Chapter 72: Underwater

It is said that there is a river in the world that you can't see. Only in the deepest night, you can vaguely see it by the moonlight. Go up this river and you will find them. They are the knives in the dark, the most vicious assassins.
This river is called the dark river.
And they are also called Dark River.
On this day, there was a slight drizzle by the river. The man in purple was holding an oil paper umbrella, stepping on the muddy soil, and walking forward step by step. I don’t know how long I have been walking, I feel that the sky is getting better. When the morning light came out, he finally stopped.
A slender man dressed in black was standing at the end of the river, as if waiting for him.
The purple-clothed man put away the oil-paper umbrella and found that the rain had stopped somehow. He looked at the black-clothed man and asked, "You are?"
The black-clothed man's complexion was a little pale, standing in the dark, unable to see the look on his face, his voice was faint: "Su Family Su Muyu."
The dark river is divided into three surnames, the Su family of weapons, the family of Xie family of internal martial arts and boxing, and the family of secret medical techniques. Above the three families, the patriarch is respected, and below the patriarch, there are three patriarchs, each commanding the killer in the door. The Su Family Patriarch of this generation seems to be very young.
The purple-clothed man hesitated and asked, "Are you the Su Family Patriarch of this generation?"
Su Muyu nodded, did not speak any more, and led the purple-clothed man forward. Su Muyu seems to be a taciturn person, but the purple-clothed man is a little curious about him: "Su Muyu, I seem to have heard your name. You are the most famous killer of the Su family, and the second in the history of Dark River. The person who left the organization halfway? It is said that you later became the leader of the patriarch’s direct killer group, and then became the Su Family Patriarch after this patriarch took office?"
Su Muyu ignored him, but suddenly stretched out her hand and looked up at the sky: "It's raining again." After speaking, she opened the oil-paper umbrella in his hand. It was a big and beautiful oil-paper umbrella. When opened, It almost enveloped both of them.
The person in purple seemed to be too lazy to hold an umbrella, so he followed Su Muyu's umbrella safely.
Su Muyu finally took his words: "You know us well."
The person in purple smiled: "If you want to do business with you, you naturally want to understand you. It is said that under your umbrella are eighteen long swords. When the murderous intent is soaring, the eighteen sharp blades spurt out, like a twilight rain. I want to see you."
Su Muyu smiled rarely: "I don't think you really want to see it. Also, it is very dangerous to know us too much."
The man in purple touched the long sword at his waist: "I think, you know who I am."
Su Muyu shook his head: "Maybe everyone knows that, except for everyone, Dark River is just a knife. In our eyes, there are only two identities in the world. Employer and prey."
The person in purple nodded: "I don't know if the bargaining chip I have is enough to afford a killer like you."
Su Muyu stopped suddenly and raised his head: "Here."
In front of them, is a gorgeous pavilionXingluoyueying Pavilion.
The man in purple laughed in a low voice, Su Muyu asked, "What are you laughing at?"
The purple-clothed man replied, "How many people in this world can have the opportunity to step into the Starfall and Moon Shadow Pavilion in the Dark River?"
There were two people standing outside the pavilion, one sitting on the steps smoking a pipe and slowly spitting out the cigarette, and the other standing straight at the door of the pavilion, holding a long knife with sharp eyes.
Su Muyu walked over with the man in purple. The person sitting on the steps and smoking a pipe nodded slightly at Su Muyu, but pretended to glance at the man in purple and said quietly, "Now, you still want to step into this starfall. Moon Shadow Pavilion?"
The rain seemed to be heavy in an instant.
Su Muyu closed the umbrella, and the man in purple stretched out his hand, only to find that only a tiny raindrop fell on his hand, but when he closed his eyes, he could hear the sound of pouring rain. He was surprised, the man on the steps put down his pipe and knocked on the steps, and smiled: "If you don't understand, don't think about it."
The purple-clothed person calmed down and walked up the steps step by step, but he felt that every step was so difficult. He felt like he was covered by a cover. The outside was calm and the waves were calm, while the inside of the cover was like a knife. He tried to calm down his desire to draw the sword, and walked to the door of Xingluoyue Shadow Pavilion step by step.
The tall man standing erect and with sharp eyes gently opened the door. It was dark inside, with a few faint candles shining. The Ziyiren and Su Muyu stepped in together, Su Muyu closed the door smoothly, and the sound of rain and wind outside disappeared in an instant. Xingluoyue Shadow Pavilion is a room that can isolate all sounds.
Su Muyu carried the sword and walked forward slowly. As he walked by, the candlesticks on the roadside lit up one after another. Until the end, the whole room was brightly lit. Su Muyu was at the end of the long pavilion by the left hand side. Sat down. Sitting on his left hand is an old man in a robe. He has not looked up, and is holding a small knife to shave his nails. Although he is old, his fingers are still as white as jade, revealing a bit weird. On the right hand side of Su Muyu was a woman who was about 30 years old and her eyebrows were full of charm. She looked at the man in purple with amusement, her eyes rippling mid-autumn, full of smiles.
"Thank you Qidao, the master of the family, and Mu Yumo, the master of the family." The person in purple chanted their names softly.
And the person who sits on the high platform and is blocked by the heavy curtains is naturally the power of the underworld-the patriarch.
"You know us well." The patriarch spoke first, his voice was not as old as imagined, but rather strong and powerful.
The purple-clothed man nodded: "If there is no complete preparation, who would dare to step into this Starfall and Moon Shadow Pavilion to do business with Dark River?"
"Since you know us, you should know that doing business with us is a very dangerous thing." Mu Yumo said with a smile, her voice turned out to be enchanting.
"The more dangerous some things are, the more meaningful they are." The man in purple said slowly.
"You are right." The patriarch stood up suddenly, pulled back the curtains in front, and walked slowly down. He was slender and dressed in a black cloak. The face under the cloak was not clear. "So what meaningful things are you going to bring us?"
"I want the river that could only be in the dark to flow into the Apocalypse!" The purple-clothed man said in a deep voice, looking at the patriarch of the dark river that was slowly coming.
The eldest parent stopped: "Although you have already mentioned it in your letter, I still want to hear you say it again, your identity."
"The Sixth Prince of Beili, Xiao Chuhe."
Once Mingde’s favorite prince, and everyone identified as the
prince
candidate, at the age of thirteen, he was demoted as a common man because of the rebellious case of the Langya King. Prince Xiao Chuhe!
The parents laughed loudly.
"it is good!"