Chapter 37

"Benefactor Fenghua, I know a little bit of medical skills. Can I help Miss Pianpian Pian?" On one side, Wu Fan said, "yes, yes, yes, Master Wu fan is a disciple of Wu Nian Chan yuan. Wu Nian Chan yuan's medical skills are unique all over the world. I believe that miss diepianpian can be cured." On one side, the king of Xiaolong said.

"That trouble master WuFan, Fenghua Dai Pianpian thanks master WuFan." Feng Fenghua said politely. Wu fan didn't say much. He went over and started his pulse directly. A moment later, Wu fan raised his head and said, "it's OK. Miss Pianpian was just frightened for a moment. Just take some tranquilizer." Feng Fenghua thanks Wu fan and goes to take care of diepianpian.

At this time, Xiaolong king saw Tianming standing beside him and woke up and said, "Tianming, thank you this time! If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago. I owe you a life. I will go to my place and tell you directly. As long as I can help you, I will do my best to help you. "

Tianming just smiles and doesn't care about the promise made by the king, who is one of the most powerful people. If ordinary people can get the promise, they will be overjoyed. But for the master who is already at the peak of all living beings, these rights and fame are not readily available, and they can't be achieved with his cultivation of "martial arts master.", Then he can't do it.

"Lian Ying, go and see the assassin. Who has the courage to assassinate the king?" Xiaolong King regained his former dignity and ordered, "yes." one of the four martial arts masters answered. He went to the dead assassin and checked to see if there was any trace.

"Lord, it's the" stab "trained by the" stab alliance. " Lian Ying, who was watching over there, was full of dignified voice. "What, the assassin of the" Assassin alliance "was actually trained by that group of madmen. That's no wonder." Hearing Lian Ying's reply, even Xi Qinghong was surprised.

"Thorn road alliance" Tianming asks suspiciously. Xi Qinghong gives Tianming a white look. He has a deep understanding of Tianming's ignorance. Even he dares not to know the two famous music and dance masters in front of him. He really doesn't know what Tianming dares not to know. Sometimes, Xi Qinghong even suspects that Tianming ran out of an isolated gully.

In fact, what Xi Qinghong thought was right. Tianming really came out of the isolated "suspended island". But if the suspended island is a gully, what is ZuLong City, the imperial city of the Xia long Empire? Is it a small earth city?

"Do you know about the thorn?" Xi Qinghong asked, then saw Tianming with a little confused eyes, Xi Qinghong sighed helplessly, this guy's insight and his cultivation are two extremes, one is extreme genius, the other is extreme idiot.

"The" Assassin ", who gives up heaven, earth, people and himself, is a real fighting machine. They integrate killing skills into their own bones. Maybe a small thing in our life can be used by them to build a fatal killing trap and win the title of" Assassin " The assassin can be called a cold-blooded tool that abandons feelings. " Wash Green Hong dignified say.

"The" assassins "can be said to be the most lawless group in the world. In their eyes, all the people in the world can not be killed. In order to hone their killing skills, they carry out cruel training, which is close to self abuse. They hone their whole body into a weapon, hair and nails, which are all their killing weapons. They can also be said to be a group of people who sublimate killing to art You're a bunch of crazy people. " Xi Qinghong's heart was also extremely heavy when he mentioned these "spikers".

"There's a famous saying about the assassins. As long as you can afford it, we can kill even the ninth five year supreme sitting on the Dragon chair. In the history of the assassins, they have assassinated the ninth five year supreme nine times, succeeded six times, and failed three times, but they still shocked the world and deterred all sides." The deep voice was like a huge stone in the hearts of all the people.

"The assassin itself is an immortal legend. Whether it's the assassin Jing thousands of years ago, who assassinated the tyrant Qin who unified the mainland of Zhongzhou, or the assassin who encircled and killed the wusheng in the last hundred years, after that war, only a few assassins were left, but they succeeded in the end. This shows the horror of the assassin." Xiao Long Wang, Xing Jun, said in a deep voice that as a person who understands the history of "assassins", he deeply knows the horror of these outlaws.

"I don't know how many years ago, three of the most legendary" assassins "issued orders and jointly formed the" Assassin alliance ", so as to facilitate the world's" assassins "to accept the task and expand the team of" assassins ". After thousands of years of development, the original" Assassin Alliance "with only a few people is now a huge thing hidden under the fog Deeply terrified by the world's major forces, for thousands of years, I don't know how many forces have united to destroy the "cidao League". Even the government has organized several large-scale encirclement and suppression campaigns, but in the end, they can't even find their nests. They can only kill two or three kittens, "Xi Qinghong says, and then looks at Xing Jun.As for the assassination, Xing Jun, the king of Xiaolong, who knew the identity of "Assassin", didn't feel the feeling of survival. On the contrary, he was very heavy. This assassination may be the first or the last time. It depends on whether the price offered by the employer is worth "assassinating daomeng" to continue with him. After all, these guys are famous for their money but not people.

"Tianming, the" assassins "of the" Taoist alliance "are a group of lawless desperators. You'd better not make trouble with them." One side of wash Green Hong worry said.

"Don't worry! As long as they don't provoke me, I will not take the initiative to provoke. If they take the initiative to come, then fight! Let them be the grindstones for me to enter the supreme martial arts Tianming's fighting spirit is burning in his heart, and his tone is full of the heroic spirit of fighting heaven and earth. The divine awn of his eyes is like the most eye-catching stars, which is breathtaking. The momentum of the sky is like a wild dragon, which goes up to the nine clouds and stirs up the nine sky clouds. Xi Qinghong looks at Tianming enviously. This is the edge of the peerless sword when it comes out of its sheath. It's so sharp that it seems to run through Through the sky.

"Well, it's amazing. I don't know which master came here." In a house in Yuanling City, an old man in plain clothes and white hair said to himself, feeling the momentum of stirring the storm.

"Exhort" a sound awakened the crowd in the field, "she is about to wake up, take her out first! Otherwise, let her see the dead "thorn" and she may faint again. " Tianming reminds people of humanity. They just wake up. They quickly clean up and go out with diepianpian. The thrilling assassination just now really stimulated the people in the field.

When all the people settled down, the spectators in the "flying snow building" were almost gone. The assassination just happened in the wing room didn't affect other people. After all, the assassination just happened in the wing room and didn't affect other places. Therefore, although there was a soul stirring battle in the wing room, the people outside were still there Each busy, just a wall, but completely two different worlds.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Feng, the three of us will leave first. We have to go to other places tomorrow. I hope you and Mr. Wang will forgive me." After discussing with Tianming, Xi Qinghong said goodbye to Xiaolong king and Feng Fenghua, "you're welcome, brother. Fenghua is really sorry for the delay. Please forgive me." Feng Fenghua responded, then turned to Tianming and said, "I hope you can go to see our new performance of" nine sky rainbow Dress Dance "in a month. I hope you can come and appreciate it in person." Feng Fenghua is really able to appreciate their re choreographed "nine Xiao nishang dance".

Tianming nodded and didn't speak. Then he said goodbye to fengfenghua and Xiaolong king. Just as they were ready to leave, Xiaolong king and Xing Jun came up behind, "Xi Qinghong, let's go together!" Xi Qinghong takes a look at Tianming. Seeing that Tianming doesn't object, he nods and agrees. Wu fan's opinion has been ignored automatically. Wu fan himself is helpless. He can't beat others, and he can't say others. Now he can only be pressed down by the mountain of Xi Qinghong. He has unspeakable grievances in his heart.

"Xiao Long Wang, it's not like you before! Are you afraid of being assassinated this time? " Xi Qinghong teases Xing Jun about his long-time friend. Xing Jun is quite clear about his personality. He does not know how many people have been harmed by that peerless poisonous mouth. "I'm afraid. Of course I'm afraid. What else can we do without fear of life and death? Of course, the perverts of" stabbing the Taoist alliance "are excluded." Xiao Long Wang, Xing Jun also said frankly.

"I'm afraid I'm going to be so sorry that I haven't won the beauty." Xiaolong King's expression at this time is full of seriousness. Tianming's view on him has changed a little. This kind of person is a real person, and is worth making friends with.

At this time, Tianming's face suddenly changed, his eyes were like the eyes of a beast, and he stood in a line. "Pu" six figures appeared like ghosts. The six streamers in his hands were like a curtain that cut through the night. With the smile of death, he attacked Xiaolong king, Xing Jun, a "road stabbing alliance" and a "stabbing person". He could react so quickly that he organized another assassination It's the most dangerous time, that is, the safest time, after the first assassination. It's really a brave man! It's so secretive that it's impossible to prevent.

Six streamers come from different places. Two of them come down from the air. Two of them come out of the deep land. The last two of them are the vital parts of the body. The six lights of death constitute a kind of power, a kind of killing power. (to be continued)