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"If you want to kill or cut me, then do as you please!"

Looking at the thin sword on his neck, the killer Feng Xin did not have the slightest expression on his face. His cold words came out of his mouth.

He didn't even know when Ye Xuan snatched the thin sword from his hands.

"Although I'm afraid of death, I'm more afraid of losing!"

"I want to kill you first, you want to kill me! A loss is a loss! "

Assassin Feng didn't even raise his head as he lightly replied.

Ye Xuan couldn't help but smile when he heard the killer's reply. Not only was this fellow interesting, he also had backbone.

"This time, I will not kill you!"

Ye Xuan withdrew his sword and turned around to leave.

"Why don't you ask who sent me to kill you?"

Assassin Feng Xin said as he watched Ye Xuan's leaving figure.

"With a character like yours, even if I were to use my blade to force you, you still wouldn't say it! It would be useless to ask. "

Ye Xuan took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up, and took a long drag.

Assassin Feng Xin was slightly stunned. Looking at Ye Xuan, who was walking further and further away, he gritted his teeth and said, "If you didn't track me, then why did you come here alone?"

"My knife is broken. I heard that the successor of the weapons master, Morin, was hiding in the mountains and wanted to ask him to forge a good weapon for me. "

Ye Xuan slowly exhaled the thick smoke from his mouth as he replied with a smile.

The assassin Feng Xin was surprised. He fell into a long silence.

After a moment, he raised his head to look at Ye Xuan's disappearing figure. He seemed to have made a decision. He clenched his teeth and said, "I know where she is. I can bring you to find her!"

"You know him?"

Ye Xuan stopped walking and turned around.

"En!"

Assassin Feng Xin lightly nodded his head and didn't explain anything.

"Then take me to her!"

Ye Xuan walked over and said in a low voice.

"It's getting late, I'm too injured to leave. If you want to find her, wait for me to suppress the injury …"

After he finished speaking, the assassin Feng Xin didn't pay any attention to Ye Xuan. Instead, he sat inside the frozen spring and began to heal his injuries.

"There's no need to go through so much trouble to treat your injuries. Let me help you …"

Seeing this, Ye Xuan teased.

Before Assassin Feng Xin could respond, he quickly took out a silver needle from his watch belt and inserted it into his body. Then, he fiercely activated the thirteen heaven defying needles.

"Shua!"

"Don't move. Carefully feel the Qi that is guiding me to your wound …"

Just as the assassin Feng Xin was about to speak, Ye Xuan's unquestionable voice sounded.

Immediately, the assassin Feng Xin felt a warm air flowing into his body, causing the pain caused by the injuries on his body to be alleviated. It could be said that it was extremely comfortable …

"Alright!"

When Ye Xuan withdrew the silver needle, the assassin Feng Xin only felt that the injuries in his body were almost completely healed. Even the saber energy that had entered his body was completely gone. Only the superficial wounds on his body remained …

"This fellow..."

The assassin's heart was filled with amazement and shock as he looked at Ye Xuan withdraw the silver needle. He never imagined that Ye Xuan would have such a miraculous method.

"Let's go!"

The assassin Feng Xin quickly calmed his mind. He tidied up his clothes, walked out of the cold spring and spoke indifferently.

As soon as he finished speaking, he carried his sniper rifle and walked off into the distance, with Ye Xuan following closely behind.

The two of them ran at top speed all the way to the top of the mountain. After travelling for a few kilometers, they finally stopped at a waterfall that was flowing down at a very fast speed.

Not too far away from the waterfall, there was a flowing river. Next to the river, there was a wooden house.

A woman with long hair and wearing a white classical long robe was sitting in front of the wooden house, leisurely playing a zither.

The lady was extremely beautiful, as if a fairy from the heavens had descended to the mortal world. The melodious sound of the zither rang out from the ripples of her slender white hands, causing one to feel relaxed and happy, as if they had ascended to the immortal world.

Looking at the woman playing the guqin and hearing the melodious sound of the guqin, Ye Xuan felt as if his entire body had been emptied of all distracting thoughts. He felt like a dandelion drifting with the wind …

This woman's zither arts had already reached a superb level, making those who heard it feel as if they had ascended to the immortal realms.

"She is …"

Only after finishing the song did Ye Xuan turn around and gaze at the killer Feng Xin, who was beside him, and speak in a low voice.

"Disciple pays his respects to Mistress!"

However, Assassin Feng Xin didn't pay attention to Ye Xuan at all. Instead, he walked over to the woman and greeted her with an ancient bow. He knelt on one knee, clasped his hands, and respectfully said those words.

"Mistress?"

Ye Xuan was stunned upon hearing the killer's words.

The girl looked to be about twenty years old. She was actually the mistress of the killer's heart?

Isn't this a bit too …

Isn't this way too exaggerated?

However, it didn't take long for Ye Xuan to feel relieved.

In this world, there would eventually be a way to ensure that a woman's looks did not decline, so it was no surprise!

However, this woman was the mistress of the killer's heart, so who was his master?

Ye Xuan's heart was filled with doubt.

While Ye Xuan was still puzzled, the assassin Feng Xin introduced Ye Xuan to him, "This is my master's wife, and she's the weapon master you're looking for, Yun Lan."

"You've been out for a few months, and you're still injured after coming back. What happened?"

Yun Lan's gaze swept coldly over Assassin Feng Xin. When she saw the injuries on his body, her gaze abruptly went cold. She turned her head around and her gaze fell onto Ye Xuan as she icily spoke.

"Could it be that the brat injured you?"

Before Feng Xin could respond, the girl suddenly flung her robe.

"Swish …"

Without any warning, a white satin cloth rushed out from her sleeve, like a white snake tearing towards Ye Xuan. Its speed was swift to the extreme, causing an extremely dangerous situation for Ye Xuan.

"Shua!"

Ye Xuan's expression turned cold. Without thinking, he moved to the side and five silver needles simultaneously flew out of his hand.

However, Yun Lan didn't move at all. In the instant the silver needles shot over, she only waved her sleeve, causing the white silk to block the silver needles that were shooting towards her and deflect them, causing the needles to explosively shoot towards Ye Xuan.

This scene caused Ye Xuan's pupils to constrict. He never imagined that even his silver needles weren't able to pierce through the white silk.

"Ding ding ding …"

Ye Xuan moved to the side, causing the silver needles to pass by him and clear the tree trunk.

"Mistress!" "He's just here to ask for your help in forging a weapon..."

Seeing that Yun Lan was about to attack again, that killer Feng Xin hurriedly stood in front of her to stop her.

"Not interested..."

The woman stopped her actions and coldly swept a glance at Ye Xuan. She turned around and walked towards the wooden house with large strides. Her cold words came out of her mouth.

No matter how the assassin shouted, it was useless...

"You are the descendant of weapon master Mo Lin, Yun Lan?"

Ye Xuan said in a low voice as he watched the woman leave.

But the woman paid no attention, not even looking back.

"Hmph …" Legend has it that weapon master Morin once forged a dragon spike that can stir up thousands of winds and clouds, completely dissolving the dragon spike. He is a weapon master worthy of his title and has been admiring this master for a long time.

"If you are his successor, then it is truly disappointing. In my opinion, you are simply unworthy of being his successor. This trip will be a waste of my time! "

With that, Ye Xuan turned around and left without the slightest hesitation.

"What did you say?"

Yun Lan stopped in her tracks as her eyes flashed.

"I say that you are not worthy to be the successor of the weapons master!"

"If you are truly the descendant of the weapons master Morin, why did you turn around and leave after hearing that I was here to forge a Divine Weapon? "I think you don't even know weapon master Morin's forging techniques!"

Ye Xuan spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant manner as he looked at Yun Lan.

"Because you don't have the qualifications to have me forge a weapon for you!"

Yun Lan replied faintly.

"Whether I'm qualified or not will have to wait until you see my design."

A cold smile appeared on Ye Xuan's face. He took out a blueprint that he had prepared earlier and tossed it towards Yun Lan.

"Swish …"

However, Yun Lan didn't even look at the blueprint in her hand. Instead, she tore it into pieces, turned around, and walked into the wooden house.

Looking at the floating fragments of the blueprint, a bitter smile appeared on the assassin's face.

He was well aware of Yun Lan and Ye Xuan's personalities …

The two of them were absolutely incompatible through fire and water!

Seeing Yun Lan tear apart his design without even glancing at it, Ye Xuan's expression became unsightly. He didn't even look back as he turned around and left.

He was blind and had found the wrong person!

Ye Xuan disappeared from their line of sight with a few flashes.

whoosh whoosh whoosh … *

A bitter smile appeared on the assassin's face as he watched Ye Xuan leave.

After thinking for a while, the assassin started to pick up the pieces of the blueprint and put them together.

Since Yun Lan wasn't willing to make a move, he could only forge it for Ye Xuan himself. After all, that fellow didn't take advantage of Ye Xuan's situation to make things difficult for him. Not only did he not say anything, he even healed the injuries on his body …

To forge a weapon for it would be to repay this favor!

The account between them would be settled later!

"This... How is that possible? "

However, when the killer's heart was piecing together Ye Xuan's blueprint, the scene that appeared in his line of sight caused him to go completely dumbstruck …

What kind of knife did that guy want to forge?

He had never seen or heard of such a thing...

Even if he could not understand some of the things and designs, he could imagine how extraordinary and awesome they were …

"Mistress!"

The next moment, Assassin Feng thought to himself and rushed towards the wooden house with his blueprint.

"What are you doing here without my permission?"

Inside the wooden house, there were books and design drawings everywhere. Yun Lan was holding onto a book as she looked at the killer who had charged in. She then spoke coldly …

"Mistress, look at this..."

The killer Feng Xin didn't explain. Instead, he placed the assembled blueprint of the weapon in front of Yun Lan.

"How is this possible?"

"This is impossible. How can this place be designed like this?"

"Why is the knife designed like this?"

"This is a knife?" "But, it's not completely different from a blade …"

"What exactly is this design? I... I don't understand? "

When Yun Lan looked at the blueprint, she suddenly froze. At times, she was overjoyed, but instead, she went mad with shock as words of astonishment came out of her mouth.

At this moment, it was as if Yun Lan had become a completely different person.

"No …" No, the design blueprints were not complete! Feng Xin, where did you find this design? This godly weapon definitely has the potential and hope to surpass the Dragon Thrust! "

Yun Lan grabbed the shoulder of the killer Feng Xin and asked impatiently.

"Yes …" "It's the design that Ye Xuan left behind just now. After you tore it apart, I assembled it together …"

The killer's reply caused Yun Lan to be stunned. She stood there dumbfounded, and her mind went blank.

"Damn, what am I doing …"

In the next moment, Yun Lan fiercely slapped her forehead and cursed. She quickly chased after Ye Xuan.

If her master, Master Maureen, knew that she had almost missed a chance to forge such a godly weapon, the coffin probably wouldn't have been able to hold on and would have jumped out of the ground …