Chapter 22 It's you

The sound of chaotic and rapid footsteps came quickly in the distance, and then the figure with blood gushing from his waist was already breathing heavily into the wooden house. The black shadow, who was sitting at the round table, was startled and immediately stood up to help him to the table. A bottle of strange powder fell down in an instant, quickly stopping the blood that kept gushing out of the wound.

After a long time, the heavily injured assassin finally recovered from his weakness. He glanced at his companion in black and suddenly forced himself to kneel down and said, "Teacher, I have a entrusted me to you! This task could have been completed smoothly, but because a strange guy suddenly intervened, so..."

"I just heard about this. I just blamed me for just arrived here yesterday, otherwise I could help you." Seeing him kneeling down to apologize, the black shadow quickly helped him up and pondered: "Who is he who can actually destroy our kidnapping plan twice in a row? Could it be that he is the master of Catherine?"

"No, that guy seems to be Winter's personal bodyguard!" Thinking of the scene he had just experienced, the assassin, who was still scared, couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said with a grudge: "That bastard has no domain power. In other words, he is only at a high level. But it's strange that he has all kinds of strange props around him, such as a belt that can shoot out silver needles, a sword that can make him fly, and a clone that appears inexplicably..."

"Wait, you said he can fire silver needles and fly with swords?" However, at this moment, another black shadow suddenly interrupted the assassin's words. He stood up in disbelief and murmured: "How is it possible, is it him... so coincidental that he would also run into him here?"

"Hey, is anyone planning to invite me to have a drink?" Almost at the same time, a playful voice suddenly came from outside the wooden house, and then the Yutian sword rushed in as the blood soul spear opened the way. The wood chips flew, and the air waves rolled, a man in a black scale armored suit forced into the room. The rainy pear blossom needle shot out in an instant, covering the sky with magic of various attributes, pointing to the two assassins who were close at hand.

With a cold snorted, the black shadow swung his sleeves and rolled up dozens of purple lights, which broke through the roof while forcing An Ruoran to retreat. The assassin, who was hit by the silver needle, took the opportunity to jump onto the roof, temporarily avoiding An Ruoran's sudden attack, but the wounded wound suddenly burst out. An Ruoran cleverly rotated in the void, easily avoiding the interweaving of purple lights. But when he saw the short and fat figure, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then smiled in surprise: "Well, it's you... this time, see who is running away in the panic!"

Before the word "Who" fell, he had already shot again, taking the mysterious assassin who had attacked Christine and himself. Almost at the same time, another clone suddenly appeared and blasted heavily at the opponent behind him! The black shadow was stunned for a moment, but it seemed that he was unwilling to hurt him. He just bounced his fingers while suddenly jumping up, and dozens of black snowflakes condensed from Douqi fluttered down, forming a domain barrier that could not be broken through for the time being.

"Wait! Young man, I have no intention of hurting..." It seemed that the black shadow seemed to be quite concerned about An Ruoran's appearance, as if he had the idea of ​​retreating. But before he could finish his words, An Ruoran, who knew that the opponent's agility, had shot again. The blood soul spear turned into several red lights and barely hit the barrier, causing the ripples of the air to ripple and reveal a trace of opportunity to take advantage of. Immediately afterwards, the Yutian Sword had already passed by without any effort, and blasted at the opponent who was close to him again!

He shouted helplessly, and the black shadow suddenly swung out a dagger, bringing up a shining purple light to block the Yutian Sword. He also took advantage of the momentum to jump high and transformed into countless figures and came from all sides. However, the storm of fighting spirit still seemed to have room for room and did not intend to kill An Ruoran. However, although he showed mercy, An Ruoran, who was ignorant, advanced again. The Blood Soul Spear kept chasing the other party, not giving him any chance to dodge or speak.

"An, stop!" However, at this moment, the familiar female voice suddenly sounded behind the curtain. An Ruoran was stunned for a moment, instinctively retreated backwards, and at the same time turned his head to look at the curtain that separated the room in front and behind the wooden house. The slightest blow came, lifting the floating curtain, and slowly making the figure behind the curtain appear. She sat alone in a magic wheelchair, looking at the two fighters with pale face, and her anxious eyes were a little uneasy, and her expression seemed extremely complicated...

"Wei, Weiya..." An Ruoran's figure shook and almost fell from the Yutian Sword. Then, after he finally managed to control his body, he looked at the battle shadow thoughtfully and murmured: "Since you are here, then this person who has fought with me twice is..."

Before he could speak, the black shadow gently pulled off the masked black cloth, revealing Bathir's mediocre face. An Ruoran put away the Yutian sword with a solemn expression, and looked at the two people with complicated expressions on the opposite side. No one spoke for a while. It was not until a long time later that he pondered slightly: "So, whether it is attacking Christine or trying to kidnap Miss Anne, your purpose is to..."

He did not continue to say it, but waited for the other party's explanation. Weiya looked at Bathir helplessly and sighed in a low voice: "Okay, if you want to know something, then let Teacher Bathir tell you. But please believe that the teacher and I arrived here yesterday, and we don't know that you are involved in this matter."

As she said this, she had pushed the wheelchair back into the curtain, her pale look seemed so fragile. Bathir slowly stepped forward a few steps, patted An Ruoran's shoulder, and walked out the door: "An, let's go outside to talk about the story of Miss Weiya's experience. From the perspective of the novel, Miss Weiya's experience is a clichéd and indeed sad plot..."

As Bathil tells, the original downpour gradually becomes weaker. An Ruoran looked at the raindrops outside the door and listened to the low narrative of the men beside him, and his thoughts couldn't help but sink into the past ten years ago. When did Viaya be like Christine today, she was like a princess. And her father was also the former speaker of the Northern Alliance, and was once known as the most likely person to truly unify the Northern Continent.

However, when Weiya's mother died due to an accident, the speaker fell into a slump in drinking and drowning sorrow, until he married the daughter of the patriarch of a small tribe in the north. This was a very outstanding woman with unparalleled beauty and wisdom. She quickly gained the trust of the speaker and Weiya's attachment, and soon she truly integrated into the family. Many times, when the young Weiya sat next to her stepmother, she would forget her true mother who gradually disappeared into her memory...

But the good times did not last long. Weiya's father contracted a strange disease soon after. He could not even get up to deal with any government affairs, and could only rely on his wife to help with the food. In the process, the stepmother, who was originally only helping, began to become more and more outstanding, and even those members of the parliament could not be picky about her work ability. The power was unconsciously concentrated in the hands of this woman, and many people even forgot that they should have been loyal to the speaker on the sickbed...

"That woman, wouldn't it be..." An Ruoran had already vaguely understood sixty or seventy when he heard this. Bathil smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "A few years later, Weiya's father finally left the world on the sickbed. With the support of Weiya and a group of MPs, Catherine successfully became one of the thirty-six MPs and entered the core of power of the Northern Parliament Alliance. If the secret was not revealed, Weiya might still live in the weaving lies, but unfortunately, Weiya found the blood words written by her father on the bottom of the bed during the process of tidying up the room..."

"Imagine that a man who cannot speak or even move even wrote hundreds of words in the blood he coughed up for several years." Bathir shook his head, his expression couldn't help but become awe-inspiring. "The content of this blood book is very simple, pointing to Catherine adding chronic poison to the medicine soup. But Via's father's bones turned into nothingness by a lightning strike a few years ago, and there is no evidence to prove this. What's worse is that Catherine has already had great power at this time. Even if Via directly points this point in public, she is probably the only one who will be unlucky first."

"So, you can only escape and leave the Northern Alliance and come to the Kashya Empire." An Ruoran slowly stroked his chin, turned his head to look at the still curtain behind him. Bathir nodded and said in a deep voice: "I think you can guess what happened after this. For Via, she hopes to one day she can avenge her father, take back everything she has lost, and expose Catherine's true face to the sun!"

"I can understand this mood. If I were the case, I would do this." An Ruoran shook his head meaninglessly. What could he use to refute Weiya's decision? But a few seconds later, he suddenly frowned slightly and pondered: "Wait, then where did Christine come from? If Catherine married Weiya's father, how could she have Christine as a daughter?"

"It is said that Christine is just her adopted daughter." Battier was stunned for a moment, and then replied lightly, "But no matter what the truth is, at least Katherine loves Christine very much, so we once hoped to approach Catherine through Christine. Ann. Whether you plan to help us or not, you must be careful of Catherine. That is not a simple woman. We even think there is an extremely huge force behind her."

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