Host, she just wants to be a villain

For a time, the entire area indicated by the compass was turned over by them.

Fuyuan glanced at the person who fell to the ground, and then his eyes fell on Wen Tianxin. She was wiping the sword blade with a handkerchief: "It's not good to kill someone, isn't it?"

"Huh?" Wen Tianxin raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she didn't understand why he asked such a question, "This is an illusion. Even if we kill everyone, what's the problem?"

Fuyuan felt a chill in his heart, and suddenly regretted cooperating with her.

When he came back to his senses, he immediately met Wen Tianxin's eyes. Fuyuan saw her smiling and her smile was bright. If she hadn't said that just now, Fuyuan might have smiled back, but unfortunately his face was stiff now. , unable to make any expression.

Wen Tianxin casually held a sword flower in his hand, and the sharp blade shone brightly in the moonlight, almost shaking Fuyuan so much that he couldn't open his eyes.

Seeing Fuyuan's expression as if he were facing a formidable enemy, Wen Tianxin said: "Don't be afraid. You and I are in the same boat. I will not harm you no matter what."

"How...how can I trust you?"

Wen Tianxin: "You can only trust me."

While they were talking, the three of them had already entered the inn. The waiter was trembling all over. What happened outside had already reached his ears.

Wen Tianxin unfolded the portrait: "Have you seen her?"

"I've seen you, I've seen you, it's upstairs!"

The waiter wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and was about to leave, but she stopped him with the hilt of his sword.

"Keke, sir, what else do you want?"

"Please lead the way."

It was just a few ordinary steps, but the waiter felt that he had walked for a long time. When he reached the door of the guest room, he stopped: "Right here..."

"Open the door."

The waiter opened the door with a grimace. It was really a fight between gods and mortals suffered.

There was a person sitting at the table facing the door. He put down the tea cup with Ruyu's fingertips and wore a green robe trailing to the floor.

Wen Tianxin grasped the hilt of the sword. She was still alive? How can this be? It's okay if she failed the week before. This time she did it herself, so there shouldn't be any mistakes.

Is it just pretending?

As soon as she pulled the sword out, she was quickly pressed back by a force, and then she flew down from the upstairs before she could react, smashing several tables.

This scene was just a blink of an eye, and the person beside him disappeared. Fuyuan's breathing stopped subconsciously. He slowly turned his head and looked at the mess under the railing, feeling a little at a loss. Then his vision suddenly dropped, and he heard something hit the ground, and his eyes suddenly spun. Fuyuan saw his headless body. When his consciousness faded, there was still a trace of doubt in his wide-open pupils.

The waiter had already fainted, and two headless corpses were lying on top of him.

Si Buyun went downstairs. After her memory was restored, her use of power had reached its peak.

This body was already dead, and Si Buyun didn't spend any time repairing it. After all, whether it was repaired or not didn't affect the outcome. It was easier to control a corpse than a living person.

"If I remember correctly, the previous assassination was also planned by you."

Wen Tianxin was lifted into the air. She couldn't commit suicide even if she wanted to. She could only look at the suddenly changed person in front of her with a pale face.

Si Buyun is indeed different from before. Today she seems even more unfathomable and terrifying than the person she saw before.

"Tell me, where did that bow come from?"

"I...I don't know, I can't see her face clearly."