rebirth proud of the world

() After a while, Ziyue, who was completely calm, sat cross-legged on a rock and accepted the healing power of Hongcrack Ice.

Split the heavenly energy to regenerate human flesh and white bones, continue the meridians and nourish the internal organs. It has been inherited from the ancient times and is extremely powerful.

There were many wounds on Ziyue's body, but they were not serious, just some flesh wounds.

Under the healing power of Hongcrack Bingcrack's innocent energy, these wounds soon began to squirm and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, these hideous wounds turned into faint red marks. They will disappear automatically as time goes by.

During the process of treating Ziyue, Honglibing discovered that Ziyue's skills were of average level, at best, they were the skills created by ordinary fifth-level holy masters.

Not to mention it is compared with the secret skills of the Hong Family, the Nine Transformations of the Demonic Dragon, the Twin Skills of Wind and Fire, and the Thousand Waves of Raging Waves, which are all techniques created by the sixth-order semi-god-level powerhouses.

Even compared with the fifth-level ultimate skills such as the Blood-Destroying Pluto Sword, Qiuji Domineering, and Flowing Light Instant Prison Sword of Yang Ming, Lu Li, Jamies, and others, it is still significantly inferior.

Hong Libing had a thought, and he guessed that Ziyue might not have a very good life at the Killer Guild.

This time the five black leaf-level thieves of the Thieves Guild took action to capture her. It was very likely that they had already had a plan many years ago and it was not a sudden decision.

Otherwise, with her talents comparable to those of Hong Jingyu and the squad leader, how could she not have powerful skills?

"Ziyue, I have healed all the external injuries caused by the five Black Leaf-level thieves on your body, but the internal injuries will have to wait a little longer." Hong Libing frowned and asked doubtfully: "Are you and?

Have you had a head-on confrontation with a fifth-level Saint Domain master? How could you be injured like this? I can see that you can only fight with your opponent for no more than three moves at most, and your internal injuries are by no means accumulated."

Hong Libing's doubts are not without reason.

The Assassin's Guild has regulations that do not accept assassination missions to assassinate powerful people with a fifth-level Sanctuary level.

However, although the internal injuries on Ziyue's body were not serious, they were obviously caused by the vibration of a force exceeding the fourth level.

In addition, Ziyue is a master at the peak level of fourth-level Dacheng. If you want to injure her with absolute strength during a fight, only a master from the fifth-level holy realm can do this.

"No, the person who injured me, according to the data, should be a fourth-level master of the Kamikaze Empire." Ziyue frowned slightly and said in deep thought: "But he is indeed very powerful. Ordinary first-time fifth-level saints

I believe that none of the masters in the domain can be his opponent. He is powerful and fast. A pair of iron fists is like a giant mountain hundreds of feet high.

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"Oh, so powerful. A fourth-level body is comparable to a fifth-level one. Haha... I suddenly want to see it." Hong Libing chuckled twice, and gently pressed his left hand on Ziyue's back, with a silver-white brilliance.

There was a flash, like clouds and mist.

The splitting Tian Qi, which has a strong healing effect, was under his deliberate control at this moment. Like a torrent that opened a floodgate, it quickly poured into Ziyue's body.

It can clean up congestion and open meridians for her. Nourish her internal organs, replenish consumption and rejuvenate her body.

Not long after, Ziyue's pale complexion turned rosy.

Hong Libing's face remained the same. Since opening the Tianmen, his recovery speed has been greatly improved. Healing Ziyue's injuries is no longer a burden at all.

"Hong Libing, are you really not a seventh-order god-level master?" Ziyue asked. "But I feel that your pressure is already at the level of the authentic seventh-level god-level former."

"At least not for the time being, but it will be soon." Hongli Bingkou Huahua took out the rhetoric she used to deal with Hong Ziye in the past and said it again.

"In the past, when I was young, my spiritual consciousness was disordered and I could not practice. Fortunately, I got the help of my master, Taoist Xiaoyao, and I was able to practice. My master was very generous. He also used his supreme supernatural power to implant a whole body into my body.

The power of the seventh-order law. In other words, there are no obstacles on my path to becoming a seventh-order god-level powerhouse. This is why my spiritual awareness, coercion, and combat skills are all so powerful."

"You are so lucky to be born in the Hong family and receive the true inheritance of the supreme master, Hong Libing." Ziyue's clear purple eyes were full of envy.

"Haha... I think so too." Hong Libing smiled and said, "Okay, I've finished talking about my family background, Ziyue, you can also talk about yours."

"Me? Haha... I'm not as lucky as you." Zi Yue laughed miserably, and her bright and moving purple eyes suddenly dimmed.

The heartbroken and sad expression on her face made Hong Libing suddenly feel that he had asked a question that he shouldn't have asked.

"My father and mother are both black-flower-level killers of the Killer's Guild. They are highly skilled and are also well-known figures in the giant Killer's Guild." Ziyue looked up at the sky, with a look of reminiscence on her face.

"They all love me and take good care of me."

"When I was a child, I once wanted to eat the crystal lychees produced in Qingfeng Kingdom. Without saying a word, my father went to the orchard of Qingfeng Kingdom and bought a basket for me."

"I still remember the loving smile on my father's face and the sweat rolling down the bridge of his nose when he brought a basket of crystal lychees to me."

"My mother is a very gentle person."

"I can't imagine... what she looked like when she started killing someone."

"It's like, I can't imagine... the expression on my face when I killed someone for the first time..."

"Growing up, no matter how big a mistake I made or how big a mess I got into, my mother would never hit me or scold me..."

"I originally thought... days like this would continue forever."

"But... on that rainy night seven years ago, the moment the news of my father's mission failed... and his death... I felt... my sky... my world... all collapsed."

At this point, Ziyue was so choked that she couldn't hear her tone of voice.

Tears are like broken pearls, rolling down in large pieces, crystal clear, and containing infinite sadness.

"Alas..." Hong Caibing sighed and shook his head.

The death of a loved one is a sadness that can never be erased for the living.

He could completely understand Ziyue's pain.

"Mother... thinks something is fishy."

"Therefore, she made multiple requests to review the files, but she never received permission."

"Finally, on the twenty-third day after the news of my father's death came, my mother took the risk and sneaked into the headquarters of the Killers' Guild while the main and deputy sect leaders were going to the Thieves' Guild to discuss important matters."

"But... there are too many powerful people in the Killer Guild."

"My mother's whereabouts were exposed, and she was captured by a big shot from the previous generation of the Killer Guild who had disappeared for many years, and was imprisoned in a prison under the Killer Guild's headquarters."

"Soon after...the leader of the Killer Guild found me, who was only eleven years old at the time."

"He told me that trespassing into forbidden areas and trying to read files is a capital crime of the Killers' Guild. But because of the extenuating circumstances, the main and deputy sect leaders showed mercy and spared my mother a way to live, so she was imprisoned in the Killers' Guild's prison.

In prison. If I can reach the same height as him in the future, he will return my mother to you and reunite our mother and daughter."

"These years... I have been practicing hard. I only hope that one day, my mother can regain her freedom."

"But...I was wrong."

"The leaders and deputy heads of the Killer Guild have never thought of letting my mother go!"

Ziyue's eyes suddenly changed and condensed, with a cold light shining around. Even if you pour all the water from all over the world and go through hundreds of reincarnations, the resentment in them cannot be washed away.

"Three days ago, I received a mission, which asked me to work with five black leaf-level thieves from the Thieves Guild to come to the World of Warcraft Forest to capture a girl whose cultivation level is no more than the third gold level."

"A girl with a mere third-level gold level cultivation is naturally not worthy of me. The five black leaf-level thieves and a total of six fourth-level dark gold fighters take action."

"But she has a great background. It is said that she is one of the top three members of the nine first-class families in the Kamikaze Empire. She is protected by a strong man with the highest level of fourth level, so she is extremely powerful."

"Originally, the plan was for me to take the lead and capture the target. If I failed, I would fight the fourth-level master alone to attract attention."

"The five black leaf-level thieves are hiding in the dark, waiting for opportunities to attack."

"Then, gather the strength of the six of us and kill this fourth-level master in one fell swoop."

"But...hehe..." Ziyue Shen's face turned dim and she laughed miserably, "The five black leaf-level thieves did launch a sneak attack, but their target was not the fourth-level master, but me.

This partner!"

"If they didn't want to capture me alive and didn't do their best, I would have died under that wave of attacks!"

"But it's so true. When I flew back violently, I was still injured in the hands of that fourth-level master."

"After that..." Ziyue stared at Honglibing, "I met you."

"These years... I have suffered a lot for you." Hong Caibing's eyes were as gentle as water. He reached out and gently brushed Zi Yue's long purple hair, and said softly: "From now on, as long as I am here, you don't have to worry about anything.

.Your mother is only five years old at most. When I succeed in cultivation, I will save her. This is my promise to you!"

"Thank you... thank you!" Ziyue choked.

She lowered her head, and after pondering for a moment, she seemed to have thought of something. Her long, black eyelashes jumped suddenly, and her beautiful face seemed to be stained with red clouds. "Hong... Hong cracking ice, you...

Why are you so nice to me?"

"Well... um... uh..." Hong Caibing's face turned red, he reached out and scratched his head, hesitating for a while, but he didn't say anything.

Finally, he spread his hands and said as if that was the end of it anyway, "Ahem... How can there be so many reasons in this world? Ahem... then... the fourth-level one who hurt you

Where is the top master? What's his name? Tell me and I'll give him a slap to vent your anger!" (To be continued.)