Late at night, the province of Redon H5, Parcy town.

"Ah... so boring... Is anyone here to make fun of it~~~"

The boy with blue hair and rabbit eyes tilted his head and lay on the bar, looking bored.

Behind the bartender, a white-haired old man was wearing a bartender's uniform and was gently putting the newly prepared three-color psychedelic wine in front of the boy.

"Dad, your three primary colors."

The old man pushed the drink to the boy's mouth with a serious look on his face.

"Um..." The blue-haired and red-eyed boy raised his head, "Congcong, it's been more than a hundred years, you're still so old-fashioned and boring. Sure enough, you should have shot you on the wall at the beginning.

I will be happy to raise my daughter~~Look at the one in Xiaoyang's family, I have to arrange everything for him to obey. Tsk tsk..."

"Dad, I'm a person who even my granddaughter has started working. Can you save me some face?" the old man sighed.

"You want face, but I don't want face?" The boy picked up the drink and drank it all. "By the way, your cemetery has been arranged in advance for you, in the Third National Cemetery."

"Is that so? Thank you." The old man meticulously picked up the towel and wiped his hands. "After so many years, you still haven't changed at all."

"This is the power of balance. You don't understand... The sea of ​​equality will give back the power we can't imagine." The young man turned his cup lightly.

"By the way, Dad, the disciple you took before seemed to have been beaten and injured. He was very serious. Do you want to go and have a look?" the old man suddenly said.

"Just be dead, that little guy is too arrogant. Although he is very talented, a strong talent does not mean that others will give in to him." The young man said lightly.

"But after all, he is your disciple. The former disciple of the Assassin King." The old man emphasized.

"It doesn't matter, the power of evil energy does not care about the body, but the soul. His soul is born with strong power. It is great to be able to reach this level at the age of forty.

Going further down, if you want to step into the six wings, what you need is not to absorb more evil energy, but to work hard on your realm and thinking."

The boy explained with a smile.

"Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. It would be unreasonable if we intervene in the matter of juniors. Let's have a cup of rainbow."

"Wait." The old man gently took out a cup and started mixing bartending.

"By the way, you said something wrong just now." The boy opened his eyes, and the smile on his face appeared inexplicably.

"The current new Assassin King is dead, right on that small island..."

"So you are the strongest assassin again?" the old man said lightly.

"You're wrong again." The blue-haired boy smiled, "I've always been the only one of the strongest assassin."

"Why?"

"Because I killed that guy."

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Black Feather City.

Lin Sheng stopped and stood there without moving.

He looked at the man in front of him.

The other party had blonde hair and purple eyes, and his blank pupils were like the best pure crystal, crystal clear.

This is a tall man with straight facial features and slender figure. He wore a black mask on the lower half of his face and a black gold-edged body armor.

The armor does not appear heavy, but gives people a sense of ingenuity.

"If I hadn't met here, I would have thought you were a living person." Lin Sheng murmured in a low voice.

At this time, black lines slowly emerged from the four women behind him and flew into the vest behind him.

A large amount of strange messages rushed into his mind.

"You are the third councillor Diss? I have already seen the strength of the King of Steel. Now, let me see what you are..."

He took a step forward, and before he finished speaking, he saw the other person turn around and slowly walk into the depths of the darkness.

"Wait! You!!!?" Lin Sheng stepped forward and wanted to catch up.

puff.

Suddenly his eyes went dark and he knew nothing.

Slowly stand up straight from the bed.

Lin Sheng looked confused.

"What happened just now? What the hell is going on?"

He had no idea what was wrong.

"The dream suddenly ended, and I changed the place? It's been so long, so it's really time to change the place.

But Black Feather City should be different from other places... I have been there for so long before."

Lin Sheng wiped his face with both hands, feeling sweaty.

He got off the bed, walked into the bathroom, took off his clothes and started taking a shower.

The warm water flow washed down from top to bottom, making him feel that all the dirty things on his body were taken away by the water flow and washed away.

Wipe the body dry, then Lin Sheng raised his hand and carefully sprayed a trace of flame out of his mouth, blocking it with his hands, and pulling the flame toward his wet hair.

hiss....

Suddenly, the water on the hair was quickly burned dry by the high temperature, and a large amount of water vapor was evaporated.

In just over ten seconds, the hair was completely dry.

Put on his clothes, Lin Sheng sat back to the table and began to analyze and recall what had just happened.

But no matter how he recalled it, he could not sense any clues to reason about.

"Forget it! Go into Heiyu City tomorrow! See what's going on."

In desperation, Lin Sheng simply lay back on the bed and rested.

After sleeping until dawn, the next day, he plunged into the practice of meditation grey marks and blood-blue harp.

I went up the mountain in the afternoon and converted the accumulated large amount of soul particles into holy power. With yesterday's inventory, there were ten units of pure holy power in the temple.

Originally, at this time, Lin Sheng should have been guarding the temple and observing subsequent developments.

But he was attracted by the strange phenomenon before during the day, and he kept thinking about something and didn't feel anything else.

Soon, night fell again.

This time, Lin Sheng adjusted his mood and fell back, and his consciousness gradually became immersed in.

Tattata...

With a dense sound of the second hand, it spread.

Lin Sheng stretched out his body and suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Where is the armor on me? Where is the Burning Sword??" He suddenly realized that what he was wearing was actually the clothes he had just fallen asleep.

"Is it possible??" Lin Sheng suddenly thought of a possibility and his heart suddenly jumped.

He looked up again and looked around.

He was standing in front of the gate of the Black Feather City Temple, without walking in. He seemed to be about to enter. His weapons and armor were gone.

Lin Sheng stepped into the gate and walked in slowly. He soon saw four corpses of women scattered on the ground.

And a little bit ahead of the woman's body, a dark red armor piece was lying.

Two burning swords were lying quietly on the ground, breaking from it, leaving no fire.

This is the first time Lin Sheng has officially carefully checked his previous body.

Yes, what he placed in front of him at this time was the relics left by the death here yesterday. There was no corpse, only scattered weapons, armor and debris.

Lin Sheng then confirmed that the feeling of suddenly turning dark in front of him was dead...

"But when did I get hit?" Lin Sheng squatted down, did not pick up the Burning Sword, nor did he pick up the huge sickle on the woman's body.

The Burning Sword has no burning ability, and even ordinary long swords cannot compare, so it is better to use your hands.

And the sickle is temporarily unused.

"From the memory of these women, you can get information. The man with purple glasses mask should be the strongest guy in this temple. The third councillor who is respected as the King of Night - Dis."

"But worship is indeed the farthest emotion... There is no other information on these women except the illusion."

Lin Sheng stood up helplessly and recalled the scenes in the memories of the women of giant sickles.
Chapter completed!