There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 762
Dark night.

A man dressed in red walked into the palace.

The corners of his red clothes flowed down with blood.

But it was strange that no one in this silent and huge palace stopped him.

So that he can go straight forward.

Finally, before the huge palace, someone stood in front of him.

"Stay for now."

The speaker was dressed in black, and his face could not be seen clearly in the shadows, but his voice was flat and lazy.

The man in red looked up at him. At that moment, the other party felt as if he was being watched by an extremely powerful beast.

"I want to see Your Majesty." He said simply, "Your Majesty should also want to see me."

Just as the man in black was about to speak, Ding Kuyu quietly raised his right hand.

He held a lock of black hair in his hand, under which was a bloody human head.

"Tell His Majesty."

"I have killed that man named Qin as he wished."

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In the end, Ding Kuyu also walked into that deep and long underground passage, although the entrance he entered was not the same entrance as the original Fangbie.

But the authentic end is the same end.

The white-haired old man stood in front of his seat, looking at the man in red who was slowly walking towards him.

"I didn't expect that you could really kill him." The saint said slowly, his voice a little hoarse.

"That's because the Eight Desolation and Six Harmonies Solitaire Kungfu is not that powerful." Ding Kuyu said with a smile.

Saying this, he took out two booklets from his pocket, and calmly stretched out his hand to the saint not far away.

"The Yin-Yang Great Compassion Fu of Heaven and Earth Crossover that focuses on the cultivation of the spiritual realm."

"With the Eight Desolation and Six Harmonies who focus on the cultivation of the physical body, I am the only self-respecting skill."

The two booklets didn't have covers, and they looked very ordinary.

Who would have thought that these two booklets actually recorded the two most terrifying and powerful martial arts in the world.

The sage looked at the booklet in Ding Kuyu's hand, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then why, Qin Hui came to Yanjing with the Eight Desolation and Liuhe Gong?"

"Because he wants to use this to exchange his life." Ding Kuyu said expressionlessly: "Besides, he has practiced the Eight Desolation and Liuhe Kungfu so hard that his body is on the verge of collapse. Not much left."

The saint nodded slowly, he walked forward, then reached out to take the two booklets in Ding Kuyu's hand, and then directly flipped through them like no one else was there.

This old man reads extremely fast, it is really like looking at flowers on a horse, flipping through ten lines at a glance, and in a blink of an eye, he has read the first book of Eight Desolation and Liuhe Gong, and then read the second book of Yin-Yang Great Compassion Fu.

Finally, he closed the pages of the book and looked at Ding Kuyu: "Both are true."

"Of course it's true." Ding Kuyu looked at the saint: "I went to the Western Regions at the beginning, wasn't it just for this book of yin and yang great compassion?"

"But you didn't practice this Yin-Yang Great Compassion Fu in the end." The saint looked at Ding Kuyu: "Instead, you chose the Blood Rain Divine Art."

"Because the Yin-Yang Great Compassion Fu itself has flaws. It is not like the Eight Desolation and Liuhe Gong. Even if the hidden dangers are great, you can still gain infinite power and strength through forced cultivation. But the Great Compassion Fu is not the case. Not only is it completely useless to practice, It will even be backlashed by it." Ding Kuyu said slowly.

"Isn't Ning Huan already trained?" The saint asked back.

Ding Kuyu smiled: "He has indeed practiced, and he has practiced to a level that no one has ever reached before. I never thought that he would be able to practice, but in the end he still impressed me. It can be seen that the fear of death is important to him. How terrible."

"But." Ding Kuyu said a but softly, looking into the saint's eyes while speaking: "He died in the end, and he died quite uselessly."

"Cultivating only the strength of the spirit can rejuvenate the physical body, but the hidden danger is also huge." The saint said lightly: "In fact, the legends of these two secret books have been circulated in the Jianghu for so long, but no one has been able to really tell them. The two secret books are combined into one, and you can practice at the same time."

"But now these two cheat books are in the hands of His Majesty." Ding Kuyu looked at the saint: "But I don't feel that you are too happy."

"I probably have no way to practice this martial art anymore." The saint said with a sigh.

"Is it because of the White Head Taixuan Sutra?" Ding Kuyu looked into the saint's eyes and asked calmly.

"You ask too many questions." The saint said sternly, looking back at Ding Kuyu.

"You can go back to your Western Regions." He said softly.

The sage could summon the Lord of Luojiao from the bitter cold Gobi with just one command, but he could also be sent back with a single sentence.

Come and go as soon as you call, just like a dog.

But Ding Kuyu didn't look back, he just looked at the saint, and finally smiled: "Your Majesty, when you took those two cheat books, didn't you feel that there was something wrong with the pages?"

The saint's eyes changed slightly, but his expression remained unchanged: "There's something wrong."

Ding Kuyu smiled and raised her hand.

His right hand has turned a strange blue-gray color.

The color is like the ashes of burning vegetation.

And this is the hand that Ding Kuyu was holding these two cheat books just now.

Originally, Ding Kuyu only held these two books for a few short fingers, but the saint really couldn't wait to read the contents of these two books.

The sage raised his hand, and seeing the same blue-gray like the ashes of vegetation appear on his hand, he couldn't help laughing: "So, are you here to assassinate me?"

When the saint said these words, there was a touch of irony and contempt.

It was as if he had never put Ding Kuyu in his eyes.

"The name of this poison is Ash." Ding Kuyu said lightly, "It was given to me by the little girl from the Huo family. She told me that even you, there is no way to be completely immune to the influence of this poison."

"But you are also infected with this kind of poison, aren't you?" The saint looked at Ding Kuyu and said coldly: "For decades, I have treated you well, and even made you the only overlord of the entire evil world. How do you repay me?"

Ding Kuyu looked at the saint and just smiled: "Your Majesty, do you know? Now the whole six gates are chasing a person named Ding Kuyu, but this person named Ding Kuyu has already come to you, that is to say , The power of the entire capital is chasing a cloud of air."

"Then, some people can do some redundant things."

"For example."

Ding Kuyu's expression was slightly sarcastic: "His Royal Highness."

PS: So fast, so fast, and it's almost over, it's almost over.

In any case, I will finish the book before NO.15, but looking at the current progress, if I want, I should be able to finish it in one day.

Before that, let me touch it at five o'clock in the morning.

(End of this chapter)