The moon is like a hook.

capital.

Three figures stepped forward.

Everyone holds a map in their hands and carries a coarse cloth package behind them.

None of the three of them were very familiar with the Great Shang Capital.

It's not that I haven't been here before, it's just that I've been here less often and I'm not very familiar with it.

At night, the three of them rushed to the target's mansion from different streets.

Those three grandchildren shouldn't have arrived yet, right?

The three of them raised their heads at the same time and looked at the sky, thinking this.

Ten times the pay, one job, and you can take half a year off.

Earn blood.

It's just a task to depose a prince. This task is too simple. It's almost like picking up money.

At this moment, the three of them were all in a very good mood.

Northeast of the capital.

In a majestic and luxurious mansion.

The patrolling soldiers passed by again and again, but no one noticed the figure in black in front of the backyard.

Outside the hospital.

Xuan Ming put down the coarse cloth package behind him and took out the weapons inside.

The four shadow killers, Yanyulou, Tian, ​​Di, Xuan, and Huang, each have their own weapons. Xuanming's weapon is a three-foot-long iron piece.

It's not a sword, it's not a knife, it has no point or edge, it's just a piece of iron as thin as a cicada's wing.

However, this seemingly weird weapon is actually a rare magic weapon in the world, and it has a very special name.

Don't fall into this world!

The name of the weapon is exactly the same as Xuan Ming's evaluation of himself.

At night, Xuan Ming took out the weapon in his hand and gently touched it, just like touching his lover, so abnormal.

There are basically no normal people in Yanyulou, and normal people would not love the killer industry so much.

In the backyard.

In the room where the lights were turned off just now.

Mu Yao walked back to the bed and prepared to rest.

Since the start of the court at the beginning of the year, after the incident in the court, the third prince has fallen silent and temporarily curbed his sharpness.

Especially after that, King Xuanwu went north to fight against the Mobei cavalry and suffered a huge defeat, which seriously affected the reputation of the third prince.

Therefore, these days, Mu Yao has been keeping a low profile and does not want to cause trouble.

but.

If you don't want to provoke things like right and wrong, then you won't provoke them.

It is only natural that the father's debt should be repaid by the son.

The Shang Emperor's actions had already touched the Li family's resistance. The Li family no longer tolerated it and decided to fight back.

in the room.

Just as Mu Yao was about to go to bed to rest, he suddenly felt startled.

Behind, at some point, a man wearing black ink clothes appeared with an indifferent look and no expression.

Five realms!

Mu Yao's back was suddenly covered in cold sweat.

"Your Highness, please cooperate."

Xuan Ming spoke in a calm tone, "I don't want your life, but if you resist, it's hard for me to guarantee whether my hand will be deflected."

"Who are you!"

Mu Yao turned around, looked at the man who had appeared in the room at an unknown time, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know how serious a crime it is to assassinate the prince."

"Know."

Xuan Ming said lightly, "So what? Your Highness, there is no need to delay, no one can save you."

He knows that bad people die from talking too much, but he is not a bad person.

He is just a poor man who uses money to do things.

Xuan Ming looked at the third prince in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was full of seriousness.

The biggest difficulty of this mission is the mission requirements.

Even if you destroy the third prince, you can't harm his life.

I have to say that the tasks issued by their poster are getting more and more perverted.

However, he likes it.

He likes challenging things.

The next moment.

Xuan Ming moved, and the Buluo Morchen in his hand was inserted directly into the third prince's lungs.

Humans have five internal organs. As for the Five Divine Treasures, if the internal organs of ordinary people are injured, their lives will be threatened. The same is true for warriors.

Therefore, it is not easy to hurt people without killing them.

"Well!"

The divine weapon penetrated his body, and Mu Yao had no time to react, and his face suddenly became distorted.

Before the painful cry could be heard, Xuan Ming's throat was sealed, and only an extremely suppressed groan echoed in the room.

Mu Yao's cultivation had reached the late stage of the third realm. However, in front of Xuan Ming, he didn't even have a chance to take action.

Not to mention the late stage of the third realm, even if a great practitioner of the fifth realm is unprepared, the result will not be much better.

Although Xuan Ming has a weird personality and his ability to kill, no one can question him.

Neither can Li Qingzhi.

There are specialties in the art industry, and those who are professional will always be professional.

After destroying the third prince's inner sanctum, Xuan Ming carefully pulled out the immortal treasure for fear of hurting his life.

As a killer, Xuan Ming's level of professionalism is truly rare.

Love what you do and respect your profession. These are rare qualities.

After pulling out the Immortal World, Xuan Ming looked at the third prince's liver and viscera, preparing to hit it a second time.

Unexpectedly.

At this moment, outside the room, a yellow figure passed by, and the sword was like lightning, and it penetrated directly into the third prince's liver.

Xuan Ming was stunned, looked at the man who suddenly appeared next to him, and said, "I got here first."

"So what?"

The man in yellow said calmly, "On the mission, it didn't say first come, first served."

Xuan Ming frowned, as if he really didn't say anything.

Too careless!

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have talked so much nonsense just now. It's great now, someone got a piece of the pie.

The poor really starve to death because they talk too much.

"Fifty-five!"

Soon, Xuan Ming came back to his senses and suggested.

"good!"

The man in yellow didn't talk nonsense and nodded in response.

The two hit it off immediately and didn't take the third prince in front of them seriously at all.

In the dark night, Mu Yao endured the severe pain in his body and reached out to crush a jade slip.

"He seemed to be calling someone."

Xuan Ming noticed the third prince's movements and reminded him.

"So what?"
To be continued...