[Comprehensive martial arts] Assassin's fine points system

In the early morning, the sun has not fully come out.It's just that the streets that have been lit up around are still a little deserted.

In the inn, a white and flawless arm like white jade crossed the screen, and was about to pick up the clothes on the shelf, when suddenly another hand was stretched out from the side, this hand was also white and delicate, but their owners were obviously not the same personal.

But at this moment, this hand has already grasped the wrist of the original hand... and held it tightly in an absolutely imprisoned manner, and then, a faint sigh sounded:

"Do you... regret it?"

The voice was gentle and calm, full of doubts, but also full of determination, as if he would go crazy if he didn't get a definite answer.

In the silence, Wuming turned his head and looked at the man in front of him who looked soft but actually revealed danger all over his body. He was motionless——

Until now, Wuming is still a little unbelievably confused. Yesterday...yesterday, when Gong Jiu uttered that sentence, after watching him for a long time, Wuming suddenly remembered what Gong Jiu said when he planted plum blossoms in Wanmei Villa that day. What he said, combined with all the journey since he met Gong Jiu, he didn't know what kind of psychology was out of the moment. In a hoarse voice, he murmured without any concealment:

"Gong Jiu, you have won."

After that, everything that followed was like a splash in a dream, until both of them fell on the bed, until Duyou on the bed fell to the ground, until the clothes of the two gradually fell apart, Wuming still couldn’t recover, thinking about it now , even he himself felt a little unbelievable, that he...he was with Gong Jiu just like this?

Even though the two of them didn't make it to the last step, other things, what should be done, and what should not be done, are almost the same.

Now, his gaze swept over Gong Jiu's messy hair, his still red and swollen lips, and his skin with red and purple marks. He didn't even need to look down. And nothing less than... Thinking of this, Wuming couldn't help but sigh secretly: ...Yesterday, it was indeed too crazy.

"You, regret it?"

Asking again, Gong Jiu sat up straight on the bed. His waist was straight and slender, with clear curves and a suitable width. In the next moment, he was pulled back to his senses by the pain in his wrist, and the surrounding air seemed to be completely frozen, full of ice-cold, solemnity that was ready to go.

"Do you regret it?"

Muttering repeatedly, Wuming raised his head and looked straight at Gong Jiu's gradually cold pupils. He smiled abruptly, and then seemed to have completely given up all the burdens on himself, and lazily leaned back, letting go You fell down on the wrinkled bed sheet, then looked up at Gong Jiu sideways, shook your head lightly, and asked:

"Why should I regret it? I did it, so why should I regret it?"

Gong Jiu didn't speak, just stared straight into Wuming's eyes for a long, long time, and then she also lay down, loosened the restraint in her hands, with a smile on her face, but her tone was very cold, and she said with a little joke:

"That's it. Just now, if you slow down a little bit, Jiudu intends to seriously injure you, and first cripple your kung fu, and then imprison you on the nameless island, where you will be humiliated day and night. What Jiu hates the most in his life is cheating." .So, blade...don't do such a helpless thing in the future."

With a cold snort, Wuming got up again, and still stretched out his hand towards the screen. This time, as expected, there was no obstruction. After putting on his clothes, he turned around:

"Gong Jiu, do you think that...everyone is the same as you, if you can't get it, you will destroy it, but you have to get it; if you get it, even if you throw it away, you can't let others get involved? You have such a serious heart disease, it will not be good result."

After listening, Gong Jiu was not angry, but naturally reached out to take the shirt handed by Wuming, evoking an evil arc:

"Isn't that what Ke Ren likes about Gong Jiu?"

Wuming didn't answer, took out a red ribbon, and was about to tie his hair, when Gong Jiu suddenly took away the things in his hand, and said lightly:

"I'll do it."

After the words fell, he did not give Wuming a chance to refute, and directly picked up a strand of snow-white hair, and then another strand. During the movement, he said slowly:

"Blade, the rivers and lakes are not peaceful, and the court is even less peaceful..."

"I've already made up my mind about this matter."

Suddenly interrupting Gong Jiu's words, Wuming paused, and then continued:

"Leaving aside other things, the matter of the Nanwang Mansion is a foregone conclusion. The matter has come to this point, Gu Ren must not and will never take half a step back.

Moreover, because of me, the great event of the King of the South has to be brought forward. Shizi said, for the road to be smoother, I hope that during this period, I can try my best to divert the attention of all the people in the rivers and lakes elsewhere, at least...not Let people who shouldn't appear have any chance to ruin the big event. "

"The prince of the Southern Prince...Hmph."

Letting go, Gong Jiu stepped back a little, looked carefully at the hair he had tied for Wuming, nodded in satisfaction, and then smiled lightly. Although he didn't express any other opinions, Wuming said clearly:

"It's normal for you to be disdainful, but there is no doubt that without you, the oriole behind him, the chances of success for Prince Nan Wang's son are great. At this time, although I don't know where my cousin has gone, but... Since I have taken over the affairs of the cousin, then the agreement between you and the cousin should also be fulfilled by the two of us. If you want to play tricks..."

He suddenly picked up Duyou on the ground, put his nameless fingers on it lightly, and then Gong Jiu's special habit suddenly sounded, he couldn't help letting go, and said instead:

"In any case, you must have made a decision long ago."

After finishing speaking, he put on his boots, hugged Duyou, and walked towards the door without looking back, until his figure completely disappeared, then Gong Jiu curled the corners of his lips, and the meaning in his eyes was unclear:

"Tsk, it's a ruthless one. Since you can't take action against Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue...it seems..."

Walking to the window, he whistled. After a while, a pigeon flew up in the distance. Not long after, a man dressed in ordinary clothes quietly appeared in the room, with his head bowed and one knee on the ground. Say something.

And Gong Jiu took a look at him, casually raised his hand to run down a strand of black hair scattered in front of his forehead, and exuded a powerful icy air all over his body:

"Decree, three days later, I want to see that no one in the world knows the name of Gong Jiu."

"Yes!"

On the other side, Wuming also walked into a dark and deserted alley——

This is a truly uninhabited alley, not only is there all kinds of spider webs all over the surrounding, even the path is full of potholes, dust is flying everywhere, Wuming just continued walking with a blank expression until he appeared in front of him. There was a low wall, and then he stopped abruptly and looked around, except for a black shadow huddled in the corner of the wall, there was nothing else around.So, he approached this group of black shadows, and then, this group of black shadows also stood up straight——

But it was a dog, a piebald who was very old and about to be buried.However, this is indeed not an ordinary dog, because when they looked at each other, the old dog slowly stuck out its tongue, and looked at Wuming with cloudy eyes for a long time, then licked its paw, and spit out a human Word:

"Young Master Qixian, Jimo... Lonely Blade?"

Nodding, Wuming said:

"Your Ghost Villa, Mr. Dog?"

Mr. Gou Lang shook the fur on his body, and replied:

"I'm here. But I don't know, Mr. Jimo, Yifei, summoned me here, why?"

Nameless looked up:

"Since your Excellency is from the Ghost Villa, you must have good skills. I have a trick here called 'Fengwu Jiutian'. Although it is not as good as my cousin's 'Flying Immortal Outside the Sky', once I use it, even if it doesn't kill anyone. It can make people like my cousin not move their swords for three months."

When the words came out, Mr. Gou Lang was moved, but he did not doubt the truth of the words. After all, the more proud a person is, the more he disdains to lie. Therefore, Mr. Gou Lang just looked at Wuming fixedly, because he knew that Wuming The words must not have been finished.

Sure enough, there was a pause for a moment, as if to give Gou Langjun some time to receive the shocking news, and Wuming continued to speak slowly:

"It's just that, although I deeply believe in the power of this move, this move has never been shown before. As for the 'Dance of the Red Feather', it is also a half-form of this move, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Gou Lang took two steps back and hurriedly shook his neck and said:

"Wait, wait! I'm good at pretending to inquire about news, but I'm really not good at it. If you want to try the trick, young master, I'm afraid you have to find someone else."

With a slight sign, Wuming continued with a blank expression:

"Therefore, instead of going down to find the people of the world, it is better for the people of the world to find me. However, due to the limited reputation of Gu Ren, it would be laughed at as arrogant, and I would like to ask Mr. Lang to help me."

"Uh... this, easy to talk about!"

Standing up straight in embarrassment, Mr. Gou Lang stretched out his paw and patted his chest, a pair of cloudy dog ​​eyes gave out an indescribable brilliance at this moment:

"I don't dare to say anything else, but I can easily collect and disseminate news. Mr. Jimo, just wait and hear the good news from me!"

After all, Gou Langjun's body size gradually shrunk, and then quickly grew bigger, but when he got bigger, the person standing in front of Wuming was a very normal middle-aged man, and his feet , lying on a piece of piebald, complete dog skin!

Then, holding his fists slightly, the man took a few steps back, turned around, and jumped a few more times. In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared in this dark alley.

Instead, Wuming looked down at Duyou in his hand, and after a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth:

"System, things have developed to this point, how much time do I... have left?"

During the silence, the system was speechless, but Wuming smiled indifferently, and was about to give up the possibility of getting an answer, but the system finally spoke:

"Host, you are facing Gongjiu..."

Wuming remained expressionless: "Isn't this what you want to see?"

"Host sauce! The Lun family isn't joking now, it's just a joke, don't you always understand?!"

Wuming was silent for a while, and finally said softly helplessly:

"I'm an assassin."

——Also always just an assassin, when You Ming decided to abandon his identity as an assassin because of Naihe, he died once.So... Even though she did like Gong Jiu a little this time, but... the assassin's special skills naturally include... cutting off love.Now... It's just some indulgence after letting go of scruples before leaving.That's all... that's all.

The author has something to say: Poor Gong Jiu... This is the so-called [If you don't die, you won't die]