The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

"go to hell!"

Ji Shijun's fist that slammed into the shadow was wrapped in a cloud of white mist, and a little starlight flickered in the white mist.

Just as the fist was about to hit the shadow, the shadow deftly turned over and jumped onto the wooden roof, quietly watching the girl lying on the ground bleeding out.

Black Shadow's stabbing was not random stabbing. In less than a second just now, the girl's heart, trachea, left and right lungs, liver and several large blood vessels were all pierced in opposite directions. She was cold when she woke up.

However, the shadow did not relax his vigilance because of this. The employer paid a high price to ask them to assassinate this girl, which means that this girl must have something special.

Time passed little by little, the surrounding of the wooden house was quiet, and the dark shadow on the roof became more and more solemn.

There is no reason for the employer to ask him to kill such a weak chicken at an exorbitant price, but now the target seems to be drained of blood, and the body temperature is also cooled by the night wind, but there is still no sign of counterattack.

The master made a move, and he almost lost his life. He saved others by himself. The shadow did not dare to relax his vigilance, in order to prevent himself from revealing his flaws and being counter-killed by the target.

As a killer, it is not uncommon for the target to be counter-killed by the target Jedi. Sombra doesn't want to become a negative teaching material for educating the younger generation.

The battle has entered a stalemate, and now it depends on who will reveal the flaws first.

Now it is the guy who suddenly appeared who is giving Sombra a headache. His punch just now is wrapped in divine power, so it must be very troublesome to hit him.

And Sombra didn't dare to attack that guy now, because he was afraid that he would be killed by the target when he revealed his flaws.

The roar just now alarmed the birds in the woods, and for a while, those migratory birds from the extreme north who went south for winter made a series of calls and the sound of their wings.

In the past, there was a killer who transmitted information through bird calls, but he chose the wrong type of bird. In the end, the target saw through it, and the magic set fire to death.

The top killers would naturally not make such mistakes. The killers lurking around told the main attackers that they had locked on the target through the same calls of migratory birds.

Ji Shijun put the girl who was completely cold on the ground. He stood up, gnashing his teeth, pointed at the shadow on the roof and shouted, "Who are you?! Why did you want to kill him!"

However, Ji Shijun's heart was also chilly. He made such a big noise and no one around appeared.

The shadow on the roof didn't answer his question, but instead asked: "Are you a traveler, or a descendant of a traveler?"

Ji Shijun frowned. He didn't answer the other party's question. He also asked back, "What have you done to the others?"

But the shadow on the roof ignored him.

"Da da da……"

A burst of unhurried footsteps suddenly came from not far away, Ji Shijun turned his head, and was surprised to find that Aunt Natasha came over slowly and quickly, and was now beside the girl lying on the ground.

"Who are you?!" Ji Shijun didn't know that if the middle-aged aunt had a problem, her head was caught by the door panel. He jumped to the side, and at the same time alerted the shadow on the roof and Aunt Natasha.

Aunt Natasha just smiled at Ji Shijun, then shook her hand, a ball of fire hit the **** the ground, and the body below the girl's neck suddenly burned violently.

"She's already dead." Aunt Natasha raised her head and said lightly to the shadow on the roof.

The shadow was obviously stunned for a moment, and then...

"[A series of foul language]!"

"It turned out to be a weak chicken. I thought she had some trump card to let me blow the cold wind here for so long!"

"What the **** is the buyer doing! Do you have more money to entertain me?"

Aunt Natasha continued to smile and said to the shadow, "Your mission is complete, it's time to go back and count the money."

"For the sake of having enough money, or else..." The shadow scolded and disappeared on the roof.

Ji Shijun didn't go after the shadow. He now focuses on Aunt Natasha.

Aunt Natasha was Ji Shijun and the others who joined the disaster victims before they came to this basin. She was a little timid, for fear that she would be caught as a slave, but she could fight for the interests of the elderly and the weak soon. She has a lot of reputation, so Ji Shijun asked her to manage the left-behind personnel in the camp and let them do some work within their ability.

Now Ji Shijun thinks about it carefully, Aunt Natasha joined the girl two days after the arrival of the girl who claimed to be Guoguo.

"Who exactly are you?" Ji Shijun asked Aunt Natasha sharply.

At this time, the fire on the girl's body on the ground had been extinguished, and the rest of the ground was turned to ashes except for the head, which was still intact.

Aunt Natasha waved her hand, a tornado rose, the ashes on the ground were blown into the air, and then scattered in the forest with the cold wind, not even blood was left on the ground, as if nothing had happened just now. .

Holding the girl's head that had just been blown up by the wind, Aunt Natasha said in a light tone: "Seventeen years ago, there was a famine on the prairie, and there were animal swarms at the same time. Our tribe failed to escape, and my parents died. On the steppe, only the children of us who stayed in the city were still alive in the entire tribe."

"At that time, the other tribes were too busy to take care of themselves, and no one paid any attention to us orphans."

"If Earl Spike McGarden hadn't brought us food, my brother Marcus and I would have starved to death that winter."

"Later, after he knew what happened to our tribe, he supported us every year to let us grow up safely."

"I was the oldest among the children. At that time, I was ready to dedicate myself to the count to repay his kindness, but he liked girls with long tails."

"The kindness of the Earl will never be forgotten by the rest of us."

"It was this woman in the summer two years ago!"

Aunt Natasha raised her head in her hand to gesture to Ji Shijun, and her voice became sharper at the same time.

"It was this woman who, together with his master, the fourth prince of the Bischberg Kingdom, Ellen Bischberg, killed the entire McGarden family by forgery and accident for a treasure in the hands of the McGarden family!"

"Thanks to the gods for their protection, their youngest son, Charles McGarden, has been rescued!"

Ji Shijun looked at Aunt Natasha, whose eyes were red in shock, and was speechless for a while. If what Aunt Natasha said was true, he really had nothing to say about it.

Seems to have seen Ji Shijun's thoughts~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Aunt Natasha said, "This is no secret. You can find out if you cross the river and go to the north to find a tavern."

Then she finally said, "Don't worry, go on the road. I have experienced the pain of losing a loved one, and I can understand the feelings of the people here. I will help you look here while you are gone."

"I'll take care of this head later, and take it to Earl McGarden tomorrow. He's a good man, and whether you really know him or not, he'll help you for the head's sake. "

"You don't have to worry about the others. They're just asleep. Those who collect money and do things won't kill innocent people indiscriminately."

After Aunt Natasha finished speaking, she turned around and left. Ji Shijun returned to his room after the cold wind was blowing outside for a while.

Ji Shijun lost sleep that night. For the first time, he felt that the world was different from what he thought.

Just as the sky was about to dawn, Aunt Natasha walked into Ji Shijun's room with a log stake.

When many nobles who have experienced adventurer experience died in a foreign country, their heads would be put into such log stakes together with charcoal and quicklime and sent back to the family cemetery for burial. No one wanted to inspect such stakes along the way.

Ji Shijun looked at the stake and thought for a long time. He began to worry about whether this trip to the north would achieve the expected purpose. From what other people told him, he couldn't figure out what kind of person the current Earl McGarden was. He didn't know whether the divine revelation that the God of Soul and Dream made him go to Earl McGarden was reliable.

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