Yi Juncheng nodded: "Xiaoyu, don't worry."

Yi Juncheng put on a mask, walked out of the house, and came to the gate of the courtyard to greet the stranger.

I saw the man in black dress, with a well-proportioned figure and a slightly tender face. He looked only sixteen or seventeen years old. Looking at the age of this person, Yi Juncheng was a little disappointed, after all, he was too young.

Although he could not see Yi Juncheng's face, the disappointment did not escape Dongfang Mo's eyes. Yi Juncheng was still a little stunned: "Can the shadow judge his ability just by looking at the appearance of a person?" Dongfang Mo spoke lightly, interrupting Yi Juncheng's continuous actions.

Dongfang Mo's cold words made Yi Juncheng stunned, but he was a little surprised by Dongfang Mo's momentum and quickly held hands and gave in: "Young Master, please come in."

After a moment of loss of consciousness, Yi Juncheng was already calm. After all, he was the general who commanded thousands of troops.

Yi Juncheng was indifferent to the future people invited to the living room. The two of them sat down, and a maid gave Xiangming. When there were only two people left in the room, Yi Juncheng said: "I heard that you want to join us Shadow."

Dongfang Mo put the teacup in his hand on the table and nodded slightly.

Yi Juncheng was not dissatisfied with Dongfang Mo's indifferent attitude, but he still asked calmly: "I don't know what you call me."

"Dongfang Mo." He simply and calmly reported his name.

Yi Juncheng couldn't help but look at Dongfang Mo's confidence. Where did such a tender face come from so much confidence?

He reached out and took a stack of task orders from the side: "Actually, it's not difficult to join us Shadow. Just complete the task we specified," he said while handing the task order to Dongfang Mo. "Young Master can choose from these tasks. The difficulty level has been stated." Yi Juncheng deliberately put the task of assassinating Yucha inside, just to see if Dongfang Mo would notice it.

Dongfang Mo savored the tea calmly, flipped it casually, and after rumbling it over, he smiled slightly: "Are they all murderous tasks?"

Yi Juncheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. Dongfang was a bit arrogant. This was Yi Juncheng's first feeling. Anyone who is a killer has this personality, but his strength cannot be compared. Yi Juncheng smiled slightly: "Young Master Dongfang, our shadow is not a random killing of innocent people. Only with an employer will we start, but we will not kill the elderly, weak, women and children. If the young master wants to do other tasks, it may disappoint the young master."

Dongfang Mo quickly pulled out the task of assassinating Yucha, because of the highest level among all the tasks. Dongfang Mo just wanted to join as soon as possible. If he killed this person, he should be able to pass the assessment. Dongfang Mo directly handed over the task order: "Just this." His tone was very casual.

"Young Master came to my Shadow for the first time. For your safety, I will not send this task to you for the time being. You should choose one from other tasks." Yi Juncheng said 70% caring and three-point cautiously.

Although it would be a little troublesome to Yi Juncheng's decision, it made Dongfang Mo very comfortable. They are not people who use any means to achieve their goals.

Dongfang Mo randomly selected three of the task lists and left Shadow's headquarters.

Arriving at a very ordinary inn, Siyan Ji hurriedly asked: "How is Dongfang Mo, what assessment should I pass to join the shadow?"

Dongfang Mo introduced the tasks in the task list, and the four-eyed chicken was also disdainful: "I didn't expect that King Dingyuan looked down on people too much."

"You also thought that this shadow is the organization under the Dingyuan King." Dongfang Mo was a little surprised at the Four-eyed Chicken's judgment.

"Look at their mission, they are all killing those normal people. Is it easy to judge the result?" Four-eyed chicken said disdainfully.

"I also want to see this task. If these people are good people, I have to think about it." Dongfang Mo made up his mind.

In the evening, Dongfang Mo walked on the street, dispersed his spiritual power, listened to people's talk, and came to the door of a tall mansion, which was the location of one of the tasks.

Qiu San, the owner of this mansion, is a vicious man with a cultivation level of the sixth level of the first year. Every time he robs a woman, he will give a betrothal gift, etc. He does his best, and even the government can't do anything to him. Qiu San is still an eloquent person. As a cultivator, he has such cultivation, and ordinary cultivators are not his opponent.

The woman stolen by Qiu San was tortured to death by him in just seven days. In the past year, I don’t know how many women have been ruined.

Dongfang Mo was so angry that he was extremely angry about such a demon. Standing in front of the door, Dongfang Mo dispersed his spiritual power and locked the man's position. In the deepest yard, a woman was lying on the bed, who had been tortured by him.

"You are too delicate. I haven't had enough fun yet. You are so impatient." Qiu San suddenly picked up the woman, and the woman was picked up like a little rabbit.

"Give me your life, please spare me, I really can't stand it." The woman begged for mercy miserably, but this aroused Qiu Sangeng's powerful one.

"Hahaha, since you still have the strength to speak, you can continue to serve me." As Qiu San spoke, he threw the woman hard onto the bed and wanted to continue to ravage her.

Just when the woman was feeling desperate, the door of the house that had been tied to death was kicked open: "Stop"

A voice was not very high, but Qiu San in the room sounded extremely cold.

Qiu San looked at the woman on the bed and looked back at the door. He saw a man in black standing at the door, with a tender face, but Qiu San instantly regained his ferocious aura: "Who is you, you dare to ruin my good deeds?"

"Shadow, Dongfang Mo" Dongfang Mo just said this sentence gently, and then he shook his body without even seeing the movements under his feet. The person had arrived in front of him.

This made Qiu San a little unacceptable. He was obviously a person, but why did he suddenly move in front of him and move instantly. This had already exceeded his cognitive range, but a powerful spiritual energy had already hit him.

It turned out that Dongfang Mo was pouring his spiritual energy into his feet and took the lead without hesitation.

Before Qiu San could ask the next sentence, he felt a stinging pain in his heart and could no longer speak, because a sharp dagger had already pierced his heart. In an instant, he lost all his feelings and fell to the ground with a thud.

When the figure flashed again, Dongfang Mo had returned to his original position. Ordinary people could not see any of Dongfang Mo's actions just now. There was only one result, that is, Qiu San died at Dongfang Mo's hands without even asking a word.

For people who are two levels lower than themselves, Dongfang Mo does not need to use any technique, but just uses his own spiritual energy to kill them.

Dongfang Mo sent the woman who was already scared and at a loss on the bed back to her home, and left her name at the scene of the murder, Dongfang Mo.

Taking advantage of the night, Dongfang Mo came to the second place again. The task list described that the thief Liu De's cultivation level is also at the sixth level of the Chuyuan period. No matter what, as long as he is targeted, he will definitely not escape the misfortune of being stolen. Many families have suffered from disasters due to this.

Dongfang Mo easily found Liu De's hiding place. In the same situation, Dongfang Mo just stood lightly not far away and reported his name: "Shadow, Dongfang Mo"

Liu De sneered: "When will Shadow even try a fool killer like you? Haven't you heard of the name of the thief Liu De? If you let me see you, can you still chase me?" Liu De had known that he had been on Shadow's mission list, but he escaped several times, so he didn't care anymore and became so rampant.

Dongfang Mo didn't move: "Haha, I'll know if I can catch up with you?"

Liu De was extremely confident in his own degree. In his opinion, he was just a reckless man who didn't know the depth. However, when Liu Demeng opened his legs, he realized that his degree was several levels different from that of Dongfang.

In order to survive, Liu De even used his strength to feed himself, but he was still chased by Dongfang Mo and had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

Dongfang Mo's majestic spiritual infusion and legs is not something that someone like Liu De can bear.

Finally, Liu De was panting, and Dongfang Mo easily sent the sharp dagger in his hand into Liu De's chest. Finally, he left his name beside Liu De's side, Dongfang Mo.

After looking at the sky, Dongfang Mo came to the third place. The third one was a fierce female demon voice. Although it was a woman, her cultivation level was one level higher than the first two, and the seventh level of the first year. However, this demon voice had a hobby, which was to snatch the baby excessively. As long as it was her favorite, it would snatch it up. But in no time, the baby would be thrown away. No matter how alive or dead it was, the place where she threw it was mostly cliffs and no one could save it. Therefore, as long as the baby in her hands could not escape a result.

Dongfang Mo stood in a cave, and the baby's crying was faintly heard inside. Dongfang Mo's heart tightened. No matter what, if this baby meets him, he can't let him die.

Mo Yin's vigilance was stronger than the first two. As soon as Dongfang Mo stood at the entrance of the cave, Mo Yin noticed it. Mo Yin picked up the crying baby with one hand and slowly walked out of the cave.
Chapter completed!