Somewhere outside the capital, the figure of Miesheng slowly emerged, as if he had always been here and had never entered the capital!
"Slaying demons! It's interesting, this time I'm slaying real demons! I have to go back and tell my ancestors to go!"
After saying that, Miesheng, who was muttering to himself, disappeared again.
…
"Demon slaying! Hahaha, interesting! So interesting!"
This place is in a small city only two hundred miles away from the capital. It is not on the surface, but in an underground hall.
At this moment, an extremely cold laughter came from the hall, as if it could pierce people's eardrums.
On the ground, Miesheng, who had been majestic in front of Poisonous Scorpion and Mei Niang just a few days ago, could only kneel down on one knee and bury his head in his chest, looking timid and fearful, unable to think of raising his head at all.
"Ancestor, this time, our Ange has lost a third-grade person in exchange for this news. Isn't it... a bit of a loss?"
Miesheng, who was kneeling on the ground, thought about it for a long time before speaking. And the person who could make even the second-level Miesheng kneel down willingly was naturally An Gege, who made even the first-level masters in the world change their expressions.
Lord, the name of the Wheel-turning King!
A mere person in the world dares to call himself a king, which shows his status in the world.
In fact, the reason why killers are criticized by people all over the world is because their assassination methods are so unpredictable.
If a second-level killer uses assassination methods, some masters who have just entered the first-level will have some troubles. But once this killer can enter the first-level, it will be truly terrifying. Even the veteran first-level masters will be easily fooled by him. This
This is the real reason why the entire world is somewhat afraid of the Chakravartin King.
Of course, those first-level masters do not include first-level sword cultivators. As the saying goes, all things are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, and there is still another mountain higher than this mountain.
It's good that the sword cultivator didn't come to trouble him as the Wheel-turning King. How could he ask for trouble by assassinating a first-grade sword cultivator?
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. We just lost a small third-level person. It's easy to put some effort into cultivating him. But if a first-level person dies! That will be the disaster of annihilating the family! Jie Jie Jie."
When the Wheel-turning King turned around to look at the destruction of life, his withered face was revealed, and even his eyes were somewhat sunken. No wonder he wanted people to call him ancestor, and he didn't know how old the Wheel-turning King was.
Already.
"Then, ancestor, our next step is..."
Misheng did not dare to comment on this matter, so he had to turn his attention to the Wheel-turning King.
"Hehehe, after knowing such shocking news, if we don't do something, how can we make money in the secret room? Since Mr. Shang is not afraid of us revealing it, we can't live up to their good intentions!"
"Then... ancestor, should I go to Beijing again and tell the people of Hehuan Sect?"
"Hmm... But to put it more vaguely, it's like a wedding night. If the hijab is taken off directly, this beautiful little lady will be a little less interesting, right?"
The Wheel King nodded involuntarily, his dry eyes giving out some strange looks, as if he had discovered something interesting.
"Yes, I obey!"
Then, Misheng was about to exit the hall, but just as he was retreating to the door, the Wheel-turning King called out to him.
"Wait a minute, have you found out who Mr. Shang is this time?"
"Returning to our ancestors, Mr. Shang is very cautious. He always takes the secret path back and forth, and he is accompanied by a second-grade peak master, so..."
Seeing Chakravartin's eyes darken, Miesheng continued speaking hurriedly before he could speak, fearing that he would be slapped out of the hall if he spoke too slowly.
"But this time, my subordinate, I have already fought against the person who protected him. I have memorized that person's aura. I will definitely be able to recognize him the next time we fight!"
"Well, that's good, let's go!"
Chakravartin King still seemed a little dissatisfied, but he didn't continue to make things difficult for Miyosheng, which made Miyosheng feel relieved.
"yes."
After Destruction completely exited, it seemed that the Wheel-turning King was the only one left in the hall, and he could only be seen whispering softly.
"If you kill a first-class man, I'll charge him 10 million taels of silver. It's not too much! Where is the judge!"
Then, in the shadow behind a candlelight, a group of black shadows gradually gathered together, and finally formed the appearance of a person.
"exist!"
"Send a letter to Gui Xiao and Shu Sheng Jian. I am going to play a big game this time and ask them to return to the capital as soon as possible!"
"yes!"
After saying that, the black shadow slowly dispersed again. From the beginning to the end, the man never really appeared!
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Back in the capital city, where the Dream Tower is, at this time, Miessheng has quietly slipped into the backyard.
What a pity for this second-level assassin, who has been completely reduced to an errand boy these past two days.
Focusing on the room in the middle, the dart shot out from his hand and accurately hit the threshold.
Just kidding, as a killer, if you don’t even have these basic skills, you don’t want to be a killer!
"who!"
The people in the house seemed to have heard some noise and hurriedly went out to check. But when she came out, there was still the shadow of Miesheng there, and all they could see were the darts on the door and the notes stuck on the darts.
When she pulled out the dart and opened the note, she felt a little confused and frightened at the same time after reading the content on it.
I saw it written on the note.
"Mid-Autumn Festival, the night of full moon slaughtering demons and killing people!"
The person holding this note was the steward of the Hehuan Sect who stayed in the capital and returned to Menglou. He was only a small third-grade person. In the past, she still didn’t know what to do and could only decide on a trustworthy person by herself.
But tonight is different, a big shot came back to the Dream Tower.
So, she quickly picked up the note and ran back to the room, then opened the secret room in the room and walked in.
This secret room is different from other ordinary secret rooms. The decoration in the secret room is even more luxurious than the most expensive box in the Dream Building outside.
Anyway, as long as you can use the most expensive things, you will never choose cheap ones. Phoebe pillars, golden silk wood tables and chairs, emerald tea cups, everything is extremely luxurious.
But what is even more eye-catching than these is the beautiful lady lying on the bed.
The beauty's back was turned and her face could not be seen, but she was wearing a skirt that was slit to her buttocks, and her long, flawless legs lay just like that on the bed, looking extremely fragrant.
"Holy girl, someone just sent a letter."
After the woman came in, she knelt down on one knee and said with her hands clasped in fists.
It turned out that the person on the bed was none other than Hua Xueji, the saint of the Hehuan Sect. I don’t know when she quietly entered Beijing, but no one noticed her.
I saw that the woman on the bed did not get up, but just moved her hand, and the note flew into her hand.
After she saw the content on the note clearly, she stood up and turned around. When she showed her face, she finally knew what it meant to charm all living beings. Her stunning face made the woman below stunned.
It is conceivable that if a man saw it, it would not make people crazy?
It’s amazing! Is there really such a beautiful and lovely person in this world?
"Slaying demons and killing people on a night of killing? Who are you killing? With such a majestic power, they can't come to kill the slave family, right?"
When the woman spoke, her soft and soft voice was very pleasant, and coupled with her deliberately added charm, it could really penetrate people's bones.
"Hua Niang, where did this note come from?"
"Returning to the Saint, the person who sent the note used a dart to send it. When the subordinate went out, he had disappeared."
In fact, the woman called Hua Niang is already very good-looking, otherwise she would not be able to serve as the steward of Hui Meng Lou in the capital city of Hehuan Sect.
But in front of the saint Hua Xueji, she was not even qualified to be a green leaf. Even now, she looked at Hua Xueji with a bit of obsession.
"It's strange. The person who sent the note didn't tell me clearly who to kill! What's the use?"
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Back in the dream building, in a top-notch private room, there was a man in bright clothes, drinking with his arms around two women who were both exquisite in appearance.
The origin of this man is not simple. His name is Ma Suiliang, and he is the imperial emissary of one of the three chief officials in the Chu court.
In the imperial court, in addition to the Prime Minister, there were three official posts to handle various political commissars, namely the Imperial Envoy's Stand, the Chancellor's Stand, and the Central Center's Stand.
Among them, the Shangshu Taixia is divided into six departments, each of which is the official, household, ritual, military, punishment, and work departments.
The chiefs of Santai are called Yushi Ling, Shangshu Ling, and Central Committee Ling. This shows how high and powerful this man is as Yushi Ling.
But now, judging from the appearance of this imperial emissary, he is already very drunk. His red face looks a bit old-fashioned. He must be nearly sixty years old. He just ordered two girls without knowing it.
Is it getting stronger with age or is it the final madness!
"My lord, my lord, you haven't told us anything about what happened in the court recently when you came here."
Seeing that the two beauties were almost drunk, they started to inquire about the news from the court. Ma Suiliang was fine in other words, but he just couldn't withstand a sexual temptation. Plus, he was drunk again at this moment.
Everything was said outside.
And these two girls, they are both the top girls in the dream house this time. If it weren't for the purpose of getting more important information, they wouldn't come to serve him!
"Hey, you two little beauties, don't you know this? Although nothing major happened in the court, I did know something even more earth-shattering!"
"My lord, my lord, tell me quickly!"
Seeing this, the two women's tone became more seductive, and they naturally shook his arms. It seemed that this was not the first time they had done such a thing.
"Hey, little beauty, this can't be done. I'm going to be beheaded! But, I can tell you a little bit of news. By next year's Mid-Autumn Festival, this Acacia Sect will no longer exist! Hahaha!"
At the end of the sentence, the man seemed very proud that he could know this important event, and laughed wildly, but he had forgotten where this place was!
The two beauties next to him heard what he said and were frightened.
I saw one of them wink quickly to the other person, and the other person nodded understandingly.
"Hey, sir, why are we out of wine? Yueru, why don't you go get it quickly?"
"okay!"
Before Ma Suiliang could reply, one of the women quickly stood up and left.
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In the secret room, there was a knock on the door.
"Saint, someone is coming. I'll go out and take a look."
"Go ahead."
At this moment, the voice of the saint from the Hehuan Sect became lazy again, without the charming charm just now, but it was still breathtaking.
As for the knock on the door, I don't know what technology they used to let the sound come in from outside.
Not long after, the flower girl came back, but her expression was even more panicked.
"Holy Girl, I just got the news from Ma Suiliang. He said... that our Hehuan Sect will not exist next year!"
"She really said that?! Is the news reliable?"
The woman finally became more serious now, and all the flattery she had just now disappeared, and instead she had a bit more domineering inside.
"Back to the saint, Ma Suiliang was already drunk when he said this, so what he said should be true!"
Hua Xueji turned over her hands again. It turned out that the note was still in her hand and had not been thrown away.
"Mid-Autumn Festival, the night of full moon slaughtering demons and killing people!"
By now, she was certain that the message the person who sent the note wanted to convey to her was that someone or some force would cause trouble for the Hehuan Sect on the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the most likely possibility would be to cause trouble for her!
As for those who can do the so-called slaying of demons, except for those hypocritical and righteous people, no one can do it.
"Slay the demon! Then I will kill you! Hua Niang, prepare pen and paper!"
"yes!"
When Hua Niang prepared paper and pen, she didn't hesitate for a moment, but immediately leaned over the table and wrote something very quickly.
Not long after, she threw a large pile of paper filled with words to Hua Niang.
"Go, send me these letters to the major sects of the Demon Sect. Since those guys who claim to be righteous want to play a big game, our Demon Sect must accompany them even if we risk our lives."
Most of the contents in the stack of papers were the same, except for a letter addressed to the Bloodthirsty Sect, with only six words on it.
"When you come to the capital, there will be a fight!"
This bloodthirsty sect is an extremely warlike sect, and every battle is extremely bloody, so it is classified as a demon sect. And the leader of this bloodthirsty sect is guilty of massacre, so you don’t need to ask him much.
Explain something and tell him that there is a fight, and he will naturally come running over.
"yes."
After Hua Niang accepted the order, she took the stack of papers and went down to make arrangements, but Hua Xueji did not stop writing the letter. When Hua Niang came back, another stack of papers was thrown to her.
"Also, those guys who are both good and evil also sent me a letter asking them to come to the capital, saying that there is a good show to watch! I have to muddy the waters for them, so that they can fish!"
When Hua Xueji said this, the cold light in her eyes was no less than that of those killers, and she finally put away her previous charming look.