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Gan Chai was the leader and immediately stopped the people behind.

Because we were escaping down the mountain, there was still dew last night, and the mountain road was a bit slippery.

The dry wood is blocking the front, and the people behind can't stop.

Everyone braked suddenly, but they were still unsteady on their feet and slid forward one after another. The poor dry firewood was pressed at the bottom, and dozens of people stacked up like a arhat.

"Me! Damn!"

Gan Chai almost vomited blood from the pressure, and roared with difficulty, "Get started, everyone get started!"

The assassins then stood up in a hurry, and as if they were stepping on hot wheels, they all walked around the firewood and fell into the bushes.

Gan Chai climbed up with difficulty.

As an assassin, especially the big brother among assassins...

Gan Chai could tell at a glance that the man in front of him was not easy to mess with.

He seemed calm and calm, but he exuded a lingering murderous aura.

This is a peerless master!

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Gan Chai straightened his back and stared at him menacingly.

"My surname is Song."

Song Ziyu looked at the assassins lying in the grass with a calm expression, and slowly focused his eyes on Gan Chai, "I wonder what you call me?"

this……

Gan Chai hesitated.

Did he just feel something was wrong?

This man looks gentle and slender but not tall.

He is also polite when he speaks, but he doesn't look like a peerless master at all. He is just a weak scholar, right?!

Gan Chai is confident.

He puffed out his chest and walked up to Song Ziyu in a majestic manner, "Brother Song, my surname is Qian, and my last name is only Chai! My name is Gan Chai!"

Dry firewood?!

This name is somewhat novel.

Even Song Ziyu, who is well-informed, was a bit unexpected.

"Brother Ganchai, our first meeting."

But as expected of Song Ziyu, he did not show any shock. He only nodded slightly and greeted him politely and friendly.

"Hello hello."

Gan Chai quickly stepped forward to hold his paw,

Song Ziyu took a step back and glanced at his wet body with disgust.

Gan Chai looked down and said with an embarrassed smile, "Look at me! I'm so dirty, I'm making Brother Song laugh!"

"Brother Song and I hit it off as old friends today. I wonder if Brother Song..."

Before he could finish his words, Song Ziyu stretched out his legs and kicked, and the dry wood was already kicked away.

He was hung on the branch above his head, swaying like a rag.

"Brother Song, what are you doing?!"

Gan Chai looked at him in surprise.

He just said that the two of them hit it off immediately and wanted to have a good chat with "Brother Song". Moreover, this Brother Song seemed to be gentle and gentle, but he didn't expect that this kick could actually kick him away?!

Gan Chai shook his head, with a look of astonishment on his face, "Brother Song, what do you mean?"

Song Ziyu said nothing, only turned to look at the other assassins.

The assassins were stunned!

The man who was kicked away by Song Ziyu was their eldest brother!

This seemingly weak boy has a lot of power with this kick!

Seeing Song Ziyu looking over, the assassins hesitated for a moment, then grabbed their weapons and charged forward, "Where did you come from, you brat, so blind?"

No matter how powerful he is, it looks like he will fall down if the wind blows.

If all of them rush forward together, they will definitely be able to knock him down, right?!

The dry firewood was hanging on the tree and still shaking, and he shouted anxiously, "Don't hurt Brother Song! Be gentle!"

This young student from Song Dynasty is as beautiful as a flower, which makes people feel pity for him.

Even if Brother Song just kicked him into a tree...

As long as Brother Song is happy!

It doesn't matter if I kick him a few more times, he's rough and thick!

If Brother Song is willing to return to the organization with him and stay and fly with him... Ganchai has already started to have messy and dirty thoughts in his mind.

But when I came back to my senses and took a closer look——

His assassin brothers have been kicked away one after another!

The remaining three people stood there tremblingly with their weapons raised.

"My mother! This is not a scholar, this is the Lord of Hell!"

One of them quickly threw down his weapon, turned around and climbed up the tree trunk behind him, "Uncle Song, spare your life! I'll climb by myself, I won't bother you to kick me!"

The other two people also turned around and climbed up the tree one after another.

Seeing that everyone was hanging himself on the tree, Song Ziyu dusted off his sleeves.

Gan Chai was fascinated by it.

Beauty is beauty!

Even the dust is so elegant and moving!

Song Ziyu put his left hand behind his back and put his right hand in front of him, "Are you going to assassinate His Highness the Emperor's Grandson?"

After taking action, he returned to his gentle and polite demeanor.

Before the other assassins could deny it, Gan Chai nodded vigorously, "Yes! But we failed! We failed twice in the assassination attempt!"

Assassins: "..."

They are really blind to have such a big brother who forgets his own life!

"Gancai, you are a slut! From now on, we don't have you as a big brother!"

Gan Chai turned around and glared at him. He kicked his legs hard without hitting the person next to him who was talking. He snorted softly, "I am the only eldest brother who doesn't want you. How dare you not want me?"

What a courageous dog!

"Who asked you to assassinate His Highness the Emperor's Grandson?"

Song Ziyu asked calmly.

Gan Chai was about to speak when he was stopped by the person next to him, "Please shut up! If you confess that person, we will all die!"

"You will die sooner or later."

Gan Chai looked like he had seen through the world of mortals, "If we don't say anything now, Brother Song will kill us."

"How good would it be to die a little later?"

The eyes of the assassins looking at him had changed, and they were a bit frightened: "..."

Is this crazy?!

"Brother Song, if I tell you who instigated it, can you please not kill me? Look at me, I only have a few ounces of flesh on my body. Wouldn't killing me make your hands dirty?"

Gan Chai looked at Song Ziyu with a smile.

"Who is it?"

Song Ziyu asked calmly.

"yes……"

Gan Chai was about to reply when he was stopped by another loud voice from beside him, "Don't talk!"

Several people started to argue.

Song Ziyu was a little impatient waiting.

Ganchai and the others clearly saw that he didn't have any weapons on his body. That's why the assassins just now dared to swarm up and knock him down.

Unexpectedly, the next second, they turned around and looked...

Song Ziyu stretched out his right hand, and a sharp sword slowly appeared in his hand.

To say it is a sharp sword, it is more appropriate to describe it as an ice sword.

The sword body is cold and transparent, as if made of ice, but the edge is terrifyingly sharp...

Was his sword actually transformed out of thin air?!

Are they just blinded, or is this world really so crazy, and there are still talented people who can transform objects out of thin air?!

What is the background of Mr. Song in front of me?!

The ice sword in Song Ziyu's hand was pointed at the dry wood, his voice was still calm, but his eyes were filled with an icy cold light, "Tell me, who ordered you to assassinate His Highness the Emperor's Grandson?" Read high-quality free novels here.
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