When Pei Feng returned to the inn, Mu Jianping was sitting cross-legged in the room practicing.

"Master, was it successful?"

Pei Feng took out the Jianghu Order and handed it to Mu Jianping, "The first mission is for you."

"mine?"

"Didn't your elder brother Tianwu tell you when you came out? You should use this to sharpen your character."

"Then are the good people or bad people I want to kill?"

"There is no distinction between good and bad in the Seven Kills Sect. However, this person is a bad person. Release your power of the Five Elements and you can see the contents of the jade note."

Mu Jianping did as she was told. After a moment, her expression changed drastically, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Master, I wish I could kill such a villain a hundred times."

The Seven Kill Order is actually a high-level summons document, which will definitely record the information of the person being hunted in detail. In addition, some employers will also add some special requirements, such as the method of executing the opponent. Of course, this requires extra money. There are also some

The employer will enter the reason for the suspension.

The Jianghu Order that Pei Feng obtained told a tragic story in detail. Pei Feng chose this Jianghu Order for two reasons. First, he chose the task for Mu Jianping, so the difficulty should not be too high. Secondly, he chose this Jianghu Order for Mu Jianping.

, after understanding the whole story, even without this seven-kill order, he would not let the evil thief go.

To put it simply, the eldest son of a prince in the Shang Kingdom bullied men and dominated women. In fact, for the powerful, this kind of injustice is not uncommon. But this eldest son is really a evil ghost in the world.

He wanted to step into the world of cultivation, but due to lack of spiritual roots, his cultivation was stuck in the acquired realm of martial arts. What was deplorable was that the prince got a set of evil cult techniques of harvesting yin and replenishing yang from somewhere. So far, he has

Then he set his sights on the young girl in the city who had not left the palace.

Using the immense power in his hands, he could easily get young Liding. No less than a hundred little girls died tragically in his hands.

Butcher Zhang's family had three unmarried daughters, one of whom was more beautiful than the other. The news reached the ears of the crown prince, and he ordered people to snatch away all three of Butcher Zhang's daughters. Butcher Zhang and his wife knew that their daughter had arrived.

In the hands of the devil, there is no chance of death. Now I fight desperately.

His wife was beaten to death on the spot by officers and soldiers. Butcher Zhang also had his legs chopped off. It was true that people were sitting at home, and disaster came from the sky. A few days later, the bodies of his three daughters were returned by officers and soldiers.

Three mummies that had been tortured beyond human form.

With the help of his neighbors, Butcher Zhang buried his wife and daughter, and then locked himself in the house. No one expected that Butcher Zhang dug three feet into the ground with just one hand, and he dug three feet into the ground.

A spiritual weapon and magic weapon was discovered. It turned out that Butcher Zhang’s ancestor actually had a cultivator. This family heirloom magic weapon was passed down from generation to generation and passed into his hands.

After that, Butcher Zhang asked around and finally found a branch of the Seven Kills Sect. He used the spiritual weapon as an assassination reward and hung up a Seven Kills Order in the Seven Kills Sect.

Killing an acquired warrior and using a spiritual weapon as a reward is definitely a high price in the Seven Kills Sect. However, this mission involves killing princes and nobles, which discourages many killers.

First, the palaces of ordinary princes and nobles have some retainers with high levels of cultivation. It is difficult to succeed with an assassin who only dares to accept Jianghu orders, and high-level assassins definitely look down on small tasks such as Jianghu orders.

Secondly, the mortal royal family is blessed with good fortune, and those who have bad luck in the world will be punished by God. Even if the other party is a royal prince, no monk is willing to take this risk. If the fate of this prince is to become the future king,

Those who killed him would not be able to escape.

However, the most indispensable thing in the Seven Kills Sect is desperadoes. There will always be someone to answer the Seven Kills Order. This is a cultivation sect that everyone is afraid of, but for employers, it is also the most reassuring blade.

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Pei Feng said to himself: "With such a group of princes, the Shang Kingdom still wants to break through the gate of the Xia Kingdom. It is a daydream!"

In the evening, a young girl passed by in front of the palace. All passers-by who saw this girl sighed in their hearts, "This girl should only exist in heaven, and how many times can we hear it in the human world."

The servants of the palace made seven or eight mistakes in a row to report to the prince.

An old woman trotted to catch up with the little girl on the street, "My child, how dare you pass by here. Run quickly."

Mu Jianping's voice was lively: "Grandma, why did I run?"

"Stop asking, get out of here as fast as possible."

Before the old woman could finish her words, a group of people had already blocked Mu Jianping's way. The servant in the palace at the head pushed the old woman away. The old woman was old and frail, how could she bear this from a strong man?

With one push, he hit his head and was bleeding.

"Little girl, our prince has invited you."

A young man in white clothes dressed as a scholar stepped forward and gently hugged Mu Jianping. A ball of white spiritual power lifted Mu Jianping up. The young man carried Mu Jianping under his arm and took her back to the palace.

The prince's crown prince came quickly in his rich clothes. The moment he saw Mu Jianping, the crown prince's eyes lit up.

"There is such a beautiful woman in the world."

The white-clothed monk said: "Your Majesty, this woman's Yin Qi is extraordinary. If your Majesty adopts this woman, you will definitely be able to break through to the realm of spirit transformation."

The prince hesitated, "It would be a pity to pick such a beauty."

"What kind of woman does the prince want in the world? Only when you break through the acquired realm, the one in the palace will take a high look at you."

The prince nodded slightly. Among the many disciples, the one he trusted the most was this young monk of his own age. It was this man who gave him advice and taught him the method of absorbing yin and replenishing yang.

The crown prince's hand gently moved across Mu Jianping's face, and the look in his eyes gradually became lustful. "She is such an exciting girl. We will have a pleasant night tonight."

Mu Jianping finally spoke with a cold voice: "You can't imagine the painful way you will die."

Everyone in the hall was stunned.

A long sword then appeared in Mu Jianping's hand.

"She has a storage magic weapon on her. She is actually a monk!" The monk in white shouted. He couldn't tell what kind of magic weapon the long sword in Mu Jianping's hand was.

Although Pei Feng did not know how to refine weapons, many high-level monks died in his hands. Naturally, all the storage bags of those monks fell into his hands. Naturally, the gifts he gave to his disciples were not ordinary items.

The prince still had a crazy look on his face, but if you look closely at his eyes, you will find that his pupils have changed color.

When a group of servants and guards heard the words of the monk in white, they immediately surrounded the prince and stared at the seemingly weak and fragile girl with vigilance. The strength of the monk could not be seen from his appearance.

The Crown Prince slowly untied his splendid clothes, and there was actually a thin silver needle stuck in his chest. The Crown Prince suddenly realized that just when he touched the little girl's cheek, she took the opportunity to attack him.

"Is your silver needle poisonous?"

"Yes." Mu Jianping said lightly.

"Who are you? It seems that you passed by my house on purpose today."

"yes."

After Mu Jianping finished speaking, he threw out the Jianghu Order from the Seven Kills Sect.

"Seven Killing Orders!" When the monk saw this token, his face immediately turned pale.

The prince was so shocked that he backed away. Some servants in the court peed their pants on the spot after hearing these three words.

The redness in the prince's pupils was even heavier, and somehow the piece of skin where the needle had penetrated gave him a certain feeling of excitement. It seemed that as long as he pressed that spot with his finger, he would feel more comfortable than if he took a vaginal test.

The increasingly intense feeling of self-harm soon overcame his reason.

He snatched the servant's sword and cut it on his chest. There was an expression of enjoyment on his face. This strange scene made people break into cold sweat. In the blink of an eye, the prince slashed his body more than a dozen times, and blood spurted out.

"It feels good." He cut off his left arm with a knife, "It's comfortable, it's comfortable!"

Everyone trembled and backed away. The monk in white had never seen such a terrifying thing. He sacrificed the spiritual treasure and was about to run away. Mu Jianping held up her sword and blocked the door.

"You can't leave."

How could a demon cultivator who had successfully lured the source be afraid of a low-level spirit-transforming cultivator, not to mention she was holding a soul weapon in her hand. In just a few rounds, Mu Jianping seriously injured the white-clothed cultivator.

At this time, the prince had thrown away his stomach and pulled out his internal organs. Then he crushed his heart, completely ending his young life.

Mu Jianping looked at the mass of corpses on the ground that had been torn into pieces by the deceased himself, her stomach churning.

But this was how her master had trained her. She knew in her heart that if she wanted to do great things with her master, she had to cross this hurdle. At her age, her master had already participated in the Battle of Tianyu Mountain.

Thinking of this, Mu Jianping slowly approached the monk in white.

"You can't kill me. I am a disciple of Patriarch Ji Le. If you kill me, my master will make your life worse than death." Seeing Mu Jianping getting closer and closer, the monk in white said anxiously: "You received the seven-kill order.

There is only the prince. I am just a guest in his house."

"You are a gift." After Mu Jianping said this, he raised the knife and dropped it, and a human head fell to the ground.

A line of tears flowed out of her eyes uncontrollably. It was the first time she killed someone, and she couldn't tell what it felt like.

A strong arm hugged her.

"Master." Mu Jianping cried loudly in Pei Feng's arms.

Pei Feng couldn't help but cursed, "This is all your fault, Brother Tianwu. Master will not force you again in the future."

"No, I want to help Master complete the task. I want to be a useful person to Master."

"You should go back to the inn and wait for me."

Mu Jianping didn't ask any questions and left the palace crying.

After a stick of incense, a fire broke out in the palace. Only some women and children escaped from the fire. Pei Feng did not believe in the principle of eradicating the roots. He just did not allow any man in the palace who was doing anything to help others to live.

Pei Feng appeared outside the chaotic palace. Through the veil, he saw an unkempt beggar across the street admiring the fire. The beggar had no legs and looked like a dying man.

He is a human being, but his eyes are blazing, and he looks like he has been reborn.

"If you still want to live, I can give you a pill to regenerate your broken limbs."

The beggar bowed deeply to Pei Feng. "Thank you, sir, for your kindness. I have no worries. Sir, could you lift your hat and let me take a look. When you go underground, I can also tell them about your appearance."

Pei Feng did not refuse the request of a dying man.

The beggar stared at Pei Feng with tears in his eyes.

There was only one person on this crowded street running away from the crowd of people watching the excitement. The blazing fire behind him stretched his shadow very long.


Chapter completed!