Sanliu's moans became weaker and weaker, and finally fell to the ground weakly.

Lin Yi let go of his hand, and the internal force in his body has increased for nearly twenty years.

A tear suddenly slid from Sanliu's eyes, Sanliu looked at the sky without any spirit. It might be that when he was about to die, memories would inevitably come.

He suddenly thought of Lin Yi's figure that day.

"That... Chief Lord... I will definitely repay my kindness, and I will definitely become stronger." What I said in the past young self suddenly echoed in my ears.

"Senior..." Sanliu's voice was quite weak, and he was already old, "I'm just thinking I'm repaying my kindness..."

"good."

Lin Yi said a word lightly, and in the assassin's large dyeing workshop, some colors will be dyed more or less, "Farewell forever."

Lin Yi reached out and grabbed the void, and an ice sword gradually condensed.

In fact, Sanliu has only one breath left and will die at any time. His battles over the years have caused countless secret injuries in his body. He relies entirely on strong internal forces to suppress it. Now that his internal forces are completely lost, these injuries will burst out.

But Lin Yi still chose to give him a decent way of death.

Died under the sword of smoke.

"puff!"

The Ice Sword suddenly pierced, and Sanliu could not resist without any resistance. The Ice Sword pierced his heart, and wisps of cold air began to spread from the wound, freezing his whole body in a blink of an eye.

Lin Yi turned his sword again, and the whole ice sculpture turned into ice chips all over the sky and dissipated between the world.

The sky is getting brighter.

A warm sun shone on the earth from the sky. It brought a hint of warmth to this snow-like forest. Lin Yi loosened his hand, and the ice sword turned into cold air and dissipated, and he walked towards the port.

The port of Chicken Island is particularly lively today.

Because many assassins from Xuanwu Kingdom came here. However, they were not for the assassination mission, but for the assassin who assassinated the king of Stan.

"The assassin who assassinated the King of Stan should be here, right? When I defeat him, my ranking on the assassin ranking will definitely improve greatly. Maybe I can add the Assassin Organization."

Most of them are not considered people from the Assassin Organization. Although they receive tasks from the Assassin Organization's website, they can only be considered free assassins.

Assassin organization has always been an elite.

The one who just spoke was the assassin, whose code name was Black Bear.

He has big and thick cheeks, tall figure, a tiger-back and bear-bear waist. In addition, he is wearing a black furry, and from a distance, he looks like his code name, like a black bear.

The black bear was carrying a mace around him, and there were other assassins around him, but he didn't dare to speak out, but there were still many whispers.

Just when the black bear was slightly proud, the entire port suddenly became as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

The black bear saw all the assassins around him trembled in fear. His mouth was big, his eyes were like copper bells, and he stared at him.

When did your prestige become so great?

The black bear was stunned for a moment, but he was still self-aware and quickly realized. These people were not looking at themselves, but behind him.

The black bear turned around suddenly, acting like these assassins.

A figure in a black robe walked towards the port, and most importantly, there was a mask made of ice on his cheek.
Chapter completed!