Ultimate Assassin System

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"Brother!"

Just as Haita's thoughts were not in the air, he shouted in surprise, a handsome young man with a thin sword and eyebrows fluttering out from the side, his expression was slightly agitated, "Haha, it really is a brother, but you haven't come over for two months Well, what's happening, what's new outside recently ... Well, I'm miserable. I've been trapped here all year round and can't go down the mountain, I don't know what the teacher thinks about it, it's boring ... "

Hearing this, Haita frowned and interrupted, "Master! Didn't you understand the teacher's hard work till now? The teacher asked you to stay here not to trap you, but to make you ..."

He waved his hand again and again, "Brother, you are here again ... I understand, I understand. I am impetuous, staying here is for me to cultivate my self-cultivation and strengthen my cultivation ... How do you become like a master ..." Junlang youth said disapprovingly.

"You ..." Haita, who was unnatural in nature, was robbed of this, and opened his mouth, wondering what to say. In the end, the only disciple, Winsling, who was the last disciple received by the teacher, looked at the wealthy and talented man from the front. He shook his head slightly and switched the subject, "Teacher in the pond behind?"

"Yep."

"Then I'll go first." Nodded slightly, Haita continued to walk backwards. At the same time, he couldn't help sighing. Among the three brothers, Winslin's martial arts talent was the highest.

"Oh ..." The listlessness echoed. Winsling looked hesitant when he stood in place. He knew that Brother Haita's coming would definitely bring some fresh news from the outside. However, if you listen in the past, you may still be accused of your character by your master and brother, so it is very tangled. In the end, the palm of his hand still couldn't stop the curiosity in his heart. Catching up, "Brother, wait, I'll go with you ..."

...

The rear yard is a clear water pond among bamboo forests. After Haita and Winsling arrived, they saw the figure sitting on a straw mat under the sparse green bamboo on the right side of the pond.

This is an old man with a thin body. He is a little sloppy, wearing a Tsing Yi, and at first glance it looks no different from an ordinary peasant. Should be old, physical strength is not good at field affairs. So now I have picked up the fun things that I used to do but did n’t have time to do, such as planting flowers, fishing, etc.

He's fishing now, but maybe because the breeze in the forest is so refreshing, his old eyes are already faint and snoring slowly. It's hard to believe that even with a fish hook, he can pull the rod in time.

But the fact is, if someone said that the old man raised the green bamboo fishing rod in his hand. Send it gently. Even if Bran Palace can be destroyed more than ten miles away, no one will question it. Because this old man who is both ordinary and seems to be in a state of energy is precisely the first strongest man in Nishizawa, Bran Sword God Woodin!

"Teacher." Haita and Wensling saluted respectfully outside the table.

Tsing Yi Woodin slowly opened his eyes. There is no such thing as a sword blade that is astonishing. It's just that the eyes are normal and muddy. Oh, and even a slight smile, waved at will, and the tone was calm: "Heita is here. Sit down."

"Yes." Nodding should be, and Haita took each side of the straw mat and sat opposite the teacher. Winsling was the youngest among them. He took a cup of tea, a jug, and poured tea. Haita looked at the empty straw basket and smiled, "It seems that the teacher hasn't harvested today."

"Yeah, I've been fishing for so many years. The fish here know me all the time, they just don't hook." Putting down the green bamboo fishing rod, Wooding stroked his palm, his expression was a bit helpless, like a urchin.

Wenslin shuddered at the corner of his mouth, handed the tea cup, and disapproved. Well, teacher, your fishing rod has neither bait nor hook, how could it be possible to catch a fish? I reminded me that I do n’t understand, this is not exactly useless work ...

He sipped his light green tea, and Woodin seemed to think of it. He asked, "How is it, is the teaching of the princes smooth?"

Bran Sword God is Bran Sword God, after all, even though he may not be willing to deal with Wang Ting's imperial power too closely, factors such as strength, influence and so on are doomed to be impossible.

Of course, with the status of the sword **** Woodin, if you do n’t want to, no one dares to say anything, let alone coerce. However, it is still the same principle. Since you are already in the world, some things are naturally not easy to get rid of. Therefore, Haita, the first disciple of the sword god, also has another identity job, that is, the teacher of several princes of Bran.

It is not necessarily to teach martial arts. In fact, as Bran's prince, it is likely that he will become Bran's next king. Martial arts are not important to them. It is important to have this relationship, the relationship between the sword **** and Wang Ting, which is what everyone pays attention to.

"Success." Haita nodded, his face calmed, but the words that were spoken were not so bland. "The great prince is still heroic and strong, he is overbearing, and strong in martial arts. The second prince is gentle and humble, and he has the most relationship Intimacy, when it comes to draw ... "

The straight-line narrative tone soon revealed the personality characteristics of several princes. "Haha, everyone in the world says that my big disciple has a gentle personality, and a good old man. I don't want to talk about people behind now, it's really puzzling ..."

"Teacher ..." Haita looked at Wu Ding with a smile on her face, but shook her head helplessly, knowing that the teacher was a naughty character and had committed it again.

As said just now, maybe the sword **** Woodin had no intention of asking about the imperial power, but how could Wang Ting not care about his opinions. So if it is really time to choose to succeed the king, whether you want to or not, Woodin will always say something. The source of these views is naturally from Haita.

In this respect, Haita is actually a shield launched by Woodin. However, there is something wrong with the master, and it is normal for the disciples to serve their work.

Of course, these evaluations of the prince are now routinely spoken, and no decision can be made. After ignoring the teacher's making fun, Haita frowned, and continued, "Teacher, the current situation has been a little turbulent."

"Oh? Tell me." Woodin's tone remained flat, as if talking about what to eat at noon. In fact, this is almost the case, in the eyes of this old man who has stood at the peak of the world for more than 100 years. Things like clouds can be taken lightly.

"First of all is the Northern Wilderness. There are news from the front line. The troops of various tribes in the Northern Wilderness frequently mobilize. It seems that there will be a battle this winter!"

"Well, didn't it hurt those brutal people last year?" As soon as the words fell, Winslin suddenly raised an eyebrow, and said sarcastically, this is almost the Blan people's general attitude towards the North Famine.

However, unlike Winsling, Wooding heard his hand touch his forehead. He sighed: "It really is a big trouble ..." Haita Zheng emphasized his head and obviously agreed with the teacher's opinion.

"Big trouble ... barbarians? Why? They will start a war every few years, but won't we all be driven back in the end?"

Haita shook her head and said longly, "Master, this time is different than before ... Bran has no second Ziyi."

"Uh ..." Opened his mouth. Winsling could not help silently when he heard his words. Although his eyes are high, he is the only army **** Zi Yi who can be as famous as his teacher. Do not dare to criticize.

And Ziyi does have such a pivotal position. Since the beginning of his army, the military battles between Bran and the Northern Wilderness have been completely reversed. In the following decades, the fierce northern barbarian soldiers have never broken the Bran Army's defense line, even once! Tens of millions of people across Bran's northern territories also had to hide their reputation, and no war was to be seen. Without the sword, enjoy a peaceful life for decades!

But now the peerless Tianjiao, which shocked the mainland, has returned. Although the Blan army is still the strong Blan army, it has commanded several marshals. Who dares to shoot the chest and stand up to inherit Zi Yi's glory? Who dares to pack tickets to continue to reject the barbarians outside the country ...

For a moment of silence, Woodin looked up and asked, "What decision is there over Wang Ting?"

"Increase the troop, tune the Southern Tigers Army Corps to the front! But ..." After a pause, Haita frowned and shook his head. "There is a problem now. The Zichen Army has not been able to settle ... It is mainly about the new marshal's candidate. There is a lot of opinion in Parliament, and there are big differences. "

"It's ridiculous! When is it, a group of things that don't know how to live or die!" The urchin's smile that has been hanging on the corner of Woodin's mouth disappears instantly. Although he is not in the army, he has lived for so long and can naturally see this so-called disagreement. Cats in.

It is nothing more than the seductive piece of fat of the Zichen Army, which makes some powerful people unable to bear their minds. And under your contention, naturally you cannot come up with a unified candidate. As for the attack from the north, this is a little distant for the big men who live in Brando ...

Winsling couldn't help asking: "Did Ziyi never think of designating the next Marshal of the Legion before she entered the Northern Wilderness?"

Haita shook her head, and Woodin sighed suddenly, "That idiot ..." He wanted to say something, but in the end didn't say much. Haita heard a glance at the teacher and nodded slightly, seeming to agree with this evaluation.

Few people know about Ziyi and Empress Beihuang, but there are always people who know it. These include Woodin, Haita, and King Bran. In this way, even if it is clear that Ziyi has never betrayed Bran in his life, but it is related to the security of the country, Ziyi has a designated marshal of the next legion. In order to prevent it, Wang Ting dare not agree easily?

"What do you do now?" Winsling was originally from a wealthy family, and naturally knew how powerful the struggle for interests was. At such a temptation, no one will compromise unless the King decides. And even if the king comes forward, it is not randomly designated, he will consider all aspects of the interests of the nobles, I am afraid he is also a headache now ...

After pondering for a while, Wooding looked at Haita and said, "Although I have never joined the army, I also know the reason why foreign helpers cannot be foremen. Bring words to His Majesty, and the new marshal of the Zichen Army can only choose from Zichen Ba Among the eight generals of the army. "

"Yes." Haita nodded when she heard her words, without any surprise. In fact, this is indeed the best decision. As soon as the new marshal originally came from the Zichen Army, he didn't need to run in and become familiar. Secondly, it also directly avoided the interests of expensive ownership. Don't you want to fight? Simply let you all can't compete, one hundred!

It is worth mentioning that such a decision must have been thought of for a long time, but it was the lack of a person who could control the expensive ownership. The sword **** Woodin undoubtedly has this ability to make a living, and is also a perfect candidate.

A few words in a short while also solved the problem that the Imperial Parliament had debated for more than half a year. This is the prestige and deterrence of the sword **** Woodin in this world of martial arts, weak meat and strong food!

"In addition to the problems of the North Famine and the army, the recent turmoil also came from the Temple of Light ..." Suddenly, the corner of Haita's mouth rose slightly, emphasising his voice. "This is also the biggest turmoil!"

"Temple?" Winsling pouted, "What the **** did the guys pretend to be?"

The position of the Temple of Light in the Bran Empire is unquestionable, but no one will give it to the face. At least the people of the sword **** group are not among them. This can be heard from the mouth of the sea tower and the tone of Winsling's jokes.

As for the reason, it is more complicated. If it is simple, it is a mountain that cannot be missed!

As we all know, Bran is an empire in which kingship and theocracy are closely linked. The power of the Temple of Light penetrates every field of Bran, which is definitely not an exaggeration. But now there is a power that can also influence the kingship. That is, the school of sword gods, naturally the temple will not be reconciled. Over time, contradictions arise ...

Among the contradictions, the main conflict is because of Zuo Fan. Although in Dawn City, Zuo Fan did not want to leave. Actively detonated a crystal explosion and died. But the role of the Temple of Light in this is undoubtedly also extremely important, precisely because they take the lead. The gray army was under siege. Only then will Zuo Fan be dead. In this way, the school of sword gods undoubtedly hates the temple!

Sure enough, Woodin's old eyes flashed a bit of pain when he heard the words. He remembered the disciple who was most valued, and then smiled and asked, "How is a turbulence method?"

"Very turbulent! The power of the temple in the north has been almost devastated. Believers rioted collectively. The clerics suffered heavy casualties. It would be sooner or later if they were driven out of the north if nothing unexpected happened!

"What!" "Seriously?"

If Winsling's exclaiming exclaimed, it may also be because of his exogeneity. But even Wooding, who had gone through all the storms and was not in the least, couldn't help raising questions that seemed wrong. You can also imagine the strong shock brought by this news!

Haita focused on: "Honestly! Now the temple is forcibly blocking the news and extinguishing fire everywhere. However, huh ..." He laughed twice, and with Haita's status in the court, it is not difficult to know these news.

"Haha ..." Confirmed the authenticity of the news, Wooding suddenly patted the straw mat next to him, laughed with a wave-shaped head and laughed, and the urchins were generally gloating.

Instantly, the laughter rumbled, as if Lei rolled. Beyond the surrounding bamboo forest, Yuding Woodhouse echoed for a long time. The sound of everyone in the surrounding open space suddenly looked up. This is ... the laughter of the sword god? Behind the shock, he looked puzzled. What happened to the sword **** so happy?

Maybe only Haita and Winsling can know why the teacher is so happy ...

Yes, Zuo Fan's death really hit the sword **** Woodin. However, due to his influence and the peace of the empire, Woodin naturally could not carry the sword to the temple generals to look for the obscurity of each other. But now I can hear the other person in such a embarrassing situation, naturally old and happy, very happy!

Heta also did not hide his joy, and continued to laugh and said, "I also heard the news, for this reason the interior of the temple is also very chaotic. Puritans and ascetic monks who have always been ignorant of the common people have joined together and have accused the high-level temple , Haha ... it ’s not easy for the pope to want to come in recent days. "

"Hah, it's worth celebrating, it's worth celebrating!" Clapping and smiling, Woodin picked up a bamboo bamboo fishing rod and waved it away. The fine silk thread made a faint trace on the calm lake. The fish scooped out of the water, twisted their tails and splashed water drops at the starting point.

On a closer look, these fish were not pulled out of the water just because they bit their hooks, and there were no hooks at the end of the thread. The reason why the harvest is in sight is because the thin silk thread is like a fine needle, which penetrates the cheek of each fish precisely and is lifted in succession.

"Go, take the knife and the pot." Woodin grinned, rolling up his sleeves. "I am in a good mood for the teacher today, and personally cook for you a full fish feast. Oh, bring more bowls, everyone outside There is also fish soup to drink. Who makes me happy, haha ​​... "

Seeing the master so happy, as a disciple, Haita and Winsling were naturally happy. Qi Qi responded, and got up to get the tableware.

At this moment, Woodin suddenly thought of something, and asked Haita: "Yes, who can bring such a big surprise to the temple?"

"Tang En, it should be the name ... Well, what needs to be said is that he is a man in the gray coat."

"Eh? The Army in Grey?" Woodin looked up in surprise ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Then blinked his old eyes, his expression was very emotional, "This is retribution ... No, you must break the ring today. Find me again Come with a jug of wine and drink his three bowls for this! "

"Uh……"

...

Although Wooding's small house is remote, all kinds of tableware are naturally indispensable. The only thing that can't be said is the drinks. For the health of the master, Haita searched and emptied the drinks here for a few years. However, this was not a problem. Winsling broke through. In just a few minutes, he brought a bottle of Master's favorite wine from the capital.

Immediately after that, there was a busy work here in the backyard pond. Woodin personally operated the operation. The two of them were beaten by Haita, and they were able to clean up the fat fish. At this time,

What was Heta thinking about, and after a while he asked: "Master, do you have any cheats in the world that can quickly improve your fighting spirit?"

………… (To be continued ...)

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