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When Meng Junyan told Mo Beichen about the news of Lin Xiaoqian's departure, he immediately became more cautious and asked about the exact address of Lin Xiaoqian.

Gold Sun City was about a thousand miles away from the Lihuo City, almost spanning across half a Ancient Flame Country, it was extremely far away.

He had never taken such a long route before. Furthermore, he would have to travel through many dangerous areas along the way, which often required a long detour. It was impossible to calculate how much time he had spent during this journey.

A minimum of ten days to half a month. If it's more than one month, it's not impossible.

Mo Beichen did not want Yan Xiaoqin to worry, so he said that he would probably be back before long, and he did not tell her his destination.

After exiting the Yan Family, Mo Beichen rode on the horse Yan Linshan gifted him, heading north.

One day later...

Seeing the steed's speed gradually decrease, and the foaming at the mouth, he knew that he had to stop and rest, or else the steed would die of exhaustion.

Along the way, they travelled at full speed, almost without stopping. No matter how strong the horses were, they would not be able to take it.

After attaching the horses to the trees at the side, allowing it to eat and rest, Mo Beichen went over to the side of the river to wash its face.

Unlike the murky rivers in his previous life, this world was filled with pleasant scenery and fresh air.

Crouching on the shore, Mo Beichen held up the crystal clear water and continuously splashed it on his face. Immediately, a refreshing feeling assaulted him, causing his fatigue to dissipate significantly.

"Hmm? There is killing intent! "

Sensing that the surroundings were filled with a blazing killing intent, the hairs on Mo Beichen's entire body stood up, as though he had met a great enemy, and he immediately became vigilant.

A few black clothed men wearing grey skull masks suddenly appeared from all directions, firmly surrounding Mo Beichen.

None of them were weaker than him.

Everyone was emitting a strong aura of death, giving off an extremely oppressive feeling.

Especially one of them, it made Mo Beichen feel a huge sense of danger.

His aura fluctuated like a bloodthirsty beast, far surpassing that of an ordinary warrior of the twelfth stage and almost catching up with that of a soldier.

Mo Beichen inwardly cursed, and without batting an eyelid, he took up a more advantageous position and asked in a stern voice, "Who are you people?"

"You don't have to bother asking about our identities. Someone paid for your life, so we... The person who wants your life! "

Appearing in front of Mo Beichen was a person wearing a silver skull mask. From the looks of it, he should be the leader of the assassins. And the person that Mo Beichen feared the most was none other than him!

Mo Beichen guessed that he had already stepped into the War Soldier Stage, and was practically an invincible existence among the War Qi s.

Hearing that, Mo Beichen's expression became extremely serious, and he whispered: "Heh, an assassin? You guys really think highly of me. In order to deal with me, you actually sent nine experts of the twelfth stage of the War Qi. "

This was a shocking number.

Ordinary forces wouldn't be able to bring out so many experts. Just by Cold Martial Sect alone, if one did not count War Soldier Stage Warriors, it was likely that they would not be able to find so many experts at the twelfth stage of the War Qi.

If they wanted to make a move on a small force, they could easily make it disappear overnight.

The first move he made was absolute kill, he simply did not leave Mo Beichen with any chance of survival.

It was no wonder why they came out so confidently. They didn't have the slightest intention to hide their identity. With such a powerful lineup, there was no need for them to go through so much trouble and engage in assassinations.

Even if he attacked forcefully, he could easily complete the quest.

Mo Beichen's palms were drenched in sweat, his expression was tense as he stared at the few assassins.

With his current strength, if he used all his trump cards and fought to the death, he should be able to kill those eight assassins. On this point, he was somewhat confident.

However, after that, there was still one more powerful opponent waiting for him, the leader of the assassins.

Even when he was at his peak, it would be difficult for Mo Beichen to defeat him, let alone after the battle.

Furthermore, with his obstruction, it was unknown whether Mo Beichen could successfully kill the rest of the people.

"I really don't know who has such a deep grudge against me. They actually wanted to kill me so much, and even invited so many assassins out. I presume the price for asking you to help is not small, right? He didn't know, but that person … Is it Elder Chen? "

Other than him, there was no one else who had such a deep grudge with him. They had to invite so many powerful assassins to kill him.

Moreover, to invite so many experts in one go, one could imagine that the price had to be extremely high. It was definitely not something an ordinary person could afford.

"Hmph, with Blood-faced Skeleton making a move, the price will naturally not be cheap. No matter how strong they were, the Blood-faced Skeleton would always send out at least ten times the target's strength, in order to be absolutely safe. You don't need to waste your breath here. Once you are on the Road to River Styx, you will naturally understand who is trying to deal with you. "

Seeing that his target was nowhere to run, and with a plan in his mind, he did not rush to attack, but to answer Mo Beichen's question at a leisurely pace.

He wanted to play tricks on his opponent like a cat hunting a mouse. He wanted to see the fear and helplessness on his opponent's face when he was on the verge of death.

He liked the feeling of being in control of someone else's life and death, which fascinated him.

Mo Beichen's heart trembled, Blood-faced Skeleton was not some nameless newbie, but the famous assassin's guild, a terrifying existence that would cause people's expressions to change, even people who heard of it!

It was said that as long as he accepted a mission, he would never fail. He was a very famous existence in the world of assassins. Only, he did not expect that he himself had become the Blood-faced Skeleton's target.

He didn't know if he should call him lucky or unfortunate.

When he thought about how Elder Chen had invited such a ruthless killer to deal with him, Mo Beichen felt extremely regretful.

If only he had known earlier, he would have promised Yan Linshan that he wouldn't hesitate to kill him right away.

But who would have thought that Elder Chen's movements would be so quick, he was targeted the moment he left the Yan Family.

Mo Beichen's killing intent surfaced in his heart, and he said coldly: "Looks like all of you are determined to win. But, if you want to kill me, are you guys prepared to die? "

Feeling the slight chill in the air, the assassin leader was slightly uneasy. This made him very surprised.

The assassins looked at each other and laughed, "Brat, are you scared? "He's just a kid who hasn't grown any hair yet, how dare he spout such arrogant words?"

Suddenly, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop by a lot. Everyone suddenly felt a chill in their hearts, and even the air they breathed in seemed somewhat cold.

Mo Beichen slowly raised his head, his jet-black long hair suddenly fluttering in the wind. His originally black and white pupils had suddenly turned into a deep blood-red without anyone noticing.

The leader swore that he had never seen such strange eyes before.

The pair of eyes that were emitting a strange red light didn't seem human at all. If he had to describe it, it would be more like a snake, or perhaps a giant python!

He was clearly a living person, yet he had a pair of snake-like eyes. This abnormal situation caused the desert leader to be at a loss on what to do.

Being looked at by Mo Beichen, everyone felt as if they had suddenly been placed in a frozen field, and couldn't help but shiver.

A gust of cold wind blew past, piercing the depths of his heart. The assassins felt like they were stripped naked and thrown into a world of ice and snow. The next second, they would turn into an ice sculpture.

Mo Beichen's cold eyes, made people feel that the one standing in front of him was not a human, but a terrifying beast that was about to violently wound him!