Prodigal son of another world

In the middle of the night, the sky is full of stars, and the crescent moon hangs high.

At this time, the bustling Qingfeng City also fell into tranquility. Most people fell asleep, and only a small number of people were still busy.

Xiaolong took the map Xu Ming gave him and went to find the mission target.

Xu Ming was covered in a black robe, walking in the darkness, and approaching the steward of the Chen family with cunning asynchronous methods without making the slightest sound.

The Chen family, in Qingfeng City, also belonged to the upper class, living in the most expensive house in Qingfeng City.

Senior warrior guards the gate and warrior guards.Xu Ming saw it in his eyes, but he didn't care much in his heart. Even a warrior might not be able to find him.

With his spiritual power running, Xu Ming stepped towards the courtyard step by step, and actually walked through the air!

In this world, only Wu Zong can fly long distances, while martial arts masters only fly short distances, which cannot be regarded as real flying, but Xu Ming actually flies in the air!

If it is seen by outsiders, they will definitely mistake it for a strong martial artist or above.

However, only Xu Ming knows that he is not a martial artist, but only performed Wudang's top lightness kung fu, Ti Yun Zong!

Silently, it floated down into the courtyard, leaned against the wall, remained motionless, and merged with the darkness.

After waiting for a while, Xu Ming found that no one was watching, so Xu Ming floated down to the study in the courtyard.

At this time, the steward of the Chen family hadn't rested yet, and was still working hard for the Chen family.

Beside the steward of the Chen family, there have always been two warriors guarding them. Now they are standing between the study rooms. Xu Ming wants to kill the steward, but he has to pass them.

Xu Ming glanced at the two guards in front of the study, and their figures slowly disappeared into the night.

Killer, as long as the goal is achieved, killing the target is enough.There is no need to be aboveboard to promote justice and fairness.

Avoiding several warriors, Xu Ming went directly to the kitchen.

Before the assassination, he had figured out the target clearly, otherwise he would not have come to assassinate the steward of the Chen family.

The steward of the Chen family would ask the kitchen to make a cup of Mo scented tea every night.

For Xu Ming, this was really not a difficult task. He shot out with a finger force, knocked out the servant who made the tea, changed his clothes, and then applied the prepared disguise powder.

Holding the tea, Xu Ming sneered, and then walked towards the study without haste.

"Who?" The two warriors asked reflexively when they heard footsteps.

Seeing that he was a familiar servant, he put on a cold face, relaxed slightly, and ignored him.

Xu Ming smiled timidly, and was about to open the door when his foot tripped suddenly, and the tea flew forward.

The expressions of the two warriors changed, and one of them hurriedly waved his hand and took the tea.

The other person dragged with one hand, pressed Xu Ming's body, and helped Xu Ming up.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Xu Ming said in panic, holding the guard's chest.

"Be careful next time..." The warrior who supported Xu Ming had a cold expression on his face. Just halfway through his words, Xu Ming pressed with one hand, and a throwing knife pierced his heart.

"I'm sorry, my lord, you must be careful next time." Xu Ming panicked, and turned to look at the warrior who took the tea: "Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord."

"Be more careful next time." The warrior's face was still cold, without looking at Xu Ming, he put the tea on the tray directly, and looked at his companion in a blink of an eye.

Xu Ming's complexion changed, and he hurriedly said in a low voice: "My lord, I found a few gold coins in the courtyard just now. I wonder if you lost them?"

"Gold coins?" The warrior looked happy, his attention was attracted, he smiled triumphantly at his companion, and squinted at Xu Ming.

In the study room, the steward of the Chen family showed a smile. He could hear the conversation outside the room clearly, but he just ignored it.

This kind of thing happens often, he has long been used to it, and he completely ignores it.

After all, if someone is willing to give it, shouldn't others be allowed to accept it?He also received a lot of money in private.

Xu Ming raised the tray, indicating that it was difficult for him to hold it.

The warrior smiled knowingly, and reached out to receive the tray.

Xu Ming was full of deep meaning. The moment the warrior touched the tray, Xu Ming's hands dropped suddenly, and a throwing knife shot out instantly.

噗

There was a dull sound, and the smile on the warrior's face hadn't disappeared yet, the flying knife had pierced through his body and shot into the study.

The tray bends and the tea falls and splatters in all directions.

Without hesitation, Xu Ming pushed the door open and entered.

In the study room, a middle-aged man stared in astonishment at the flying knife that suddenly shot in. He was startled and hurried towards the long sword hanging on the side.

click

The door opened, but it was the former servant.

"You..." The middle-aged man looked at Xu Ming in horror, his heart was full of puzzlement and anger.

"I forgot to tell you, I am not your servant." Xu Ming smiled slightly, Tang Dao appeared in his hand.

"Are they dead?" The middle-aged man opened his mouth and looked out the door with some seriousness.

"Last words." Xu Ming spat out two words coldly, his right hand already holding the handle of the knife.

"Who sent you here?" The middle-aged man asked coldly with the long sword in his hand, feeling a little reassurance in his heart.

"Killer." Xu Ming looked at the other party coldly, Tang Dao suddenly came out of its sheath, white light flashed, and his figure rushed forward instantly, stabbing at the middle-aged man as if teleporting.

The middle-aged man was frightened and wanted to avoid it, but found that he was locked by a momentum, so he had to raise his sword to resist.

砰

The long sword shattered and became vulnerable under the sharpness of Tang Dao.

"Ah..." His hands snapped together, holding the Tang Dao firmly, madness and despair flickered in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

"You have long forgotten that you have lived a rich life for many years. You are still a monk." Xu Ming flipped his wrist, and a throwing knife shot out suddenly, and gradually enlarged in the terrified pupils of the middle-aged man.

His hands were almost cut off by Tang Dao, there was no way to defend against the flying knife, and he could only wait for death.

噗

The flying knife pierced the throat, and blood spurted out, staining the ground red.

Xu Ming smiled coldly, searched for some bills in the study, and put them all into the interspatial ring without looking at what they were.

He can't use these things, but someone can.

I searched the house again, found some finances, and the steward's collection, and left quietly this time.

Tonight is destined to be a night of chaos, fear, and bloodshed.

Xu Ming's figure was erratic. After leaving the Chen family steward's house, he did not go back directly to the Fuyuan Inn, but entered the residences of the other mission targets.

Abandoned Dragon carefully entered the nobleman's residence, and followed the map to the outside of the nobleman's room.

Recalling Xu Ming's guidance, Fei Long directly found a hole and got into the room.

The nobleman was not asleep, but was rolling on the bed with a woman.

Abandoned Dragon knew what they were doing, and had understood it before.

Although it is a waste material in the dragon clan, in this regard, the waste dragon has studied it very carefully, and has seen many dragons tumbling.

However, even though I heard that this kind of thing is wonderful, I also sneaked a glimpse of the Dragon Clan doing things.But there was still no shock from the person in front of him, it was a completely primitive shock without any cover-up.

However, Fei Long didn't understand. This matter should be wonderful for both parties, but it seemed to the woman that it was very painful. Only the noble man was satisfied.

The waste dragon who didn't understand directly hid in the dark, watching the two people tumbling carefully, trying to find out the answer.

"Oh..." The noble man suddenly rolled his eyes, and his body trembled a few times, until he fell softly on the woman's body.

The woman below frowned in dissatisfaction, but the next moment, she put on a smile again and praised: "Young master is really amazing."

"Of course." The aristocratic man kissed the woman proudly, and then got off the woman panting heavily.

"It's boring." The waste dragon pouted in his heart, but he couldn't find the answer.

"By the way, is the flame grass ready?" The woman asked suddenly.

"Of course." The nobleman said proudly, looking at the woman's expectant eyes, and said in a low voice, "I put them all in the secret room, and I also have ironwood roots and various herbs."

"I'm relieved." The woman smiled with satisfaction and kissed the noble man again.

Seeing the two tumbling again, the disabled dragon retreated quietly. Looking at the map in his hand, the disabled dragon grinned silently.

The flame grass was his goal. As for the noble man, Fei Long never thought of killing him.

From birth to now, Feilong has never even killed low-level monsters, and his food and drink are guaranteed by the Dragon King Laozi. It is the second ancestor of Longdao.

When Feilong returned to Fuyuan Inn with a big package on his back, Xu Ming hadn't come back yet.

"Is there going to be an accident?" The waste dragon was a little worried, but he put it behind him in an instant.

It now depends on its harvest. As for Xu Ming, he is so strong that nothing will happen. Abandoned Dragon found a reason not to worry in his heart.

"Flame Grass, Ironwood Root, Single Fruit..." The waste dragon excitedly looked at the herbs in the package, if it wasn't already getting late at this time, it would definitely laugh out loud.

The more I watched, the more excited I became, the more I watched, the more excited I was, I didn't know where to throw the guilt about stealing just now.

When Xu Ming returned, it was already three or four o'clock in the morning, and if there was a delay, it would be dawn.

At this time, Xiaolong was holding the herbs, drooling from the corner of his mouth, and fell into a deep sleep.