I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

In a dark alley.

The old boss was trembling all over, his whole body shaking like a sieve.

But he still struggled and tried to stand up.

At this moment, the shock and fear in his heart had reached an unprecedented level.

The old boss had never thought that someone could so easily break the shadow play that he was so proud of.

Thinking back to the time when I relied on this strange magic trick to be successful in everything, I had no idea how many lives I had taken in secret, and I had never failed.

Although he was discovered when he was assassinating a high-ranking official, he still easily escaped with this strange shadow play.

But I never thought that my boat would capsize in this small city of Yong'an.

But the old boss knew that he didn't have much time left.

He groped the rough walls of the alley and stumbled towards the street, not even paying attention to the things scattered on the ground.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, which was to escape from here as soon as possible before the other party caught up with him.

If I had been a step late, I would probably have lost my life.

Just as the old boss was about to reach the alley entrance, he vaguely noticed that there seemed to be a person standing not far ahead.

Even though his eyes were stained with blood and his vision was completely lost.

But with his keen hearing honed over the years, he was able to detect the slight footsteps ahead.

The old boss stopped immediately upon hearing the sound, slowly slid down to the ground with his back against the wall.

He was gasping for breath, and the blood on his face flowed like a stream, staining his clothes red.

"It's not unjust for the old man to die in your hands."

The old boss laughed at himself, with a hint of helplessness and sadness in his voice.

He could clearly feel that his vitality was slipping away at an extremely fast speed.

I'm afraid that within half an hour, I will become a cold corpse in this dark alley.

Yan Xiu stood in front of the old boss with his hands behind his back and his eyes as sharp as torches, like a mountain, looking down at the dying man.

"Who sent you?"

The old boss shook his head when he heard this: "There are rules in our line of work. We must not easily reveal information about the employer behind the scenes."

Having said this, he added another sentence.

"Even if it means death."

When Yan Xiu heard this, he did not show any surprise.

But you don't have to guess to know that the only person in Yong'an City who wants to kill him is probably Liu Daoyuan, the young master of the Liu family.

"What conditions did the Liu family give you to kill me?"

Upon hearing this, the old boss just chuckled and did not answer.

He knew very well that no matter what he said, he could not change the fate that was about to happen.

At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh heavily in his heart, thinking that the Liu family had hit a wall.

Judging from the fact that the other party was able to easily kill his shadow man, Yan Xiu’s cultivation level must be at least at the peak of the Tianyuan Realm.

A person like this is willing to hide his identity and work as a doctor in this small city of Yong'an. I'm afraid there is an unknown secret behind this.

No matter what, such a big shot is not someone I can afford to offend.

However, the Liu family was ignorant of their own life and death and dared to provoke this kind of person. They may not even know how they would die in the end.

Thinking of this, the old boss couldn't help but smile bitterly.

What happens to me tonight will be the same fate that the Liu family will suffer in the future.

Just then, Shen Zhicong arrived late.

One can imagine how surprised he was when he saw that the mastermind behind the scenes was actually an old man in his twilight years.

Seeing the old boss dying, Shen Zhi knew that he would not survive the night.

"Any last words before you die?"

Yan Xiu said coldly.

"I hope your knife is sharper, so as to avoid causing this old man further suffering."

After saying this, the old boss slowly exhaled a long breath and quietly waited for death to come.

With a slight muffled sound, Shen Zhi sheathed his sword and left the place without looking back.

The blood flowed slowly, gathering into a shallow puddle on the uneven bluestone slabs, which looked particularly glaring in the night.

After returning to the clinic, Shen Zhi first bandaged his injuries and then asked impatiently.

"Brother Yan, who is that man? His moves are so strange. If it weren't for your help, I would have died in his hands tonight."

When he said this, there was still a hint of strong fear in Shen Zhi's tone.

Yan Xiu shook his head indifferently.

I am not interested in exploring the identity and background of the mysterious old man.

But he knew one thing, that is, Liu Daoyuan could no longer hold back.

"Although the man is dead, the mastermind behind him is still alive and well."

These words immediately made Shen Zhi frown.

When he learned from Yan Xiu that the mastermind behind the scenes was Liu Daoyuan from the Liu family, murderous intent suddenly surged in his heart.

Yan Xiu also noticed his inner restlessness and said calmly.

"You are only one step away from breaking through to the Xiantian realm. Don't let this matter throw you off balance."

Although Shen Zhi nodded on the surface, indicating that he would not act rashly.

But in fact, I have already made my own decision in my heart.

Liu Daoyuan was not only the mastermind behind the murder of himself, but he also extended his hand to Brother Yan.

No matter what, I can't let the other party go easily.

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...

The next day.

Liu Daoyuan was immersed in a life of drunkenness and dreaming, quietly waiting for good news.

But when the servant told him timidly that the assassination had failed, he instantly flew into a rage.

He slapped the servant to the ground and cursed hysterically.

"Trash, trash!"

"You are just a doctor in a clinic. If you can't even do this, what's the point of me keeping you?!"

Liu Daoyuan felt that he was not satisfied with just talking, so he raised his foot and kicked.

The servant didn't dare to say a word and could only hold his head in his hands and silently receive the beating.

Tired of fighting, Liu Daoyuan sat on a chair, gritting his teeth.

He really couldn't understand why a mere ordinary doctor in a clinic could be so powerful.

Not only was he able to write poems that impressed great scholars, but he was also able to escape from the hands of the old boss.

Could it be that the other party is hiding his own strength?

This idea suddenly popped up in Liu Daoyuan's mind.

Then he shook his head again.

If Yan Xiu was really a master who had hidden himself from the world, it was impossible for him not to respond to my repeated provocations.

The only explanation is that there are other warriors protecting him in secret.

But even the old boss who had always been successful had failed, what else could he do.

"Boiled!"

Liu Daoyuan felt irritated for a moment, so he embraced the beautiful woman beside him and rubbed her hard a few times.

"I don't believe that a small doctor like you can have such a big background!"

He took a big gulp of the wine and sneered in his heart.

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...

Half a month later.

Yu Cheng stood on the top of Yong'an City, looking at the Lingyun Mountains in the distance.

His expression was solemn and his brows were slightly furrowed.

"The storm is coming..."

After saying this, his figure disappeared instantly.