Black clouds shrouded the night sky, covering the entire sky, as if the sky was falling, as if it was about to press hard on the earth. Occasionally, muffled thunder sounded in the thick dark clouds, and in the howling wind, rain poured down on the vast land.
The earth was silent. This was a barren mountain. It was dark everywhere, and the only sound left in the ears was the sound of wind and rain. Only the lonely ruined temple on the top of the mountain revealed a little faint light.
It has been more than a month since the incident at the embassy. However, Long Wusheng was not worried about being found out, because erasing traces of the scene was also a compulsory course among Eight Hundred Dragons. Unless an acquaintance is investigating the case, Long Wusheng is confident that no one will find out what he did.
I don’t know how many penniless people have lived in this ruined temple. Under the only stone statue of the God of War in the ruined temple, someone carved a line of small, crooked characters, which said I must stand out. I don’t know which historical relic was left by my passionate predecessor, and I don’t know if he has become famous now.
After successfully completing Xiao Aman's commission and bloodbathing the Kelda country's embassy, Long Wusheng felt quite excited and complacent, feeling that he was just a little short of getting ahead. Long Wusheng already fantasized about being famous in the world, becoming the best assassin in the world, and accepting the worship of everyone. Whenever he thought about his proud moments, Long Wusheng would even raise the corners of his mouth unconsciously.
Unfortunately, reality quickly poured cold water on him. More than a month later, there was still no one in front of his stall.
At this time, Long Wusheng was looking at the small words "I must get ahead" in confusion. The weak candlelight flickered in and out under the blowing of the evening breeze, illuminating Long Wusheng's handsome face with the same emotion. The blurs and illusions seem to outline the same confused and helpless life.
Suddenly, a faint smell of blood floated into Long Wusheng's nose, interrupting Long Wusheng's melancholy. Long Wusheng raised his ears, calmly held the ink sword, and squatted motionless.
Astonishingly, the gate of the ruined temple opened without any wind. A strong smell of blood entered the ruined temple along with the aroma of roasted chicken. Immediately, a dashing figure came into view.
I saw that man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and suave, like a playboy playing in the world.
When Long Wusheng saw this, he was not surprised but happy, with a happy smile on his face.
"Big Brother."
This person is none other than Long Xueyi, Long Wusheng's fellow disciple, and the senior senior fellow of Eight Hundred Dragons' generation. Now he is one of the most famous assassins in today's assassin world, and is nicknamed Xueyun Duanhun by people in the world.
"Xiao Wusheng, long time no see."
Then, a package full of fragrance was thrown towards Long Wusheng. Long Wusheng opened it and saw a golden roast chicken inside.
"The one who knows me is my senior brother." Long Wusheng was overjoyed and immediately tore off a chicken leg and handed it over.
The senior brother shook his head, raised the wine jar in his hand, took a sip, and said, "I have this. You can eat it. This is specially prepared for you by senior brother."
"Then I'm welcome." Long Wusheng ate happily.
Although they had been separated for a long time, there was no sense of alienation between the two brothers. On this stormy night in a foreign land, Long Wusheng, who was originally confused, felt even more warm. The moment they met, the past suddenly appeared in Long Wusheng's mind like a tide.
"Xiao Wusheng, what are you thinking about? Are you being punished by the master for not doing your homework well?" Long Xueyun walked over slowly and caressed the young Long Wusheng.
Xiao Wusheng shook his head and remained silent.
"Xiao Wusheng, look, what gift did senior brother bring you when he came back this time?" Long Xueyun slowly took out a small package tightly wrapped with huge leaves from the package and stuffed it into Xiao Wusheng's hand.
"Wow! It's roast chicken." Xiao Wusheng opened the package and shouted happily.
"Little glutton, be happy!" Long Xueyi bent down and tickled Xiao Wusheng's nose.
"Thank you, senior brother! Senior brother is the best." Xiao Wusheng chewed the chicken leg happily while talking vaguely.
"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you. Xiao Wusheng, I'm going to Master to report the mission." After saying that, Long Xueyi turned around and was about to leave.
"Senior Brother, is this mission going well?" Xiao Wusheng asked with concern.
But he saw Long Xueyi replied with a proud expression: "It must go well. Your senior brother and I are the assassins trained with great pains by Eight Hundred Dragons. There is no one among us from Eight Hundred Dragons who cannot complete the task."
"Will my son become a world-famous assassin like his senior brother in the future?" Xiao Wusheng suddenly asked with great hope.
After hearing this, Long Xueyun was stunned, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.
"No, right?" Xiao Wusheng looked dejected, "Actually, Sheng'er also understands that Sheng'er has been weak and sick since he was a child. Even his junior sister can't defeat him. It's impossible to complete the apprenticeship and become a real assassin. As for becoming an all-powerful assassin, it is even more wishful thinking."
Long Xueyun gently embraced Xiao Wusheng into his arms and said with a complicated expression: "If Xiao Wusheng cannot become a real assassin through experience in his whole life, then Xiao Wusheng will definitely become the best assassin among the eight hundred dragons and thousands of others." The happiest man in years.”
Xiao Wusheng lowered his head and looked at the ground quietly. After a long time, he said, "But Sheng'er doesn't want to stay in the Eight Hundred Dragons all his life, let alone live in obscurity like this all his life. Sheng'er hopes to be able to control his own life. Destiny, use the sword in your hand to fight for a future."
"No matter how rough the waves are ahead, even if he has to fight to death for it, Sheng'er is willing to do so. Sheng'er doesn't want to stay in Babailong to accept everyone's protection, and then hide on the shore to watch the ebb and flow of the tide." Wu Sheng raised his head, looked at Long Xueyi intently, and continued.
"Elder brother, please help me." Xiao Wusheng held Long Xueyi's hand and begged.
After Long Xueyi listened quietly, he sighed softly, and finally said with a strange expression: "Xiao Wusheng, to become a real assassin, you must have the consciousness to sacrifice your life. Do you have the consciousness to devote yourself to your ideals and beliefs? ?”
"Yes!" Xiao Wusheng replied firmly.
Suddenly, a strong evening wind blew open the door of the ruined temple, blew into the ruined temple, blew out the candle under the statue of the God of War, and interrupted Long Wusheng's thoughts.
"Elder brother, Sheng'er has now become a real assassin." Long Wusheng put down the roast chicken in his hand and turned around to light the candle.
"Well! Are you still willing to sacrifice for your ideals and beliefs now?" Long Xueyi asked seriously.
"Life should be as bright as a shooting star, and the true meaning of life is to dominate the wind and clouds. I will never regret my choice." Even after several years, Long Wusheng's expression remained firm.
"Xiao Wusheng, what happened to the Kelda Embassy was you, right? I went to inspect the scene a few days ago, and it was your method." At this time, Long Xueyi suddenly asked.
"Yes." Faced with the person he grew up with, who was like a brother and a father, and whom he respected the most besides his master, Long Wusheng did not choose to hide it.
"Then Xiao Wusheng, you must have made a lot of money?" Long Xueyi said with a smile.
Long Wusheng shook his head and said, "There is only one copper plate."
"Ah?" Long Xueyi couldn't believe it, "How could it be?"
The cold look of little Aman flashed through Long Wusheng's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "It's just that he is upset."
"Xiao Wusheng, do you know? The Kelda Kingdom has offered a very high reward to find the murderer. Even the senior brother is very jealous of the reward." Long Xueyi said to himself.
Suddenly, Long Wusheng felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and his whole body was weak, and he reacted immediately.
"This roast chicken?"
"Of course this roast chicken is prepared for Xiao Wusheng. I am also the assassin of Eight Hundred Dragons. I know that Xiao Wusheng is extremely resistant to poison. I have also studied toxicology and can identify various poisons." Long Xueyi took over Long Wusheng's words and said with a smile, "So senior brother specially prepared this colorless and tasteless Wuji Confused Powder for Xiao Wusheng, and even a military general is not immune to it. The only disadvantage is that it is too expensive. But wait and see. It’s nothing like Keldane’s reward.”
"This Wuji Confused Heart Powder will make people sleep peacefully and prevent them from using their original energy. So Xiao Wusheng should not waste any effort." Long Xueyi persuaded with a heartbroken look on his face.
"And your senior brother Wuying Silk also accepted it for you."
"Why?" Long Wusheng asked puzzledly.
"This is the Jianghu. Xiao Wusheng, you are too naive. Intrigue, bloodshed, and crisis at every step, this is the original appearance of the Jianghu. It seems that the kittens in the greenhouse still cannot adapt to the harsh conditions in the wild. Environment." Long Xueyi shook his head and said.
As if confirming Long Xueyi's words, Long Wusheng fainted immediately.
"Xiao Wusheng, have a good sleep. After all, I will find you when you wake up," Long Xueyi gently stroked Long Wusheng's head.
The next moment, Long Xueyi's expression suddenly became extremely ferocious, "You will find that you are in hell."
Obviously, it was still a picture of deep brotherhood just now. Why, in the blink of an eye, it turned into such a terrifying scene that made people feel chills all over.
The human heart is indeed the most elusive thing in the world.
"Emotions are the most useless things in the world. What is conscience? Can it be sold for money? In this world, if you want to live well, you must either be patient or cruel. So Xiao Wusheng, please don't blame your senior brother."
"Only one assassin can survive in each generation of Eight Hundred Dragons. This is an iron law that has existed since the founding of Eight Hundred Dragons. Only the last survivor is qualified to practice the supreme secret of Eight Hundred Dragons: World-Destroying Heavenly Dragon Flash, and obtain the Master Respect a lifetime of skill." At this moment, Long Xueyi's eyes turned cold.
Long Xueyi picked up the ink sword, dragged Long Wusheng's body, slowly walked out of the ruined temple, walked into the wind and rain, and disappeared under the vast black night.
Until the last moment when he lost consciousness, Long Wusheng still didn't understand why things turned out like this.
That night, in the abandoned temple on the outskirts of Winter City, Long Wusheng lost his unique weapon Shadowless Silk, his senior brother whom he respected very much in his life, and even more, his heart.
A heartless person is destined to paint the world with blood.
.......
The Wild Western Region, the Xiling Desert.
The scorching sun is in the sky, and the vast yellow sand is.
Looking around, there is no grass growing, just an endless expanse of yellow. The heat wave is overwhelming under your feet, and occasionally a strong wind blows, causing sand and rocks to fly suddenly, making people feel desperate.
Two lonely figures walked tiredly on the hot yellow sand, like zombies, as if they were about to fall down the next moment.
"Si Wu Lu, I can't do it anymore. Otherwise, you can go alone and leave me alone." Xiao Yu'er let go of Si Wu Lu's hand and said desperately while looking at the endless yellow sand.
"We will definitely make it out alive. Come, I will carry you."
"Then both of us will die here." Xiao Yu'er cried.
"Believe me, I will definitely take you out alive." Si Wulu encouraged.
At this point, if you give up, who can you count on? Si Wulu knew this truth well.
"Yeah." Looking at Si Wulu's firm eyes, Xiao Yu'er believed it inexplicably.
As if sensing Xiao Yu'er's despair, Black Ball also got out of Si Wulu's arms and called out softly, as if he was also cheering Xiao Yu'er up.
However, the black ball at this time is about the same size as a gecko, but don't underestimate the black ball. In fact, its real body shape is about the same size as a large buffalo. During the days when he stayed with Hei Qiu, Si Wulu often couldn't help but sigh: He is indeed a wild beast, he grows really fast, he looks different every day.
Originally, Si Wulu and Xiao Yu'er were still worried about how to hide such a huge wild beast, and then Black Ball showed its talent to them: it shrank directly into a gecko-sized phantom dragon.
After Si Wulu and Xiao Yu'er spent several months in the Tomb of the Divine Martial Ancestor, Si Wulu finally succeeded in completing the ten volumes of Emperor Martial Sutra with his extraordinary talent. At the moment when Si Wulu completed his cultivation, the God's Tomb automatically opened the teleportation channel, directly teleporting two people and one dragon out.
Perhaps after tens of thousands of years, the world outside the Divine Tomb of the Martial Ancestor has changed, or the transmission channel of the Divine Tomb of the Martial Ancestor has aged or undergone other changes. As a result, two people and one dragon were teleported to the Xiling Desert.
After half a month of long journey, both Si Wulu and Xiao Yu'er had reached their physical and mental limits.
"Si Wu Lu, look, that's the official way." After walking for an unknown amount of time, the little fish on his back pointed forward and suddenly shouted excitedly.
Si Wulu looked intently, and saw an artificially modified flat road stretching into the distance like a long yellow dragon, crossing the entire yellow sand.
Si Wu Lu suddenly felt a lot of strength and flew away with Xiao Yu'er on his back.
Having the official road means having a direction, and it also means that we are not far from the edge of the desert.
Sure enough, not long after, a lush oasis appeared in front of them.
"I survived, I finally survived. Father, mother, are you protecting me in heaven? No matter who you are, if you massacre my whole family, I will make sure you pay with your blood in the future."
At this moment, facing a desperate situation, Si Wulu could no longer suppress himself and roared to the sky.
I have never seen Si Wulu look like this. Xiao Yuer next to him hugged him tightly. After Si Wulu calmed down, he said: "Si Wulu, I'm afraid, you looked so scary just now. .”
"If you have been carrying a blood feud since you were a child and were bullied. The person you love the most is injured and sick, but you can't do anything about it, or even watch him die in front of your eyes. One day, when you vent it out, you will be like me." Si Wulu clenched his fists and said slowly with hatred on his face.
Xiao Yu'er stared at Si Wulu blankly, and suddenly felt very sad for the young man in front of him.
