Ultimate Assassin System

"I am back."

Listening to this bland language, and then looking at the bruised Zuo Fan, Luo Sha's eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his mouth were light, and finally he just said, "Just come back."

It's just an ordinary conversation, but it's also very warm and harmonious.

Zuo Fan nodded gently, his expression could not help showing a little guilt: "Sorry, I can no longer protect you ..."

Shaking his head to interrupt, "It doesn't matter!" Locha bit her lip. "I know it's all because of me. Actually, I hope you leave now ..."

After a moment, he waved his hand to stop what Zuofan was going to say, and continued, "Listen to me ... I don't mean anything else, but it's better to die one than two. And I have just named Johsia as The new leader of the gray army, I hope you can protect her, just like you have protected me for more than a decade ... "

Zuo Fan's eyes were slightly drooping, and he shook his head slightly, then took a deep breath, turned around, threw out the sword, and drew a phantom in his hands, finally forming strange handprints on his chest and pointing out,

"Set!" A few meters into the air, the long sword responded, and the sword's tip was facing the east, standing in the void.

"Condensation!" Another sip, Zuo Fan swelled around the column like a bucket, and poured it into the slightly trembling sword body. At this moment, Zuo Fan at the bottom and the long sword at the top are connected by this pure cylindrical golden awn, like an arch bridge.

Alas ... Suddenly, Zuo Fan was constantly trembling around the ground, as if overwhelmed, with cracks like spider webs. Lothar's side is okay, after all, sitting in the upper seat near the wall, except the wood carvings on the table fell down one after another. She only needed to lean on the wall. Bosco, on the other side, was standing up because he couldn't keep up. He slammed into the back wall directly, and his old face suddenly became red.

But this is at best a bit embarrassing. Bosco is now more worried about the cracked ground. Every time a new crack occurred, his face would pale with it, lest the sudden explosion drown the area directly ...

At this moment, Zuo Fan drank again and again, "out!" Is just a simple word, but when it came out from the brilliant and brilliant fighting. You can hear a little hoarse, a little barely.

Of course, no one will pay attention to this now. As the word "out" is issued, the space around Jinmang Long Sword appears to be visible to the naked eye. It seems that it is not half-empty, but the water surface ...

Ripple coverage is getting wider. As the water spreads. I don't know if it is because of the space folds that the hallucinations have been hallucinated, or whether the sword has been saturated. Just in a blink of an eye, round golden halo appeared around the sword body, dazzling. It looks like the new sun rising from the east in the early morning!

"One, sword, sun, out!" Looking at the magnificent miracle-like sight in front of him, the sea tower over the body was shocked. Spit out these words extremely hard, and then took a deep breath, before the tide ripples surged, the body quickly lifted off, "Go!"

Although he did not think that Zou Fan was directed at them. But under this rushing edge, I have to retreat!

Simultaneously. After looking back, Haita's look was extremely complicated. If it is summed up, it is probably emotion and sorrow ...

Sorry that this amazing and brilliant master did not disappoint the master. In addition to the previous sword east, he has successfully realized the sword **** two style swordsmanship.

As for sorrow. Of course, Haita knows that these scary sword tricks cannot be used casually, not to mention Zuo Fan's current physical condition ... No doubt, the master who has not seen this for many years is now dead. Chi ...

On the other side, without Haita's reminder, Winslin, shuddering around, had subconsciously evacuated, and the eyebrows of Jianmei were bewildered ...

He is not as complicated as Haita thinks. He only knows one thing, that is, if Zuo Fan was not a sword eastward before, but this sword sunrise, he is probably dead now ...

How is it possible ... are there really any people in this world who are more talented than me ...

The complex mentality of several people has not changed anything. In fact, the Dongsheng Rising Sun around the sword body has been fully formed, floating in the air and shining brightly. This is the time when the arrow is on the string and you have to send it!

"Go!" With a relieved sigh, the still sword light ball flickered and disappeared. It really did not go to the sea tower or Winsling in the sky, but to draw a beautiful arc, dragging The golden afterimage fell straight to the western gate of Dawn City.

There, the Knights of Light Temple and Bran soldiers stormed in like tide. Someone saw the golden light ball, but they just looked up and looked at it foolishly, until it came to the top of their heads ... There was no intention of dodging, of course, the difference between dodging and not dodging was not so big ...

boom……

In the sound of the explosion near and far, the strong wind struck fiercely, and the golden air wave rushed into the clouds.

Because he was in the bare wall, Luosha didn't have any intuitive feeling, and he didn't know how many ghosts caused this blow to float instantly. She just walked along the fence, watching the western rain curtain, the fuzzy and majestic city walls seemed to be piled with flour, and suddenly fell a lot ...

That is, in this dim twilight, a little golden streamer flew up to the sky with the rushing weather, and the direction was vaguely where the tower was.

"Ahem ... I'm sorry, Brother Haita, I can't go back with you. This sword was a gift from the master. Please return it for me now ..."

As the words fell, Zuo Fan's surrounding Jin Mang continued to disintegrate, a little bit of golden light passed by the wind, revealing a slightly sloppy figure inside. Suddenly, his body was shaking, and he took a few steps to just hold the wooden chair aside so that he could not fall.

"Hehe ..." A few chuckles, Zuo Fan carelessly wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and couldn't wipe the blood, and spread his hands to Luo Shao with a look of expression, "Now that I've lost most of my strength, it's impossible to leave here." The implication is that I am not willing to go, but I am really unable to go.

"You ..." Lips squirmed, but because she was bitten by her teeth, Losa ended up failing to say a full sentence.

Pressing the chest that was violently undulating, Zuo Fan came over: "Sorry, this is the first time I have rejected your request, and the last time ..." After a pause, it seems that I want to say something. But because of bad words, I just said in the end. "In short, like I once said. My sword will guard you forever, and only guard you!"

"Idiot you ..." So, blinking, Luo Sha lowered her eyes, her vision blurred.

Vaguely, the scene immediately changes ...

It was a small hill in the south of the Empire. In the spring, the birds are fragrant and the grass is green.

At that time, she was a young girl of the aristocracy. He was the son of a nobleman. She was carefree and ran away all day with his dumb, novice swordsman. That time because of her carelessness. The two rolled down from the hill.

She was fine, but his nose was blue and swollen, and several bloodstains were drawn on his body. Of course, it was all because of protecting her.

While treating the wound, she was scared to cry with blood on her hands, but he patted his chest and said that this man's injury was nothing. While squeezing her eyebrows to make her laugh, while waving the wooden sword in her hand, she solemnly promised: "Relax, I will use this sword in my hand to protect you forever!"

She was not teased by his clumsy facial expression. But he laughed with tears because he looked like a funny little adult when he promised: "Ha, idiot, you ..."

...

"You ... crying?" He stood aside. Zuo Fan was a little helpless.

"Whether or not, is it rain or not ..." After wiping his eyes, Luosha raised her head in the heavy rain, her eyes flushed, but her face had a smile that didn't care, "Hah, you came just right. You The woodcarvings mentioned before ... well, what about woodcarvings? "

On the wooden table, rows of woodcarvings have long been shaken to the ground by the strong shaking of the ground just now. Losa quickly bent over to pick it up, and said, "You said that there was a hidden meaning in it, didn't you lie to me? Why didn't I see it?"

"Uh ... it does." Scratching his hair, Zuo Fan glanced down and picked up four woodcarvings and set them on the table. "It's right here."

"Just four? Then you still send me so much ... oh, you are being treacherous and want to distract me!"

"Cough, that ..." With a clear cough, Bosco slipped off the wall and looked at Losa and Zuo Fan, who looked at him, and couldn't help feeling bitter. "Sorry, I just want to ask. I can go now Yet?"

Zou Fan frowned and looked at Luo Sha: "Kill?"

"do not kill."

"Oh." Zuo Fan nodded, flicking his hand without asking any reason. Boom ... Bosco, who wanted to say something, smashed into the wall behind him like a vented shell and rolled out.

There was a sudden noise outside,

"Fright, what!" "Don't shoot, Master ..." "Master finally came out! Master, do we want to break in now?"

Snapped! Clear applause, there was a sudden silence outside the wall, and then a roar sounded: "Hit your mother, a ghost, help me run!"

...

A little episode, neither of them paid attention.

Luo Sha supported her chin, looking at the four woodcarvings on the table, one was her own sculpture, the other was the image of a cow, a bear, or a snake. She frowned for a while, and finally shook her head back: "Look If you do n’t come out, these things have nothing to do with each other. "

"It's so difficult?" Zuo Fan rubbed his forehead, and there was some uncertainty in his expression, then he pointed to the woodcarving and gave a hint, "Read their names."

"Name?" Luo Sha heard the words inexplicably, "I know, this is myself, this is a rhino, this is a raccoon, this is a snake ..."

"This is Mud Snake, low-level Warcraft, slightly poisonous."

Losa spread his hands. "So what?"

"So ..." After a word, Zuo Fan did not consciously avoid Losa's eyes, and hesitated, but finally said hard, "Take the first word of their name."

"Ah? What a joke, what makes people guess ... I think ... Luo, rhino ..."

"Uh, your name doesn't need to be added."

"I see ... It's troublesome and very naive!" Luo Sha scorned her lips, but in fact her mind had begun to think about organization, "rhine ... hunk ... mud ... what is this ... ? "

A stunned look, "Rhinoite ... like ... idiot, how could you guess that? I only knew you were an elm head, but now it looks like it's all stone. But ..."

Crackling, talking very fast, and chattering, Luo Sha raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, and muttered in a low voice, "Just like it? Then I'm too big ... I love you Ah ... "

"Uh……"

For a moment, an angry voice, "What the hell, you don't know the woman poses this, is it to remind you what to do?"

"Uh?"

"……I do not want to talk to you."

"Oh ... huh? Oh ..."

...

Looking up ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The pouring rain still shows no sign of stopping, it seems that we must insist on washing the sins of this world. At this point, the battle in the city has actually come to an end.

The intruders swept through every street, every alley, every room ... with red eyes, searching for killing targets. Occasionally they would meet a walking young man who subconsciously wanted to come forward to kill him, but after waking up a few brothers, he sobered up and kept back.

In the east of the city, a large crowd of civilians crowded out of the gate in a panic, and ran towards the vast wilderness ... that was their hope for life.

Over the city, two people stood in a vanity, one absent, his expression blank. One stroked the gold sword in his hand and couldn't help sighing.

Outside, more than ten miles south of the city, a tired-looking girl was riding on the horse and couldn't stop waving her whip and hurried to come here.

But at this time, in the center of the city, Boom ...

………… (To be continued ...)