When Pei Feng returned to the inn, Mu Jianping was sitting cross-legged in the room practicing.
"Master, was it successful?"
Pei Feng took out the Jianghu Order and handed it to Mu Jianping, "The first mission is for you."
"mine?"
"When you came out, didn't your brother Tianwu warn you. You should use this to sharpen your character."
"Then are the good people or bad people I want to kill?"
"There is no distinction between good and bad in the Seven Kills Sect. However, this person is a bad person. Release your power of the Five Elements to see the contents of the jade note."
Mu Jianping did as she was told. After a moment, her expression changed drastically, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Master, I wish I could kill such a villain a hundred times."
The Seven Kill Order is actually a high-level summons document, which will definitely record the information of the person being hunted in detail. In addition, some employers will also add some special requirements, such as the method of executing the opponent. Of course this requires extra money. Some employers will also enter the reasons for the suspension of orders.
The Jianghu Order that Pei Feng obtained told a tragic story in detail. Pei Feng chose this Jianghu Order for two reasons. First, he chose the task for Mu Jianping, so the difficulty should not be too high. Second, after understanding the whole story, even without this Seven Kills Order, he would not I will let that evil thief go.
To put it simply, the prince of a prince's family in the Shang Kingdom bullied men and dominated women. In fact, for the powerful, such injustices are not uncommon. But this prince is really an evil ghost in the world.
He wanted to step into the world of cultivation, but due to insufficient spiritual roots, his cultivation was stuck in the acquired realm of martial arts. What is hateful is that this prince got a set of evil cult techniques from somewhere, which is to harvest yin and replenish yang. At this point, he has set his sights on the girls in the city who have not yet left the court.
Using the immense power in his hands, he could easily get the young stove top. No fewer than a hundred little girls died tragically in his hands.
Butcher Zhang's family had three unmarried daughters, one of whom was more beautiful than the other. When the news reached the ears of the crown prince, he ordered people to snatch away all three of Butcher Zhang's daughters. Butcher Zhang and his wife knew that their daughter would die in the hands of the devil. Resist desperately now.
His wife was beaten to death on the spot by officers and soldiers. Butcher Zhang also had his legs chopped off. It is true that when people sit at home, disaster comes from heaven. A few days later, the corpses of his three daughters were returned by officers and soldiers. They were three mummies that had been tortured into human shapes.
With the help of his neighbors, Butcher Zhang buried his wife and daughter, and then locked himself in the house. No one expected that Butcher Zhang dug three feet into the ground with his hands and dug out a spiritual weapon. It turns out that Butcher Zhang’s ancestor actually had a cultivator. This family heirloom was passed down from generation to generation and passed into his hands.
After that, Butcher Zhang asked around and finally found a branch of the Seven Kills Sect. He used the spiritual weapon as a reward for the assassination and hung a Seven-Kill Order in the Seven-Kill Gate.
Killing an acquired warrior and using a spiritual weapon as a reward is definitely a high price in the Seven Kills Sect. It's just that this mission involves killing princes and nobles, which scares many killers away.
First, the palaces of ordinary princes and nobles have some disciples with high levels of cultivation. It is difficult for an assassin who only dares to accept Jianghu orders to succeed, and high-level assassins definitely look down on small tasks such as Jianghu orders.
Secondly, the mortal royal family is blessed with good fortune, and those who harm the world's good fortune will be punished by God. Even if the other party is a royal prince, no monk is willing to take this risk. If the destiny of this prince is to become the future king, his killer will not be able to escape.
However, the most indispensable thing among the Seven Kills Sect is desperadoes. There will always be someone to answer the Seven Kills Order. This is a cultivation sect that is feared by everyone, but for employers, it is also the most reassuring blade.
Pei Feng said to himself: "With such a group of princes, the Shang Kingdom still wants to break through the gate of the Xia Kingdom. It is a daydream!"
In the evening, a young girl passed by the palace. All passers-by who saw this girl sighed in their hearts, "This girl can only exist in heaven, and can only be heard of in the human world."
The servants of the palace stumbled seven or eight times to report to the prince.
An old woman trotted to catch up with the little girl on the street, "My child, how dare you pass by here. Just run."
Mu Jianping's voice was bright: "Grandma, why did I run?"
"Stop asking, get out of here and run as fast as possible."
The old woman's words had not yet finished. A group of people has blocked Mu Jianping's way. The leading servant of the palace pushed the old woman away. The old woman was old and frail, so she could not withstand the strong man's push, and her head was bruised and bloody.
"Little girl, our prince has invited you."
A young man in white clothes dressed as a scholar stepped forward and gently hugged Mu Jianping, and a ball of white spiritual power lifted Mu Jianping up. The young man carried Mu Jianping under his arm and took her back to the palace.
The prince's crown prince came quickly in fine clothes. The moment he saw Mu Jianping, his eyes lit up.
"There is such a beautiful woman in the world."
The white-clothed monk said: "Your Majesty, this woman's Yin Qi is extraordinary. If your Majesty adopts this woman, you will definitely be able to break through to the realm of spirit transformation."
The prince hesitated, "It would be a pity to pick such a beauty."
"What kind of woman do you want in the world? Only when you break through the Houtian Realm, the one in the palace will take a high look at you."
The prince nodded slightly. Among the many disciples, the one he trusted the most was this young monk of the same age as himself. It was this person who gave me advice and taught me the method of absorbing yin and replenishing yang.
The crown prince's hand gently moved across Mu Jianping's face, and the look in his eyes gradually became lustful. "What an exciting girl, we're going to have a great night tonight."
Mu Jianping finally spoke with a cold voice: "You can't imagine the painful way you will die."
Everyone in the hall was stunned.
A long sword then appeared in Mu Jianping's hand.
"She has a storage magic weapon on her. She is actually a monk!" The monk in white shouted. He also couldn't tell what kind of magic weapon the long sword in Mu Jianping's hand was.
Although Pei Feng did not know how to refine weapons, many high-level monks died at his hands. All the monks' storage bags naturally fell into his hands. The gifts he gave to his disciples were naturally not ordinary.
The prince still had a crazy look on his face, but if you look closely at his eyes, you will find that his pupils have changed color.
When a group of servants and guards heard the words of the white-robed monk, they immediately surrounded the prince and stared at the seemingly fragile little girl warily. The strength of a monk cannot be seen from the outside.
The prince slowly untied his robe, and there was a thin silver needle inserted in his chest. The prince suddenly realized that just when he touched the little girl's cheek, she took the opportunity to attack him.
"Is your silver needle poisonous?"
"Yes." Mu Jianping said lightly.
"Who are you? It seems that you passed by my house on purpose today."
"yes."
After Mu Jianping finished speaking, he threw out the Jianghu Order from the Seven Kills Sect.
"Seven Killing Order!" When the monk saw this token, his face immediately turned pale.
The prince was even more shocked and backed away. Some servants in the field peed their pants on the spot after hearing these three words.
The red color in the prince's pupils became heavier, and somehow the piece of flesh where the small needle penetrated gave him a certain feeling of excitement. It seemed that as long as he pressed that spot with his fingers, it would be more comfortable than if he took a vaginal test. Increasing feelings of self-harm soon overcame his reason.
He snatched the servant's sword and cut it on his chest. There was an expression of enjoyment on his face. This weird scene makes people break into cold sweat. In the blink of an eye, the prince slashed his body more than a dozen times, and blood spurted out.
"It feels good." He cut off his left arm with a knife, "It's comfortable, it's comfortable!"
Everyone trembled and backed away. The monk in white had never seen such a terrifying thing. If you sacrifice the spiritual treasure, you will run away. Mu Jianping blocked the door with her sword.
"You can't leave."
How could a demon cultivator who had successfully attracted the source be afraid of a low-level spirit-transforming cultivator, not to mention she was holding a Horcrux in her hand. After just a few rounds, Mu Jianping seriously injured the monk in white.
At this time, the prince had already thrown away his stomach and pulled out his internal organs. As he crushed his heart, his young life ended completely.
Mu Jianping's stomach was churning as she looked at the mass of corpses on the ground that had been torn into pieces by the deceased himself.
But this is how the master trained her. She knew in her heart that if she wanted to do great things with her master, she must overcome this hurdle. Master had already participated in the Battle of Tianyu Mountain at his own age.
Thinking of this, Mu Jianping slowly approached the monk in white.
"You can't kill me. I am a disciple of Ancestor Ji Le. If you kill me, my master will make your life worse than death." Seeing Mu Jianping getting closer and closer. The white-clothed monk said anxiously: "You must be the only one who received the seven-kill order. I am just a guest in his house."
"You are a gift." After Mu Jianping said this, he raised the knife and dropped it, and a human head fell to the ground.
A line of tears couldn't help but flow from her eyes. The first time she killed someone, she couldn't tell what it felt like.
A strong arm hugged her.
"Master." Mu Jianping cried loudly in Pei Feng's arms.
Pei Feng couldn't help but cursed, "This is all your fault, Brother Tianwu. Master will never force you again in the future."
"No, I want to help Master complete the task. I want to be a useful person to Master."
"You should go back to the inn and wait for me."
Mu Jianping didn't ask any questions and left the palace crying.
After a stick of incense, a fire broke out in the palace. Only some women and children escaped from the fire. Pei Feng does not believe in the principle of eradicating the roots. He just didn't allow any man in the palace who was doing anything to help others to live.
Pei Feng appeared outside the chaotic palace. Through the veil, he saw an unkempt beggar on the other side of the street, admiring the fire in ecstasy. The beggar had no legs and looked like a dying man, but his eyes were burning and he looked like he had been reborn.
"If you still want to live, I can give you a pill to regenerate your broken limbs."
The beggar bowed deeply to Pei Feng. "Thank you for your kindness, sir. I have no worries. Sir, can you lift your hat and let me take a look. When you go underground, I can also tell them about your appearance."
Pei Feng did not refuse the request of a dying man.
The beggar stared at Pei Feng with tears in his eyes.
There was only one person on this crowded street who was going against the crowd of people watching the excitement. The blazing fire behind him stretched his shadow very long.
