The drug exploded, and everyone was caught off guard. They inhaled some of it into their bodies, and within two seconds, they collapsed to the ground.

Six killers and an old man, all dead...

They looked up in surprise and saw a thin woman in white clothes with a veil on her face.

"Who... are you... and why are you meddling in other people's business..."

The leader of the assassins stared at the woman in white with vicious eyes, but he felt so weak that he had no power to attack. He could only stare at her without posing any threat.

Qin Ye glanced at everyone calmly and said, "Just passing by."

She has no intention to harm anyone, so naturally she doesn't want to harm anyone.

Everyone has inhaled this packet of drugs. When they wake up, the old man will run away if he can. If he cannot run away, it is also God's will.

She turned around and prepared to leave.

"Miss, stop..."

Behind him was the old man's extremely weak voice.

Qin Ye turned around and saw the old man covering the wound on his abdomen. His hands were stained with red blood. His face was as white as paper. He said a few words briefly, and blood was flowing from his mouth.

It was obvious at a glance that the old man would not live long.

"Thank you so much for saving me, young lady... I have no way to repay you... I can only give you the most important thing in my life..."

"You...you, come here..."

The old man was breathing hard and rapidly.

Qin Ye naturally couldn't take his things. "Old man, I'm just passing by and don't want to meddle in other people's business. If you have any last words, I can help you convey them."

"I...have...something to say..."

The old man's voice was already very weak.

Qin Ye walked forward.

She wanted to get closer and listen carefully to his last words, but unexpectedly the old man suddenly grabbed her wrist with his bloody hand and knocked her to the ground.

"You... ugh!"

The back was suddenly pushed.

The old man sat cross-legged, with his palms resting on Qin Ye's back, "Girl, you are a kind and good person. I don't have much time left, so I will pass on my life's internal strength and the Ice Art to you!"

Arms vibrate.

In an instant, Qin Ye felt an extremely strong force drilling into her body, like a huge wave or the collapse of a mountain. The powerful impact almost made her faint.

"Remember my words, the Ice Art, condense air into water, condense water into ice, condense ice into a sword, the sword turns into water, the water evaporates into air, and kills people invisibly!"

"From today on, Wujimen will be handed over to you. It's up to you to lead everyone to uphold justice and fight for justice!"

"ah!!"

Qin Ye felt a sharp pain as if her soul was being torn apart. The ferocious beast was rampaging inside her body, as if it was biting her to pieces, causing her to faint from the pain.

When I woke up again, it was already evening.

The six killers were still lying on the ground, unconscious, while the old man sat cross-legged with his head drooping limply.

The wind blew, and the blood-stained white hair moved slightly, silently...

"Old man?"

Qin Ye propped up his weak body, but as soon as he touched him, he fell to the ground.

Snap!

A blood-stained token fell out of his arms. On the token was a carved crimson flower, and in the flower was a scarlet eye, like a devil, a ghost, and even more like a symbol of power.

Lifelong inner strength...

Wujimen...

Ice Art...

she……

Qin Ye recalled the scene before he fainted, holding the deceased old man with one hand and picking up the token with the other. At this moment, a group of people rushed over anxiously outside the street:

"Master!"

"Master!!"