Muyu Mountain is not a high mountain and has no spectacular scenery, but it is famous because of one person.
This mountain has an owner.
This owner is Ying Muyu.
In the sunny place, the cattle puffed out white breath and gnawed on the plump young grass.
In fact, although Ying Muyu took Muyu Mountain as his own, he did not live here for a long time.
He only came here three or five times a year.
The reason why he took this mountain into his pocket was actually because the winter in the mountain was warm and the well-growing weeds were the favorite snacks of the oxen.
Of course, the main meal of scalpers cannot be grass.
It’s the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder The weather is sunny today and there are no thunders to eat.
The cattle are leisurely gnawing on the tender grass.
They are very naive and harmless to humans and animals.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a huge rock with a smooth and flat surface.
At this moment, Ying Muyu was lying on it, basking in the sun, his face covered by a bamboo hat, his legs crossed, shaking slightly, and he seemed very comfortable.
Not long after, several waves of people came up the mountain in a cautious manner.
After looking at the wooden fish and the ox, they all showed awe.
After bowing, they went to find a place to rest near the rock.
There are more and more people.
Near noon, Ying Muyu sat up, put the bamboo hat on his head, and coughed lightly.
Seeing this, everyone quickly took action and gathered under the rock.
One of the black-faced boys hurriedly stepped forward and said with a flattering smile: "My master is willing to use a pair of Donghai Old Turtle Armor to ask Grandpa Ying to kill Jing Feibai, the master of the Lotus Sword."
The people around him were moved.
"Who is so proud that he is even willing to use the indestructible old turtle armor?"
"The main mirror of the lotus sword flies white, and thousands of lotus flowers bloom with one sword."
"It is rumored that Jing Feibai has trained his Lotus Sword Gu to a thirty-six lotus seed sword array.
There are few opponents at the same level, and he can even challenge him beyond the next level."
In the midst of the discussion, the black-faced boy looked proud and said loudly: "My master is the master of the Lotus Sword."
There was a sound of gasping air all around.
"What, Jing Fei paid Grandpa Ying to kill him in vain?"
"Is Jing Feibai crazy?"
"This is Jing Feibai.
As expected, I have the guts to ask, which one of the people Grandpa Ying wants to kill can escape death?
Jing Feibai will be the first person."
"You are wrong.
Eight people once escaped from Grandpa Ying.
Afterwards, without exception, they were quickly promoted to the legendary rank.
Jing Feibai has been stuck in the golden tenth rank for more than 20 years.
He please win.
Grandpa killed him because he wanted to put him to death."
In the midst of the discussion, Ying Muyu raised his eyebrows, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by a sneer.
"With just a pair of old turtle armor, I want to ask Grandpa Ying to tell me whether Jing Feibai was kicked in the head by a donkey when he was a child."
The person who said these harsh words was a masked woman dressed as a maid.
She stepped forward, stood side by side with the black-faced boy, and bowed generously.
The black-faced boy's eyes were spitting fire, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You bitch, how dare you insult my master?"
The masked woman sneered: "Grandpa Ying is the number one killer in the North.
He only does business once a year and only accepts one murder commission.
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Any target chosen by him will be killed by him within the next year."
The assassination will continue until death.
However, if Grandpa Ying fails to kill the target after a year, he will give up.
Those who escape from death will all benefit a lot and gain great potential.
Inspire and soar to the sky.”
Looking sideways at the black-faced boy, "Your master really thinks that he can win over Grandpa Ying with just a pair of old turtle armor.
It's ridiculous to win such a huge opportunity."
Under the glare of the black-faced boy, the masked woman smiled brightly and said: "My master will not change his name, he will not change his surname.
He is none other than the extremely evil master Zuo Wuji.
He is willing to use half of the extremely evil villa to ask Grandpa Ying to kill him. he."
"Another one seeking death."
Many people were completely speechless.
"The Evil Master was promoted to the tenth gold level just two years ago.
Why is he so impatient?"
"You don't know something about this.
Real geniuses can often see the path of cultivation ahead and know where to go next, how to go, and how to get there the fastest.
I guess that the extremely evil master has encountered a huge challenge.
The bottleneck, I couldn’t see the way ahead, so I fought hard.”
When the masked woman heard these discussions, her eyes flickered.
The black-faced boy was stunned and said quickly: "Grandpa Ying, my master said that if you are not satisfied with the price, he is willing to buy another lotus sword."
The masked woman sneered and said with a smile: "Idiot, don't you know the rules of winning grandpa?
The buyer can only bid once."
The black-faced boy suddenly thought of something, and his face turned pale.
Ying Muyu looked at the black-faced boy and the masked woman, then looked around at everyone, and said slowly: "When I entered the gold level, I used gold to kill legends.
Later, when I entered the legendary level, I preferred to use legends to kill gold. , however, over the years, many, many golden Gu Masters have died in my hands, and it has gradually become a bit boring, and the selection of targets has become more picky.
It not only depends on how much the buyer bids, but also whether the target is interesting and qualified to die.
In my hands."
Glancing at the black-faced boy, he said, "Your master's goal is the master of the Lotus Sword, Jing Feibai.
This person is indeed outstanding among his peers.
Unfortunately, his sword energy is too demonic, and he is not able to emerge from the silt without being stained.
As for the non-demon realm, I have little interest in him.”
He glanced at the masked woman again and said, "Your master's target is the extremely evil Taoist Zuo Wuji.
This person's extremely evil Taoism is indeed outstanding.
Unfortunately, his malice is only superficial and not worth a glance.
Wait.
When he becomes a real evil, I must go and meet him."
Hearing these words, the black-faced boy and the masked woman were naturally very dissatisfied, but they wisely stepped away.
Others also shook their heads and sighed, and no longer came forward to ask for a murder commission.
There is no other reason.
The Lotus Sword Master and the Extreme Evil Taoist are both first-class masters in the golden rank.
Even they can't win Ying Muyu's eyes, and their murder commission will naturally be useless.
Of course, they wanted to ask Ying Muyu to kill others, not themselves.
No one is that crazy.
There were two people who did not move away.
They looked at each other, their hostile gazes instantly shifted, and then they rushed forward in a scramble.
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However, before they spoke, Ying Muyu suddenly waved his hand and said indifferently: "I am not interested in the dispute between the Lin and Huang families, and I don't want to get involved."
When the two people heard this, they were a little disappointed at first, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"It turns out they came on behalf of the Lin family and the Huang family."
"The fight between these two aristocratic families was brutal.
There were many casualties and many forces were swept away."
"There is chaos in the Northland, monsters are dancing wildly, and Baihe City has fallen, all because of the fierce fighting between the Lin and Huang families."
Obviously, Ying Muyu did not help each other, which made both parties feel disappointed and relieved at the same time.
No one came forward, but no one left.
Everyone wants to know who Ying Muyu will choose as his target this year.
This curiosity alone is enough to seduce everyone into itching.
After a while, a middle-aged monk with a big belly walked slowly over.
He had a shiny head and a bright smile, similar to that of Maitreya Buddha.
When others saw the smile of the big-bellied monk, their mood improved a lot unconsciously.
Ying Muyu's eyes flashed and his expression became playful.
Immediately afterwards, a veiled woman wearing a black gauze skirt came over.
Ying Muyu straightened up instantly, a terrifying light shot out of his eyes, and muttered: "This is interesting."
This is not over yet.
Behind the woman in black veil, two more figures appeared.
They behaved calmly and strolled leisurely, as if they were on an outing.
They accidentally noticed that there were many people here and came over.
Finally, they walked slower and slower and did not come over.
After watching for a while, they walked towards the scalper.
They stopped near the ox, laughing and talking about something, and seemed to be very interested in the ox.
A rare look of surprise appeared on Ying Muyu's face.
At this time, the big-bellied monk came to the foot of the rock, put his hands together and saluted, and said: "Win the donor."
Ying Muyu looked away and asked, "When did Fayuan Temple also want to kill people?"
The pot-bellied monk laughed and said, "Donor Ying is joking.
Monks are compassionate.
Even ants are compassionate.
How can they have murderous intentions towards people?"
Ying Muyu chuckled: "Then what is the purpose of the master's visit?"
The pot-bellied monk put down a black rosary bead and said, "Our temple would like to ask the donor to do a small favor to find the whereabouts of a person."
"Looking for someone, there are people in the world that even Fayuan Temple can't find.
Interesting, very interesting."
Ying Muyu touched his chin and said to himself.
After thinking for a moment, he picked up the black rosary and put it in his sleeve.
Seeing this, the big-bellied monk raised his head.
The moment he raised his head, he heard a sharp sound and a huge shadow fell from the sky and landed next to the big-bellied monk.
It was a white ape with a pair of silver wings.
Everyone looked sideways, frightened by the white ape's ferocious aura, and involuntarily stepped back.
The white ape fell behind, panting, and the center of his eyebrows squirmed, a gap opened, and gradually widened, revealing a silver vertical eye.
A ray of light bursts out from the vertical eye The light falls on the ground, forming a picture.
"Three-Eyed Flying Ape."
Ying Muyu's pupils shrank, and then he turned his attention to the scene on the ground.
I saw a giant with huge muscles all over his body.
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His bronze skin reflected a cold and charming luster under the reflection of the sun.
He was swinging his sword to kill a frightened monk.
The monk's body was shrinking from the King Kong Giant.
Ying Muyu said in surprise: "This is the only information."
The pot-bellied monk smiled bitterly and said, "If it weren't for this, we wouldn't bother winning the benefactor."
Ying Muyu looked at the bronze giant in the picture and said calmly: "This person should have just cultivated magical powers not long ago.
He has clearly understood the form and meaning, but has not yet understood the mystery of magic power.
Eh?"
Ying Muyu's expression changed, "This person is not a King Kong level, but a Silver level person who realized magical powers at the Silver level, and defeated the genius monk Kukai of Fayuan Temple."
"This person must be a peerless genius."
The big-bellied monk looked a little helpless.
"Such a genius can only be cultivated by aristocratic families or sects.
The problem is that we have searched through many possible aristocratic families and sects, but we have not been able to find this person.
Whereabouts, he seems to have disappeared."
Ying Muyu stared deeply at the bronze giant, nodded and said, "Give me a month."
The pot-bellied monk smiled and nodded, then moved away.
The woman whose face was covered with black gauze stepped forward and said, "I would like to ask Senior Ying to kill someone."
Ying Muyu: "Who" The woman with her face covered by black gauze said: "Shen Lian, the leader of the Nukun Gang."
There was some commotion around, especially the representatives sent by the Lin family, whose expressions were particularly exciting at the moment.
Ying Muyu also laughed dumbly: "I heard you right, you want to ask me to kill the leader of a Jianghu gang, don't you?"
The woman whose face was covered with black gauze nodded and suddenly said: "Shen Lian got engaged to the Young Palace Master of Beiyou Palace a few days ago, so now Shen Lian is not just the leader of a gang."
Immediately, there was a gasp of air in the world.
Ying Muyu was startled and said seriously: "In this case, this Shen Lian will not be easy to kill.
The left and right guardians of Beiyou Palace are two monsters cultivated by King Beiyou.
They master a pair of strange Gu, one is human Don't offend me and don't offend others, they are an incomparable combination, attacking and defending together, unbreakable.
After King Beiyou suddenly died of illness, many aristocratic families, sects and other forces that had surrendered to King Beiyou rebelled and established themselves on their own.
The entire Beiyou Palace was almost wiped out.
However, because of the presence of the protector Zuyou, the descendants of King Beiyou were not only preserved, but even Beiyou Palace was destroyed.
It’s incredible that the palace is still standing today.
Shen Lian has been protected by the guardians of King Beiyou, which is equivalent to getting a gold medal for immunity from death.
Can you afford the price to kill him?"
The woman whose face was covered with black gauze said indifferently: "I use a secret to pay for it."
"Secret" Ying Muyu narrowed his eyes.
The woman whose face was covered with black gauze leaned forward a little and said, "I know the whereabouts of Wang Zhi's jade
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