I Really Don't Know How to Practice

Chapter 8 Quiet Night

"How could my sister learn such a skill when she lives in the North?"

Han Xu was very confused. The extraordinary skill is a skill that transcends the limits of ordinary people. If you practice it to the perfect state, you can break through the limit of the ninth grade and achieve extraordinary. (っ◔◡◔)っ

Therefore, the extraordinary skill is extremely precious. Most of them are mastered by extraordinary forces and will not be passed on.

Han Xu has lived in the North for twelve years and has not found that there is an illusion called Mirror Flower Water Moon among the extraordinary skills in the North.

However, Han Xu quickly suppressed his doubts. No matter what, it is always a good thing for his sister to practice extraordinary skills. These doubts can't affect Han Xu's feelings for his sister at all.

Besides, the two haven't seen each other for six years, so it's not surprising that his sister has some opportunities.

Tonight, he has only one mission, that is to kill people.

Han Xu lurked in the grass and trees, and even his breathing was faint. He was like a shadow in the dark night, difficult to detect.

Feeling the growing murderous intent, Han Xu became calmer.

"Detected the seventh-level martial arts, the ten-phase opening and closing sword..."

"Detected the eighth-level martial arts, the fatal chain sword..."

...

The system's prompt sound kept ringing in his mind, indicating that the killer was getting closer and closer. There were already thirty killers within five miles.

"Sure enough, someone doesn't want my sister to enter the city, but being able to mobilize so many masters to assassinate her must not be an ordinary force." Han Xu analyzed, thinking that no matter who wanted to kill Han Luoling, they would gradually surface after tonight.

Soon, the number of killers within the range that the system could detect no longer increased. There were a total of fifty people. The lowest level was a third-grade warrior, and the highest level was a sixth-grade warrior. There were four people in total, located in the southeast, northwest, and northeast.

The four teams had blocked all directions of Fengling Post Station. This was a must-kill situation.

After these killers were ambushed, they actually lurked and did not rush to act.

Common sense of assassination, before dawn, people are the least alert and the most tired, so it is the best time to assassinate.

Presumably, these assassins also made sure of every detail to ensure that there was no mistake.

Extremely professional.

However, no matter how much they planned, they could not predict Han Xu.

Of course, Han Xu was too lazy to waste time with them here. When the number of assassins within the detection range of the system stopped increasing, Han Xu knew that everyone had arrived.

He adjusted his breathing, and his body slid out along the ground like a snake, and the slight friction sound was drowned out by the insects singing around.

In the woods south of Fengling Post Station, a team of fifteen people lurked on the treetops. The leader had a dazzling gaze like a cold star, staring intently at the post station in front.

They were the most elite assassins, and their mission tonight was to kill everyone in the post station.

"Boss, I feel something is wrong." A black-clothed assassin behind him whispered.

"Don't worry, we have accurate intelligence. All the strong men under King Han have returned. We have four sixth-rank strong men including me on this trip, so we can guarantee that nothing will go wrong."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bright cold light rose from his feet without any sign.

The sixth-rank strong man who spoke only felt a burst of cold air coming, and he lost consciousness before he could react.

The man behind him looked forward in horror. The leader who had just vowed to guarantee that nothing would go wrong had his body split open, and the wounds were all frozen.

A man in black stood in front of him, holding a long knife with a cold look.

"You..." He hadn't finished speaking before a flash of cold light ended his life.

After Han Xu killed two people with a knife, he disappeared without stopping.

When the others drew their swords, they saw a series of bright knife lights passing by. They didn't even have time to scream. In a breath, this 15-man killer team was wiped out.

There was a layer of ice on the wounds of each of them.

It was the unique scars caused by the Wang family's inherited swordsmanship, the Snow Blade Mad Sword.

After killing fifteen people, Han Xu did not stop. These professional killers may have a way to communicate with each other, so he had to complete the task before the other three teams found out.

Han Xu dodged and performed the Ghost Shadow Phantom Step, and flew in another direction. In the dark night, Han Xu, who was stepping on the Ghost Shadow Phantom Step, really seemed to blend into the darkness, and it was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

In this quiet night, Han Xu killed from one place to another with one knife.

All the killers could not resist even one of his knives. Even the four sixth-grade masters were as fragile as tofu under his knife.

In the post station, Han Luoling sat quietly in front of the window, looking at the direction of the royal city.

She was only two years older than Han Xu, but she already had a face that any man would fall in love with at first sight, as if all the beauty was given to her by God.

Han Luoling sat like this, but she was like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

"Xiao Xuxu, sister will enter the city tomorrow. I haven't seen you for six years. I wonder if you are still as naughty as before?"

Thinking of Han Xu, Han Luoling showed a faint smile on her face, turning everyone upside down.

"Tonight, it seems a little strange to be calm."

"Don't those people know how to seize this last chance?"

"After tonight, it will be difficult to get rid of me."

"Maybe I overestimated their courage."

Han Luoling tapped the windowsill with her fingers, thinking about something.

However, in all her thoughts, the martial emperor who was about to become her husband did not appear.

"Forget it, don't think about these troubles. It's always a happy thing to see Xiao Xuxu."

At dawn, Han Xu stood on the hill, looking at Fengling Post Station. The light never went out. It seemed that the people in the house had not slept all night.

"Sister, I'll pick you up when it's dawn."

Han Xu turned and disappeared into the woods.

In the morning, Wanhua Pavilion.

Qing'er rubbed her sleepy eyes and woke up slowly. She hadn't slept so peacefully for a long time.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the boy standing quietly beside the bed.

"Mr. Han, Qing'er last night..."

"I didn't disturb you because you were tired." Han Xu said, and his words made Qing'er feel indescribable warmth.

"Qing'er is guilty for not being able to serve you." Qing'er was about to bow and apologize, but was supported by a warm big hand.

"No need to be like this. I was very happy last night." Han Xu said with a smile. That smile was from the heart and could not be faked.

I just don't know what Han Xu has to be so happy about. Qing'er can be sure that he didn't do anything to her last night.

"Will the young master come to see Qing'er again?" Qing'er asked timidly.

"Of course, we are friends, aren't we?"

Friend?

Qing'er looked at Han Xu's clear eyes and was stunned.

Many men want to be friends with her, but Qing'er knows that the friends Han Xu is talking about are not like other people.

Han Xu added in his heart: "I haven't downloaded the extraordinary skills on you yet, of course I will come to see you, silly girl."

"I'm hungry, help me prepare some breakfast."

"What does the young master want to eat?"

"Fried noodles with soybean sauce."

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