Ring Town

The situation is not quite right, in fact, Qingtian has already felt it, but now it is even more different after the old man said it.

He can see that something is wrong, which means something is really wrong today.

Could it be that something is going to happen?

His eyelids twitched, and he scanned the surroundings, but he saw people who came to participate in the performance of Qingshishi, in groups of twos and threes, as if they were no different from previous gatherings.

But if you look closely, you will find that although these people are all laughing, there is a sense of tension secretly.

Why are you nervous?

Qingtian slowly closed his eyes, stroked his forehead with his long and slender hands, and fell into deep thought.

It's just that Qing Shishi didn't see this, she put all her thoughts on the door, watching the guests coming and going, but that familiar figure never appeared, her heart sank deeper and deeper.

The beautiful eyes brought a little sense of loss.

Today is the day for her to perform, but this is just an external statement, and for her, and for the entire Killer Alliance, today's full performance means her coming of age.

It also means that she will be recognized by the entire Assassin Alliance and become the head of the next generation of the Assassin Alliance.

In fact, all along, what she performed was not magic, but spells.

This spell is one of the essence of ancient Chinese culture, illusion.

It's just that it's difficult for other bystanders to distinguish illusion from magic. Only those who have come into contact with it and understand it can know the value of this kind of thing.

And the Assassin Alliance is undoubtedly the top part of the masters of illusion.

After all, the first thing an excellent assassin should do is to make others feel less threatened. The assassination is most likely to succeed when others are unprepared.

This is one of them.The second is the killer, and he should know how to hide himself. This will not only increase the success rate of the killer, but also allow the killer to escape after the assassination is successful.

So what Qing Shishi performed was not magic, but the quintessential Chinese illusion.

Once her performance is successful today, it means that she will officially become the successor of the Killer Alliance. After Qingtian, she will take over the Killer Alliance.

so.All the top leaders of the Assassin Alliance rushed over today.

It was precisely because of this that Qing Shishi cared and wanted Chu Feng to come over.

But she was disappointed.

As time went by a little bit, it was the time since her performance started.At last it was near.

Qingtian finally put away the doubts in his heart, smiled and looked at Qingshishi.Rich laugh.Infectious: "Fourteen, are you ready?"

"Ah..." Qing Shishi's eyes were still fixed on the door, and when he heard his father's words, he turned around immediately: "Dad, I'm ready."

This was obviously absent-minded, and Qingtian was a little strange.After looking at his daughter for a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "Are you waiting for him?"

"No, no!" A shyness welled up on Qing Shishi's face, and there was a trace of panic in her beautiful eyes.

She naturally knew that her father knew about it.He also knew that it was impossible to hide this matter from his father.

"Hehe, it turns out that my good daughter has a sweetheart." Qingtian smiled heartily, and lovingly caressed her daughter's head with her generous big hand.

But in an instant, his brows were wrinkled again, because he saw the resentment and loss in his daughter's eyes, he became angry for no reason, and snorted softly: "Why, hasn't he come over yet?"

Of course Qing Shishi heard the anger in his father's voice, his heart tightened suddenly, he bit his soft lips lightly, and retorted in a low voice: "Maybe he couldn't come because he couldn't get away from something."

"Hmph! My daughter sincerely invited him, but she still hasn't come over. Let's see how I deal with him when I see him!" Qingtian's eyes froze, and his aura was also concentrated, as if directly shaking the air around him. All frozen.

"Dad, it's really none of his business." Seeing her father angry, Qing Shishi felt even more uneasy, and began to worry about Chu Feng. She knew very well that her father loved her, and she knew even more. The leader of the alliance holds the power of life and death, and the words spoken carry weight.

"You're helping him talk like this, and you still say you don't like it, you're showing off." Qingtian's face suddenly changed, and he looked at his daughter jokingly and laughed.

It was only then that Qing Shishi knew that her father was joking with her, and suddenly she was ashamed and annoyed, clenched her fists tightly, beat Qing Tian's generous chest, and said angrily: "Dad, even you are laughing at me."

"Haha..." Qingtian laughed and begged his daughter for mercy.

……

Amid such drama, the time for Qing Shishi to perform on stage finally arrived.

A thin and small old man with thinning hair slowly walked to the large platform in the middle, his hunched body seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind.

With a sickly pale face and cloudy eyes, he glanced around, smiled slightly, but coughed violently in an instant.

The coughing sound was choking, as if he was about to cough up his lungs, and people couldn't help feeling a little worried, afraid that he would cough to death like this.

It took a while before he stopped coughing, and a sickly redness appeared on his pale face.

He smiled slightly apologetically, lowered his hands, and said in a low voice, "Today is a good day, the little princess of our Assassin League has grown up, is an adult, and is about to take over the burden, so everyone has rushed over, Let’s witness this moment together, so I won’t say much about the old man, but let our little princess appear on the stage, so that everyone can see what she has learned over the years.”

Then he turned his head with a smile and looked at Qing Shisi. The wrinkles on his face seemed to be a little bit bright, as if the vitality returned to him at this moment: "Little Shisi, come on stage. .”

"Go!" Qingtian patted his daughter on the back lightly, with a loving smile on his maroon face: "Don't be nervous, just do as you usually do."

"En." Qing Shishi nodded slightly, and walked towards the high platform, but her eyes still looked forward to the door again, but there was no familiar figure there.

A trace of loss flashed across her face, and a soft sigh seemed to be heard.

"Little Shisi, come to Grandpa." The old man smiled kindly, like a blooming flower, and with his skinny hands, he gently moved towards Qing Shishi.

"Grandpa Jing. I don't want to be the leader, I just want to be an ordinary person." Qing Shishi approached the old man, and it was Jing Wuchen who whispered his heart.

She didn't dare to say these words to her father, and she didn't dare to say them to anyone, but in front of Jing Wuchen, she whispered them like a child who had suffered all kinds of grievances.

There was a touch of love in Jing Wuchen's eyes, and he stretched out his thin hand to gently caress Qing Shishi's head: "Silly boy. Everyone has their own destiny. You were born in a family, and you are doomed to this path." ,no choice."

He looked at Qing Shisi lightly.Suddenly he smiled slyly: "Silly boy, you just took over the position of leader. You can also follow your own path."

"Oh?" Qing Shishi didn't seem to understand Jing Wuchen's words.looked at him in surprise.

But Jing Wuchen just smiled slightly, as if nothing happened just now, regained that sickly pale, trembling body, and glanced at the audience: "Everyone, please sit down. little princess show."

He walked down slowly, and everything he passed was respectfully made way for him.

The fourteen performances on the stage finally started.

I saw that she didn't do anything.But the body slowly faded, and after a while, it seemed to disappear out of thin air.

If there are outsiders present at this time, they will definitely exclaim: This is a great transformation!

If you are interested in watching Wajima animation or movies, you should exclaim: This is ninjutsu!

Well, if these words are heard by these professionals present, I am afraid they will directly spray you in the face.

A big change to a living person, that's pediatrics.

Ninjutsu?

That's what Wajima learned from our ancestors.

And the real illusion, making oneself invisible, doesn't need smoke bombs or clothes that cover one's head and face at all.

Just like Qing Shishi, without the help of external objects, just standing there like this, under the eyes of people, it seems to have turned into a shadow.

Of course, even in the Assassin League, not everyone knows this skill and practice, but it is an extremely core thing.

As the leader of the line, it must be mastered.

Although the core members below also understand, they are much worse than the leader's line.

Because the Assassin's Book has always been the sacred book of the Assassin Alliance, and it is the most important sacred object passed down by the leader of the alliance.

And the skills of the nobles among the assassins below are only reborn from the Assassin's Book, but of course they are far from the Book of Books.

However, there has always been no shortage of geniuses in the Assassin League, and there have been countless geniuses who have created countless classics, comparable to the Assassin's Collection.

But when it comes to comprehensiveness, no one can compare.

At this moment, what Qing Shishi used was the technique of concealment in the book of killers.

In the presence, since they are high-level members of the Assassin Alliance, there are very few people who do not understand martial arts, but there are many who are good at martial arts, and there are not a few people who have a sense of breath.

But Qing Shishi's aura seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, as if she was no longer on stage.

"Sure enough, it's the Book of Killers!" A stern light flickered in Wang Cheng's eyes, he stared closely at the stage, and he couldn't see where Qing Shishi was.

There was a gleam in Wu Fu's eyes, and he stared at the stage quietly. After a moment, he sighed softly: "The little princess is indeed a rare genius in 500 years. At this age, she is able to It's just a pity that even the old man can't perceive her after cultivating the art of concealment to this level!"

He sighed softly, with a look of helplessness and pity on his face, but he didn't know what he was pitying.

"Could Uncle Fu not be able to see through her illusion?" Wang Cheng looked at Wu Fu in surprise, his pupils shrinking.

He understood how terrifying Wu Fu's cultivation had reached, so he was shocked when he heard Wu Fu's words. (To be continued..)

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