[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Yes, this is very beautiful

In the depths of Dihua, there is the Temple of Dihua.

Assassin, the target of Su Zhuoyan and Dongfang Bubai's trip, is bursting into anger at this time. The maidservants kneeling on the ground, for him who is full of ambitions, it is completely impossible for him to have this encounter. It's because the world doesn't accept his theory, but fortunately there is Peony to support him, and Peony... Assassin's eyes are fixed, and he refuses to think about it. It's not that the situation is tense now, he has such a great influence in the Red Clothes Sect, why should he forcibly recruit these ordinary people, and it would take him a lot of energy to wash away their memories.

Tsk.Although there was dissatisfaction in his heart, things still had to be done. Assassin said in front of the trembling crowd, "Do you guys have any thoughts on the expansion of my Red Clothes Sect?"

A silence.

Assassin's eyes fluttered, his eyes sharpened, and when he raised his hand, accompanied by screams, the corpses of the maids in the front row were separated in an instant, and the begging for mercy was endless.The maidservants stared wide-eyed at the tragedy in front of them, but their throats seemed to be choked by someone, and they did not dare to reveal their voices. His body stiffened, and he slowly lowered his head, turning a blind eye to all the horrific scenes in front of him.

Even the weak begging for his own life and death stopped abruptly when he met the furious and evil eyes of the leader Assassin.

His heart suddenly became cold, his trembling body gradually stiffened, and his eyes became numb again.

That's right, such a bloody scene is staged once a day. Since the development of the Red Clothes Sect in the Central Plains has received strong resistance from various sects, in order to increase the intensity of publicity for the Red Clothes Sect, many of their Red Clothes Sects have died. Some died at the hands of the disciples of various sects in the Central Plains, some died at the hands of Jianghu knights, and another reason was that they died at the hands of their increasingly violent and bloodthirsty leader.

Dihua, Dihua Temple, in this picturesque place, is a nightmare for the women who joined the Red Clothes Sect.

However, they couldn't resist because of Assassin's brutal methods and because of the medicine that was fed to them every once in a while.

Gradually, they lost their minds and souls, and could only sink deeply under the rule of the Red Clothes Sect. Gradually, they got used to it, and they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with such a life. They forgot about their parents who were waiting at home, and I forgot the bloody feud I had experienced, forgot my lover, and my child.

Amidst the bloody smell, Assassin lazily raised his hand, this time not to kill, but pointed to a random person and asked, "Can you answer my question?" The room was silent, and now, even everyone's breathing was weak.

A woman dressed like a leader stepped forward calmly, and the panic of being called was covered up in a short period of time, "Report to the leader, my subordinate..." She didn't dare to look up, and the words that she was about to say in her heart passed in a flash. Over and over again, the leader simply said, "Forgive me, the leader. Because of Changgemen's crazy roundup, our secret piles have been destroyed seven or eight times, and now we are even more sensitive to missing persons, so our people really Don't dare to be too arrogant and provoke counterattacks from other sects."

Assassin smiled and encouraged, "That's a good point."

However, just as the boss breathed a sigh of relief and was about to return to the original place, Assassin on the throne narrowed his phoenix eyes and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye. Immediately, he felt a pain of suffocation on his neck. The leader's last consciousness was distracted thinking, who would have the courage to wear incense in front of the leader, even though the cold incense tastes good... the consciousness was interrupted, and what was left for everyone was another body. Fresh corpses.

Assassin kicked the leader's corpse, raised his chin with restraint, pulled out a handkerchief, wiped his fingers carefully, and threw it on the ground without even looking at it, covering the head of the leader who was dying. He looked around , Seeing that everyone dare not look up, let it be considered, coldly snorted, "Do you still need me to teach you how to do things?!"

"Next!"

Assassin casually ordered another woman, and just as the woman's face was pale, and beads of sweat dripped down her cheeks, and she was frightened, a gentle voice sounded like heavenly sounds to them at the palace gate , "Master Assassin! Why are you in distress, let Peony share one or two for Master Assassin!" As he said, a tall man with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs walked slowly, facing the others Assassin, who couldn't avoid the fear, embraced him enthusiastically and quickly, and walked to Assassin's side. The man restrained himself and stopped, but his eyes followed Assassin without moving for a moment.

This man was wearing revealing clothes, but he was dressed in red, with a large area of ​​muscle exposed, only a little fabric covering his lower body, even his two long legs were exposed, but he didn't feel ashamed at all, instead he was frank Walking in the swing is rich and full of charm.

After the man appeared, Assassin's face softened when facing other people, and he said slowly, "Peony, you are here."

"Master Assassin, here I come." The man named Peony lowered his head and slowly knelt in front of Assassin, but when the latter wanted to raise his hand to help him, he refused, "Master Assassin , I’m here to plead guilty.”

"The development of the Red Clothes Sect has been hit, and I have the most responsibility. If I can't do the work of an adult, Peony deserves death."

Hearing what he said, Assassin's eyes, which were always full of tyranny, were filled with tenderness at a speed visible to the naked eye, so he heard him say, "Peony, you have done well enough, and I am very satisfied."

"The ones who can't get things done are all these wastes. They have nothing to do with you. Get up." Saying this, Assassin used both hands to help him up.

Peony is obviously a head taller than Assassin, but she looks like a little daughter-in-law in front of him, and she is a head shorter than Assassin in terms of momentum. Simply facing such peony who fanatically worships Assassin, everyone I'm used to it all, and I don't think it's strange to see him in such a posture, but I'm secretly glad in my heart.

Because Peony came, it meant that the leader would not be so cruel.

Naturally, fewer people died.

Assassin's personality is changeable, sometimes brutal and sometimes gentle, but others always see his brutal side, even if he kills, Assassin can still smile and watch the person die without changing his face. That faint smile can only be seen by people who are about to die, but when Assassin faced his great protector Peony, the change was so obvious.

Although he is still so cruel, people can clearly see his gentle side to Peony, like a mother who embraces Peony, amazed those who have seen him, but he has no courage to step forward to question, but everyone knows, Mr. Peony occupies a completely different position in Mr. Assassin's heart from others.

At this moment, under the signal of Peony, the subordinates who were supposed to be in danger of their lives retreated one after another, but Assassin just lazily raised his eyelids and did not say a word until everyone escaped from this place as quickly as possible. After purgatory, Assassin sat on the throne, squinting at the peony who had let everyone go and left him nowhere to vent his anger, smiled at him softly, and snorted coldly, "The great guardian of this seat will Be human."

Peony lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Master Assassin, my heart and body will always be at your service." When Assassin sighed helplessly, he couldn't help but took a step forward, knelt at his feet and said , "So Peony has been presumptuous, and please give me a chance, Mr. Assassin, and stop blaming others."

"Really, I really want to do anything for Lord Assassin, and I don't want others to intervene. Peony can fulfill all the requirements of Lord Assassin." Saying this, Peony lowered her head in shame, The untimely possessive desire loathes himself, but he can't help revealing his feelings to his Master Assassin. He thinks, no matter what it is, occupying the Central Plains, or attacking the court, or drugging ordinary women, so that It’s fine for them to be captives “willingly” to be congregants. For others, these actions and ideas of the villain are existences to be resisted. In Mudan’s eyes, he doesn’t care whether things are good or bad. It was just one of the many wishes of his Lord Assassin.

These wishes can be good or bad, small or big, but for Peony, they are very simple, there is no distinction between right and wrong, only "realize it!", "realize Lord Assassin's wish!" This simple one cannot be simpler. idea.

Perhaps for those who were killed, these were cruel, these were the products of ambition.However, for Peony, no matter what it is, as long as he realizes it for his Lord Assassin and makes Lord Assassin happy, that is the meaning of his existence.

All Peony has never resisted any task or request from Assassin.

Assassin also understood this, so he was not angry when he heard what Peony said. He had a feeling of "it really is so", and there was only a sense of dumbfounding in his heart.

For any conspiracy, ambition, and ambitions, in the face of Mudan, a man who is wholeheartedly attached to himself, even if Assassin has been different since childhood, he does not want to resist this difference from the bottom of his heart.

Knowing that this is wrong, it should not be like this. For a leader, even a leader who is a supporter of special arguments, such a weakness seems to be blatantly telling everyone his weakness, and Assassin Strangely, he didn't want to resist, and even felt a sense of pleasure.

Therefore, Assassin just smiled lazily at peony's apparently transgressive words, like a poppy blooming petals, and he could feel the tantalizing meaning from afar, "My peony, good peony, since What do you say-"

"Now there are two guests visiting outside the hall, so my peony will entertain you just for me."

The author has something to say: In fact, my senses are more complicated for Assassin and Peony. I can't accept it, but it's hard to say anything about other people's feelings. I just don't know the ending of these two people, because the relationship between the two people is distorted and paranoid, and the people they hurt are really hurt, no Because they are very cute CPs, they ignore the evil they committed, but if Assassin let go of his ambitions and go through a series of twists and turns and be with Peony...that is another very long story, so I will I’m a little hesitant to write he or be, and to be honest, I’m a little short of writing skills. QAQ wants to express because I’m afraid of OOC, so I’m a little... oh

And just looking at the conversation between these two people in the game, I know that Assassin is not that good to Peony, and he is used for various things, so... I have written a little more about Assassin's character. , Du Niang said [Assassin, who is both male and female, also has different personalities: sometimes he is gentle like water, sometimes rough like a wolf. The woman he loves, he will be wild again. 】So I changed it according to this point, saying that it is ooc and there is no problem _(:_」∠)_

So how to judge these two people, I can't say, just let it be

I haven't seen you for two months

I went to compete to be a road killer and went to QAQ