Chapter 697

Within Yanzhou.

An imperceptible undercurrent was surging.

Because of the sudden heavy rain, all the long streets have been empty, and the square city has been closed ahead of time, as if in a dead silence.

However, in the depth of the heavy rain, there is a black, extremely strange bird cut through the rain curtain, flying over the East Street in a very incredible way, to a big house outside.

This place is called Yuncheng, which is an extremely important city in Yanzhou. Because it occupies the broadest commercial road in Yanzhou, extending in all directions, it has become a transit place for business in Yanzhou. The prosperity here is almost close to that of the main city, and even stronger than the main city in some aspects.

On the other hand, there are many forces of Yanzhou family in this city.

For example, the Hou family, such a huge thing, is here to do a lot of work and take root.

Not only that, but also some aristocratic families who were born and raised in Yuncheng occupy most of the resources of Yuncheng, making the city a seemingly delicious and tempting "fat meat" with a deadly danger.

Even the Hou family did not dare to expand their influence in Yuncheng easily. In the past, in order to sell the Marquis a face, those Yuncheng families would let the Hou family drink a sip of soup, which means "protection fee". But now the Hou family has lost the marquis. Although it is still the strongest family in Yanzhou on the whole, in Yuncheng, where every inch of land must be contested, the Hou's face has already been improved It's not worth it.

In other words, the Hou family in Yuncheng have been living a miserable life.

If it wasn't for those aristocratic families who still have some mousetrap, now they are just afraid to kick the Hou family out of this plate, and they won't even give them any meat scraps.

Oh!

When the whole Yuncheng city fell into a strange silence, the dark bird that fell in front of a big house on the east street suddenly gave out a scream.

The sound pierced the rain and made people shiver.

"Where is that strange bird?"

The guard in the mansion seemed to notice something and felt strange. He was looking at the dark bird and frowning at the correspondence jade slips on his waist. Whenever there was anything wrong, he would directly send a message to his colleagues.

At this time, the dark bird in the rain opened its wings, shook off countless water spray, and turned its head, crooked its head, and connected the sight of the guard.

"No..."

This guard is also a warrior at the peak of tongxuan. In the moment of looking at the strange bird, he immediately realized that it was not good.

But his eyes soon blurred.

It seems that there is a red light in bloom.

Wait, red light?

The guard reached out and touched his eyes. What he started was a piece of blood red, which was washed away by the rain.

He was slightly stunned, and then he felt that his consciousness was a little vague.

"What's wrong with me?"

He tried to open his mouth and shout, but there was no sound at all.

Then, there was a crack in the center of his eyebrow, as if someone had drawn a red line with a brush.

Bang!

A corpse fell to the ground, splashing a large amount of water, but was covered by the sound of rain, did not disturb anyone.

Even Even another guard guard, who was more than a dozen steps away, did not notice anything wrong.

Oh!

The dark bird spread its wings and called again.

Only this time, it flew up, over the high wall of the mansion, from the gap created by the fall of the guard into it.

Then the strange bird began to swell, like a mass of ink, quickly turned into a figure.

His face was covered with a cold armor.

Diyuan mask!

"Blackbird, you are slow. Are you old?"

As he walked under the eaves of the rain, a hoarse voice sounded.

From the opposite came a man who was also wearing Diyuan mask, and in his hand, he also carried a short sword stained with blood.

Even the heavy rain couldn't cover his bloody smell.

Diyuan killer, known as blackbird, looked at him, was silent for a moment, and then said, "this is my mission."

"You've crossed the line, murderer."

"Murderer" laughs. "The leader attaches great importance to Yuncheng, and has sent enough ten Diyuan killers to help assassinate the important personnel of each family. It is not only me who has crossed the border, but the monsters who have been suppressed for a long time are crossing the border."

After throwing away the blood on the dagger, the "murderer" looked hoarse as if he were a real evil ghost. "Unfortunately, there is no strong opponent in this family. After all Not everyone is lucky enough to be able to assassinate the master. "

"Master of Yuncheng, someone will solve it."

The blackbird closed his eyes and felt his goal. He found that the other side was dead. Then he said, "this is a real big action and one of the few collective tasks in the history of the earth. Master level target, that is the task of skycrystal killer. I don't mind if you want to die. ""Oh, you're really unkind."

"It's the same as it was then."

The murderer didn't care about blackbird's indifference, and said frivolous words in a hoarse voice, which was very strange.

The blackbird took a deep look at him and turned to go.

The murderer said: "it's rare to see an old friend. Don't you want to talk about the past?"

As he spoke, his step moved, and the dagger had stabbed at the back of the blackbird!

PATA!

The figure of the blackbird suddenly turned into a pool of ink, and then gathered again into a human form a dozen steps away.

He stood in the rain in silence and said, "this action is to let tuntian Shengguo recall what the word Dibu represents. It's very important. I don't want to make fun of you."

"How can this be called mischief?"

The murderer's sword pierced through the air, and his inexpressible loss and regret licked his lips and said, "the winner gets everything, and the loser's bones are gone. This is the local experience you taught me."

"Are you really old?"

"Master?"

The murderer called out the long lost name.

The blackbird was silent.

Then he said, "go, murderer, and engrave the name of the Ministry of earth on the blood bones of those people, so that they can remember - and never forget the horror of the earth."

"Go, my best disciple."

With this sentence, the blackbird once again incarnated as a group of ink, turned into a black bird, broke through the heavy rain curtain, and went to the next target location.

The murderer gazed at the black bird and turned into a tiny black spot. His eyes relaxed under his half face armor and sneered, "the old guy is the old guy. The ground is glorious or something. What a boring old trick."

"Who are you?"

After the blackbird left, the strange atmosphere that enveloped the whole house suddenly dissipated, and finally someone found the trace of the murderer.

The guard of the sentry roared and was about to crush the jade slips of communication. However, the murderer glided. Suddenly, there was a thunder like explosion in the rain curtain. A large area of rain water was forced to turn around, forming an arc-shaped impact. Every drop of rain water accelerated and turned into a lethal weapon capable of killing people. The guard's body suddenly burst out with fine blood.

At the next moment, the figure of the murderer appeared behind him like a ghost. With a sword, he cut open his throat and stifled the scream that was brewing on the way back.

After a blow, the murderer cut off his heart with mercy and didn't let him go on suffering.

"Well, it seems that my skill is not as good as you, master."

It seems that the murderer was annoyed by the exposure of his whereabouts. After sighing in an unknown sense, he jumped off the guard post, received the dagger into the sheath behind him, and hummed: "if you want the world to remember the terror of the earth, you should first throw yourself into the arms of terror."

"After tonight, the name of terrors of the earth will ring through the holy land of swallowing heaven."

"And I will be one of the most outstanding emissaries of death."

after saying this, the murderer's body gradually faded until it was integrated with the rain curtain. After that, there were only a few unknown songs left under the heavy rain, which represented that he was in a good mood.

……

At the same time, not only Yuncheng, but also several big cities in Yanzhou started the assassination under rainy night at the same time.

The first people who died were the heads of some small and medium-sized families, all of whom had participated in the "big event" of assassinating King Yan.

When someone noticed this, the first dish was served and the real banquet was just beginning.

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