"There is no blood in killing, just a little red under the sword."
I don¡¯t know when this was praised by others.
In fact, Zhongyuan Yidianhong never thought of having such a reputation when he entered the killer profession.
I don¡¯t want to, and I don¡¯t need to.
The reason why his sword kills people without blood is because the sword is drawn out quickly and neatly.
The reason why he was so fast and neat was because he didn¡¯t want to die.
Not only do you not want to die, you also want others to die.
Then the only thing is to be faster and neater than others.
So his original name was very simple, maybe Xiaohong, Xiaolu, Xiaohuaxiaocao.
The sword in his hand is also very simple, unlike some swords called Peerless Sword, some swords called Wushuang, Zhuxian, Posun, etc.
His sword is a sword, a killing sword.
When a person becomes too famous, it may not be a good thing. Just as when something becomes complicated, it may not be a good thing.
"It's a pity that sometimes by the time people understand some truths, it's already too late.
Zhongyuan Yidianhong did not regret it at this time, nor did he even feel depressed.
On the contrary, I am very happy.
Because after he escaped from the four mountain villages, he saw a person halfway up the mountain.
Like him, he was wearing black clothes, black boots, a pale human skin mask, holding a simple sword, and a pair of colder eyes under the mask.
Seeing such a person, he seemed to see his past self, so simple.
??Simple eating, drinking, and killing.
Come back and eat, drink, and kill.
He doesn¡¯t practice swordsmanship.
He practices swordsmanship just to kill people.
So he was practicing swordsmanship when he killed people.
Until he started to become famous, every time the money bag he brought back from a murder became heavier, it seemed that something had changed and was no longer pure
silence.
Communication between killers only requires eyes, atmosphere, and life.
Zhongyuan Yidianhong could feel his life passing by, but his hand holding the sword was as steady as ever.
Before death, you can regain the most familiar feeling.
It was like when he was a child when he saw the girl he liked looking back at him and smiling at him at the entrance of the village. He was so excited, passionate and risking his life!
Bass¡ª¡ª
Bass¡ª¡ª
Two people, two swords, unsheathed at the same time.
From different angles, passing by.
Two blood flowers spattered.
Zhongyuan's heart felt cold and he knelt down on the ground. The hot blood slid from his chest to his belly and into his navel.
The other man also had a sword wound on his body, and his left shoulder was slashed.
But he was obviously used to it. Even the depth and location of the wound had been calculated in his mind the moment he took action.
When a killer kills, he never considers how to protect himself, but how to kill the other party in the most straightforward way, even if he pays the price of injury.
If Zhongyuan Yidianhong had not been injured, this would not be the current outcome.
But it¡¯s a pity
The strange killer walked toward Zhongyuan.
Zhongyuan turned a little red and lay on his back.
Two pale faces looked at each other.
Zhongyuan smiled a little red and opened her lips tremblingly.
"Huh?" The strange killer leaned over. He thought Zhongyuan Dianhong was going to say some last words, asking him to help bring the money he had received to his relatives, or asking the island owner why he wanted to kill him.
But he never expected that what Zhongyuan Dianhong said was: "I really want to go back to the past, when it was simpler!"
The strange killer helped Zhongyuan Yidianhong close his eyes, stood up, and looked at Zhongyuan Yidianhong who had passed away with some blank eyes.
What is simplicity?
What is not simple?
He looked at the sky again. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the black sky looked like a face crying in mourning.
A few drops of rain fell on his face, like round pearls and smooth broken jade. Then more rain washed the ground, and the fine rain strands weaved a gray curtain between the sky and the earth
An hour later.
In the four-place mountain village.
A large number of players and bandits gathered outside the yard, and the atmosphere was tense.
Jiang Dali¡¯s burly figure stood like an iron tower in the yard, surrounded by people, standing like a demon king in the smokey autumn rain, with his arms folded across his chest, staring coldly at the corpse on the ground.The total gas limit is increased by 100 points"
"You have the master of Heifeng Village Jiang vigorously passing on your skills, and the upper limit of your total internal energy will increase by 200 points"
"You get the leader of Black Wind Village"
After half a stick of incense.
Yinfeng Shuangsha left the house with a look full of surprise and excitement, and his sense of loyalty and belonging to Heifeng Village couldn't help but become higher.
The two of them have just raised the upper limit of their internal energy by 300 points each. Although their level of strength has not improved, the total amount of internal energy has increased by a full third, and their combat effectiveness will obviously increase a lot.
Although the inner energy that Jiang Dali passed on to them has caused their current internal energy to be mixed, and even after Jiang Dali helped them condition and refine it, it still has some masculine aura, which is quite difficult to control.
But this kind of disadvantage, which only needs time to be slowly adapted and transformed, will be a matter of course. Compared with the benefits of so much improvement in internal energy, it is naturally acceptable.
In the room, Jiang Dali's eyes were shining as he stared at Jiuyang Wedding Clothes Zhenqi, which had dropped by 60 points to 11,040 points in the attribute template. He was thoughtful and a satisfied smile gradually appeared on his face.
As a result, this was my first try and I felt pretty good.
????????With the purity and power of this alien kind of Qi, Jiuyang Wedding Clothes Qi.
Even if he deliberately restrained him, not many of them were passed on to Yinfeng Shuangsha.
"Compared to the ordinary purity of the inner energy of the two of them, it is still a majestic inner energy.
After all, one is a different kind of true energy, and the other is internal energy. There is an essential difference.
As for Jiang Dali, the loss of only 60 points of Jiuyang Wedding Clothing's zhenqi is a drop in the bucket and has no impact at all.
Instruct people to prepare fragrant soup for bathing, burn incense and light a fire.
Jiang Dali opened the Jianghu forum to check the latest news.
Undoubtedly, this time he still stole the show, fighting against the thief and the handsome thief, and even suffered an assassination from the Central Plains.
Such deeds naturally spread widely through players.
And the Heifengzhai branch in Luoyang also became an instant hit due to this special method and was known to a large number of players.
More players around Luoyang were attracted, and many people simply dropped what they were doing and rushed from the inn to Luoyang Sidi Mountain to prepare to join Heifeng Village.
Jiang Dali was quite satisfied when he saw such a scene.
The Thief Commander and Thief Saint wanted to take something from Jiang Dali's hands, so why didn't he want to use the reputation of these two people to further fuel the arrogance of Heifeng Village.
Besides, he gave the Love Sword Box to two people.
¡°But he had already left a rubbing of the treasure map of the mechanism hidden in the sword box, which meant that there was no loss at all.
Soon, the Yinfeng Shuangsha will lead a large number of brothers from Heifeng Village to empty the lonely old man's grave.
¡°If anything jumps out at that time, the mess will be left to Chu Liuxiang to clean up.
Thinking of what he was proud of, Jiang Dali could not help but tap his fingers on the table and make a clicking sound. He laughed so much that the house shook, and the bandits who had just surrendered outside looked at each other in shock and uneasiness.
However, at this moment, Jiang Dali's laughter suddenly stopped, he stared at a post on the forum with suspicion, and sneered.
"Murong Fu"
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