C14

"I also didn't expect that Clear Moon Restaurant would accept the orders from so many people." The aura around Na Lan Rong Xuan's body suddenly changed, the aura that was as warm as jade disappeared, and was replaced with a sharp and cold aura.

Bright Moon Tower?

Yue Luo Xue was no longer a newbie seven years ago, Brightmoon Restaurant was the number one assassin's guild on the continent. Such a poetic name was created by the founder to commemorate her most beloved woman, Brightmoon.

Currently, the branch of Bright Moon Tower was already spread throughout the countries. If they wanted to hire assassins from Bright Moon Tower, not only they needed money, but also their status and identity.

Those who wanted to buy Na Lan Rong Xuan's life, were already very clear, that Yue Luo Xue had hidden her body well, at such a crucial moment like this, she had no interest in going out and throwing his life away.

In front of Na Lan Rong Xuan, a black figure slowly appeared.

"Heh …" Na Lan Rong Xuan laughed, "Originally, I thought that no one would care about my illness, but I never expected that the Death God from Bright Moon Tower would actually come. He really values my life!"

Yue Luo Xue could not help but look at the man, his entire body was wrapped in a black tight suit, his face was pale white, like a ghost who ran out from hell, and on his back, there was a strange looking big blade.

The long handle was similar to that of a spear. At the top, there was a completely sickle-like body. The blade's tail protruded and it was as sharp as a dagger.

Bright Moon Tower's death god killer's weapon was known as Death God's Sickle.

The Death God was one of the main killers from the Bright Moon Restaurant in Sunscorch Kingdom. It was said that none of the requests he made fell through, and all of them, without exception, became the spirit of the scythe.

It was because of this that he had gained the title of Death God, which was why that strange blade that drank blood was called the Sickle of the God of Death.

To think that someone would invite the Death God to kill Na Lan Rong Xuan, the sickly and weak Prince. This was not because they were afraid that he would be overused, but it was enough to see how much that person wanted Na Lan Rong Xuan to die.

Of course, this also meant that the person who paid had doubts about Na Lan Rong Xuan's identity, or perhaps, doubts that Na Lan Rong Xuan had an expert by his side!

"Prince Xuan, if you are unwilling, go speak with Hades!" The God of Death's groan sounded slightly hoarse. Combined with his strange appearance, it gave off a rather sinister aura.

"Swish!" Wei Ling took out his long blade and blocked in front of Na Lan Rong Xuan. At the same time, he let out a short signal, and a few shadows suddenly shot out from the darkness, forming a guard position that protected Na Lan Rong Xuan in the center.

The God of Death cackled and said, "Prince Xuan, these guards are not my match!"

Before he finished speaking, Wei Ling had already made his move, at the same time he gave a signal to the others, leaving three people to guard Na Lan Rong Xuan, and the rest rushed forward.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" In just a single exchange, one of the guards was sent flying. Scarlet blood splattered on the burning lanterns, making it seem somewhat strange.

Yue Luo Xue's eyes could not help but widen. The name of the Death God was indeed well-deserved, Na Lan Rong Xuan's guards were all experts, and the Death God was actually able to take on four people without being worried. Even Wei Ling was forced to the point of not being able to use her fists.

He couldn't help but glance at Na Lan Rong Xuan. There wasn't any change in his expression or his expression. If his guess was right, then Na Lan Rong Xuan would be dead for sure tonight.

"Bam!"

When Yue Luo Xue turned her head again, she actually saw Wei Ling flying out, and heavily struck a pillar to the side. Her face was flushed red, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

"Prince!" Not long after, another figure wearing the same clothes as Wei Ling rushed over. The figure was a bit younger, about seventeen or eighteen years old. The expression on the figure's face was also very vivid, carrying the unique vigor of a young person.

"Where did this damned thing come from, daring to assassinate Prince!" The man roared, turned around, and attacked Death.

Yue Luo Xue blinked her eyes. Why does this energetic guard look a little … Two?

The scythe of the god of death danced, forcing back the guard who had just arrived. The guard turned around and actually entangled himself once again. From the looks of it, his strength was quite good.

However, the addition of that person did not turn the tide of the battle. Seeing the reaper's sickle streak past one of the guards, causing blood to spurt out, the guard unwillingly cried out in pain and fell to the ground.

"Surround the courtyard and don't let a single person in." Na Lan Rong Xuan suddenly said, and then slowly walked forward.

"Hehe, Prince Xuan, you are planning to do it yourself? The rumors say that the Prince Xuan is weak. I would really like to see how secretive the Prince Xuan is! " The grim reaper turned the weapon in his hand, separating the guards. His pale white face had a terrifying devil-like smile.

Even Yue Luo Xue had opened her eyes wide. After not seeing Na Lan Rong Xuan for seven years, she also wanted to know just how strong he was.

The corner of Na Lan Rong Xuan's mouth curled up slightly as he secretly channeled his spirit energy. He laughed coldly: "What a pity, everyone who knew of my strength is dead!"

As he spoke, he suddenly stepped on the ground and his figure disappeared in the next moment. His speed was so fast that Yue Luo Xue was basically unable to see how he moved or even his figure.

It seemed that in just a blink of an eye, Na Lan Rong Xuan stood in his original position. If not for the weapon in his hand called the Sickle of the God of Death, she would have thought that Na Lan Rong Xuan had not moved at all.

Looking at the Death God who was still standing in his original position, and at the same time, Yue Luo Xue was confused by her actions, wasn't this Death God's reaction a bit too slow? They didn't even notice that their weapons had been stolen.

"You … "Rong …"

The Grim Reaper finally reacted. Its eyes were wide open, filled with shock and disbelief, as a streak of blood appeared in the middle of its forehead. Then, it moved along its forehead, nose, and mouth before spreading downwards …

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Such a good body had been cut in half from the middle, and it was even his own weapon!

Yue Luo Xue felt a chill from the bottom of her heart. She knew that Na Lan Rong Xuan was very strong, but she didn't know that he was strong to this extent!

The few guards, including Wei Ling who were defeated by the Assassin's Death God just now, were actually killed by him in a single move! And it was such a clean method!

Compared to the dead man, he was the real god of death!

"Your Highness, your subordinate is useless!" Wei Ling and the other guards knelt on one knee in front of Na Lan Rong Xuan with faces full of self-blame and shame. As guards, they actually needed Master's protection.

Na Lan Rong Xuan's face was slightly pale, but his voice was still calm, "Tell Mo Yao that by tomorrow, I want the branch division of Bright Moon Tower in Yan Yang City to completely disappear. As for the branch division leader's head, I want to give it to the head of Bright Moon Tower!"

"Yes sir!" Wei Ling hurriedly replied. It seemed that Prince was truly angry, and it was also true that Bright Moon Restaurant actually dared to bully Prince. Did they really think that Prince was powerless like the rumors outside?

Now that they had assassinated the Prince, if they were not taught a lesson, they would think that the King Xuan Palace was easy to bully!

"You've seen enough, still haven't come out?" Na Lan Rong Xuan looked towards where Yue Luo Xue was standing, her handsome face extremely pale. She reached out and threw the Death God's Scythe in his hands to the side, but Yue Luo Xue discovered that his hands seemed to be trembling slightly.

Yue Luo Xue couldn't help but be moved. Could it be that her previous worries were true?