Even if there are thousands of people, I will go.

This kind of heroism was what Molin yearned for when he was young and ignorant. After figuring out the situation of their Mo family's bloodline, he threw such heroism away. But he still became an assassin. What he really yearned for in his heart was the passion and heroism of killing one step at a time. So he brought his life closer to such an atmosphere.

But the bloodline problem is still there. Even if the hero he is longing for is close, it is actually out of reach for Morin. The killer can walk around the world with a sword, and wherever he passes, everyone is talking about his danger and terror. But what about Morin? He can only be hidden in the most inconspicuous place forever. When everyone has no him in the eyes of everyone, it is the opportunity for him to take action.

In fact, in the world of killers, Yijianqing is a heretic. In the eyes of his predecessors, Molin's behavior and style will be sincerely praised by the Yangtze River pushing the previous wave.

But this would not make Morin proud at all, because he had no feelings for this business. He felt that he would never have a chance in his life. He never thought that he would have such a day, facing so many vicious enemies, he stood up straight.

He felt a little regretful. He finally had a heroic career, but why was he in this bitter and cold place where birds could not shit? There were all teenagers in torn clothes who didn't know anything about the truth.

"Take good care of Lu Ping." After saying a word to the boys, Morin walked forward, and he immediately won the respect of all the boys.

"Big Brother!" They used to be Lu Ping, but now they are called Morin. The word "Big Brother" seems to be the way they admire others' names, and they will not give them to anyone.

"Brother, you should be as soon as possible!" Molin turned around indiscriminately and called out to Big Brother. Lu Ping was closing his eyes to rest, as if he heard his urge, and nodded slightly.

The enemy came so fast.

The four on the northeast side, on this snowy field, seemed to be sweeping the sea with a very fast speed. I think the first wave would enter the attack distance.

There were six people coming from the northwest direction, but each had their own rhythm. Two of them were strong, and they might be practitioners of the strengthening system, and the other four were temporarily unknown.

The most people rushed in front of the north and the most organized. This is a style that the college department never had. Even the cultivator institutions of the three empires were difficult to train cultivators so strictly. This is usually a law that only low-level cultivators in the army can have, but the least effective ones that are rushing towards the front are probably the three souls that are connected?

In addition, a considerable number of opponents did not rush directly, and they spread out to the maximum extent, obviously to form a siege so that none of them could escape.

But these are not the most terrifying. The biggest threat is the two figures flying directly from the iceberg. They started to move first, and then everyone's actions were actually following the two of them.

But... I don't believe you two will take the lead in the formation.

Morin observed the other party's dispatch. To be honest, he rarely had such experiences. Usually he hid from a certain angle and observed the target secretly. Now he faced his hands directly, and the information came very quickly, which was a bit refreshing. This made him make a quick judgment: these two people came quickly and fiercely, but this was just a gesture, a signal to his subordinates, not really coming to be a pioneer officer.

So Molin turned slightly and headed towards the northeast side, which were the first four people he knew in his judgment. They would not be the main attacker, but should have done some tests first. So if they were given a difficult situation, the opponent might have to adjust their strategy. Isn’t that what I got from time?

Molin, who made up his mind, acted decisively. Although he was powerless, his steps gradually became faster and he slowly moved with the wind. Although his speed was not as fast as those four, he was not as powerful as them. However, this kind of leisurely strolling in the garden seemed particularly unique in this situation and immediately attracted everyone's attention. The two aggressive figures in the air immediately hesitated.

"Who is that?" Nie Rang said with a glance at Yu Ji.

"Isn't Lu Ping?" Yu Ji only cared about this. If this person had no appearance or body shape, he was indeed not like Lu Ping, but in the world of cultivators, these are not the only criteria for testing a person's identity. What is really difficult for a cultivator to change is his soul power, but Lu Ping's soul power has the ecstasy suppression. It takes a lot of trouble to use it himself, but others want to sense his soul power but they are not able to pass through this customization.

So this guy...

Nie Rang and Yu Ji subconsciously turned around and looked at the iceberg. Lin Boying was still standing there, but did not give any new instructions.

The two of them did not dare to act rashly, but the four cultivators in the northeast were about to meet Molin in a blink of an eye. Nie Rang and Yu Ji stared at this side, waiting for the four subordinates to explore the depth first, but they did not expect that in such an imminent situation, the one who took the initiative was Molin.

"Stop and don't move." Molin waved his hand, and the four of them thought they were going to use some supernatural powers, and they all rushed to the side, but they did not generate any soul power. Even the words Molin shouted did not add any sound. In this vast snow field, it was almost not as loud as the wind. If the cultivator had not had the power to his ears, the scolding would have been impossible to reach the other party's ears.

"What did he say?" The four of them heard it clearly, but some people couldn't believe what they heard.

"It seems to be to let us all stop moving."

"Who is this person?"

"God knows."

The four of them said disapprovingly, but their feet couldn't help but slow down, and then they all looked at their leader, but found that Nie Rang and Yu Ji had slowly fallen from mid-air and were also watching them.

"I don't like killing people very much. So I hope I won't force me to take action." Morin began his performance. His tone was not as proud as many masters. His words were filled with fatigue and boredom. But such emotions were really inconsistent with his face as a boy who was less than twenty. Even if he was a little bit cold in the bitter and cold place, the natural wind and frost was just a physical attack. The "wind and frost" that had been through the wind and frost was heartfelt, and it was two different things after all.

"Little kid, is this what your master teaches you to speak?" The four people on the opposite side smiled, disapproving in their words. But the alertness was very high. If age could represent everything, they would have beaten Lu Ping to death and would have chased him carefully all the way?

The four of them slowly dispersed and surrounded Molin. Molin stood in the middle, with Gu Jing Bubo on his face, but he was happy. The enemy's attention was all on his side at this time, and he just surrounded Lu Ping and the teenagers, but did not start attacking. This was enough. All he wanted was time. As long as Lu Ping recovered, was it a problem?
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