mountains on the north bank of the Luo River.

...

Luoyi, the capital of Zheng State.

The palace rose up against the platform, and a handsome young man, with a sad face, hurried to the bedroom of Zheng Hou. The guard at the door bowed and bowed, and the palace maid also retreated aside: "Young Master, you are here!"

"How is Father?" the young man asked, he was Baili Cong, and now he asked with a sad look on his face.

"The situation of the lord is a little bad!" A doctor came out of the bedroom, Gong Yangye, the doctor of Zheng State, bowed to Baili Cong with his hands, but his eyes were secretly turned.

"I am worried about my father and wish I could use my own life to replace my father's illness. My brother doesn't know when it will be back, alas!" Baili Cong said, then entered the bedroom, but a trace of meaning appeared at the corner of his eyes, and Gong Yangye blinked.

In the bedroom, there was a maid serving him. Bai Li Cong had a sad face and waved his hand to signal the maid to leave.

The maid was blessed and retreated, and Baili Cong's face became gloomy.

Zheng Hou opened his eyes, and he was terrifying, but he couldn't speak. He obviously heard the sound of phlegm in his throat, but he had hatred in his eyes.

"Father, my dear father, why are you constantly angry? I'm waiting for my younger brother, that little bastard, he can't come back!"

"You...you, cough cough, evil son, you're going to make your brother..." Zheng Hou's face turned red. He couldn't speak at first, but in a hurry, he actually broke through the phlegm in one breath and said something intermittently.

"Don't worry, my brother was taken away by Master Zhitong. Speaking of which, Zhitong meddled with other people's business. Yan Luo Palace wanted to kill him, but the old bald donkey in Zhi got into trouble."

"Master Zhitong, okay, okay, it's better not to come back!" Zheng Hou seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Father, you are dying. Now all the people around you are my. Anyway, I am the only one of your sons by your side. Why don't you make me the prince?"

Marquis Zheng closed his eyes and ignored him.

"If you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine!" Baili Cong sneered and said gloomyly, "Old thing, you asked for it! Do you think I can't do anything?"

Hearing this, Zheng Hou opened his eyes, and suddenly showed a look of fear in his eyes. A black and brown halo appeared behind Baili Cong's head.

"You, you are..."

"Father, don't think that the old bald donkey in Zhitong has supernatural powers. Buddhism is not his family, but also has secrets. Your son has converted to the Great Black Sky Vajra and practiced the secret method of the Black Sun Tathagata. He is the judge of the Hall of Yama in Zheng State." Bai Li Cong said, a swastika sign appeared in his eyes, and Zheng Hou's mind was blurred...

Three days later, Zheng Hou died, Baili Cong succeeded to the throne, issued an order to investigate the killer who assassinated Baili Ming that day.

At the same time, Zheng Hou Zi Baili Rui and Baili Zhi ran away, Baili Rui ran to Qi State, and Baili Zhi ran away with the country.

...

Mo Xian spent four days back to the Eagle Beak Cliff in the depths of Luo Mountain. This was a dangerous place that Mo Xian had become the explosion ghost of the Yama Palace after he failed a mission and escaped into the mountains and accidentally discovered. However, the scenery was beautiful and suitable for him to practice martial arts, so he built a hut here.

The Eagle-billed Cliff is surrounded by abyss, with clouds and mists. When the thatched cottage is back against the cliff, a trace of clouds and mists often float up.

Everything was quiet, as if it was a paradise, but Mo Xian stopped and bowed slightly, as if he was frightened by a frightened little beast, with a terrifying light in his eyes.

Mo Xian, with his many years of experience as a killer, felt a murderous aura, as if a naked baby was in a group of beasts.

"It's true that I discovered it for you!" The door of the thatched cottage slowly opened.

"It's you, the soul-chasing ghost, what are you doing here?" Mo Xian stared at his face. The soul-chasing ghost ranked tenth among the thirty-six killers coded with ghosts in the Hall of Yama.

The soul-chasing ghost swayed his folding fan and patted it. The fan opened. One side was a skeleton, and the other side was a beauty. She slapped it gently, revealing a strange look all over her body.

"I'll give you a ride!" The soul-chasing ghost smiled and shook the fan at Mo Xian. Mo Xian's face changed, and he raised his head back, and a few extremely faint blue light needles flashed past his face with a faint fishy smell.

A sword appeared in Mo Xian's hand, and a ray of light rose up. The sword in Mo Xian's hand exploded. The soul-chasing ghost immediately retreated. The fan in his hand suddenly unfolded and blocked in front of him. The beauty on the fan turned into a skeleton, as if she was about to jump out of the fan. Mo Xian's slender sword was stabbing on the skeleton.

The sword immediately burned like fire, and a heat turned half of the sword red. In an instant, the beauty dissipated, and a strange and strange kung fu. Mo Xian didn't know what kind of skill this was.

However, Mo Xian was ahead of the soul-chasing ghost. The soul-chasing ghost suddenly turned red, then white, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, but a smile appeared in his eyes.

Mo Xian's body also shook, and watched the soul-chasing ghost take two steps back. He was about to chase him, but his body tightened his left back, and he secretly cried out in his heart, so he turned to the front right. A slender water-dividing thorn flashed with a faint light, and with a puff, he cut a hole in his clothes on his left waist.

A cold wave passed through his waist. The Rakshasa ghost shook his head regretfully and laughed: "Explosion Ghost, you are smart!"

Mo Xian didn't look at her waist. The Rakshasa ghost ranked fourth. She was as beautiful as a flower, slender and delicate as a flower, but everything on her surface was a false appearance. If anyone wants to be pity, then she will not be far from death.

"Why?" Mo Xian knew that today might be explained here. As a killer, he had long understood that there was this day, but he did not expect that the person who killed him was from the Yan Luo Palace.

"The soul-catching messenger wants you to die, so you are ready to die!" Another voice sounded, but the person did not appear.

Mo Xian's face changed and he smiled bitterly: "It's actually a famous shadowless ghost. When dealing with me, three ghosts came. Logically, it's worth my death, but I'm not willing to give up!"

After saying that, the thin sword in his hand buzzed and suddenly emitted dazzling light. The sword edge turned and the sword was divided into two paths, stabbing the soul-chasing ghost and the Rakshasa ghost respectively.

"You have actually refined the Sun Sword, and I underestimated you! So what if you have refined the Sun Sword? Forced refining will hurt your body. I'm afraid your life span is less than ten years. Anyway, you will die sooner or later, so I might as well give you a ride!" As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared in front of Mo Xian, and there seemed to be a silk thread in his hand.

Mo Xian's two swords that were stabbing the soul-chasing ghost and the Rakshasa ghost were suddenly entangled by an invisible silk thread. Mo Xian suddenly let go and came out.

"It's too late!" The shadowless ghost sneered, and an iron lotus shot towards Mo Xian in the air.
Chapter completed!