Vol 2 Chapter 1257: Darkmoon Assassin

She was both shy and sweet and content.
"I don't know, one day after you see my true face, will you have a new idea?" Yan Yu had a strong expectation in her heart.
Speaking of which, Xia Qingchen had never seen her true face.
Xia Qingchen knew nothing about what she looked like...
Liulidu, a teahouse box.
Outside in the ice and snow, the room was heated, a lazy, tight-fitting woman in black, leaning on the window of the teahouse, looking at the passing pedestrians on the street.
Suddenly, a passing handsome younger brother unexpectedly glanced at him, stopped and looked up, whistling lightly: "Little girl!"
The woman in black looked down, her facial features were handsome, especially her eyes were full of charm.
She glanced at random, and she gave birth to thousands of styles and charmed people in the invisible.
With only one eye contact, the handsome young man suddenly straightened his eyes, then twitched, and finally fell to the ground with a puff.
The seven tricks bleed, and the blood in the mouth is also mixed with white saliva.
"Boring." The woman in black jumped out of the window and yawned for a long time.
She is an assassin of Dark Moon, named Dead Moon.
Dark moon assassins usually have no name, they are born with codenames, and life or death is a codename that accompanies life.
Only one kind of person can get the name.
That's... Heavenly Assassin!
To be able to reach the celestial level, one condition must be met—successful assassination of more than one strong player in the later stage of Xiaoyue.
Death Moon is one of them.
Not long ago, she successfully assassinated the Patriarch of the Yuanshi Refining Medicine Family, the second-ranking refining medicine family in Zhongyunjing.
Its successful assassination made her a celestial assassin who got her name!
Its name is the dead moon, the meaning is the dead soul under the moon!
Creak--
The door opened at this time, and a middle-aged man wearing a cloak of looks and wearing a wicker hat made his way into the gate.
The snow on his hats quickly melted into water in the warm airflow of the box, and meandered down the hats.
"Finally?" Dead Moon smiled lazily, took out a black metal card, and threw it in front of him: "This time, who do you want to kill?"
The middle-aged man took off his hat, revealing a wrinkled, gray-haired face.
If Xia Qingchen is here, he must be able to recognize that he is no one else, but Zhou Bingkun, the head of Zhongyunjing's First Refining Medicine Family!
He held a black-veiled thing in his arms and sat down at the table.
"Are you sure?" Zhou Bingkun said coldly.
Dead Moon languidly said: "You have spent all your money, please come to me, just to ask me a sentence, are you sure?"
Zhou Bingkun said in a deep voice: "That person is no longer the same as before, not comparable to the original clan chiefs."
However, the original clan chief, Zhou Bingkun, was asked to die by the death month.
The Yuan clan became the only cooperating force with Tingxuelou and quickly mastered the refining and selling rights of the dragon tattoo.
Even the remaining secret medicines of Xuelou were all sold together.
In just a few months, the Yuan clan had defeated countless shops in Zhoufu for hundreds of years and seized most of the market.
In the future, it will take less than ten years and at most two years, the original clan can completely replace the Zhou clan and become the largest family of refining medicines.
How can Zhou Bingkun be reconciled?
He spent a lot of family property, and at any cost, he was asked to be the killer of the times, to assassinate the head of the Yuan clan successfully.
Everything was as he expected, the chief of the Yuan clan died, and the large Yuan clan immediately fell into the civil war of the heirs for power.
The family quickly fell apart and even affected the normal cooperation with Heixuelou.
Seeing that Zhou Fu is about to rise again, an accident happened!
He poured his son, Zhou Xingyun, into his own life!
Since being Wang Kai...No, the person who proved to be Xia Qingchen later shattered Zhou Xingyun's skeleton meridians, making him a waste person who could not move for life.
After insisting on treatment for several months with little success, Zhou Xingyun, who has always been arrogant, cannot accept such a cruel reality!
On a snowy night, Zhou Xingyun climbed to the ancient well in the courtyard with a palm that he barely recovered, and committed suicide by jumping into the well!
When his son died, Zhou Bingkun's life collapsed completely, and he was disheartened by the family's industry.
In his heart, there was only one thought left-revenge!
Therefore, he sold all the properties of Zhoufu, gathered countless Zhongyun coins, and invited the dead moon again.
"Don't care who that person is, just write the name you want to assassinate." Dead Moon said lightly.
Since Darkmoon took over Zhou Bingkun's assassination mission and sent her, it indicates that she must have a chance to assassinate.
Zhou Bingkun put down what was in his hand, and the black gauze slipped on it, revealing a dark wood spirit.
The words "Wuer Zhouxing Yunling's Spirit Position" were engraved with words on it.
"Xingyun, you are waiting, let the enemies pay your blood for your father!" Zhou Bingkun wrote three words on the metal with his nails.
Bringing the dead moon, sweeping his eyes, gently nagging: "Big World."
It is the second time that Yueyue has collaborated with Zhou Bingkun to understand his situation.
"I thought that you let me kill the tenth Hou, Xia Qingchen, which is Xiahou in the middle of the cloud." Yueyue laughed in surprise.
Could Zhou Xingyun be crippled, isn't Xia Qingchen?
Why would it be the assassin?
"When my child is seriously ill, the most desired is the comfort of Da Shizi!" Zhou Bingkun clenched his fists: "I personally went to the door and knelt down, even if Da Shizi saw my son."
"But! He refused!" Zhou Bingkun couldn't be more angry: "Frankly speaking, my son deserves it!!"
Speaking of which, Zhou Bingkun punched the table: "If he can say even one sentence, my son has the motivation to live!"
"But he didn't! He didn't!"
"So, Xia Qingchen should be damned, so should Da Shizi, they should all be damned!"
Looking at Zhou Bingkun in the end of his frustration, the moon is at ease, and only the hatred is left in his heart, which is the most dangerous.
Because they will transfer hatred to anyone possible.
Da Shizi does not owe anything to Zhou Xingyun. It is a sentiment to visit him, but a duty to not visit.
It's really unreasonable to vent hatred to the big world.
"Which one do you want to kill?" Death Moon said: "The next time, you may not be able to please move me."
Zhou Bingkun has exhausted all his wealth and can no longer ask for a second time.
"Oh! Of course, it's all killing! It's just that if you kill the eldest son, Xia Qingchen will also die." Zhou Bingkun grinned grimly.
"As far as I know, Da Shizi and other princes will come to visit Xia Qingchen. At that time, you will be poisoned and let them all die in Xia Qingchen's Hou Mansion!"
"The king of Zhongyun was completely cut off from poisoning. I didn't believe it. At that time, Wang Zhongyun could still trust Xia Qingchen!"