"Idiot" the man in black said these two words coldly.

"Ah? Did the idiot say to me? I am the youngest Shangshu in Zhongli history, and the idiot will definitely not have a chance to be with me." He is quite idiot, and Qi Yuan also feels that he is very naughty. Who would talk to the killer about the price of his life like him, and advise others to charge more.

He looked disdainful and looked like Qi Yuan, "I bought it with money."

How cold? Qi Yuan unconsciously touched his arm. This big brother, such a cool and sensible thing, is really cold.

"Brother, you look down on people too much. If I buy it for money, will anyone still spend money to buy my life? You are really... By the way, you haven't told me how much my life is worth so that I can understand it too."

"100,000 taels"

"100,000 taels? No, my life is worth so much. Brother, you must be like the other party, otherwise you will lose a lot. Think about how much money I, Qi Yuan, saved for the Zhongli Treasury in a year, is worth one million taels at my worth." 100,000 taels, so rich, who spends so much money to buy his life so much, think about it carefully.

"Gold" said in a more disdainful voice that the man in black said that he would ask him to kill such a person and reduce his identity.

"What? One hundred thousand taels of gold, right? Brother, are you at the top of the killer ranking? Someone actually spent so much money to ask you to kill me. Don't you think it's too useless? Kill me, just hire a little killer in the martial arts world. How can you spend so much money to ask you to do it?" Well, Qi Yuan didn't know what he was saying, he was just tying it.

"How do you know that's my price?" The disdainful eyes finally closed and replaced them with cold and ruthless eyes.

I guessed it nonsense, but I dare not say it. "I know myself and know how many taels of silver I'm worth."

In other words, your life is not worth 100,000 taels of gold, so this money is your price. Of course, this is just the superficial meaning, but everyone knows that Qi Yuan is very valuable, and someone spends 100,000 taels of gold to ask a killer to kill him.

"Since that's the case, take your life." As soon as he finished speaking, the cold sword was placed on Qi Yuan's neck.

Qi Yuan didn't move at all, and his eyes didn't change for a moment. The man had just deliberately released his murderous aura, but he felt that the sword placed on his neck had no murderous aura.

"Do you have to pay for your life? You don't seem to be short of money?" Looking at the sword, his temperament, and even his black night clothes, you know that this man is very rich.

"You have seen my face, and anyone who has seen me must die." His tone was cold, but there was a slight joking feeling.

Brother, you don’t cover your face. What does it have to do with me? “I can’t see clearly what you look like so dark.”

"Hmph, even so, I'll die."

"Why don't you go out in a mask?" Is there such a killer? Are those who don't go out in a mask still called a killer? Also, don't killers kill as soon as they enter the door? Do you still need to talk with the person they were killed for a long time?

"Are you teaching me?" The voice was very cold, and the sword on Qi Yuan's neck was suppressed by him a little again, and blood slowly dripped down the shiny sword.

Death seemed to be getting closer and closer to him, and Qi Yuan had already felt that this man seemed to be really going to die by himself.

"Senior Brother Third, you are finally here, I've finally waited for you." Qi Yuan suddenly called behind the black-clothed killer. Taking advantage of the man's stunnedness, he took a step back and left the range that the sword could sweep.

The black-clad killer was puzzled when he heard Qi Yuan's words. There was someone behind him? It was impossible. How could he not feel someone if he had someone? But looking at Qi Yuan's expression seemed to be a fake. People who practice martial arts feared that there was someone behind him. That was their weakness. No matter what, they had to look back to ensure safety.

The moment he turned around, he realized that he had been deceived. What a great man, Qi Yuan, actually lied to him. The murderous aura on his body condensed again, and the sword in his hand immediately swung out.

Although he only used 30% of his strength, Murong Jin, the man in black, understood that if he continued this sword, the person in front of him would undoubtedly die.

But an accident happened. The sword energy he swung was blocked by another force. This force came inexplicably. After the sword light and sword shadows, he saw that there was another person standing in front of him.

"Who are you?" Jian took it back, but the murderous aura on his body became heavier and heavier. As the number one master in the martial arts world, he did not notice it when someone approached him. This was too unforgivable.

The visitor was Qi Yuan's third senior brother, Qi Qian from the Hidden Sect. Without waiting for Qi Qian to say anything, Qi Yuan stood behind Qi Qian and said, "It's all my third senior brother, and I'm asking."

At the same time, my psychological anxiety and tension were finally relieved. Fortunately, the third senior brother came, otherwise he would be dead today.

Murong Jin's eyes became deep. The man in blue in front of him was not simple. His martial arts skills were not inferior to him, and he could come in without his knowledge.

"I'm here to see Qi Qian, I wonder if you are?" Qi Qian asked gently, as if the person in front of him was not a killer, but a guest.

Murong Jin put away the sword in his hand, and the murderous aura on his body also restrained it. It doesn’t matter whether to kill or not. He was just curious about Qi Yuan, so he accepted the business. He wanted to see what kind of person he had become Zhongli Legend in just one year. Fortunately, he did not disappoint him, and he deserved the four words "Zhongli Legend".

As for this master named Qi Qian, let’s talk about it later. He doesn’t want to do it now. No, even if he wants it, he probably won’t be able to ask his information.

"Qi Yuan, remember, from today on your life is my Murong Jin." As soon as he finished speaking, people came out of the window, and Qi Yuan's study became quiet again. If it weren't for the tables and chairs that were injured by the sword energy, then there was no sign that someone had been here.

"Far, how could you get involved with this person?" Even though the person left, Qi Qian did not let go of his vigilance. This person was too strong just now. If he hadn't left suddenly, he might not have been his opponent.

"Stern brother, he is a killer. Someone spends 100,000 taels of gold to buy my life." He frowned. He had to think about who spent so much money to buy his life.

"Killer? Although this person has a strong murderous aura, he is not like an ordinary killer." Murong Jin, where have you heard of this name?

"Yes, I actually told me his name, Murong Jin, so what if I know his name?" Even if I saw him, I was about to die, let alone the name. Oh, is this life no longer safe?

"Yuan, he doesn't seem to want to kill you. He didn't use all his strength just now." Qi Qian expressed his question. Why did this man leave after the attack just now? Even with him, it's not difficult for him to kill far away.

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