Picked a Killer as My Wife

"Thank you, Master!" the two said, bowing their heads after getting the purple-brown box.

The weird low woman suddenly giggled.

"Ouyang Longyan, drunkard, you two will listen to me... If you fail again this time, your lives will disappear in this world forever."

The two peerless masters bowed their heads, at this moment like a dog, bent over there and nodded silently.

It is hard to imagine, why would a decision-making expert like them be afraid of such an ordinary and mediocre woman?

"Okay, I've said everything that should be said,"

"Ecstasy, take your people with you." Just listen to the low woman suddenly saying. After saying this, she didn't even look at Ouyang Longyan and the drunkard in front of her. Turning, he walked slowly toward the darkness, and soon the low and weird figure disappeared in the darkness.

After the weird woman in front of him retreated, Ouyang Longyan still had the drinker, and then slowly raised his head.

The indifferent Ouyang Longyan had a sense of resentment and resentment on his face, and the veins in his hands soared, but he still surrendered last.

What about the alcoholic? He raised that drunk face and looked at the darkness in front of him, and suddenly gave a bitter smile, then said nothing, suddenly grabbed the huge wine gourd on his waist, and poured it into his mouth. Take two.

But what about the ecstasy messenger who has been on the side and has not spoken from beginning to end? After the weird low woman left, he slowly walked over from the front place.

Then he glanced at Ouyang Longyan and the alcoholic beside him.

"You've got half of the antidote... Why is it still such a sad expression?"

Listening to the ecstatic messenger's words, the drunkard suddenly laughed wildly. Although the voice was laughing, it was worse than crying.

"The antidote?"

"Do we really have an antidote?" He said as he grabbed the wine gourd in his hand and began to drink again.

Ouyang Longyan held the purple-brown pill box tightly in his hand, his vigorous hand seemed to crush the entire pill box.

"I don't want to live like this anymore!" The cold words suddenly roared out of Ouyang Longyan's mouth.

"What do you want to do?" The ecstasy messenger heard Ouyang Longyan saying this, and suddenly looked at him coldly.

Ouyang Longyan's fierce murderous aura slowly revealed itself.

There was endless hatred and anger in his eyes.

"Brother, listen to my words... Honestly listen to what the master said, otherwise we will all die." The Ecstasy suddenly stretched out a cold hand on the shoulder of Ouyang Longyan and said slightly.

Ouyang Longyan didn't make a sound, but it could be seen that the horrific murderous aura that had pervaded him suddenly began to gradually dissipate.

"Ecstasy, I want to ask something that shouldn't be asked." The alcoholic over there suddenly snorted alcohol in his mouth, squinting at the masked Ecstasy and said.

"Say!" Ecstasy turned his head slowly.

"I want to know, who is our master?"

"Why have we never seen him for so many years?" The words slowly came out of the drinker's mouth.

My God, don't even the alcoholics know who their master is? Don't know who is in control of the gate of hell?

Yes, the alcoholics and Ouyang Longyan really don't know.

The woman who was talking in the dark just now was just a slave and servant beside her master.

For so many years, every assassination activity in the gate of **** was passed on by the low woman just now. Although Ouyang Longyan and the alcoholic are in the gate of hell, they have never seen their master, even hell. They don't know how many masters like them are in the door.

The only thing they knew was that there were definitely a lot of masters in the gates of **** who were controlled by poison like them, and they were all extremely masters, but they had never seen them before.

Having said that, after hearing the drunkard's sudden question, the eyes of the ecstasy messenger suddenly became cold and terrifying.

"Drunkard, you'd better not ask this again!"

"You need to know, what are the consequences of asking the owner at will?"

"It's dead!"

The cold words came out of the ecstatic messenger's mouth.

The drunkard opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end his mouth just moved, but he didn't have the courage to say it. He grabbed his own wine gourd and started drinking.

"You two listen to me, just do what the master tells you, because only then can you live."

"Also, if you intercept that kid this time, you must not make any more mistakes. If you make another mistake, you will know the consequences."

After speaking the last sentence, the ecstasy messenger in front of him suddenly turned and walked forward.

And what about the alcoholic in Ouyang Longyan behind him? But he didn't say anything any more, and silently followed.

Who can imagine that these masters who were famous in the past are not as good as dogs today!

Even their own lives are no longer in their own hands...maybe this is their sadness.

On the train bound for Yongzhou City.

"Xiaolong, where's Li Tian?" Old Monster Ge, who was sitting in the shop, asked Tang Xiaolong, who was asleep in the bottom shop.

Tang Xiaolong leaned on his side, spitting out: "How do I know?"

"Little boss is resting."

Old Monster Ge gave Tang Xiaolong a white look: "Xiaolong, can you do me a favor?"

Tang Xiaolong turned over and muttered there, "Why are you busy?"

"Call Li Tian for me."

"I want to ask him something." Old Monster Ge looked at Tang Xiaolong with a smile on his face and said.

"Your uncle, don't you go to my little boss? I won't help." Tang Xiaolong said as he rolled over to the inside of the bed, covering his head with a quilt and not paying attention to the old monster.

Old Monster Ge looked at Tang Xiaolong contemptuously.

"Smelly boy, you won't help if you don't."

When he said that, he jumped off the upper bed alone.

After he got down, he mysteriously walked towards the carriage where Li Tian was staying.

The carriage where Li Tian lived was living with Duguxie and the others, but at the moment Duguxie and the ghost servant seemed to be dining in the middle carriage, leaving Li Tian alone in the room.

Isn't this? After the thief-like old monster Ge opened the door mysteriously, he saw Li Tian at a glance.

What about Li Tian? At this moment, he was holding his Chilian Sword in his hand, watching there, hearing the movement, looking up, and seeing Old Monster Ge walked in with a smile.