Listening to the sound behind him, Wuyin also stopped, accepting his fate. He turned his head and took off the mask on his face. This was a pure face, as white as jade, without a trace of flaws, but the sad smile on his face at this moment gave people a feeling of pity.

Zhong Wuhen looked at Wuyin's face, "What, are you going to give up?"

Wuyin wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, "You said, you lack a maid who plays the piano. Is it still too late to promise now, young master?" Wuyin sat on the ground and looked up at the man. This unresponsive man, oh no, to be precise, a unresponsive little man.

"Then how do you show me your loyalty?" Zhong Wuhen leaned down and stroked Wuyin's delicate chin.

Wuyin grinned, "Young Master, are you afraid of something? From the moment I chose to take off my mask and show it to others with my true face, I left the Bounty Pavilion, and now, you are my master!"

Wuyin wanted to say something else, and then he heard Zhong Wuhen ask, "Name, your real name!"

Wuyin was stunned for a moment, "I don't have a name. Since I entered the training camp of the Bounty Pavilion at the age of four, I have called Wuyin. Is it that my son wants to give me a name?"

Zhong Wuhen glanced at the piano behind Wuyin, and then said lightly: "You play the piano well, so I will give you the word "Le" and that is, from today, I will be my father's maid. Take your sword and follow me!" As he said that, Zhong Wuhen threw Wuyin a top-quality restoration pill, "You use this restoration pill to restore your true energy, and there may be a big battle in the future!"

When Zhong Wuhen brought Le to the carriage, Yi Dong and others had already turned around and prepared to escape. They wanted to escape from this place. They wanted to reveal the news and let the people behind them know how terrible the second son of the Zhong family was.

But before they could escape, Zhong Wuhen had already returned. King Wuhen was overwhelmed by the might of the warriors. These people with great cultivation could hardly move. They bent their knees and knelt down and kowtowed, "Young Master, please spare me, please spare me!"

Le stood beside Zhong Wuhen. The top-quality Rejuvenation Pill has been refined, and the exhausted true energy in his body has also been restored. "Young Master, do you want me to kill them? These people can tell at a glance that they have bad intentions to you!"

Zhong Wuhen walked over slowly, stood in front of the twelve guards, and then said, "Actually, from the beginning, I knew that you had a purpose in entering Zhong Mansion, but I don't know what forces you all came from, but unfortunately, you met me. Now I have a question, I hope you can answer me!"

All the twelve guards buried their heads in the snow, not daring to speak, for fear of making Zhong Wuhen unhappy, and that their lives would not be saved at all.

"There is one of my brothers who is yours. Then who can tell me which force that person is?" Zhong Wuhen stood in the snow, his thin figure Wuwei angry.

But no one speaks, those who don’t know don’t know what to say, and those who know don’t dare to say it.

Zhong Wuhen knew their thoughts the most and sneered, "So that's the case. I don't want to say it. That's great. Since you don't want to say it, it's useless to keep you, isn't it?"

Yi Dong raised his head, "Young Master, I am the third princess of Silver Water Kingdom. They are in the same group as me. All of us are here, so this matter cannot be done by us. I hope the young master will clearly observe it!" Yi Dong wanted to survive. He is a martial artist, and he is only 30 years old, so he has great potential.

Zhong Wuhen cut Yi Dong with a glance, then slowly said, "I only need a groom!" As he stretched out his hand, a spiritual sword inserted in the snow in the distance was sucked into his hand by him, and he swung it forward and turned away, as if he didn't care about the matter here at all.

Le stood beside Zhong Wuhen and asked in confusion, "Young Master, why should you give that person a chance?"

Zhong Wuhen glanced at Le and pinched Le's chin, "Then why do you think I want to give you a chance?"

Le's expression panicked, and then a touching smile appeared on her face, "Because, because the young master disdained to kill me, nor did he despise anyone, right?" From beginning to end, there was only one kind of information she read from Zhong Wuhen's eyes, that is, calmness. She deeply doubted whether King Wu was the real strength of this man.

"Young Master, there is one thing I'm very curious about, and I hope you can solve my doubts!"

"Say!" Zhong Wuhen slowly spit out a word.

"Young master, why are you so strong? You obviously look like you are only in your teens!" Le tilted his head and looked at Zhong Wuhen's side face.

Zhong Wuhen stepped forward and picked up the down robe and draped it on his body. His true energy shook, and the snowflakes on the robe flew down. "Girl, have you ever seen a martial art that is strong when it comes to strong when it comes to strong, and weak when it comes to weak?" After that, Zhong Wuhen got into the carriage and said slowly: "The snow has stopped, it's time to set off!"

The Leshi said "Oh", and then he entered the carriage and sat obediently beside Zhong Wuhen without saying a word, which was exactly the same as the arrogant killer before.

Zhong Wuhen lifted the curtain, looked outside, and whispered: "I finally understand, what is missing from this stunning snow scene? A little red in the snow is the only thing that is the most attractive existence!"

After a while, a man came over with a strong breath and knelt on the side of the carriage. The man was covered in blood, and the spiritual sword in his hand was even more covered in blood. "Young Master, I, Yi Dong, will be the husband of the young master from today and let the young master send you a mission!"

After kneeling in the snow and waiting for a long time, Zhong Wuhen's voice came out of the carriage, "Go and sort it out, clean up the smell of blood on your body, then remove the broken tree and prepare to set off!"

It was not until this time that Yi Dong showed a hint of joy and nodded, "Yes, young master, I'll do it now!"

Inside the carriage, Le also asked curiously: "Young Master, have you known that he would do this long ago?"

Zhong Wuhen shook his head, "It's not that I know, but that he must do it, because he wants to live, and even to show his loyalty to me, he must kill those people. Of course, the most important reason why I keep him is that I don't know how to drive the carriage!"

With a "puff", the music couldn't help laughing.

Soon, their carriage set off again. When the carriage was moving along the route, the headquarters of the Tianfeng Kingdom Bounty Pavilion was already in a panic. The life cards of the three golden killers were broken continuously in just half a quarter of an hour. They didn't know what happened in the past half a minute, and they had no way to investigate. They only knew that all this was related to the name on the list, Zhong Wuhen!

At this time, the two elders of Yin and Yang also immediately issued an order, "All the golden-faced killers stop all actions related to Zhong Wuhen and wait for two months!"

The remaining golden-faced killers who received the news also immediately retreated, but there were still many silver-faced killers who had already gone to Beilin Village, waiting for an opportunity.

In the carriage, Zhong Wuhen closed his eyes, but was actually silently checking what was exploded by killing the three people. The points released by the three people were 600, so there was no need to mention the experience value. No matter how much experience value was, it would not increase Zhong Wuhen's level by one percentage point.

As for the special items, a storage bag with ten cubic meters in space was directly exposed, a third-grade spiritual sword and a high-grade Xuan-level combat skill - the Qifeng Sword, were not a big deal. Zhong Wuhen was too lazy to learn, so he threw it into the storage space.

The next day, the three of them were once again besieged by a group of killers. What was different from before was that there were dozens of people this time, including ten silver-faced killers and even more bronze-faced killers. Zhong Wuhen only took action once, took the lives of several people and returned to the carriage. The remaining people were handed over to Yi Dong and the maid Le.

"Dingdong, congratulations on completing the mission, the killer's persistence, and the reward of the Killing God Sword (remember), the subsequent sword score of the Killing Sword, 1,000 points, and 10,000 experience!"

Finally, the entire book of the Killing Sword was synthesised by Zhong Wuhen. After learning it, Zhong Wuhen realized that this was actually a top-grade combat skill that reached the highest level of the heavenly level. It had a total of nine moves and was powerful. Zhong Wuhen showed joy. This combat skill was prepared for the newly acquired maid. He also noticed that the Wuyin Kill used by Le was one of the nine sword techniques, but even this sword had reached the top level of the Xuan-level. If he learned the entire sword technique, how powerful it would be.

Le and Yi Dong came to the side of the carriage, and Zhong Wuhen also handed the Killing God Sword and the Killing Sword Score to Le, and said lightly: "This is the sword technique you have practiced. You should continue to practice it. The disadvantage of this sword technique is that it is too heavy for murderous aura. Fortunately, you are happy and calm, and it is good to hone the murderous aura. As for this sword, try to use it as little as possible. This sword is very evil!"

Le didn't expect Zhong Wuhen to hand over this kind of thing to her. You should know that this combat skill has reached the peak of the heavenly level and is one of the most powerful combat skills in Jiuhua Continent, but he just threw it to him casually. This Killing Sword has surpassed the spiritual weapon, and the preciousness cannot be said.

"Thank you, Young Master!" Le was truly convinced by Zhong Wuhen at this time.

Yi Dong, who was standing aside, was extremely envious of him, but he didn't dare to ask for anything. After all, he had done too many things before, and now he had to do his best to do his best to do his best.

Of course, Zhong Wuhen would not miss anyone and threw a storage bag over, "You can use this, your strength is still too weak!"

Yi Dong had never seen the storage bag, and he scratched his head in confusion. He held the storage bag and didn't know how to use it. Zhong Wuhen also smiled and said, "This is the storage bag, which contains ten cubic meters, dripping blood, and then inject true energy when it is opened!"
Chapter completed!