I'm passing by

At that time, in order to avoid that broken sword, we should have entered the illusion of that woman. At this time, Jun Fu was surrounded by that prince, and beside me was Ying Jin. Killer's fantasy.

"This is... Chu State?"

"Yes, this... should be Chu State five years ago."

"That woman?"

I saw that killer, she was a young girl.

"You saved me, and my life is yours."

"Really?" The man sat proudly in the car, looking at the girl he accidentally saved, "If you really want to repay your favor, come with me."

"Yes,"

I watched the girl transform from a cowardly and kind-hearted cute girl step by step into a cold-blooded killer.

"Yingge, I want you to be my Rong Xun's best knife."

"Yes."

The girl was taught by Rong Xun. She worked very hard and was very talented. Her swordsmanship improved day by day. She surpassed Rong Xun as her master. When the sword in her hand knocked down Rong Xun's sword , she was happy in her heart, she was happy that she could finally become what he wanted herself to be.

Naturally, Rong Xun was also happy. The knife he cultivated by himself was completed, and he couldn't wait to use the knife on his way to seize the throne. He sent out the first mission, Yingge killed that person, but after returning, the whole People are trembling and stiff, she was afraid, she killed someone...Rong Xun comforted her, but the light of ambition in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

In the following years, Yingge killed countless people for Rong Xun, those who became his stumbling block, those who were not good for him, her heart became colder and colder, and her blood became colder and colder.

But she gave Rong Xun her only tenderness. She liked the man who saved her. He taught her with his own hands, so she thought he liked her a little too.

Until that day, her twin sister, Jin Que, came to Rong's mansion. The 20-year-old Yingge was Rong Xun's best killer, and the best time of a woman was spent in blood.But the sparrow is different, like a beautiful sunflower.

When I stood outside the illusion, I saw Rong Xun's eyes looking at Jin Que, and I knew that a big pot of dog blood was coming, and I stood and sighed, "It's so old-fashioned, you like me, It's still her plot, Jun Fu, I didn't expect this assassin's illusion, and it can't be separated from the words love, hate, and hatred."

"That's right, but, are you sure that's all it is?" Jun Fu smiled, thinking of the few news he had heard about the Duke of Chu.

I raised my eyebrows and looked at Jun Fu, but Jun Fu didn't say anything anymore, so I had to continue watching from the illusion.