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Chapter 59 Han Wubing

 This is definitely a very experienced assassin.

If he had the first sword to go straight to Cui Yuanyang, Zhao Changhe, who was ready to go, would be able to slash his head with one sword.

But he first feinted Zhao Changhe. During this fight between the two sides, Zhao Changhe's center of gravity naturally moved backwards, and the sword's back was also buried to deal with the key points of protection, but the assassin had already used the force to stab Cui Yuanyang in the direction. After all, Zhao Changhe was not very experienced. Any time his thinking was half a beat slower and his later move was adjusted half a minute, Cui Yuanyang had already been on the spot at this moment.

Zhao Changhe did not have time to adjust the center of gravity, but no one expected that just as the assassin's sword light turned, a sharp little stone had popped up in Zhao Changhe's left hand, as if the assassin turned around and gave Zhao Changhe his back to hit him, and he "snap" to hit Jianjing.

The assassin's arm was numb and he couldn't even hold the sword. Cui Yuanyang was not Tie Hanhan who was purely powerless. Seeing this, he directly scored a glimpse of the assassin's soft sword with one sword, and pierced through the assassin's throat.

"..." The assassin died in tears at the hands of the little white rabbit, and he didn't even understand how he died before he died.

Of course, even Yue Hongling was scolding Wu De. While slashing his sword, he was already secretly slapped the stones while retreating. This was originally a secret move that Zhao Changhe used to fight the enemy, but who knew that the assassin just turned around, but it was the same as the one who sent it.

The young man in black who was watching finally couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Zhao Changhe secretly called luck, and a cold sweat came out, but he did not dare to breathe a sigh of relief and stared at the hands of the young man in black.

The young man in black shook his head and finally moved.

The sword light flashed, but it was not the direction of Zhao Changhe and Cui Yuanyang. The remaining Cui family members in the field screamed in no particular order and fell down at the same time.

Heavy rain fell from the holes on the roof, washing the blood on the ground. The originally empty and silent ruined temple was already full of corpses.

Cui Yuanyang had tears on his face, so he carefully hid behind Zhao Changhe, and looked at the young man in black with half of his head. Not to mention her, even Zhao Changhe couldn't figure out where this person came from and what he was thinking.

The young man in black collected his sword and returned to the sheath, and finally spoke: "Although these people are not surnamed Cui, they can indeed be regarded as members of the Cui family. Miss Cui knows the connection more clearly than me."

Cui Yuanyang bit his lower lip and did not answer.

The man suddenly laughed: "Those who say come first and then come, don't disturb others are vulgar bandits. Those who say that they are booking a farm here and driving people away are famous families. Ha...hahahaha..."

After laughing, I was laughing wildly, and the sound shook the roof.

Cui Yuanyang pulled the corner of Zhao Changhe's clothes pitifully, and his head was almost creeping into his nest.

Zhao Changhe finally asked: "I dare not ask you for advice, yes..."

The man's laughter slowly stopped and he returned to Gu Jing Wubo's dead face: "Han Wubing."

People who can introduce themselves so simply are usually very famous. Now Zhao Changhe goes out and says his name directly. Everyone knows who it is. After all, it is impossible for people in this world to have never seen it. If they have been posted once, they will be well-known in the world, even if it is only 25.

This person who dares to introduce this without being afraid of jokes is obviously the same level.

Han Wubing, Qianlong is eighty-seven, slightly higher than Zhao Changhe. He is also a little higher in practice. He is at the fourth level of the entrance.

Career...Bounty Hunter.

In fact, everyone's names are not listed on the overall list. However, every flash will be recorded by someone, and all the lists will be sorted into books and sold out. Then every change in the list is favored by these profiteers, and they can sell the new version again.

Zhao Changhe didn't know why he had to spend money if he could sort out the list himself. Anyway, he was also one of the money. After all, he didn't look at the past period.

"It turns out to be Brother Han." Zhao Changhe bowed: "I'm going down to Zhao Changhe."

"I know, I know before you entered the door. After all, I have already seen your portrait well."

Han Wubing only said this, and everyone knows that there is still a word that has not been said.

He is a bounty hunter, so what is he going to do if he sees the portrait of a wanted criminal well?

Cui Yuanyang became nervous again and sensibly stopped grabbing the corner of Zhao Changhe's clothes, and took a little step back, fearing that he would affect his performance.

Han Wubing's eyes fell on Cui Yuanyang's face, and Zhao Changhe quietly stepped across the railing half a step, blocking Cui Yuanyang tightly, not even revealing the corner of his clothes.

Han Wubing sighed: "Ms. Cui has a reward, but Han doesn't kill this... there is no need to be so nervous."

Zhao Changhe said lightly: "So you want to kill me?"

"Everyone thinks that Han is a bounty hunter. This is a misunderstanding. He doesn't say that he is a profession. This is a private goods brought by the person who edits the book... It's just that Han has received various wanted bounties, including red flowers, black and white."

"So isn't this a bounty hunter?"

"Han travels all over the world just to test the sword. But if he doesn't steal or rob, where does the money come from? All kinds of rewards are mostly scum of the world, or gangsters. Looking for these people can test the sword and maintain the needs of the world, that's all. If you have to say that you are a bounty hunter, it can be considered...but the main and the secondary are different."

Zhao Changhe twitched his lips. It seems that he is a perfect match. His ranking is similar and his strength is slightly lower than his. Isn’t he a natural sword tester? Then the government wanted to do so, and he is definitely a scum in the world. As for money, the magic sect’s huge bonus of 1,000 taels of gold...

Knowing what Zhao Changhe was thinking, Han Wubing said lightly: "Han came here and was indeed here to find you. I didn't expect to meet you halfway... Your swordsmanship is very good, and it is the best one among the most fair opponents I have seen in practice. I really want to fight you, but not now."

"Why? Because I said I would come first and then come, and I won't disturb you?"

Han Wubing's eyes fell behind Zhao Changhe again, and his indifferent eyes became softer: "Because of the words 'Go to the Jianghu in my heart'... A person like Miss Cui should not fall into the hands of a villain. I hope you can send her back safely. At that time, Han will make an appointment with you again, so how dare you respond?"

Zhao Changhe found it interesting.

He Zhao Changhe, Yue Hongling, Cui Yuanyang, and Han Wubing in front of him have a world of thought, and this world in everyone's heart may be the same thing, at least similar.

He bowed with fists and said, "It's all I wish. Brother Han can make an appointment, but Zhao must come to the appointment."

"There is about a thousand miles southeast of the Qing River. There is a lake named Gujian Lake. I happened to go there for something. Brother Zhao is going back and forth... What's the day of the beginning of summer?"

"Can."

"Then let's get to the Lixia, by the Gujian Lake." Han Wubing held his fist and bowed, stopped talking, turned around and left.

Cui Yuanyang poked his head out from behind Zhao Changhe at this time: "The legend of the sword in Gu Jianhu is mostly fake. My family sent someone to explore it many times, but nothing was there."

Han Wubing kept walking: "I know. It's just Qingming Festival to go there, but I'm just paying homage to my old friends."

"Who offered me a reward?"

"It's not what I know, but the reward is quite high... I'm sorry, this is not the world in the girl's heart."

The words are faint and people are gone.

Zhao Changhe turned around and pulled out Cui Yuanyang and smiled, "This person feels like a person who doesn't talk much. Today I said it for you. It's really loved by everyone."

Cui Yuanyang didn't say anything, but looked at the corpse on the ground in a daze.

Zhao Changhe put on the rabbit hat she had just turned off during the battle and said softly: "Don't think too much, this place is dirty, let's change the place."

Cui Yuanyang whispered: "I didn't expect that this time you and I, Han Wubing, this unknown assassin, the Cui family, met everywhere, and the lowest level was the Cui family."

Zhao Changhe rubbed her head: "It has nothing to do with it."

Cui Yuanyang turned his head to look at him: "You suddenly became much gentler, is it because I was assassinated and comforted me, or is it because of what I said just now?"

Zhao Changhe smiled, but no answer.
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