This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Because An Ling was born with a nice-to-her personality, no matter what decision she made, she would already be controlled by people who knew her character well, so she would definitely take the risk and go into danger for her senior sister.

"She's good in every way, except that she's too soft-hearted," someone said as he ate seafood freshly caught by local fishermen. "That's her fate!"

The other party was silent for a long time, looking down at the delicious dishes in front of him, but he had no appetite. He said in a bad tone: "If anything happens to her, I will kill you no matter where you run to."

The other party laughed, waved his hand and said indifferently: "If you can really kill me, it will be a merit better than building a seven-story pagoda!"

"I don't believe this." He took out two short steel forks from his waist and placed them on the table. He stared at the other person coldly, as if locking onto his prey. "I only believe that my weapon can pierce your throat and crush your heart."

“Hahahahaha!” The other party chuckled, and then laughed crazily. As a result, he choked on his own saliva because he laughed too hard. He coughed a few times quickly, and the expression on his face became more serious. Someone shook his head and said, “Of course I believe what Xie Kurong said, ‘One year, one withering and one flourishing; one thought, one killing.’ Tsk tsk tsk, how did you come up with that?”

The middle-aged man with an ordinary and vicissitudes face suddenly heard his former name again after several years. He couldn't help but be dazed for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk so much nonsense! Tell me, what did you do to An Ling!"

This person is none other than the former disciple of the Seven Killing Sect, one of the Three Immortals of the East China Sea, and one of the three masters of the extraterritorial demon An Ling - Xie Kurong!

Compared to the side of Xie Kuorong that An Ling had briefly seen in the fishing village, the current Xie Kuorong had aged a lot. Time had left many irreversible marks on his face: the white hair on his temples, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes...all these details conveyed a signal to the world - this once invincible god of death was really old.

But, old ginger is still wise. Although Xie Kuorong is over fifty years old, his skills have improved much more than when he was young. Even someone who has seen countless people sitting in front of him can't help but sigh that this person is definitely not an ordinary person. If he is given another hundred years, who knows how far he will go.

When the other party heard Xie Kurong's question, his face suddenly changed, and the expression on his face was as exciting as if the seasoning had been turned upside down. Seeing this, Xie Kurong quickly grabbed the steel fork on the table and stabbed the other party's throat with lightning speed. At the critical moment, he stopped half an inch away. Xie Kurong shouted: "What's so strange about you!"

"Haha..." Someone ignored Xie Kurong's death threat, stuck out his tongue, coughed crazily several times, his face turned purple, and frantically reached his hand into his throat to dig. Under Xie Kurong's strange gaze, the man tried for a while and finally pulled out a long fish bone from his throat. Looking at the fish bone in his hand, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and said thankfully: "Oh, I was scared to death, it's such a big bone!"

Xie Kuorong looked at the fishbone in the other person's hand. The originally taciturn man became even more silent. He looked at this guy who did not play by the rules at all, and for a moment he didn't know how to get along with him.

"Don't worry," the man chuckled and said playfully, "I will always stand on the same side with you. This is destined by heaven. Things will definitely develop as I say."

The man threw the last shrimp on the plate into his mouth and said incoherently while chewing: "No one can escape his destiny, and no one can escape the rules that shroud the world. It's like I'm eating this shrimp at this moment. This is the shrimp's destiny, and it is impossible to resist."

"Oh, do you think I would believe the lies of a charlatan?"

"Whether you believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me. I am just here to finish what I want to say and do." The man swallowed the shrimp, touched his round belly, and sighed: "This is destiny. The destiny of the shrimp is to become my nutrients, but what about the destiny of people? There are more situations."

"I am here now, and telling you these words, which is one of destiny."

Xie Kuorong sneered, "You keep saying that you know your destiny, but can you calculate your own fate?" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up, his eyes were bloodshot, and a deathly black aura was wrapped around his body. He moved with the fork in his hand, and kicked the ground with his right foot, which had been ready for action. A shadow like a shooting star was reflected in the opponent's pupils. He lowered his head again, and one of the two forks was inserted into his throat, and the other was inserted into his heart.

quick! It's so fast!

Xie Kuorong's attack was so fast that it was beyond the scope of human defense!

He is worthy of being the world's number one assassin. If he wants to kill someone, I'm afraid no one can stop him!

The old man slowly looked into Xie Kurong's deep and cold eyes. He saw his own ridiculous death in Xie Kurong's pupils, which was actually a bit funny.

At this time, Xie Kurong's cruel voice was heard, saying to him softly, "Kunlun Sanren, could you have predicted that you would die here?"

As the old man lay dying, this name that had accompanied him for decades exploded in his ears like thunder!

The camera turns to the person sitting opposite Xie Kuorong:

An old man wearing a cheap bright yellow Taoist robe, with a large greasy goatee on his chin that was so thin that only skin and bones were left, and looking wretched - isn't this An Ling's old acquaintance, his Kunlun Sanren can be found everywhere!

Beside the Qingfeng Temple in Hongliu Town, on the main street of Tianxingfu, in the Machinery Workshop in Jiangning City, and as the "savior" mentioned by Shao Shuang'er, this person seemed to be present in all events.

"You were the one who passed on An Ling's information under the pretext of prophecy, right..." Xie Kurong leaned close to Kunlun Sanren's ear and said in a whisper, "Don't think I don't know what you did behind the scenes. The fragments of Jiang Ning finally fell into your hands, right?"

The steel fork was pulled out, and Kunlun Sanren's blood slowly flowed out from the wound. This was because Xie Kurong's killing skills were extremely superb, to the point where he could do it with ease. Even if he stabbed a vital part full of blood vessels, he would not be sprayed with blood like a fountain.

"I haven't killed anyone for many, many years. You are the first one," Xie Kurong said coldly, "If you hadn't provoked my apprentice, you might have been able to live the rest of your life as a charlatan. It's a pity that you have too many problems."

Xie Kuorong stretched out a finger and gently pointed at Kunlun Sanren who had already died.

The old man's thin body was bent over the ground by the force. In the process, he did not hit any furniture and did not dirty the fisherman's house.

……

An extremely strong gale broke out on the sea, stirring up the sea water heavily, forming huge waves that were higher than the last. The waves were constantly approaching the shore. The fishing boats tied to the grooves of the cliff for shelter were shaken by the storm and made a creaking sound.

The sky was completely dark. It was clearly late afternoon, but it felt like midnight without the moon. The thick darkness covered the entire East China Sea like a pot lid, making people's hearts beat wildly.

Ah Hui and his family took refuge in the outer room. His wife was holding the child and comforting him. He was worriedly fiddling with the "meal money" given to him by the two distinguished guests. The heavy weight of the silver made him feel as heavy as the bag of silver.

His wife winked at him and asked in a low voice: "Who are these two people? They don't look like ordinary people!"

"I don't know. I met them on the beach. They said they wanted to have a good meal, and wanted me to take out the best seafood. Didn't I catch a few times this morning before the wind and waves came? Now I can use them." Although the timing of these two guests' arrival was just right and they just happened to take care of Ah Hui's catch, Ah Hui still felt uneasy. He protected his wife and children and retreated to the safety of the gate. He called his eldest son over, took out knives from the kitchen and hid them behind him, and slowly approached the inner room.

"I'm just protecting myself. There's nothing wrong with being on guard against others..." Ah Hui kept comforting himself, but was it really so? Thinking of the heavy weight of the silver, Ah Hui didn't dare to think any further and could only hold the kitchen knife tightly in his hand.

At this moment, the door to the inner room suddenly opened. Ah Hui was so frightened that he quickly put his right hand behind his back and said with a flattering smile, "Hey, dear guest, have you finished your meal?"

His heart was beating fast, when he suddenly looked into the room through the gap between the guests and found that there was only one guest left, the other guest had disappeared.

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Ah Hui's forehead. He asked tremblingly, "Dear guest, where is the other one?"

"Oh, him," Xie Kurong said, "He went 'back home'."

Ah Hui shuddered, and after watching the distinguished guest leave the house, he smelled a strong smell of urine coming from his lower body - that person was definitely not someone to be trifled with!