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Text 3611 Who was tricked?

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    In a spacious office, Mo Sang, the leader of the Secret Assassination, looked at the figure who was knocked out on the screen with his old eyes. He suddenly stood up with a look of disbelief on his face. Several senior executives of the Secret Assassination next to him were also in an uproar. "So fast, I  I didn¡¯t even see clearly what was going on!¡± A stout middle-aged man sighed with emotion, ¡°It¡¯s indeed ridiculously fast, and that¡¯s Zhang Linfeng from Tianmiao, a monster who has been practicing in Tianmiao for fifteen years. It is said that  Use a sword to kill the war-crazy mercenary Lucius and his one hundred and forty-three subordinates who tried to break into the Temple of Heaven. In one battle, he became a god. Even if we stabbed in the dark, we would be able to confront the masters at close range.  There will definitely be no more than five. I didn¡¯t expect that this time they would come together with the Imperial Bank. "A blond man in charge of intelligence raised the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose with his hand. His eyes were so bright and scary that he stared at them intently.  Looking at Du Yu on the screen, he is full of curiosity and passion. Who would have thought that the one who is really ridiculously strong is the target that seems to need protection. Why would the leader spend such a price to rescue this student? The leader has always been  Even they refused to reveal that such a master, just based on martial arts, might be able to enter the top three in assassination. Of course, in this era of hot weapons, the power of personal martial arts has been greatly reduced. People who can defeat Zhang Linfeng can kill Poisonous Wolf.  The subordinates were not surprised. What puzzled the blond man was what Du Yu wanted to do. It was not a good thing to be too sharp at this time. Now the seven royal families are mobilizing all their forces to investigate the details of Du Yu.  , if it is you, the weaker you pretend to be, the better. Exposing your strength too early will only make you more of a target, and you may even be besieged as soon as you land on the island. As long as you get to Robbensam Island, life and death will matter.  An Tianming, even if this person is the assassin, the other seven royal families will think of other ways. "Xilia, we and the Imperial Bank are allies this time. I don't want everyone to start fighting with each other before it really starts."  , sent someone to comfort the other party. "The old man Mo Sang stood firm. He was surprised in his heart that he had made a mistake. He didn't expect that a student could be so strong. He re-examined the information about this student on the table.  Li raised his head and said to the blond man, "There is also Du Yu's side of the information that needs to be re-investigated. Why is he of royal blood? Why is there no performance in the investigation? What is going on!" "Yes, my subordinates will do it now.  Go and investigate again immediately." A trace of embarrassment appeared on the blond man's face, he stood up and left. "Everything you saw today, especially about Zhang Linfeng being beaten out, must be kept strictly confidential. I believe that the Imperial Bank will not  Tell us such a shameful thing, otherwise we will be in trouble once the seven royal families become wary!" Mo Sang, with a serious face, waved his hand to the others, and everyone nodded in agreement. One of his subordinates hesitated.  He said at once, "Sir, when we were at the airport, the target had a confrontation with Lord Jehovah's bodyguard Garcia. It was Lord Jehovah himself who came forward to prevent further conflicts. However, the target was not timid in the face of a professional mercenary like Garcia."  The matter is still spreading among the seven royal families. There are rumors that the target is the dark chess that we, the assassin, have cultivated for many years, in order to seize the secret treasure of the first generation emperor. It is said that we, the assassin, are stealing it!  " "What a headache, what on earth does he want to do!  "The old man Mo Sang took a deep breath and rubbed his temples with a hint of melancholy. He had already made Ansa passive by forcing it in, but the other party was still so sharp that he almost wanted to shout at everyone.  , Come and beat me up! Can't you go through the process honestly? As long as you finally land on the island, everything will be over. In fact, the seven royal families don't know that they don't value this young student as much as they think.  While executing a secret order handed down from generation to generation by an assassin, which is a secret order that every generation of assassin leaders are confused about and full of speculations, His Majesty, the first emperor of Falcon, ordered to save a young man three hundred years later, saying  It sounds absurd, but the secret order from the emperor must be carried out no matter how absurd it is! And only the leader of the Dark Assassin knew that when the first generation emperor handed down this secret order, he also pointed out that this young man was the future master of the Assassin and would lead it!  The Dark Assassin opened up new opportunities. The emperor's mysterious and mysterious secret order made all the Dark Assassin leaders swear to abide by it. Of course, in fact, just such an unknown secret order cannot make the Dark Assassin wait with all his heart for three hundred years.  The only thing that kills people is the interests, which are enough to make the assassins abide by their oaths. The first emperor of Falcon, who knows people's hearts well, has come up with something that is enough to make all the assassin leaders of the past generations excited. It is a set of famous weapons from the rumors.  The technique evolved from the discarded sword and stone of Tianmiao. It has always been just a secret assassin who gave people despicable assassination skills. With this technique, he became one of the few masters in the mainland and a true martial arts master. However, this technique has a fatal weakness.  That is, before the age of thirty, people will become violent.? Rapid progress, after the age of thirty, the practitioner's life will decline rapidly, but it is impossible to stop. Once this set of exercises is practiced, one will turn oneself into a person who unconsciously absorbs the vitality.  Vortex, a skill that takes fifty years for others to possess, can be possessed by practitioners at the age of thirty, because the vitality of the other twenty years has been compressed and absorbed into the body. However, the vitality is limited and exceeds the limit of vitality.  will begin to rapidly consume their own vitality, just like Mo Sang in front of them, who looks to be over sixty years old. In fact, Mo Li's real age is only forty-one. If they were standing together, who would think that they are pale and pale?  Mo Sang and the middle-aged Jehovah are the same age!  At this moment, the door opened, and a middle-level assassin walked in hurriedly, reporting, "Sir, the target wants to see you." "Take him to the secret room hall." The old man Mo Sang hesitated for a moment, practicing this secret technique.  No assassin leader can live beyond the age of fifty. This has been a pain in the ass for all generations of assassins. He doesn¡¯t want to die, he wants to live. The assassin leaders of all generations have died suddenly and suddenly, as if they had been sucked out of their life force.  , who was originally only in his forties, is indeed an old man in his nineties, so the moment he chose to become the leader of the Dark Assassin, it was equivalent to choosing death. The Dark Assassin was crazy and twisted in the empire era,  It is cruel. A person who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts and then quickly sees himself aging rapidly day by day cannot be normal in his heart. Therefore, Ansa is notorious, but Ansa still abides by his three-hundred-year oath.  Because they hope to get rid of the curse one day, but in reality, the Mosang generation three hundred years later, with the increasing advancement of science and technology, modern science is still helpless about the decline of their own bodies. Regarding this statement three hundred years ago,  , Mo Sang no longer believed that such a secret technique should have appeared in this world. He had entered the late stage of death and could smell the approaching death breath every day. He could only stay in Luo Luo  The area around Bensam Island can make such death come slower. This is why the assassin chose to use the area around Robbensam Island as his base camp in the later stage.  He didn't say anything about it, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little shaken in his heart. Could it be that this young man really had a special ability that could prevent him from aging rapidly?  It¡¯s impossible. Only the practitioners know how terrifying this set of exercises is. It¡¯s too heaven-defying and shouldn¡¯t appear in this world at all. But think about the opponent¡¯s casual attack on Zhang Linfeng of the Feitian Temple. It seems to be swift and powerful.  With a somewhat familiar technique, the old man Mo Sang couldn't help but be moved in his heart. Zhang Linfeng was known as a martial arts wizard when he was fifteen years old and the most outstanding walker in Tianmiao. Although he has only entered his thirties now,  Years old, but it is said that he is only one step away from the Grand Master level. This time, even the seven royal families did not dare to neglect him on behalf of the Tianmiao. Mo Sang believed that he was at his peak and wanted to defeat Zhang Linfeng with one move.  It is also very difficult to do, not to mention now. In the first ten minutes, he was able to overpower Zhang Linfeng and beat him. In the next ten minutes, he was afraid that he would be overpowered and beaten by Zhang Linfeng. This was because the strongest set of the abandoned sword stone technique in Tianmiao was too testing.  Harsh, driving countless martial arts geniuses crazy for more than two hundred years. In the end, Tianmiao announced that it had abandoned the Abandoned Sword Stone test. The Abandoned Sword Stone became more of a viewing point, but instead a secret thorn in the improved skills passed down from generation to generation.  , you don¡¯t need to go through the perverted test of abandoning the sword and stone. You can master it as long as you practice, and the power even exceeds the orthodox Tianmiao, but the sequelae are too great and unbearable Could it be that this young man has practiced the same skill?  Law!  The old man Mo Sang's heart was a little excited. The unexpected royal bloodline, the unexpected skills of the same clan What other secrets does this young man have?  The assassin's secret room hall is not a secret room in the true sense. As time progresses, so does the assassin. Especially in the decades after the collapse of the empire, with the changes in the world structure, the intelligence system of the assassin has greatly improved.  Parts have been cut off or become self-reliant. The Dark Thorn that was once known as the Shadow of the Empire has long been a historical term. Now the Dark Thorn has been transformed into a famous mercenary organization on the mainland. The huge floor-to-ceiling glass is transparent and bright, and the golden sunlight at dusk comes from  The sea level shines from a distance, and the indoor layout is not too complicated. The huge light screens full of technology turn the surrounding walls into virtual palaces. On the walls of the room are hung oil paintings of more than a dozen lucky people, and their clothes vary from  It exists from the imperial era to modern times, and it is the portrait that secretly stabs the leaders of the past. "It is indeed true. The source of the depleted spiritual energy I felt in the training room should come from this person. It seems that I should have mastered some kind of skill at the beginning."  The Dharma was passed on to Ansa to ensure the execution of this order by Ansa." Du Yu's eyes fell on the old man who walked into the secret room door in front of him. The tall and thin old man stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes as sharp as knives.  Looking at myself through the narrowed slits of my eyes,The whole body exudes some kind of indescribable domineering and evil spirit, which is chilling to see.  Du Yu met his gaze without any hesitation, and a smile full of deep meaning appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Are you the assassin leader of this generation?" "Haha, as expected, heroes come from youth!" The old man was Mo Sang, who was full of enthusiasm for the other party.  Challenging words, not angry but smiling, "Although I have read thousands of people, I have only seen a person like you who suddenly looks like a dragon or a tiger. I originally thought you were a reckless person, but just now  The moment I saw you, I knew I had made a mistake. You just wanted to see me in the first place, so that¡¯s why you made such a big fuss.  Satisfactory answer, even if I ordered the assassin to save you, I will still order you to be dealt with. This involves the dignity of the assassin!" The corners of the old man Mo Sang's mouth curled up slightly. On the surface, there was no movement at all, but there was an inexplicable feeling.  The momentum rose to the peak in an instant, and the murderous intent was fierce. As the words fell, the heavy energy surged on Mo Sang's body like waves, like a sickle, like a sharp blade, and a whine sounded in the originally sealed chamber space.  There was a sound of wind and the sound of tearing in the air. Several pages of documents on the table were rolled up by the wind and exploded in the air. Countless scraps of paper were flying in the sky. A bench had its legs cut off.  When he fell down, he turned into pieces. "I bet you can't stay in this state for a minute. If it lasts more than a minute, I can help you collect your body tomorrow morning!" Du Yu laughed out loud, a pair of tiger eyes shooting out sharp expressions.  Light, Yuanting Yuzhi stood proudly and said calmly. The spiritual energy that suddenly exploded on the other party confirmed his guess. He had found that person by himself. The nearly exhausted spiritual energy on the other party had turned dark black. That was  Feeling that his vitality was losing, he felt a spiritual energy shaking in the training room. This was left by someone who had been practicing in the forging room for many years. But this spiritual energy was different from other spiritual energy. The source of this breath was like a remnant in the wind.  The candle is completely supported by life force, and it may be extinguished at any time with the same weakness. This is the forging collection room of Dark Thorn. Luo Musheng's status in Dark Thorn should not be low, but even Luo Musheng does not dare to touch the forging collection.  Things, indicating that this collection room most likely belongs to the leader of the Dark Thorn, and only the leader of the Dark Thorn is qualified to enter here. The leader of the Dark Thorn is a spiritual energy practitioner. This is enough to surprise Du Yu. This is what he left behind in the first place.  Backhand?  But that's right, if there is no means enough to make the assassin obey, who will take such an order seriously in three hundred years? Since it is the back-up he left behind, there must be other valuable ones.  He must meet the leader of the assassination. But think about it, it is not easy to see the leader of the assassination. So Du Yu quickly found a reason to make the other party agree to see him. For example, he could fly away with one move.  Although the middle-aged man who looked like a fairy did not know the identity of the middle-aged man, Du Yu immediately smelled the aura of a Tianmiao cultivator from the aura emanating from him, but compared to the original Tianmiao  The high priest, this middle-aged man is still far behind, otherwise this middle-aged man would not be able to leave the Holy Mountain of Tianmiao at all, but as long as he is a member of the Tianmiao family, he is a scum in front of Du Yu. The high priest of Tianmiao was not good at that time  , the one in front of him is even worse. With just the mobilization of spiritual energy, Du Yu used the long sword as a medium to control the spiritual energy in the opponent's body immediately, and then let the opponent's body cultivate in the temple for many years.  A bit of spiritual energy flew out of control. The middle-aged man was caught off guard and frightened. His body was like a sharp knife. Facing Du Yu's huge impact, he had no room for resistance at all and was directly knocked away.  However, Du Yu did not intend to destroy the other party, he just disrupted the other party's aura and meridians, which can be recovered after a period of cultivation. "How did you know!" After hearing Du Yu's words, the old man Mo Sang swayed, and the roar of the secret room space  The sound of the wind suddenly disappeared, and the evil sharp eyes finally showed surprise, and his face turned pale. The most vulnerable place in his heart was here. The other party actually knew that he would die because of excessive mobilization of power This had already aroused his murderous intention. If  The outside world knows that he, the leader of the assassination, has reached the stage of dying. His so-called strength is already strong but he is weak. His peak state can only last less than a minute. Those seven royal families who have scruples about the assassination will definitely not hesitate.  Hesitantly joined forces to uproot the assassin. Over the years, the assassin has offended countless people, not to mention that in order to keep the emperor's secret, it made the seven royal families hate him to the core. "I remember that there is a secret code passed down by the leader of the assassin.  In other words, the cat only has its owner in its eyes!" Du Yu curled his lips naturally and looked at the oil painting behind the old man Mo Sang without looking at Mo Sang.With an extremely shocked old face, he walked straight towards the oil painting in the middle. It was an authentic work handed down from the imperial era. The frame alone was inlaid with hundreds of diamonds, full of the luxury and jewels of that era. Those were two  A bright and flower-like woman in palace attire, she is between twenty-seven and eighty-year-old, with slightly wavy hair, crescent-like dark eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes, a pretty nose, and a flawless face.  Her face is very beautiful, and her skin, as crystal clear as snow jade, is exposed outside the palace attire. She is leaning on a bench, and her figure is as graceful as a Luo Shen emerging from the water. But the more she looks at her, the more indescribable she feels.  The beauty becomes more dazzling and eerie.  The other is a girl holding a white Persian cat. She is only 17 or 18 years old. She has a gorgeous appearance. Standing next to her gives people an out-of-place coldness. She is the portrait of the two girls of the big master and the little master.  , Du Yu stretched out his hand towards the oil painting. He personally ordered the imperial painter to paint this painting, and it has been hanging in the hall of the assassination headquarters. Except for the big boss and himself, almost no one knows the real secret of this painting. In front of his finger, directly  It was the high chest of the girl in the portrait, "How dare you!" Such an obscene action made even the old man Mo Sang glare with angry eyes and stretched out his hand angrily. A strange light flashed in Du Yu's eyes, and Mo Sang suddenly felt his whole body  He was shocked and wanted to move, but suddenly found that his whole body could not move. Mo Sang's heart immediately ached, and the look he looked at Du Yu contained anger.  what happened!  What's wrong with my body? Could it be that the performance just now caused a backlash?  Du Yu's hand fell on the portrait, and his whole person seemed to be different instantly. A fierce momentum suddenly burst out from his body, surrounding the surroundings. There was a muffled roar echoing in the secret room. The position where the finger fell was not that of the girl.  Instead, it was the right eye of the white golden cat that was close to the girl's chest. As if by magic, the right eye of the golden cat actually made a "click" sound and was pressed in like a button.  In the painting, with the sound of the mechanical spring clicking, a scroll popped out from the deep cat's eye position. "What is this situation?" Mo Sang was completely confused. As the leader of the assassination, of course he knew the secret words passed down through the ages.  There is a sentence in the book that only the owner is in the eyes of a cat, but this sentence is meaningless. Except for the first-generation family bosses, almost no one knows the meaning of this sentence. Moreover, this seemingly proverb-like code phrase itself is not clear.  There is nothing special about it, but I didn¡¯t expect that the real secret is here!  The old man Mo Sang felt that he was going crazy today. This mysterious young man made him feel at a loss. "The first emperor left his portrait and a secret order in it as a voucher to ensure that the royal family  In the event of a split, the orthodox side can get full assistance from the Dark Assassin." Du Yu said with a wry smile on his face. This was to deal with the back-up of the descendants' struggle for royal power. No one can guarantee that their descendants will not end up in the struggle for royal power.  According to the revelation of the secret order hidden in the cat's eye of the Qing royal family, Du Yu created this secret order hidden in the cat's eye. In fact, it is orthodox proof. If there is civil strife in the royal family, who can take out this secret order from the portrait of the assassination headquarters?  The emperor's secret order can be supported by the secret assassin. But what makes Du Yu happy is that this portrait is complete. The Persian cat has been lying peacefully in the little master's arms for three hundred years. There is no trace of the secret order in the cat's eyes being taken out.  , This shows that the struggle for royal power among his descendants should still be controlled within a certain range, and has not erupted to the extent that a secret order is really needed to cleanse everything. Du Yu reached out and took out the scroll from the cat's eye. Three hundred years later,  It is almost invisible on the scroll, but it seems to have been well preserved in the oil painting. First, I took out the cloth cover with the seal of my Falcon Ring, and then slowly unfolded the portrait of the emperor. From three hundred years later,  Looking at himself, Du Yu took a deep breath, greetings from three hundred years later, what should he say?  "This is the heraldic ring of a generation of emperors!" The old man Mo Sang's eyes immediately fell on the heraldic ring in the shape of a falcon's wings. His face turned pale and he took a few steps back in shock.  The number of heraldic rings of a generation of emperors is extremely rare. As a magical item used by the emperor to mobilize the army, it had the highest status. Then with the death of the first emperor of Falcon, it is said that they were all buried in the grave. Even the current Falcon royal family has  It was gone, but now it suddenly appeared in front of him. Seeing this ring, the old man Mo Sang could already guess who was on that painting. Who else could the owner of the dark thorn be, besides the first emperor himself?  "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that I can save you!" Du Yu spread out the portrait in his hand, and the smile at the corner of his mouth froze. The emperor in the portrait was wearing armor, with a cold light of iron armor, and an emperor's robe on his head.?The most famous imperial crown, wearing a large red cloak, standing on the royal palace, the imperial falcon flag flying above his head, flanked by the scene of the empire's rumored ministers kneeling on one knee. The picture is very majestic,  It was definitely painted by the palace master. It was just the appearance of the emperor in his hand. Du Yu had already gasped. The emperor's appearance was his own, lifelike and exactly the same. Yes, it was his current appearance, not Falcon Dustin's.  "I'm going, what's going on!" Du Yu couldn't help but cursed, "Who is cheating me!"  "Oh my God, His Majesty the Emperor!" Next to him was the sound of Mo Sang kneeling on the ground.
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