Quick Wear: The male protagonist was over-abused and turned into a black man

The sky began to become extremely gloomy, with dark clouds, as if covered with a thick layer of ink that could not be diluted, heavy and sad.

Gradually, tiny raindrops fell from the black ink clouds.

The drizzle slowly turned into a downpour.

"Whoa, whoa, whoosh..."

The drops fell on the skin, which was bitingly cold and chilled the heart.

She found a place in the forest with her umbrella. She looked up and saw a dark figure standing in front of a tombstone through the dense rain, looking particularly desolate and lonely.

After being kidnapped by Tu Lei, Liu Zixian and others that day, the group of them came to a small village in order to avoid subsequent pursuits and several rounds of chasing teams.

The small village is not far from Wuxin Palace. They did not follow the previous route back to the Dark Moon Sect. They did not know whether the Dark Moon Sect was still safe, so they temporarily changed their route and did not return to the Dark Moon Sect.

Therefore, they planned to go to Beiling through another road. Qin Zilu said that Beiling was safe at present. After all, the entire Beiling was under his control.

And she also thought that Tu Lei had previously obtained control over the believers within the scope of Sujian Villa and Wuxin Palace, but not the part of Beiling, so she agreed to go to Beiling first.

On the way to Beiling, we passed by this small village.

Hei Ling's body rotted quickly and had to be buried. Nangong Jibai found a place in the back hill of this small village to bury Hei Ling.

Su Jiuxin stared at him for a while, then walked over with an umbrella and handed him some umbrellas to help him block some of the cold rain.

"Hei Ling protected your life, now you have to live with him." She may have been infected by his sadness, or maybe due to the current depressing weather, she said it without going through her brain. These words.

After saying that, she felt that she shouldn't talk too much. She was not here to comfort him, but to ask something.

I have been on the road for the past two days, avoiding pursuit, and I have no time to ask questions.

Nangong Jibai was soaked from head to toe, and his stern face was also stained with rainwater. His skin was originally fair, but after being soaked by the rain, it became paler.

He was silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke, his voice was particularly hoarse and low: "Hei Ling has been with me for ten years. He is said to be a master and servant, but I regard him as a relative."

Hearing these words, Su Jiuxin lowered her eyes slightly, did not speak, and chose to listen quietly.

"In the years he has followed me, he has always been in danger, rushing between life and death. Now he is free. However, this freedom should not be obtained by standing in front of me and dying for me. He should obviously do it for himself. right."

His tone was obviously calm and indifferent, but one could hear a bit of sadness and sorrow. Mixed with the sound of rain and the whistling of cold wind blowing by his ears, it seemed very sad.

Su Jiuxin saw that he was blaming himself, and the complicated emotions were displayed on his stern face, but there was no hatred.

"You can avenge Hei Ling and avenge Liu Zixian." She thought this was a common way for Jianghu people to resolve their grievances, life for life, which was perfectly normal.

Nangong Jibai turned to look at her. His dark eyes were now soaked with sadness, and his tone was still low and flat: "As a killer, any death is normal. Being killed by others only means that you are not capable and cannot compete with you." .”

She couldn't help but be stunned as she listened, staring at him with a cold expression. This expression was extremely cold, as if it was cold to the core, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Because, somehow, for a moment, she felt the same way, thinking that she also lacked certain emotions and could not understand and experience them. Just like now, she didn't understand why he, as a killer, would have such thoughts.

He knew from inside that he would not avenge Hei Ling.

Thinking of revenge, she remembered Liu Zixian's words at that time, which made her a little puzzled. She looked at him and asked, "Who is Yang Shujun? Liu Zixian said that you killed her. What was the reason?"

Nangong's eyes were white and slightly lowered, and her long eyelashes were still stained with a few crystal water drops. Her deep facial features were as handsome as a knife. On this gloomy and rainy day, she seemed to have a sense of melancholy.

After being quiet for a while, he slowly opened his lips, his voice still low: "Back then, I was carrying out an assassination mission. This mission was my first official assassination mission. It was to kill everyone in the Yang Family Fort."

Listening, she couldn't help but frown, who could be so cruel and want to destroy a whole family.

"As the killer of Wuxin Palace, you have no right to refuse. When you receive an assassination order, you must complete it. Otherwise, you will be severely punished and even life-threatening." He said calmly, as if this matter was normal. .

The rain is still pouring down, and the "hurling" is accompanied by the cold wind.

"This is my first assassination mission. I have to kill the people in Yangjiapu alone. It is an impossible task for the time being. I can only find another way."

She listened and interjected: "So, you started with Yang Shujun?"

Nangong Jibai raised his eyes to look at her, and then turned to look outside. He didn't know where he was looking, and his voice was as light as water: "When I was still at a loss what to do, I met Yang Shujun. She is indeed very kind, but the killer only has a mission. No personal feelings are allowed. Not even sympathy or pity."

She remained silent and did not answer, because this was not something she could judge.

"Later I planned to use poison, so I disguised myself and sneaked into the Yang Family Fort as a servant. The Yang Family Fort was also considered a big sect at that time, and the selection of servants was also very strict. Because I was plotted by others, I almost couldn't sneak in. It was Yang Shujun who helped me. Later, I became Yang Shujun's attendant. I knew that she was a simple lady."

His voice was neither loud nor soft, echoing in the rain. Because the rain was a bit loud, it was impossible to hear his other emotions.

"So, you took advantage of her kindness and successfully poisoned the entire Yang Family Fort?" Seeing him stop, she asked based on her guess.

His expression was indifferent, his eyes were gloomy, and his voice was hoarse as he admitted, "Yes."

Su Jiuxin glanced at him and couldn't help but ask: "Did you take advantage of her feelings?"

Nangong Jibai was silent for a while, and after a while, he answered softly: "Yes."

After hearing such an answer, she thought in her heart that this man was so heartless and scumbag, so it was understandable that Liu Zixian wanted to kill him. Now that she was listening to it, she wanted to give him a slap in the face, what was he thinking.

After a second thought, she asked again: "Who gave the assassination order? They wanted to destroy the Yang Family Fort. Even if Liu Zixian hates you, the first person to take revenge should be the person who gave the assassination order."

"Mu Zhishan." Nangong Jibai whispered back to her in a calm tone.

Upon hearing this, her eyes widened, and something immediately formed a logic in her mind.

Liu Zixian and Muzhishan had cooperated before, but at the sect conference, something happened to Muzhishan, and Liu Zixian did not step forward to help during the whole process. At that time, she also wondered why Liu Zixian suddenly turned his back on Muzhishan.

Thinking about it now, maybe Liu Zixian was not completely on the same side as Muzhishan from the beginning.

Realizing something, she asked in surprise: "Has Liu Zixian worked with Mu Qingyu for a long time?"

She was unsure about this idea and looked at Nangong Jibai, wanting to further confirm her guess.