This realization made the two of them very uncomfortable.
In the outside world, Song Cheng is a wealthy young master from a prominent family, at the very top of the pyramid.
Xu Yuan is a top-tier assassin in the outside world, commanding extremely high prices and occupying the top of the assassin chain.
Even on the mysterious island, the two were favored by heaven and earth, wielding the power of life and death over others.
As a result, in this obviously terrible cemetery, all I could get was a small, dull tombstone.
The two were clearly a little resentful, and they continued walking forward, wanting to see what lay beyond.
However, the number of tombstones here is difficult to count.
The two walked at a considerable pace, and although at least half an hour had passed, they still seemed to be circling around the perimeter of the cemetery.
A gust of wind blew past the two of them.
Who is it?
Xu Yuan let out a low shout and instinctively threw a punch.
This is underground; there's no way there could be wind here unless someone or an animal passes by.
Song Chengxin's heart sank. He hadn't felt anything. He looked at Xu Yuan with suspicion. For a moment, he thought Xu Yuan was going to kill him.
Xu Yuan's heart skipped a beat. She instantly understood Song Cheng's gaze. Although the two had supported each other along the way, her identity as an assassin was ultimately an obstacle.
"I felt something pass by me," Xu Yuan explained in a cold voice.
As she spoke, she walked forward, took a few steps, then stopped, turned back to look at Song Cheng, and said calmly, "There are only the two of us here. If we suspect each other, then we are not far from death."
“You’re right!” Song Cheng quickly stepped forward and said frankly, “I won’t kill you.”
"I won't either, unless someone buys your life." Xu Yuan's voice was cold but solemn.
Song Cheng laughed. "Even if someone buys your life, I won't kill you."
In the dim light, Xu Yuan's face flushed almost imperceptibly. She glared at Song Cheng, said nothing more, turned around, and walked forward.
Song Cheng stared at her retreating figure with lingering interest.
"Did you really feel something pass by you just now?"
Xu Yuan stared into Song Cheng's eyes and said, word by word, "You should trust an assassin's intuition."
"I believe it, so let's go after them!"
Song Cheng took Xu Yuan's hand and chased after her.
...
In the darkness.
The man who materialized from the statue of Cangwu frowned almost imperceptibly as he looked at the two figures from behind.
In the empty space, the sound of their footsteps seemed particularly jarring.
He looked at the two of them with a cold gaze, and raised a finger...
Song Cheng and Xu Yuan felt a cold wind blow from behind, and the space behind them seemed to freeze.
The two exchanged a glance and sped up their run.
But they couldn't stop the pulling force from behind, and the two of them began to back away involuntarily.
"tombstone!"
Xu Yuan shouted and grabbed a tombstone.
Song Cheng also held onto one piece tightly.
The two people's bodies were pulled parallel to the ground.
The man that Cangwu had conjured raised his finger again, about to throw the two of them out of the graveyard.
suddenly……
A distant force interrupted him, and a sweet female voice, seemingly both near and far, lingered in his ears.
"Cangwu! Ha! I should have known you weren't dead."
The man's gaze remained fixed on the distant darkness, unwavering.
"Cangwu, it's been a long time since we last met, why not have a small gathering with a drink?"
The man lowered his head and thought for a while, then vanished from his spot in a flash.
Song Cheng and Xu Yuan lost control of the strange power, their bodies suddenly lost their balance, and they fell violently from the air.
The two men, panting, looked at each other, still shaken. The power they had just experienced was far beyond their comprehension.
"We need to get out of here as soon as possible; we might find the exit at the very end of the cemetery."
"Wait, what's this?"
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