Heaven-defying Skills

Han Fengxue went to the imperial capital with a heavy heart. The deeper he entered the world, the more he felt that the world was cold and people's hearts were no longer ancient.

Those "noble" people wearing aristocratic masks were shameless and dirty behind their backs. Ao Yunxing, the third prince, used his women and his friends, and the spearhead of the conspiracy was directed at his own brothers. And the descendants of the earls and viscounts were also dirty and vulgar. Behind the robbery, threats, and high-sounding words, they did everything possible.

In short, in order to achieve their goals, they would do anything, only allowing themselves to humiliate others, while they were self-righteous and could not bear the slightest insult, as if their lives should be more precious than others.

Those unwarranted vanity and decency became their excuses for oppressing and suppressing others. Ordinary people want to get along well in this world, protect themselves and their loved ones, there is only one way, to become stronger, stronger, and stronger, and become stronger than everyone else.

The setbacks and pressure from the outside world, which weighed on Han Fengxue, did not discourage him, but instead inspired his ambition and promoted his aspirations.

Han Fengxue thought of Bing Xinyun's innocent and clear eyes, which were not affected at all, and could remain unpolluted in this turbid world. In Han Fengxue's eyes, there were only his mother and Bing Xinyun, which was why Han Fengxue liked to be with him. There was no sense of oppression from the outside world, and it was easy and natural, without the need for intrigue.

Unconsciously, Han Fengxue returned to Longfengqiwu, walked into the restaurant, and saw Yue Ling wandering in front of the counter, a little anxious, as if waiting for someone.

Han Fengxue did not want to have anything to do with her anymore, so he ignored her and went straight to the backyard.

"Xuefeng, wait!" Yue Ling saw Han Fengxue and said hurriedly.

Glancing at Yue Ling indifferently, Han Fengxue said without any emotion: "Is there something wrong?"

"Xuefeng, I'm sorry for what happened before." After a long pause, Yue Ling seemed to have gathered all her strength before saying those three words, and then lowered her "noble" head.

"You're not sorry for anything." Han Fengxue said indifferently, ignored her, and stepped into the backyard.

When people are down and out and have no status, they look down on others, and once others turn over, they want to make friends in return. Han Fengxue will never pay attention to such a powerful villain. Yue Ling's behavior will only make Han Fengxue look down on her even more. People always like to help others in times of need.

Looking at the disappearing back in front of her, Yue Ling felt mixed emotions. They used to have happy days playing together. If it had developed that way, at least the two of them could have become friends, but now, others simply disdain to pay attention to her.

Yes, he knocked Ao Xiaoyun away with one palm, called the prince a brother, and refused to kneel in front of the emperor. At this time, Han Fengxue had already lost his position with her.

"Maybe in his eyes, just like he used to be in my eyes, he is nothing." Yue Ling said self-deprecatingly in her heart.

"Teacher."

"You are injured." Chai Lao's sharp eyes caught the wound beside Han Fengxue's throat at the first moment, and he looked at the wound carefully and said: "Sword wound, what's the matter."

There was some worry in Chai Lao's eyes, and anger was rolling in his heart. As long as the wound was a little higher, or the power was a little stronger, the disciple he pinned all his hopes on would be gone.

"Teacher, look at this." Han Fengxue handed the token found on the mysterious killer to Chai Lao.

Chai Lao took the token and looked at it. It seemed that he thought of something very scary, and his face changed drastically.

"Dream Tower, it's Dream Tower!"

"Dream Tower? What is that place." Han Fengxue saw Chai Lao's look and knew that this matter was no trivial matter.

"Dream House is not a place, but an organization, a killer organization." Chai Lao murmured: "Is it a killer who hurt you?"

Han Fengxue nodded.

"That's right, have you offended anyone recently?"

Han Fengxue told Chai Lao his guess and told him some things that happened in the past few days.

Chai Lao listened quietly, pondered for a moment, and said: "Leave this matter to me to investigate, you should be careful in the future."

Han Fengxue knew that Chai Lao took the matter because he was afraid of danger, so he asked curiously: "What kind of killer organization is Dream House?"

The facial muscles moved a few times, and Chai Lao's eyes were blurred and he fell into memories.

"More than 500 years ago, the Dream Building appeared silently. At first, there were only some small-scale actions, so no one paid attention to it. Until one day, the killers in the Dream Building slaughtered the entire family of a prince of the Knight Empire, killing thousands of people, including several fifth-level earth knights. All the dead had the same wound, killed by a sword. At that time, the entire Knight Empire was shocked, but when they went to look for it, they turned the entire empire upside down, only to find that the mysterious killer organization had disappeared. After that, every once in a while, they would come out again, not only stabbing Killing princes and ministers, and even assassinating the emperor of the empire. "

Old Chai's face showed fear, and he continued: "They succeeded. They actually succeeded in assassinating the emperor who was protected by two seventh-level sky knights. There were only two people. That time, two sky knights died. Then, in the Cang Yue Empire, the same situation occurred again. This time, the whole place was shaken. The guardian gods of each empire and the most powerful places on par with Ji Shenshan participated, but they disappeared again. After that, they would come out every few decades or centuries to do something. If they failed, they would commit suicide by taking poison. Such an organization is too terrible. "

"Did something similar happen in the Blazing Empire and the Sword God Empire?" Han Fengxue asked.

"No, there were only some small actions in the Blazing Empire and the Sword God Empire. Although the empire was highly tense, nothing major happened. I didn't expect that this time, it would happen to you."

"Uh! It turns out that I have such a big face." Han Fengxue didn't want to make Old Chai worry about him, so he joked.

"I will thoroughly investigate this matter. I hope it is an individual targeting you, not the Dream Building organization. However, you must be extremely cautious during this period." Old Chai reminded again.

Han Fengxue nodded heavily.

"Dream Building, what kind of organization is this?" Han Fengxue had a feeling that this mysterious organization would be involved with him in the future, and that there would be a deep connection between them. He didn't understand why he had this intuition at all.

Late at night, next to the body of the assassin who assassinated the Dream Building, there were three mysterious people who were also wrapped in black robes.

"How is it?" A cold voice sounded in the darkness, and the man in black standing there asked the two people who were examining the body.

"Saint, there are traces of burning and freezing inside the body. The murderer may have a fire technician and a water technician, but the body's internal organs are completely destroyed. It was caused by Qi. There is no trace of using weapons, so there may be another murderer." At this point, the person who spoke paused.

"One what?"

"Saint, there may be a warrior of our kind, and a martial arts master."

"Hmm?" There was some surprise in the saint's voice, but his face wrapped in a black robe in the dark night could not see his expression clearly.

"Find out who he assassinated? Report to me immediately after finding out. Those who act privately will be killed." After a moment of silence, the saint said solemnly.

"Yes!" The two nodded in response.

A residual shadow passed by, and the saint's shadow had disappeared in the dark night, and even his movements could not be seen clearly.

In the Blazing Empire, no one knew that a violent storm was brewing, and these killers in the Dream Building would be part of the future change.