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627. Anjia and his son

The four assassins flew back in unison, and Ji Yaohua and Han Long immediately followed, hoping to capture these assassins who were trying to kill the God Catcher.

Poor, ordinary soldiers from the Six Gates were wearing armor. Although their defense was high, they were still too bulky. They could only stare at the assassins coming and going.

Fortunately, Han Long and Ji Yaohua were very powerful. The two of them "chased" the assassins and beat them, but the bigger ones "retreated steadily."

The situation is excellent.

Zhushen was in a happy mood, and once again sighed at the beauty of having power.

Suddenly, the body of a soldier behind Zhushen changed. He... suddenly became shorter.

But Zhu Shen knew nothing about this and was still immersed in the beauty of being about to make a great achievement.

"Pfft!"

A sharp dagger suddenly stabbed the catcher in the back of the heart. Following the dagger, an unpredictable internal force burst into his body, directly shattering his heart and affecting his internal organs.

Pain, extreme pain.

The internal force in Zhushen's body was barely alive. He turned around with a look of disbelief on his face and used his last bit of strength to knock the soldier away with one palm.

"puff…"

The dagger was pulled out smoothly, and blood immediately surged out from the two holes, unstoppable.

The catcher knew clearly in his heart that this time he really capsized in the gutter and was about to die!

Moreover, he was killed by a sneak attack!

He is famous in this life!

How will future generations evaluate him, a loser?

As he lay dying, the catcher's face was filled with a bitter smile.

He used to be a martial arts genius!

When he was young, he was high-spirited, righteous, and rarely encountered opponents. He was called a young hero.

After becoming an adult, he gave up his martial arts life and joined the Six Gates.

As his position became higher and higher, he had fewer and fewer opportunities to take action, and he became more obsessed with power, and his martial arts eventually slackened.

It wasn't until middle age that he became a six-door catcher. Although his internal skills became more and more advanced and he was only one step away from being a top master, at this time, he also encountered a bottleneck.

However, the beauty of power made him not care too much about it.

Moreover, being addicted to power, he did not realize that his martial arts skills were in ruins, and even his five senses were not as sensitive as those of other warriors of the same level.

At this time, he felt a trace of regret in his heart.

"If I had known... I should have practiced martial arts well!"

Catcher murmured softly, but in an instant he smiled wisely.

"It's impossible, no one can give up power, no one can!"

Between power and martial arts, he finally made his choice.

If he had it to do over again, he would still not give up his position as the God Catcher!

After a breath, the boss with eyes wide open, his face completely frozen.

Catcher, the leader of the six doors...is dead!

Died in a sneak attack.

He...will never rest in peace.

The fighting stopped, and almost everyone present was stunned, no matter whether it was light or dark.

"Is it her? How could it be!"

On the roof of Zuiyue Tower, a man wearing a cloak and a hood appeared. He looked at the assassin who was shot away and the dead Catcher, his expression was a bit ugly.

This is not his perfect plan!

"You read that right, it's her!"

A deep old voice sounded in An Shigeng's ears, and an old man holding a scepter suddenly appeared next to him.

And he couldn't react at all.

If this person was an enemy, An Shigeng would be dead.

However, he is not the enemy!

"Father, when did you come back?"

An Shigeng was surprised, with a bit of uneasiness in his tone, and a trace of hidden deep fear.

After all, compared to his father, An Yunshan's level of perversion, he was still too immature and just a child.

An Yunshan did not answer, but looked at the two buildings not far away with a solemn expression.

He sensed two threatening opponents, well, there was also one downstairs.

"Roar!"

After witnessing the death of Catcher, Lengxue could no longer remain calm, and the wolf blood poison in his body finally broke out completely.

Lengxue grew up under the care of wolves. Catcher brought him out, adopted him, taught him how to speak, taught him martial arts, and taught him principles.

Catching God showed him a new life, and the kindness was as heavy as a mountain.

Although Zhushen himself has shortcomings of one kind or another, such as greed for power and lack of principles...

However, in Lengxue's heart, Catcher is still a father-like existence.

And now, my father has been killed.

The hatred for killing one's father is irreconcilable.

Lengxue held a long knife in his hand, jumped up, swung the long knife in his hand, and a dark green sword energy flew out, slashing at the soldier dressed as an assassin.

"when!"

Wherever the sword energy passes, there is no way to stop it.

The armor that was originally unparalleled in defense was split into two in an instant, as smooth as cutting tofu.

However, the scene that was supposed to be dripping with blood did not appear at all.

The assassin in the armor was nowhere to be seen, as if there had never been anyone inside the armor.

However, how can one kill the Catcher in a sneak attack without anyone?

Next to the armor, Lengxue had no doubts. He was not a human at this time, but a wolf!

He didn't think, he just instinctively looked for traces of the enemy.

As for the instinctive method, of course it is what he is best at.

The sensitive "dog"'s nose twitched, and a scent trail immediately appeared in front of his eyes!

Lengxue immediately confirmed the assassin's location, turned around and looked at the roof of Zuiyue Tower.

Although there were only two men in front of him, he still smelled the scent of a woman, and she was beside the old man, hidden in the darkness and invisible to the naked eye.

Seeing An's father and son, his wild animal instinct made him feel a strong threat, making him tremble and have the urge to escape.

However, the hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable!

"Ouch!"

The werewolf overcame his beast instinct and roared to the sky. The dark clouds were dispersed. Under the bright moonlight, he saw a real wolf beast, ferocious and dangerous.

At this moment, the blood poison in Leng Xue's body was completely activated for the first time.

His canine teeth are intertwined, his nails are extremely sharp, and the hair on his face and body is extremely luxuriant.

Before his eyes, he was about to completely turn into a wolf, a real wolf!

Isn’t it impossible to change and come back?!!

Ji Yaohua was extremely worried and couldn't help shouting.

"Cold-blooded brother!"

The fate between people is really strange.

As An Shigeng's maid, Ji Yaohua broke into six doors and became a spy, but she developed feelings for Lengxue. This is really... bloody!

She...likes him!

After An Shigeng heard this, he didn't know how he felt.

He, An Shigeng, was the master of Prime Minister Cai and one of the richest people in the Ming Dynasty.

Neither power nor money is taken seriously by him.

As for women, there are so many beauties around him, including those who are fat and thin.

He should have nothing lacking, enough to be free and easy and play life.

This is the dream of many people!

However, he didn't know what was wrong in his mind, but he actually put his maid Ji Yaohua in the most important position in his heart!

What feelings these people have!

He likes her.

But, she liked that him, not him.

And she likes him, but he doesn't like her, he likes another her!

Such bloody feelings!


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