Fast Time Traveling: Ten Worlds Backward Chasing

The rain in Chang'an makes autumn fall overnight.

The Moon Worship Sect has always trained young children to become killers, hidden guards, or do some shady things.Most of these children are orphans who were sold or homeless.

Bi Luo and Qing Mo are children who came at the same time. Because they were smart and quick-witted since they were young, these two children received special attention from Yuan Ye. Make a hidden weapon, make a thousand changes with one hand, no one can beat you,

The children in the same period were not ordinary, and in order to survive, they used endless means and schemes. Although Bi Luo Qingmo was outstanding, Yuan Ye would not care too much. After all, no matter how much talent he has, it is useless if he has no ability to survive.

The two of them are capable, and they won't be too kind. They can live a decent life here at Moon Worship Sect.

Two years later, another group of children came. Among them was a handsome-looking child, thin and small, who was kicked and beaten without making a sound, staring at you with only a pair of gloomy eyes. People panicked.

This child is dark.

An Lai was eight years old when An Lai was born, and Qing Mo Bi Luo was 12 years old. He was already the authoritative leader among the children. She also had an expressionless little face, and since then Qing Mo Bi Luo has brought An An by her side to protect her.

This group of children An An is different from Qing Mo Bi Luo, they are mainly trained to be killers, the training they have experienced is harsh and bloody, every time An An is bloody struggling to come back alive, Qing Mo Bi Luo feels distressed, but there is nothing he can do.

Then, when An An was ten years old, and Qing Mo Biluo was 14 years old, Fengyue came.

Little Fengyue is six years old, with a pair of bright eyes open, she always smiles when she sees everyone.

Originally, Fengyue had nothing to do with An, Biluo and Qingmo, until one time, when An came back with scars as usual, Qingmo and Biluo were not there, and no one cared about him, so he lay dying on the bed and passed out.

When he woke up, there was a little child who was struggling to clean up the wound and apply medicine to bandage him. He often spilled the medicine outside with his clumsy movements, and then pouted his mouth angrily, and then carefully reapplied the medicine.

An looked at him with a pair of dark eyes, and pinched the child's neck with one hand.

The child was startled, looked up and saw An Yue woke up, and was not afraid, and tenderly called: "Big brother, you are hurt, it doesn't hurt, Yueyue will bandage you."

Looking into his clean eyes secretly, he finally let go of his hand.

This is the first time An and Fengyue met, and Fengyue saved him.

From then on, Xiao Fengyue often followed the three of them, like a little tail, she couldn't get rid of it no matter how she shook it, and gradually became familiar to the three of them.

The four gradually grew up until Fengyue was 14 years old, An, Qingmo Biluo was 22 years old.

At that time, Qingmo Biluo was already a small hall master, An An also became a well-known killer, and Fengyue, in front of the three of them, was still the happy Fengyue.

Because he was always smiling, he called Brother An with a smile, and told the three of them some interesting stories while smiling, which also made the three of them ignore what Fengyue did.

Fengyue has grown up well since she was a child. Before she was ten years old, she only had some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting training. After she was ten years old, she began to accept those shady trainings. At first, she resisted and struggled, but all the resistance and struggle, in exchange for But more brutal abuse, and then he gave up.

As he grows older, he understands that if he wants to live, he must learn to forbear, and he can only fight for what he wants, even if he uses any means, even if it is full of filth.

The 14-year-old Fengyue received her first mission, assisting an assassin to destroy the Nangong Family, and that assassin was An An.

Patriarch Nangong, who was in his 50s, married a male concubine, which caused a lot of trouble at the time.

Patriarch Nangong pampers and loves the charming male concubine in every possible way. Whatever the concubine wants, as long as he blows the wind on his pillow, Patriarch Nangong will agree softly.

Half a year later, several strongholds of the Nangong family were inexplicably taken over, and the business that maintained the huge expenses of the Nangong family began to have loopholes, and people in the family died frequently.

However, Patriarch Nangong didn't take it seriously, he was singing and dancing with a beautiful male concubine every day.

Until, he himself lost his life.

Patriarch Nangong's body was found the next day when someone went to clean it up. He was lying on the bed with no clothes on. There was a big hole in his chest, and the body had been cut off.

In a few days, Baiyuejiao took down Nangong's house in one fell swoop.

With this task, Fengyue showed her face in front of Yuanye. However, others only know the superficial scenery, and they don't know that the Patriarch of Nangong was hurt secretly in the early years. It should not be easy to play, and she likes to abuse. Fengyue can win Nangong so much The patriarch's love is not only because of his beauty, but also because he is not afraid of any tossing, can bear it, and doesn't cry out for pain.

At that time, it was not so easy to assassinate the Patriarch of Nangong. The Patriarch of Nangong was dominant at that time. How could the Patriarch of Nangong be the generation with mediocre martial arts? After being poisoned by Fengyue, Patriarch Nangong also released a poisonous needle at An An before he died.

Later, the poison was cured, but Fengyue's left ear could not hear, and her left eye could not see clearly, and could only leave a vague shadow, but these were invisible from the surface. Fengyue woke up knowing all this, or Smiling, smiling in an ordinary way, smiling coquettishly, he said: "Brother An, you will protect me, right?"

This is what secretly owes Fengyue, so even if he later knew Fengyue's unscrupulous methods, knew Fengyue's moodiness, knew Fengyue's ambition, and knew that he was no longer willing to be the little master of the four guards, An An never left.

But now, Qing Mo and Bi Luo could no longer be accommodated in his eyes.

Secretly withdrawing her thoughts, avoiding Bi Luo's eyes that seemed to see everything, she only said: "Now, I don't know where Qingmo is."

Seeing that he didn't answer, Bi Luo sighed deeply, and didn't ask any more questions, just said: "This Moon Worship Sect has a lot of eyes and ears, and I can't always answer you 'soberly'. The poison on Qingmo's body is worrying. , all of this, when will it end?"

Gripping the black knife quietly, "I will get the antidote as soon as possible, Fengyue's attention will not be on you soon."

"How do you say that?" Bi Luo raised an eyebrow.

"Maybe he wants to be the leader of the martial arts alliance." An Youyou replied, his eyes were flickering and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"This, this, this is simply nonsense!" Bi Luo seemed extremely angry, stood up and shook her sleeves, "You still want to help him?"

"Help him continue to harm the world?"

"Fengyue is irrational, and neither are you?"

"You know, greed is not enough to swallow an elephant!"

"When I find the antidote and find out the whereabouts of Qingmo, you and him will go back to the mountains and forests." He evaded and did not answer.

Biluo's throat rolled, and finally he didn't speak any more, just sat back on the bamboo couch, circling his fingers, his expression became that stupid look again.

Zhu Xun was overwhelmed by the conversation between the two, he couldn't figure out what happened to An and Fengyue at all, he didn't understand what An was thinking in his heart, come to think of it, that Qingmo Biluo who grew up with him I don't understand it either.

An ignored Bi Luo, got up and went to another room.

Come inside.After closing the door secretly, he drew the knife and cut his finger, and smeared a little blood on the knife, which was absorbed by the knife in an instant.

"That day, it was you who saved me." Darkly drooping eyes stared at Heidao with a firm tone.

"Yes, see you?" After finishing speaking, he held the black knife upright in front of him, and slowly let go. Sure enough, without the support of his hand, the black knife also stood up and down in the air.

"Let me see you." An said again, vaguely, he seemed to hear a sigh.

The red glow of the black knife in front of him rose sharply, covering every corner of the room. In the center of the red glow, the shape of the knife gradually changed and enlarged, showing the outline of a person. The light gradually dissipated, and a man in a red robe stood in the room.

A flash of amazement flashed in the dark eyes, who would have thought that the bloodthirsty black knife turned into a human form, and it turned out to be such a handsome young man.

Zhu Xi's pair of dark red eyes flickered like fire, when he looked at the dark, there seemed to be endless words in his eyes, but when he looked again, it seemed to be peaceful.

"Dark." Zhu said, his voice was cold.

Dark lips raised an imperceptible arc, "You have a name."

Zhu took a step forward, put his hand lightly on An's shoulder, looked up at An who was a head taller than him, and exhaled lightly: "Call me, Zhu."

The word "Zhuxi" entered Dark's mind like a spell, making his mind buzz, as if something had flashed by, but when he looked carefully, there was nothing.

So he just grabbed the bamboo stick that was on his shoulder and held it tightly in his hand, staring at the bamboo stick with eyes as deep as a cold pool, "Zhu stick, good name."

"Thank you." Zhu Chong smiled cleverly and raised his eyebrows again.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Why are you afraid?" He asked secretly.

"You're a human, I'm a demon, you're not afraid, I'll kill you?" Zhu Tong said, gently caressing Shang An's neck, resting on it, exerting a little force.

He didn't move secretly, didn't resist, just rolled his throat quietly, passing through the tiger's mouth of the bamboo stick, as if teasing.

"If you want to kill me, how can you save me?"

Bamboo made a fuss, cut it bored, withdrew his hand, sat on the wooden chair self-consciously, picked up the teacup and sipped lightly, "I want to see me, what can I do?"

An Yifu sits opposite the bamboo pole in his robe, "I'm fine, can't I see you?"

"Of course not." Zhu Xiao answered as a matter of course, flipping the tea leaves in the teacup.

He took a deep breath, as if he didn't expect him to say that, and after a while, he said again: "You are my knife."

Hearing this, Zhuzhen glanced sideways, not understanding what he meant by this.

"My knife, of course you have to listen to me."

Zhu Xun gasped, "That's not necessarily the case."

"Why? Do you still want to choose another master?"

Hearing An's questioning, Zhu Xiao was not in a hurry, took a sip of tea quietly, and said: "If you want me to listen to you, it's not impossible."

He secretly looked at Zhuzhen and raised his eyebrows: "How do you say that?"

Zhu Xuan put down the teacup leisurely, looked at the dark with his chin resting on his hands, with a smile in his eyes, but the words he said could make people half-dead.

"If you will be my wife, I will obey you."

"Madam, I will certainly listen."