A Professional Assassin

There was only one thing that was beyond Lin Yuetian's expectations in the whole process: He didn't expect Lushui Xianjun to turn his head to look at him in an awkward and reluctant posture... and hold him in his hand 's murder weapon.

Ah this... Lin Yuetian was a little surprised, he deliberately chose an angle that was not easy to be seen... Of course, it was nothing to be seen, but the flexibility of these cultivators was so good?

Lin Yuetian thought of "Would you like to try the next waist?" in an instant, and was quickly extinguished by himself. It's too stupid to lower the waist, let's do a sitting forward bend and try it.

Just when Lin Yuetian's thoughts were still spinning around, Lushuixian Jun stared at the Wind Slashing Sword that pierced into his back waist with disbelief on his face, and could not help but blurt out: "Lin Yuetian, yes, it's you! You are not dead?!"

Lin Yuetian said without hesitation, "Lin Yuetian... Hehe, that idiot died long ago. Even if he didn't die, he wouldn't have the guts to kill you. I'm afraid he would run to find his relatives and junior brothers at the first moment..."

The tone of his speech was completely different, and it seemed to be full of malicious ridicule and innate cold-bloodedness, which made people even hear hairs behind their backs. Lu Shui was struggling with pain, but found the forbidden spell on the wedding dress, and her expression was extremely wonderful: "Are you the one who killed Shan An, took Lin Yuetian's body and Zhanfeng Sword...?"

"Let's guess." Lin Yuetian smiled, "There are not many people in this world who know the relationship between Lin Yuetian and Xianjun Shaofeng, right? Xianjun Lushui, I am a very reasonable person. Before you die, I can I'll give you this opportunity to guess: who is related to this sword, who is not afraid of your identity as the son of the elder of Qingfengmen... Who wants you to die so much?"

Lin Yuetian said, "Take a good guess, Lord Lushuixian."

Continued blood loss, Lushui's brain was in chaos, and the words of the killer behind him drilled into his mind, sorting out his chaotic thoughts: Who... Who is it? Who is it? !

In the blink of an eye, a thought flashed across his mind like lightning, illuminating the fog in front of him. Lushui's lips trembled, as if he couldn't even speak: "...Is it Shaofeng...? Is it Shaofeng...?"

Lin Yuetian: …

He swears that he really just planned to give a few words casually, and see whoever Lushui can think of will be the follow-up scapegoat. This is a very dedicated and healthy practice to protect customers. I just didn't expect that Lord Lushuixian looked at the affectionate person, and when he doubted it, he suspected his Taoist companion. If it doesn't make a sound, it's a blockbuster.

"That's right," Lin Yuetian said with a hoarse smile without showing any clues on his face, "This sword is exactly what Shaofeng Xianjun asked me to retrieve from Lin Yuetian's corpse. As for Shan An... that's also him. He asked for it on his own, if he knew each other, it would be fine, but he not only got entangled with me, but also recognized that he had seen me beside Xianjun Shaofeng. He deserves to end like this."

Lin Yuetian's writing became smoother and smoother, and he even told Lushui to help him lie again: "Since Lushui Xianjun is so smart, he might as well clear up his confusion: Shaofeng Xianjun should be sincere to you, why would he want to kill you? ?"

Lu Shui murmured, "Why...why...", and suddenly began to tremble, as if twitching on the tip of the sword, and even laughed like crazy, Lin Yuetian was afraid that he would slip off the sword with laughter, so he clenched it tightly. sword. Lu Shui laughed madly, only the wind-slashing sword was left in front of him: "Hahahahaha... Shaofeng, Senior Brother... I knew you liked him, yes, I framed him, but you killed him with your own hands. ...? Xianjun Shaofeng, you don't blame yourself, but come to hate me... Senior Brother, Senior Brother... You, you are so cruel..."

Lin Yuetian waited for him to almost finish laughing, this set of singing, reciting and playing was finally coming to an end, and suddenly an idea came to him: "Lord Shuixian, is also a pitiful infatuated person... Xianjun Shaofeng is indeed a bit cold-hearted, You and Lin Yuetian have a deep love for him, what about him? It seems that you don't treat anyone very well, it's really not kind, even I have a relationship..."

He paused for a while, deliberately made a hesitant tone, and asked wisely: "You are not dead, I can't explain to Shaofeng Xianjun... It's better than this, you are going to die here anyway, why don't you pay me to hire me? , I will send Xianjun Shaofeng to the ground as soon as possible, and be a pair of ghosts with you, how about it?"

Lin Yuetian felt that his brain was really good, and he deserved to be financially free!

Lu Shui's face was as white as paper, and he was restrained in place by the curse of the wedding dress, and the back waist continued to bleed along the blade of Zhanfeng Sword. It seemed that it was about to die, and his lips trembled: "You...? Just rely on You...? Shaofeng is the best in the world, the number one in the world, how do you kill him...?"

Lin Yuetian smiled, his hand was very steady: "Money can make a ghost run the mill. It's a big deal. I'll outsource twenty or so people to beat him. As long as you bid enough, the solution is always more difficult than the difficulty."

Heron Narcissus was silent. The blood loss had already begun to make him dizzy, the imprisoned mana made him as weak as a mortal, and the sudden love-hate grief towards his Taoist companion and fiancé greatly confused his judgment, of course, he was not originally a man. Very sane person. In short, under the influence of various elements, Lushui replied in a trembling voice: "Okay... The pearl on my waist is the token of Wanbao Pavilion, you take it to Wanbao Pavilion... I have all my life savings here... You must kill that heartless man, I, I have loved him for hundreds of years, haha...even if I die, I want to...I want him to be buried with me..."

"Okay, I see," Lin Yuetian's voice became very gentle, and he looked at his No. 2 customer with a look full of tenderness, "You can rest assured that I will do things."

Lu Shui only felt that his consciousness became more and more blurred, and his body became very cold. His forehead was on the cold water mirror, and he looked at himself in the mirror. The bright red wedding dress in this suit seemed to see him right. Brother Shaofeng has been pursuing for hundreds of years. Lushui found that his pained expression was familiar. He recalled hard, what appeared in his mind was Lin Yuetian, who was framed by him, when Xianjun Shaofeng's sword pierced into his lower abdomen, Lin Yuetian was in such pain. to the extreme look.

What did you think at the time? It seems... complacent, right?

Why did he become like this?

It seems that at the beginning... He just wanted to catch up with Senior Brother Shaofeng... He just wanted to stand beside Senior Brother Shaofeng and let Xianjun Shaofeng see him, so he wanted to become better, that's all. But since when did he start to feel that Lin Yuetian standing beside his senior brother was so annoying, and he could not tolerate Shaofeng's attention to Lin Yuetian...? Why did he become what he is now?

He had no strength at all, and could no longer turn his head to look at the killer behind him, his voice seemed to be disconnected at any time: "...you...can you...don't kill...me...?"

Lin Yuetian was very sorry, very sorry: "What a pity, dear customer - I am a trustworthy person."

Lin Yuetian slowly straightened up, stood up straight, and the wrist holding the sword also went up. After a few times, it stopped moving.

According to his deal with Chen Wenying, he took Lushui's head and put it in a mustard bag, and then cast a cleansing spell on the wedding dress, released the original restraint, put it on by himself, picked up another wedding dress, twisted his fingers Pinch, turned into the appearance of a living Lushuixian, and took back the wind-slashing sword.

The reason why Lin Yuetian did not choose to kill Lushui in the street was because he did not want Lushui's death to be discovered too soon, so that he could have a way to avoid the intractable Qingfengmen Mountain Gate formation and safely and covertly contact the world's scumbags. : Shaofeng Xianjun.

He still has to complete system tasks.

By the way, why didn't the system chat with him? Isn't it said that the system talks a lot?