A Professional Assassin

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was shocked.

Xiao Li was also stunned when he heard the words, his expression seemed to be about to laugh, but in the end it turned into some kind of regretful expression. He seemed to sincerely regret and said: "In the past, the seat of Japan approached you, although it was for the great cause, but people are not plants and trees, and no one can be ruthless. Yuetian, this seat is not ruthless to you, otherwise, it would not have cut grass and roots that day, but let it go. You have lost your life. Yuetian, you are willing to let go of your hatred and submit to my holy religion, it is always good. Is it just a big wedding..."

He dragged the end, and then said slowly: "Firstly, today is the big day of my Holy Religion, there is absolutely no possibility for me to marry you today; secondly, Mr. Lin, whether it is in terms of martial arts, net worth... Or mind, you are not worthy of any big marriage with this seat."

Xiao Li's words were extremely ruthless, without showing any emotion, as if he was slapping someone in the face, clearly mocking Lin Yuetian for believing in himself and causing the whole family to suffer. The system gasped in Lin Yuetian's mind, and Ning Songluo laughed loudly. This laughter was like turning on a switch. There seemed to be a whispering hurricane in the crowd, the low-pitched laughter of the demons, and the noisy discussions of the martial arts people... They looked at Lin Yuetian as if they were looking at a Shameless, self-defeating lunatic.

These glances and whispers were enough to make the original body humiliate and commit suicide again, but Lin Yuetian seemed to be unaware and did not respond. The open-sleeves of his blood-red wedding dress rattled in the wind from the hall, his back was straight, and the pair of swords around his waist hung motionless there.

Lin Yuetian just nodded and said, "That's it."

System alert: "What are you going to do—"

Like a thunderclap on the ground, Lin Yuetian's next move was something everyone present...even the system in his brain had never guessed.

Lin Yuetian suddenly burst into flames, he used all his inner strength, and suddenly hit a palm—the target was not Xiao Li, who was arrogant and independent, not Ning Songluo, who was nervous, or even any demon cultist present.

He slammed the coffin of the left protector Ning Songhua with a palm!

The original body is a first-class master, from a famous family, even if other things are not mentioned, his internal strength is as it should be extremely deep. At this time, no one in the audience expected that Lin Yuetian would act like this, and they never stopped. They stared blankly at Lin Yuetian's palm, and watched him strike with all his strength, not only that the good coffin was torn apart. , and even the body of the left guardian, Ning Songhua, was blown open!

"Fuck!! Are you crazy? Are you crazy?! You are crazy!" The system was about to be shaken crazy, and subconsciously shouted.

For a while, sawdust flying all over the hall, and the white flags that were adorned with mourning and mourning instantly splashed a lot of red and a little unknown debris. The mourning hall, which represents solemnity, sorrow and tranquility, was immediately dyed bright red with blood, as red as a wedding banquet. Lin Yuetian smiled and nodded. He seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a lot more festive, but the system only thought that he was a complete lunatic pervert.

No one reacted immediately. Everything in front of me was too surreal, until the wind gently moved the white flags, blowing a strong smell of blood; until there was a click, half of the coffin finally collapsed completely, and basically only Ning Songhua, who was still intact above the waist, slipped out, and he walked out. On the floor - headless corpse. Until this time, everyone reacted as if they had just woken up from a dream, and their faces changed drastically, especially Xiao Li and Ning Songluo, whose expressions were even more distorted. Ning Songluo even let out a roar that was about to kill someone and drink blood: "Lin! Moon! Heaven!"

But soon, their expressions changed.

Because there is a fragrance in the air.

A fragrance that is all too familiar to people in the magic sect.

"...The incense of drunken bones, the divine medicine of the Western Regions, is a priceless treasure. It is usually sealed in wax pills. When you use it, you can crush the wax pills, which will emit a poisonous fragrance. Once the traditional Chinese medicine cannot be solved, the antidote or the When the effect of the medicine wears off, the whole body will not be able to move when the Chinese medicine is used, and he will not be able to even take his own antidote." Lin Yuetian read, he took the antidote he found from Ning Songhua in advance, and at this time he felt leisurely, " Really bull."

"You..." This series of great changes stimulated the system to the point where everyone was stupid.

"I didn't say I took the wax pill with me." Lin Yuetian explained to the system in his heart, "In the house that night, I poked a hole in the sole of the body of Ning Songhua, the left guardian, and hid the wax pill inside. ."

He knew that the ancients...especially the martial arts world, didn't pay much attention to autopsy, so he thought of hiding wax **** in the body. The sole of the foot is also chosen so that the wound is not too conspicuous and will not be discovered. Fang Gang's palm that smashed the coffin was actually the drunkard's intention, not the alcohol, its real purpose was to smash the drunken bone incense hidden in the corpse.

Things were going more smoothly than he thought, and his backup plan was not working.

Now, among all the people present, only Lin Yuetian has no Chinese medicine.

"This is the surprise and excitement I want to give you," Lin Yuetian said to the system, "isn't it surprising?"

System: "Then I thank you, big brother."

Lin Yuetian said modestly, "No thanks, no thanks, it's what I should do to live in harmony with my colleagues."

My brain deserves my financial freedom. Lin Yuetian glanced at the wooden people in the room of traditional Chinese medicine, and couldn't help but brag about himself. The system turned a deaf ear to his narcissistic choice, turned a blind eye, and triumphed spiritually. The rhythmic Buddhist scriptures echoed in his mind again. The system read it as if weeping blood, and the speed was so fast that it sounded like an emo rap.

Before Lin Yuetian walked to the hall, he casually found the antidote for Drunken Bone Fragrant from Xiao Li and Ning Songhua and confiscated them. After resolving these worries, he looked up at the tablets of the twelve former sect masters, looked back at the disciples who were glaring at him, and the martial arts practitioners who were full of panic.

He nodded with satisfaction: "That's right. With a high hall on top and guests at the side, even the venue is so red and festive. It's a once-in-a-lifetime auspicious day and a good place to worship."

Lin Yuetian took out a pair of dragon and phoenix red candles from his sleeves and placed them on the table to light them. The red candle flickered, and he felt that it made the venue more wedding atmosphere. While he was admiring his masterpiece, Lin Yuetian suddenly heard a slight movement behind him. He looked back alertly, and it turned out that Xiao Li was barely raising his arm, as if he was about to draw a sword. Looking at him, his expression was distorted, and he seemed to be scolding, but he only cared about his image and did not say it.

Ning Songluo couldn't bear it anymore, she froze in place and scolded: "Lin Yuetian! You are so rude! You stole the holy medicine I taught, and yet... so humiliated my brother's body, you—"

She stopped suddenly.

Because she found something terrible.

Drunken bone incense is a precious treasure of the holy religion. If there is no major event, it should not be brought out without authorization, let alone lost. The only thing that has been lost recently is the one that was lost on the body of the dead Ning Songhua.

"It's you..." Ning Songluo murmured, "You hired Yi Chi Hong to assassinate my brother..."

Lin Yuetian shook his head gently and answered, "No, but it's very close. I won't give you the answer first, and I don't know if there is an underworld in your world. You can think more about this question when you go underground and talk about it. relieve boredom."

He felt that his answer was sufficiently compassionate and considerate, so he stopped focusing on Ning Songluo and turned to Xiao Li who was still trying to draw his sword. After watching for a while, he stretched out his hand and grabbed his sword. A toss.

Can be considered to stop.

"It is worthy of being the number one in the martial arts. You can still move under the power of drunken bone fragrance and medicine." Lin Yuetian has always respected capable people, and sincerely praised Xiao Li, "This is convenient, and I will save it."

He took out another set of wedding clothes from the package and threw it on the leader of Xiao Li.

Lin Yuetian nodded politely and smiled slightly, revealing the original cute tiger tooth: "Master Xiao Li, can you change it yourself?"