I became a big shot in the quick transmigration world.

Chapter 186 Demon or Immortal, a Single Thought Away (22 pages)
For some reason, this momentary feeling of weightlessness caused a brief period of disorientation. Just as Yu Muhuai was about to adjust, the scene in front of her changed in an instant.

Her location changed instantly.

At this moment, Yu Muhuai was dressed in night clothes and was lying on the wall of a house.

She touched her face and found that she was wearing a mask.

He had a hidden weapon at his waist and a dagger in his sleeve.

Standard assassin gear.

Oh, by the way, my name is now Heart Stab, and I'm an assassin.

How I got through it, and how I got through it.

It all seems a bit blurry now.

Previous memories are like houses in the morning mist—visible, but untouchable.

Perhaps because I've been on the rooftop in the wind for too long, I feel a bit uncomfortable in my head.

Everything before me was both unfamiliar and familiar, because it all existed in my memory.

I seem to have forgotten something very important.
If I can't remember, then I won't think about it anymore.

After all, I have an even more important mission now, which is to assassinate the owner of this mansion.

An official named Yizhi.

He was an honest and upright official, but unfortunately, he was too outspoken and dared to speak out, which offended a powerful person.

So I was sent to assassinate him.

Unexpectedly, he also had martial arts skills, and quite good ones at that; I missed.

The assassin was captured and could only preserve the secret and protect the organization's reputation by dying.

But he saved me.

I had poison hidden in my teeth. Just as I was about to bite the poison packaging to commit suicide, he stopped me in time and dislocated my jaw, but a small amount of poison still entered my throat.

He immediately picked me up, poured a lot of water down my throat, and called the doctor.

In the following days, he tied my hands and feet to prevent me from committing suicide.

Having failed to commit suicide, I can only eke out a living in this mansion.

The assassin saved the failed killer.

This ridiculous situation seems to be heading in an unexpected direction.

Every day, a voice inside me tells me, "Yizhi is so good to me, no one has ever been as good to me as he is. I might be falling for him, no, I'm in love with him."

Gradually, I also realized that I had fallen in love with Yizhi.

He took meticulous care of me every day, and the way he looked at me gradually changed.

A few days later, he told me, "Don't go back, stay here."

My inner voice spoke again, saying, "Stay, I have fallen in love with this man in front of me. If you stay, you can stay with him forever."

A few days later, just as I was about to reply to Yizhi, the people sent by the organization arrived.

The organization sent too many people, and Yi was no match for them. He was seriously injured and collapsed to the ground.

They dragged me in front of Yi Zhi and forced me to kill him.

A masked man looked down at me, speaking in an unusually cold, emotionless voice, "Kill him, and you can return to the organization. Or, let him kill you."

As he spoke, the man threw down two swords, placing them in front of Yizhi and me.

I am still recovering from my serious injuries, and Yi Zhi is covered in fresh wounds.

Two wounded patients, one must die for the other to live.

No, even if one dies, the other might not survive.

How should I choose?
"Take your own life. I love Yizhi too much. How can I bear to kill him?"

A voice kept telling me that for love, I could be reckless and disregard everything.

Parting has always been painful, especially on a desolate autumn day. Love is always a mixture of sweetness and pain; sometimes it is the sweetest honey, and sometimes it is a deadly poison.

"Take your own life, loving someone is too painful. This is an insurmountable obstacle, an insurmountable tribulation. This is darkness that will never see the dawn, this is withered leaves scattered on the ground after a rainstorm."

Since you can't get rid of it, you can't break free, so just sink into it, just sink into it.
Lost in endless love, lost in beautiful memories from which I will never awaken.

Live up to your youth and seize every moment.

If one cannot be with their loved one, they will only have a life of loneliness and suffering.

It would be better to end it here and leave it in the best years of one's life.

Pick up the sword, pick up the sword.

The voice in my head was incredibly tempting, making me pick up the longsword. At the same time, I was calculating how long it would take to travel from the blade to my neck.

"Who are you?" I asked the voice that kept echoing in my mind, the voice that kept harassing my soul.

"Me? I am you, I am Heart Piercer."

"A piercing pain?"

"Yes, the assassin trained by the assassin organization, the person who loves Yi Zhi, is about to commit suicide to fulfill this heartbreaking love."

"But I remember that I seem to have another name. During this time, I often hear people calling my name in my dreams."

"The name Hua Yingyue is just a dream of yours, a dream you had in the dead of night. Now everything is real, and the people in front of you are the most real people."

Huaying Yue?
"No!" A sharp glint suddenly flashed in the eyes of the woman holding the sword. "I am Yu Muhuai."

Although nothing around her had changed, she heard the sound of the tide receding from within her.

It was as if some kind of constraint had been broken, and everything suddenly became clear.

Holding a long sword, Yu Muhuai took two steps forward and, without hesitation, plunged the sword into Yizhi's heart.

Finally, the illusion was shattered.

Everyone else is just an illusion; only the man who was stabbed is real.

Duan Hongfei spat out a mouthful of blood. The confusion in his eyes vanished instantly, and he saw clearly the person who had stabbed him.

"Goddess, you...you're so decisive!"

Yu Muhuai said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, but without killing you, this illusion can't be broken. Don't worry, go out and wait for me. I'll give you the best medicine. See you later."

Before Duan Hongfei could reply, he vanished from the spot.

Even the sword vanished from Yu Muhuai's sight at the same time.

Her hands suddenly felt empty, and the feeling of weightlessness returned.

This time, however, what awaited her was not an illusion.

Instead, it was a babbling brook with a large rock beside it. A man was holding a sword and carving characters on the rock.

Such a passion for mathematics must be that senior figure whose name is simply "number".

Just as Yu Muhuai was about to bow, he heard the other party say, "No need for formalities, come and help me with this question."

Is this the final test?

Yu Muhuai sighed, stepped forward, and began calculating with the seniors.

This was a Sudoku puzzle, a little difficult, but Yu Muhuai finished it quickly.

Several senior colleagues clapped their hands in praise, "Not bad, not bad, he's a young man who can keep his composure."

After saying that, he turned around and faced Yu Muhuai.

This is an ordinary-looking man who appears to be in his thirties or forties.

Even though this was just a wisp of divine consciousness left behind by a senior, Yu Muhuai still felt immense pressure from it.

He truly is a great power.
Fourth update! φ(≧ω≦*)

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