The silver saddle shines on the white horse, which rustles like a shooting star. When it's over, he brushes off his clothes and hides his body and name.
I am a killer. My name is, Zhuyun.
The name is just a code name, it doesn't matter what you call it.
No matter how skilled and brave the killer is, one day he will be wiped out. So what your name is doesn’t matter at all. It’s nothing more than a handful of loess. You will die without a burial. No one will remember it. Some killers go to all sorts of cunning places to hide themselves.
Keeping his name anonymous, one day, he will disappear into ashes. All this seems so unnecessary and ridiculous.
And I, my only name is Zhu Yun, I am a killer, a killer with blood on my hands.
Killers only have a past and no future. The same goes for me.
I don’t know which day I will die while assassinating which person on that mission. I have narrowly escaped death so many times that the crimson color of blood has made me numb. I have never been disappointed or confused, even though I have no future.
As early as when I was twelve years old, when I took my first life with my own hands, I had already embarked on this road of no return.
I have never had the extravagant hope of stability, and love. In the past, my biggest goal was to live past the age of thirty-seven, a record set by Ruojiu, the longest-lived female killer in Jisi Hall.
Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles.
No one will pity the killer who comes and goes in a hurry in the blood and fire. No one is willing to accept the killer. The killer does not need mercy. The killer does not need to be accepted by anyone. The lone killer never wants to be restrained.
Until that day, I received the mission to protect a person at all costs.
His name is Yang Hao. He is a little-known figure. This is the first time that Jisitang has issued such a decisive order in the task of protecting a little person.
He was very humble. I escorted him all the way back to the northwest, and I gradually got to know this man. As a killer, I am used to thinking from the perspective of others. I know that he values love and justice, but does not neglect public affairs for personal reasons. He has a kind heart and a kind heart.
But he is decisive in killing. I admire him very much.
He took my father and I from the Successor Hall. When my father mentioned this to me, I didn't say anything, just smiled noncommittally. As a killer, I have long been accustomed to being treated as a commodity, and maybe even, the next mission
It is to assassinate the former master.
That day, my father accepted Bisu as his disciple and asked me to teach him on his behalf.
Bisu is a poor man. He is so affectionate, which makes me sigh. He teaches him skills every day, but he never complains about the hardship, but is numb and numb, working hard like a zombie, as if he is torturing himself and punishing himself.
Unexpectedly, I vaguely saw my own shadow in him. So numb and confused, yet so persistent. Gradually, I developed an indescribable feeling for him, with admiration and admiration.
Pity.
Looking at him every day is like looking at myself. After more than ten years of career as a killer, I have long been tired, and I no longer know why I am persistent. His appearance gave me a desire for stability that I had never had before.
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He insists on becoming a monk and is obsessed with martial arts. He has a goal, he wants to kill Zhao Guangyi. He wants to spend his whole life to commemorate the nun for whom he is willing to sacrifice everything.
I can't walk in, or even get close, to his almost frozen heart. This man, this man who is so infatuated that I pity and admire him, I only hope that he can be safe and happy for the rest of his life.
Yang Hao saw the clues. He went to persuade Bisu again and again, hoping that he would no longer be blinded by hatred, hoping that he would let go of the past and accept me. I know that Yang Hao does not want his good brother to become a walking corpse.
As a tool that only knows revenge, he also hopes that I can be happy. I can see this from the look in his eyes when he talked about this to me.
Yang Hao, he cares about me. My heart actually trembles a little. As a cold-blooded killer, even my colleagues in the same camp and even my subordinates in "Feiyu" are a little afraid of me.
I can see all of this clearly. Apart from my father and mother, I have never seen even a trace of concern in the eyes of anyone else.
He cared about me. Suddenly I felt a warm feeling in my heart, and there seemed to be a little sunshine in the originally dark world.
He trusted me, never took authority, and left many things to me. He respected women, and even went so far as to appoint women as officials. He took pity on me, and told me not to handle dangerous tasks myself.
He cared about me, and in the past two years, he tried to persuade Bisu again and again for my happiness.
He doesn't know that in the past two years, he has firmly occupied my heart. For him, for this man who truly knows how to care about me, I am willing to do anything, face any dangers, and bear any consequences.
That day, when Shang Boqian was showing off the jade seal he had obtained by chance, I made up my mind that I would snatch the jade seal and give it to him.
The jade seal was successfully obtained, but I was in danger. I had faced these situations countless times, and my heart, which had been accustomed to being calm for a long time, actually trembled. I didn't want to die. This thought was in my previous missions, no matter how dangerous it was.
It has never appeared before. I know that I have concerns in my heart.
I stayed day and night all the way, carefully avoiding the pursuit of the Tibetan people. By chance, I met the eldest daughter of the Zhe family who had run away. She didn't recognize me in men's clothing. I tricked her back, for him. My heart was spinning.
This thought. Although I envy her, be jealous of her, and even hate her for being so blessed, I must take her back, for him.
That day, while taking a nap after escaping pursuit, I was talking to her about him and his feelings for her. I suddenly blurted out:
Because... I also like someone now, but his status is very different from mine, so I don't dare to reveal it in front of him, for fear that if I tell him, but he doesn't accept it, then I won't even be able to accept it.
Such a relationship can no longer be maintained.
So... I understand very well Taiwei Yang's mood of worrying about gains and losses, and timidity in close relationships...
I couldn't help but say all this, and my heart was trembling. I actually felt a sense of relief, and I felt that the world suddenly became brighter. I think her heart was trembling too.
She and I were finally chased and intercepted by the Tubo people and could no longer make any progress. I handed the jade seal to her and was determined to risk my life to lure the enemy away and protect her. For him, I would do anything.
The journey was difficult and dangerous, and I finally collapsed in the river. With God's blessing, I followed the current and came to his Western Expedition camp.
When I woke up again, I saw his concerned eyes. Suddenly I felt that the pain I had suffered these days was so worth it. God blessed me, and I was able to survive and see him again.
The doctor applied medicine to me, but it’s a shame that those wounds were in shameful places! I have nothing but this pure and white body. I can’t tolerate this hateful doctor touching me!
He, he had no choice but to apply the medicine for me himself. I was extremely embarrassed, but I didn't feel disgusted. If someone had to see my innocent body, I would rather it be him.
The injury is gradually getting better. I no longer want to live a life of fighting and killing without a tomorrow. I have concerns in my heart. I am no longer suitable or willing to be a killer. I only wish, I only wish to be able to watch him every day
I am happy to meet him and serve him, even if it means being a maid. He has seen my body, and I am his woman!
For him, I started to learn cooking. I never imagined that in addition to fighting and killing, I was also quite talented in food! I wanted to cook the best meals for him! It was a pity that yesterday's veal, he, he actually
I haven’t eaten all night! Well, let’s just prepare this fish for him. Should it be roasted or stewed? It’s really confusing! Thinking of the chatter between Kapoka and Zhi Fubao, I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Come.
I have changed a lot in the past two years. I am no longer the cold-blooded killer I used to be. It was him who melted me and changed me. Thinking of him, my face gradually turned red and hot. I touched my shy cheeks.
, I pray silently in my heart, God, bless him, bless him with everything going well, good health and blessings, bless him, my man!
