It is said that there is a river in the world that you cannot see. Only in the deepest night, you can vaguely see it along the moonlight. You can find them by walking up the river. They are the swords in the dark and the most fierce assassin.

This river is called the Dark River.

And they are also called Dark River.

On this day, it was drizzling by the river. The man in purple clothes held an oil-paper umbrella and walked forward step by step in the muddy soil. He didn't know how long he had walked, but he felt that the sky was getting brighter and the morning light was slightly shining, so he finally stopped.

A slender man in black was standing at the end of the river, as if waiting for him.

The man in purple put away the oil paper umbrella and found that the rain had stopped at some point. He looked at the man in black and asked, "Are you?"

The man in black had a pale complexion. He stood in the dark and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but his voice was faint: "Su Muyu, Su family."

The underworld is divided into three surnames, the Su family of weapons and martial arts, the Xie family of internal martial arts and martial arts, and the Mu family of medical skills. The three families are respected by the heads of the family, and the three surnames are the heads of the family, each leading the killers in the sect. The heads of this generation of Su family seem very young.

The man in purple hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you the head of the Su family of this generation?"

Su Muyu nodded, and did not speak anymore, leading the man in purple to move forward. Su Muyu seemed to be a taciturn person, but the man in purple was a little curious about him: "Su Muyu, I seem to have heard of your name. Are you the most famous killer in the Su family's generation, and the second person in the history of the Dark River to leave the organization halfway? It is said that you later became the leader of the main killer group of the main owners, and then after this main owner took office, he became the head of the Su family?"

Su Muyu ignored him, but suddenly stretched out his hand and looked up at the sky: "It's raining again." After that, he opened the oil paper umbrella in his hand. It was a very beautiful oil paper umbrella. When it was opened, it almost enveloped both of them.

The man in purple seemed too lazy to hold an umbrella, and just followed Su Muyu's umbrella safely.

Su Muyu finally answered his words: "You know us very well."

The man in purple smiled: "If you want to do business with you, you must know you naturally. It is said that under your umbrella are eighteen long swords. When the murderous aura surges, eighteen sharp blades spew out, just like evening rain. I really want to see you."

Su Muyu smiled rare: "I don't think you really want to see it. Also, it's very dangerous to know us too much."

The man in purple touched the long sword around his waist: "I think, you know my identity."

Su Muyu shook her head: "Maybe parents know that except for parents, the Dark River is just a knife. In our eyes, there are only two types of identity in the world, employers, and prey."

The man in purple nodded: "I don't know if the chips I have given are enough to afford a killer like you."

Su Muyu suddenly stopped and raised her head: "It's here."

In front of them is a gorgeous pavilion - the Star Falling Moon Shadow Pavilion.

The man in purple laughed in a low voice, and Su Muyu asked, "Why are you laughing at?"

The man in purple replied, "How many people in this world can have the opportunity to step into the Star Lost Moon Shadow Pavilion in the Dark River?"

There were two people standing outside the pavilion, one sitting on the steps, smoking a pipe, slowly vomiting cigarettes, and the other standing straight at the door of the pavilion, holding a long knife, with a sharp look.

Su Muyu took the man in purple and walked over. The man sitting on the steps smoking a pipe nodded slightly at Su Muyu, but pretended to glance at the man in purple and said quietly: "Now, do you still want to step into this Star Falling Moon Shadow Pavilion?"

The rain seemed to be getting heavy in an instant.

Su Muyu put away the umbrella, and the man in purple reached out, but found that only a small raindrop fell on his hands. But when he closed his eyes, he could hear the sound of heavy rain. He looked surprised. The man on the stairs put down his pipe and knocked on the stairs, laughing: "Don't think about things that I can't understand."

The man in purple calmed down and walked up the steps step by step, but felt that every step was so difficult. He felt like he was covered by a cover. The outside was calm, and the inside of the cover was cut like a knife. He tried hard to calm down his desire to draw the sword, and walked step by step to the door of Xingluo Yueying Pavilion.

The tall man standing straight and sharp-eyed eyes gently opened the door. There was darkness inside, with a few faint candles flashing. The man in purple stepped in with Su Muyu. Su Muyu closed the door with his hand, and the sound of rain and wind outside dissipated in an instant. Stars and Moon Shadow Pavilion is a house that can isolate all sounds.

Su Muyu walked forward slowly with a sword in his hand. As he walked past, the candlesticks on the side of the road lit up one by one. Until the end, the whole room was brightly lit. Su Muyu sat down at the end of the Chang Pavilion on the left. On his left was an old man in a long robe. He had not looked up and was shaving his nails with a knife. Although he was old, his fingers were still as white as jade, revealing a bit of weirdness. On Su Muyu's right hand was a woman in her thirties and full of charm between her eyebrows. She looked at the man in purple with interesting eyes, with Mid-Autumn Festival waves and full of smiles.

"Xie Qidao, the head of the Xie family, and Mu Yumo, the head of the Mu family." The man in purple chanted their names softly.

And the person sitting upright on the high platform and being blocked by the curtains is naturally the leader of the Dark River, the head of the Grand Historian.

"You know us very well." The owner spoke first. His voice was not as old as he imagined, but was thick and powerful.

The man in purple nodded: "If you are not fully prepared, who dares to step into the Xingluo Yueying Pavilion and the Dark River to do business?"

"Since you know us, you should know that doing business with us is a very dangerous thing." Mu Yumo said with a smile, his voice was enchanting.

"The more dangerous some things are, the more meaningful they are." The man in purple said slowly.

"You're right." The president suddenly stood up, opened the layers of curtains in front, and walked slowly down. He was slender and wearing a black cloak. His face was unclear. "So what meaningful things do you want to bring us?"

"I want that river that could only be in the dark, flowing into the Apocalypse!" The man in purple looked at the master of the uncle who was walking slowly and said in a deep voice.

The parents stopped: "Although your letter has already been mentioned, I want to hear you say it in person again, your identity."

"The six princes in Beili, Xiao Chuhe."

The prince who was once the favorite of Emperor Mingde, and the candidate for "Crown Prince" recognized by everyone, was demoted to a commoner because of the rebellion case of the King of Langya and exiled to Qingzhou. Although he was pardoned, he still did not return to Tianqi's sixth prince Xiao Chuhe!

The president laughed loudly.

"good!"
Chapter completed!