Chapter 1369
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Gu Shengyin asked the black-clothed figure standing quietly by her side, "Do you want to live or die?"
If someone else had said this, the black-clothed figure might have said that this person was arrogant.
But the person who said this was the Demon Sect's Master, who had challenged countless experts of the Central Plains with a single sword strike without losing a single one. The black-clothed figure could only admit that the other party had the ability to decide his life or death in an instant.
Even though the assassin profession had always licked blood from the edge of the blade, there was no one who didn't cherish their own life.
Gu Shengyin was very satisfied to hear the expected answer. "I want to live."
This was the good thing about assassins. They wouldn't talk nonsense with you. They would only tell you what they wanted in the most straightforward way.
"Very good," Gu Shengyin said. "Then use your own life to make a deal with this venerable one."
Her lips moved, and the black-clothed figure's body trembled. In the end, he could only hoarsely agree.
Gu Shengyin waved her hand, indicating that he could leave.
Just as the black-clothed figure was about to leave, he heard Gu Shengyin shout, "Wait a moment."
His body stiffened, afraid that this person would change her mind again.
He heard Gu Shengyin say, "Remember to take them away. Don't dirty this venerable one's place."
The black-clothed figure hurriedly agreed as if he had been pardoned.
The small courtyard fell silent once more.
Gu Shengyin turned her head to look at the small courtyard. Although it looked very clean, when she thought about how three people had died here not long ago, she instantly lost the mood to eat and drink.
For people like her, everything she did depended on her mood.
Gu Shengyin expressed that her impression of Cheng Mingyue had worsened — because Cheng Mingyue had ruined her mood for drinking.
The System silently lit a candle for a certain character target.
… …
The next day, Gu Shengyin, who was drinking in a teahouse, heard a rumor.
"Hey, did you know? Fairy Mingyue encountered an assassin last night! "
"Fairy Mingyue? Who would hate Fairy Mingyue so much?"
"Who knows …"
"…"
The conversation in the teahouse was in full swing. Gu Shengyin listened quietly.
The gist of the news was that a group of people had infiltrated the Cheng family last night, preparing to assassinate the Cheng family's eldest daughter, Cheng Mingyue. Fortunately, Old Master Cheng had arrived in time.
In the end, although the assassin was forced to retreat, Old Master Cheng's old illness was triggered, and the heat poison in his body could no longer be suppressed.
Gu Shengyin hid the smile at the corner of his mouth.
Heat poison?
The only antidote he knew was the Frigid Pond Snow Lotus.
As for the Cold Pond Snow Lotus, it had already been fed to the Wulin Alliance Chief Zhu Yue by the Devil Cult's Cult Master.
In other words, there was no cure for Old Master Cheng Zhen this time.
"Shopkeeper, the bill please!" Gu Shengyin shouted and placed an ingot of silver on the table.
"Alright!"
Gu Shengyin slowly walked out.
Cheng Mingyue, this time, your father had saved you from disaster. What about the next time?
Gu Shengyin did not feel guilty for involving Cheng Zhen.
Cheng Zhen was not a good person either. He had done those things in the dark for the Cheng family's benefit, and he had even caused the downfall of those small families.
Even if he died, he deserved it.
When Gu Shengyin returned to the small courtyard, she saw Zhu Yue sitting there.
There was a cup of tea beside his hand, but it was no longer warm. It was obvious that he had been here for quite some time.
When he saw Gu Shengyin, his expression became serious.
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