Xiao Hen pinched his wrist and said in a cold tone: "The organization never does anything that breaks trust with others."
The implication: there is no room for discussion.
Ye Jinxiao frowned: "Those two people are already dead."
"But there's a deal."
Xiao Hen took out the soft sword from his sleeve unhurriedly, looking calm, as if killing was just a matter of hands and feet for him.
"Princess Yu is indeed very capable, which impressed Xiao. However, since the establishment of the organization, it has built its reputation on integrity. If everyone can pay a high price, buy and kill, there will be high bidders everywhere, and the organization will Sooner or later everything will break down."
When doing business, you really need to be adaptable and adaptable.
But if you want to develop in the long term and settle down, you must be honest.
Ye Jinxiao clenched the dagger calmly, "Is there no room for negotiation?"
"Besides money, don't you want anything else? Now that you know my identity, are you not afraid of killing me and causing trouble?"
Xiao Hen looked at her: "I am a wanderer, and I am not afraid of life and death."
Since he dares to do this, he has already pinned his head to his belt.
Moreover, Acacia Sect is not an ordinary killer organization.
Xiangsimen is the best in the world.
Many royal families are looking for them to do business. Even if Princess Yu dies, as long as the evidence is destroyed, no one will dare to find out what is wrong with the Xiangsi Sect.
"Princess Yu, please."
He raised his hand. As a killer, he was polite, which was a bit funny.
It seems that today's fight must be fought!
Ye Jinxiao is not a person who is afraid of trouble. He holds the dagger tightly and fights immediately.
Their eyes met, the air suddenly became biting, Xiao Hen's figure suddenly flashed towards him, and the soft sword in his palm made a sharp hissing sound, approaching his lifeline.
Strike quickly and accurately.
Within three moves, Ye Jinxiao will be killed.
Ye Jinxiao's chest tightened, her eyes fixed on his movements, and she held the dagger to greet him.
Bang!
The moment the sword hit her, the strong internal force made her jaw numb. In an instant, her entire right arm was numb, and she could hardly hold the dagger.
She hurriedly bent down to avoid it, but the man attacked fiercely, and the sharp soft sword caught her dagger.
Stab!
She held the dagger and drew it down quickly along the edge of the sword, creating fierce sparks. She pressed the hilt of the sword and was about to stab his arm when the man flipped his palm, flew the dagger away, and stabbed him with the sword. Wearing her shoulder blades.
Another slap made her fall five to six meters.
"cough!"
one move.
Just one move!
Ye Jinxiao fell to the ground and coughed up a mouthful of blood. The blood quickly stained her entire left shoulder. She could not resist the man's bloodthirsty killing.
His martial arts might be as profound as Chu Yuci's!
Xiao Hen held up his sword and said in a cold tone:
"For the sake of not killing Fu Ying, I will give you a pleasure."
Fu Ying is the man who was knocked down by Ye Jinxiao just now.
Ye Jinxiao tried his best to calm down and stood up awkwardly.
There was a dull pain in his heart, and his internal organs must have been severely injured by the shock.
She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth: "What is the name of your organization?"
Xiao Hen said nothing.
"Don't you dare say it?" She sneered, "It seems that you are also afraid of getting into trouble. I left a letter when I came here. As long as something happens to me, Wenrou Township will be investigated immediately."
Xiao Hen smiled coolly.
Wenwen Township is just a temporary stronghold where they can stay in hiding. Their strongholds are scattered all over the states and countries. Seizing one of them will not have any impact on them.
"Princess Yu, I'm offended."
The cold voice fell, and he raised his sword and attacked again.
The body was wrapped in night and killing, and the cold aura rushed towards him. Ye Jinxiao had no time to think, his body reacted faster than his brain, he sided to avoid the blow, and a needle pierced the man's shoulder.
Slight stinging.
Xiao Hen smiled coldly: "Those who work in our profession have already taken an antidote that is invulnerable to all poisons before going on a mission."
Her little tricks were nothing in his eyes.
Shake the needle off, lift the sword and stab it.
Ye Jinxiao made a lot of preparations when he came. He had anesthetics and several poisons ready and used them one by one.
But Xiao Hen's movements were not hindered in the slightest. Even though several poisons fell on him, his murderous intention was still not reduced by half, and he slapped her away with one palm again.
"Well!"
Ye Jinxiao rolled out seven or eight meters and was in a state of embarrassment.
"Cough, cough!"
I didn’t expect so many medicines to be useless.
In just two moves, she suffered severe internal injuries. This person was highly skilled in martial arts and might not be able to escape tonight.
A bit unwilling.
Is the Beiyan royal family sick? Their prince is dead. Instead of going to trouble Chu Yuci, they hire someone to kill her.
He is really a soft persimmon and easy to bully.
If I had known this, I would not have gone to the epidemic area to save people.
But this is at least better than hiding in Prince Yu's Mansion for the rest of his life.
She was not a shy person, nor was she a shy person. Instead of looking at Chu Yuci's face every day and facing Liu Mingyue's white lotus, it would be better to get it over with.
Xiao Hen held on to his sword and walked slowly.
Ye Jinxiao got up in embarrassment, secretly holding a powerful anesthetic in his sleeve.
Look for opportunities.
Xiao Hen saw her little movements. In his eyes, she was already dead, and no matter how hard she struggled, it would be in vain.
Lifting it away with a palm, Ye Jinxiao was forced to take a few steps back.
He picked up the sword and stabbed straight into her heart.
Close!
The killing intent is compelling!
Close!
At the critical moment, an extremely cold and violent aura penetrated the air, and a sword wrapped in black cloth thrust horizontally, catching Xiao Hen's sword.
Bang!
The swords collided, and the breath screamed!
The cold wind blew around, and the man stood firmly in front of Ye Jinxiao. His face was cold, and he held a black sword in his hand. His breath was deep and restrained. His arm shook coldly, knocking Xiao Hen back seven or eight steps.
Ye Jinxiao was stunned: "Ye Qi?!"
It's him!
When Xiao Hen saw the man who suddenly appeared, a strange color flashed across his eyes.
At the same time, at the far corner of the street, Chu Yuci rushed to save people with his sword in hand, but he saw another figure one step faster than him, and his footsteps shook him in place.
Ye Ming glanced sideways, still cherishing words like gold:
"Stand away."
These three words are calm and calm, but they are extremely penetrating and inexplicably reassuring.
Ye Jinxiao was seriously injured and was already inconvenienced. He held on to the wall obediently and limped away like a disabled person.
Xiao Hen frowned: "Please don't interfere in this matter."
Ye Ming said nothing, and the tip of the sword was raised, pointing directly at Xiao Hen.
Needless to say, the attitude is clear.
Ye Jinxiao, he protected him.
Next, Ye Jinxiao finally saw what it means to fight between gods.
When they fought, the internal force was like a bomb. The leaves rustled, the walls were full of cracks, the leaves flew wildly, and the gravel was so blinding that it was almost impossible to see directly.
The moves are so fast that only residual images remain.
Ye Jinxiao covered his chest. Before he could see the moves of the two men clearly, he could only hear the fierce fighting sounds. Within five moves, Xiao Hen was beaten back several steps, and a mouthful of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Uh! Ahem!"
Looking at Ye Ming again, he still stood there calmly, his breath as usual.
What shocked Ye Jinxiao was that he didn't draw his sword!
His side sword was always wrapped in black coarse cloth, wrapped tightly from the sword body to the hilt, and not a single gap leaked out. No one knew whether the sword was black, red, white, or silver.
From beginning to end, he didn't even draw his sword.
