[Comprehensive] This seat is the first in the world

The sun moved westward, and the sky gradually darkened.

The dead branches and leaves swirl in the wind, rustling and flying. The buildings on the west side of Xuejiazhuang are completely different from other places. Leaves, summer flowers fall, rot in autumn, and then slowly annihilate into dry ashes with the arrival of winter.

Xue Yiren never imagined that in a place that he couldn't see, the servants were so perfunctory to his brother. This desolate courtyard was similar in style and size to his own, but all the servants in the village knew that Xue Xiaoren had it. Madness doesn't respect people, so they let the fallen leaves pile up on the ground and ignore them.

The clean old man frowned, then slowly loosened his eyes, his eyes were filled with indescribable desolation and loneliness. His eyes swept over the fallen leaves and saw the dust accumulated on the window sill.

The cold wind blew the cobwebs on the eaves, and the spiders quickly climbed up.

Xue Yiren suddenly realized that he probably cared too little for his family. His daughter was unruly and willful, his son was playful, and even his younger brother who lived with him didn't take good care of him.

At this moment, there was the sound of someone walking in the room in front of him. Xue Yiren pushed the door open and entered, only to see an old man in his 40s, with gray hair, wearing a red embroidered shirt, and full of rouge, suddenly turned his head. , and he looked at each other in blank dismay.

Xue Yiren frowned and said, "Laughing man, what are you doing?"

Xue Xiaoren froze for a moment, then patted his chest and shouted: "Bad brother, jump out suddenly and scare Baobao Xue."

Xue Yiren sighed secretly, and asked without any hope: "Laughing man, have you seen anyone passing by here recently?"

Xue Xiaoren bit his finger, giggled and said, "My rabbit friend, mouse friend, they pass by here every day, do you want to play with them too?"

Xue Yiren shook his head, and said for a while: "some things have happened at home recently, you should stay well and don't go out casually." Then he said, "I'll call someone to clean your yard later, don't drive people away."

Xue Xiaoren's mouth narrowed, and he sat on the ground and cried, waving his limbs and howling: "Brother is bad, I am also the son of Father Xue, why don't you let me go out, I just want to go out."

Seeing his younger brother's rascal appearance like a five-year-old child, Xue Yiren couldn't help stomping heavily, sighed and turned away, leaving Xue Xiaoren crying loudly inside.

The crying continued for a cup of tea, until he was completely out of the ear range of his brother, Xue Xiao finally stopped his movements, although his face was covered with ridiculous makeup, but those eyes were clearly terrifying dead gray.

It seems that after his brother left, even the air here began to freeze slowly, and the chilling death aura spread out from him as the center, and the colorful clothes could no longer make him look ridiculous, but carried a strong sense of terror feel.

Xue Xiaoren turned around slowly, revealing the dressing table behind him. There was a long wooden box on the table. When he opened it, it was Xue Yiren's missing sword!

The blade of the sword shone with a cold light, clearly imprinting Xue Xiaoren's livid face, his fingers were slowly clenched, this was the third time, every time the hidden sword at the elder brother's place disappeared, he would find these in his room The missing sword, from Bafang the day before yesterday, Zhaodan yesterday, to the nameless sword today.

The man who released the sword left him a message: "Choumo Yinchu, Qingshui Lane in the south of the city." These words were painted on the body of the sword with a strange potion, and there was a simple picture beside it-thirteen long swords, surrounded by a circle. around the hand.

The hateful potion can't be washed off no matter what.

Xue Xiaoren was terrified in his heart. The person who left the message knew, or at least suspected, that he was the mastermind behind the killer organization in Jianghu.He sent someone to the south of the city, but he didn't find any abnormalities. It seemed that the person who left the letter would never show up unless he came in person.

Xue Xiaoren didn't want to take risks, and he didn't want his secret to be revealed. Looking at his elder brother's expression today, he had already begun to suspect that he was the one who stole the sword. He trembled when he thought that his elder brother might know the truth.

All sounds are silent.

The sky was cloudless, and the silvery-white moonlight spread softly on the ground, lengthening the girl's figure, and a faint light seemed to glow on her pearly white face.

In the emptiest part of Qingshui Lane, He Wan moved a stone bench and sat there in a daze, her waist-length skirt dragging to the ground, with blue iris embroidered on the hem. Under the moonlight, she looked slender and beautiful, like a Fine china.

The senior sister once said with a smile that, including herself, the master accepted three apprentices with different styles. Based on such historical records, it is impossible to summarize the criteria for accepting apprentices.

He Wan was lost in thought, a smile gradually appeared on her face, she looked gentle and beautiful, now it was almost Yin time, and after waiting for half an hour, she moved the stool back to rest before anyone came.

The alley in the south of the city turned and twisted, and in a corner that He Wan couldn't see, there was a black figure crouching under the eaves ten feet away, and had been staring at her mercilessly for a long time.

As a killer, Xue Xiaoren has the tenacity of a wolf. Everyone in the Jianghu thinks that Zhongyuan Dianhong is the most powerful killer, but he knows that others will think so, but those who know that he exists are no longer there.

It quietly appeared without warning like a ghost from the middle of the night, and after a successful blow, it dissipated like a fog meeting the sun.Xue Xiaoren was confident that even if he was as smart as Chu Liuxiang, he would not be able to guess his true identity, because he would not leave any clues at all.

Unless... a haze flashed in his eyes, unless a little red had betrayed him.

Thinking of the secrets that person knew, the murderous intent in Xue Xiaoren's heart became more and more intense. After solving the problem here, he planned to personally take action to take back the life of the once number one killer.

Bai Yuanqiu's guess was right, Xue Xiaoren did understand where a little red might go.

As time passed, He Wan had already changed seven postures, while Xue Xiaoren remained motionless. He carefully restrained his breath, and the corners of his clothes were already stained with cobwebs, as if the insects had already regarded this person as part of the environment. intends to build a nest on him.

The moon slowly slanted to the west, and it was very close to the best time to strike. Xue Xiaoren's pupils began to dilate, and he pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword. In just a split second, he could pounce on He Wan's side and slash the cold blade across her. Tender throat.

At this moment, at this moment, the opportunity that the assassin had been waiting for for a long time finally arrived. His inner breath flowed through his whole body, but the ground under his feet was strangely soft.

Could it be that he stayed too long and had an illusion?This kind of doubt flashed in Xue Xiaoren's mind, but almost at the same time, he felt the danger of great fear, the idea of ​​killing was thrown aside, he just wanted to escape!

The inner breath in the dantian suddenly became viscous, white flames started to burn from the soles of the feet, and the tongue of fire licked his chest at a speed faster than the pain.

The screams pierced through the silent night, and the struggle and pain in it were almost chilling.

He Wan suddenly stood up: "He's already here?"

A hand was gently but firmly pressed on her shoulder, and Bai Yuanqiu's voice came from behind: "He came at Haishi, it's not easy to endure for two hours."

Ten feet away, a figure on fire was rolling wildly on the ground. He Wan stared at this scene with wide-eyed eyes. Then, Xue Xiaoren, who was supposed to lose his fighting power, suddenly bounced off the ground like a jet of flames, and shot towards the little girl. The girl came at full speed.

Not thinking about any consequences, enduring the severe pain, at this moment, Xue Xiaoren only needs to die with the other party.

Sword up, streamer.

Xue Xiaoren fought with all his strength very fast, but the sword in front of him appeared even faster, as if he deliberately hit the vital point.

It was Bai Yuanqiu who made the shot. She sensed the other party's movement, and instantly pointed out the sheath of the long sword, and pushed out an invisible wall of air with the flick of her robe sleeves, blocking all the damage in front of He Wan's eyebrows.

Xue Xiaoren vomited blood and flew backwards, and then, the liquid with the scent of turpentine was poured down on his head, and the strange spontaneous white fire on his body was extinguished suddenly.

The smell of burnt meat wafted in the air.

What is strange is that Xue Xiaoren dared to fight with his life when he knew he was going to die, but now that he was temporarily out of danger, he seemed to be drained of all the strength from his whole body, and could only collapse on the ground limply .

When He Wan came back to his senses, his face turned pale, and he forced a smile and said, "Senior sister saved my life again."

"Before it is determined that the enemy will die, you must not start to relax." Bai Yuanqiu said gently, "Such a master counterattacks when he is dying, but it is very deadly."

He Wan nodded and said with emotion: "If the heads of the villains in the novels have the same ideas as the senior sisters, there will be no such thing as the protagonist."

Bai Yuanqiu smiled lightly, lifted Xue Xiaoren up with one hand, and said politely: "Junior sister wait a moment, let me ask him a few words first."

Forcing the prisoner to look directly into his own eyes, Bai Yuanqiu's voice gradually became ethereal: "Do you know the possible hiding place of Zhongyuan Yidianhong?"

Seriously injured and on the verge of death, Xue Xiaoren was completely powerless to resist Tianyi's "five senses counterattack", and said what he knew almost without any struggle.

After promising the answer to Hu Tiehua's matter, Bai Yuanqiu nodded and smiled at He Wan: "Do you have anything else to ask?"

He Wan said decisively: "Based on humanitarianism, let's kill him directly."

Bai Yuanqiu smiled. The rules of reincarnation missions are that as long as the target dies within the time limit, it doesn't matter whether you do it yourself or not.

She raised her palm and pressed gently on Xue Xiaoren's Baihui acupoint.

Xue Xiaoren, who had been in a daze, became sober at this moment, looked at his opponent, and said weakly: "You..."

"Don't worry, I won't tell Brother Ling." Bai Yuanqiu said softly, looking at the other's expression of peace for a moment, the palm of his hand didn't exert any strength - he was already dead.

So far, Fu Jun's main task is completed.

He Wan breathed a sigh of relief, she knew in her heart how much work was involved in this seemingly simple hunting process tonight.

Because of the lack of force value, from the beginning, He Wan didn't intend to fight recklessly.

The author has something to say: I almost forgot to set the manuscript deposit box time, sweat. . .