Chapter 55 Assassin Mo Liuqi
"There's an assassin!"
The moment the silver light appeared, Lu Changkong, who had just broken through the second stage of Qidan realm, reacted.
The brocade clothes on his body bulged and he let out a loud roar.
The butcher knife in Nie Zhangqing's hand had been pulled out and was spinning in the air at high speed.
Ning Zhao's white skirt fluttered as she leapt in front of Lu Fan. Even though Ni Yu was weak from vomiting, he still held the chessboard with a ferocious look on his face.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, as if the air was filled with murderous intent.
"roll!"
Lu Changkong growled.
This sound was wrapped in spiritual energy, making it sound like the explosion of a huge bell.
In order to stop the assassin who suddenly jumped up.
…
Mo Liuqi is a professional assassin.
But, he actually doesn't like assassination.
He hated the taste of blood, but once you enter the world of martial arts, you have no choice.
Moreover, the Mohist school trained him to be the second best assassin in the world, not to let him eat idle meals.
Besides, this time the mission was given to him by the woman herself, and he couldn't refuse.
The master who taught him the art of assassination said that as an assassin, one cannot have emotions.
Because emotions will cause trouble and make him soft-hearted.
But Mo Liuqi can't do it, so he is second in the world and can never be number one.
He is not an assassin without emotions, he has emotions, even more intense than ordinary people. He likes a woman silently, and he suppresses his love, which makes his emotions become more like a volcano that has accumulated for billions of years.
He didn't want to accept the mission this time, nor did he dare to accept it.
Assassinate the Great Zhou State Master, a Confucian master, a terrifying being with the strength of a master of all schools of thought...
Even the number one in the world, who had a paralyzed face, didn't dare to accept it, so why would he, the number two in the world, dare to accept it? However, he couldn't refuse when the woman found him.
The refusal words he had prepared finally turned into a soft, "Okay."
So, he came.
He was prepared to never go back.
He doesn't like Beiluo City because this city is evil.
However, even though he didn't like it, this city would become his burial place.
His life, even until his death, was not in his control.
Mo Liuqi thought a lot on the donkey cart.
He bought a cheap pearl hairpin from a roadside stall and carved the woman's name on it with scissors.
If he could walk out of this city alive, he would definitely give this pearl hairpin to her personally.
…
Nie Zhangqing held the butcher knife, and six sounds of energy and blood exploded.
Sharp eyes.
The butcher knife was raised, and invisible sword energy lingered around his body. Spiritual energy surged out from the Qi pill and surrounded his whole body.
Lu Changkong has a second-stage Qi Dan, his hair is flying, and his fighting power is not weaker than that of a master warrior who is five or six times stronger.
The two stood before the assassin.
The moment the silver scissors appeared, a name emerged in their minds.
The second best assassin in the world, Silver Scissors and Ink Sixty-Seven.
The soul-piercing scissors are invisible, and the blood-slaying walks are traceless! This is how the world evaluates him. His assassination skills are second only to the world's number one assassin, Mo Yihen.
Mo Liuqi’s speed is too fast.
He pretended to be a civilian rickshaw driver and pretended to fall to the ground accidentally, but he jumped up in an instant.
This was a premeditated assassination.
There was no unusual sound of a master warrior's body exploding.
The assassin wants to be silent.
Mo Liuqi had a cold expression on his face, his eyes fixed on the white-haired imperial teacher.
He is too fast.
In an instant, he approached Lu Changkong and Nie Zhangqing.
Ding ding!
Two crisp sounds.
The silver scissors touched Nie Zhangqing's butcher knife, causing his movements to pause.
Wait until Lu Changkong and Nie Zhangqing came to their senses.
Mo Liuqi had already passed by their bodies like a shadow.
This assassin's lightness skill is so amazing that he can appear and disappear at will.
Luo Yue came to his senses.
He roared, his eyes glared, and the aura of a first-class general was displayed to the extreme. He stood with a sword across his shoulder, ready to draw it out.
However.
Mo Liuqi's hair was flying and his face was cold and calm.
His body rotated sideways, and his toes touched Luo Yue's hand that was drawing the sword, causing the half-drawn sword to be stepped back again.
Mo Liuqi did not kill any irrelevant people.
He is different from the murderous Faceless Man. He only kills targets and does not kill non-targets.
Luo Yue staggered back two steps, his face pale.
Looking at Mo Liuqi passing by his body like a swimming fish, he felt scared.
If Mo Liuqi wanted to kill him, he would have died if the silver scissors had just scratched his neck.
The national teacher has white hair and cloudy eyes.
Facing Mo Liuqi's lightning-fast assassination, he was very calm.
He had expected this.
It's a rare opportunity to leave the capital, so how could the Mohist School miss this chance?
"Be safe. Be careful."
A solemn expression appeared on the old face of the national teacher.
He was afraid that it would affect Lu Fan.
The Mohist assassin is unrivaled in the world.
It's not a false reputation.
Boom! The imperial master's robes surged and bulged slightly.
The majestic energy is gathering above my head.
He spoke eloquently, and his terrifying righteous spirit turned into pressure, trying to suppress the assassin.
Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, propping up his chin, his face as pale as water, while his other hand gently stroked the thin wool blanket.
A master of the rank of Master... can he be assassinated just by saying so? Don't look at the weak and feeble State Master.
but……
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The national teacher's righteous shout can defeat thousands of enemies.
Huh? Suddenly.
Lu Fan raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.
…
Mo Liuqi's face was as solemn as water.
This mission is indeed of hellish difficulty...
The noble spirit of Confucianism.
So strong! So scary! The huge pressure made him lose the courage to swing the scissors at the national teacher, and even made him kneel down.
Master level! Mo Liuqi took a deep breath.
The next moment, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
The body fell to the ground, and the scissors in his hand were raised high.
It stabbed his thigh, leaving a bloody wound. The stinging pain temporarily numbed the fear in his mind.
Freed from the oppression of the righteousness, he followed like a shadow again, gritting his teeth, his navy blue robe being blown tightly against his body.
He was getting closer to the Imperial Master.
Five steps, four steps, three steps...
He even saw clearly the smiling face of the young man with red lips and white teeth sitting in the wheelchair next to the national teacher.
However, Mo Liuqi didn't care. In his eyes, there was only the mission objective.
The Imperial Master's robe fluttered and he pushed his hand forward.
Boom! Mo Liuqi's face suddenly changed, his pupils shrank, and he seemed to have hit a wall, blood spurted out of his mouth and nose.
A low roar came from Mo Liuqi's mouth.
The silver scissors in his hand were thrown away by him.
The silver scissors were still stained with blood, and blood droplets were scattered in the air.
The scissors spun at high speed, carrying with them a huge force, heading straight for the Imperial Master's face.
However, the Imperial Master tilted his head slightly, and the scissors passed by the Imperial Master's cheek, just barely missing it...
Lu Fan looked at this scene and frowned slightly.
He picked up a black piece from the chess box.
Mo Liuqi looked at the scissors that were just a hair's breadth away, his face covered in blood, his mouth slightly curled up.
There was no disappointment, but instead a sense of relief.
"Azhu, I didn't let you down."
Mo Liuqi murmured.
The next moment.
His five fingers formed into claws and his face looked somewhat ferocious.
The flying scissors suddenly stopped in the air, spun at high speed, and returned with a sound of breaking through the air, stabbing towards the back of the national teacher's head!
The silver scissors were getting closer and closer to the back of the imperial teacher's head.
Two inches, one inch, half an inch...
The Imperial Master's body also froze, and a breath of death enveloped his entire body.
suddenly.
Mo Liuqi's face froze.
Ding! A crisp sound lingered.
The silver scissors flying backwards...were stopped.
Mo Liuqi saw that the tip of the silver scissors was only half an inch away from the back of the national teacher's head, but was blocked by a floating black chess piece.
That half inch is so close yet so far away.
Mo Liuqi stared, and his gaze turned to the young man with red lips and white teeth sitting in a wheelchair beside the National Master.
But the young man looked at him with some surprise on his face.
"Interesting. You can actually figure out the method of 'controlling the sword with your mind' on your own?"
“It’s a good seedling.”
"excellent."
The young man raised the corner of his mouth, and said lightly with appreciation.
The words fell.
Mo Liuqi saw an invisible air flow surging around the boy's wheelchair. He raised his hand and patted him lightly from a distance.
Boom! Mo Liuqi felt like his eyeballs were about to burst out of his eye sockets and bile was about to be vomited.
His body was lying on the ground, causing the ground to crack and dent, and the cracks continued to spread.
He fell to the ground, unable to move! The terrifying pressure was like a mountain, more domineering and more oppressive than the Confucian aura of the national teacher! The invisible pressure was the most deadly.
"Azhu, I failed. I met a monster..."
Mo Liuqi was very sad.
This was the only thought that came to my mind.
He completely fainted.
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