Mu Xue and Mu Xue

Ziyuan hugged Muxue tightly, while Muxue held the little boy in her arms, and the three of them flew at a high speed in the air.

The strong wind whistled past their ears, making their clothes rustle.

They all looked very nervous, especially Mu Xue, who hugged the little boy tightly in her arms, fearing that he would be hurt.

The little boy seemed to have not recovered from the previous shock. His little face was as pale as paper and his body was trembling slightly.

Behind them, there was an "evil ghost" who was determined to kill Mu Xue.

The figure shrouded in black followed them closely like a nightmare, as if it would not stop until Mu Xue was killed.

The eerie and terrifying atmosphere filled the air, making people shudder.

If that question were given to Lin Mo, then Lin Mo would not be afraid that this "evil ghost" would attack him.

At this moment, Lin Mo really wanted to shout to Zi Yuan: "Just fly as fast as you can, he won't come to kill me!" But he couldn't, because doing so would probably expose the fact that he was a member of the Assassin Alliance.

In this world, the members of the Assassin Alliance were not well-received. Everyone here thought the members of the Assassin Alliance were people who valued money over their lives. Thinking about how he had been tricked into joining the Assassin Alliance in the first place, Lin Mo felt both helpless and amused.

At the beginning, Lin Mo was still young and his parents gave him limited pocket money.

After all, he was still young, and his parents were afraid that he would spend money recklessly on some messy things. One day, he was playing outside and met a strange uncle.

The uncle looked at him with a strange light in his eyes and said, "Young man, I see that you have extraordinary talents. Do you want to hang out with me in the future? You will never lack money if you hang out with me!" Young Lin Mo had no money and was full of desire for money.

After hearing what the uncle said, he agreed to him in a daze, "Really? Can I really have endless money as long as I follow you?" "Yes! As long as you follow me, you will earn endless money. Are you tempted? It's better to take action than to be tempted. Then put a handprint here!" As he said, the uncle took out a stone with many things on it that Lin Mo couldn't understand at the time.

But because of the temptation of money and his youthful ignorance, he still pressed it. After pressing it, the uncle gave Lin Mo a sign, which was the logo of the Assassination Alliance.

The uncle who deceived him was Feng Batian. Although Lin Mo had no complaints and did not accept any missions in recent years, he was still worried, afraid that others would know that he was a member of the Assassination Alliance.

Lin Mo had thought about leaving the Assassin Alliance over the years, but when Feng Batian tricked him into joining, he said that there would be punishment if he left the Assassin Alliance, but he didn't know what the punishment was.

Over the years, Lin Mo has always adhered to his principles and has not taken on any missions from the Assassination Alliance.

Even though he was in the Assassination Alliance, he always kept a clear mind. He didn't want to be one of those people who would do anything for money, nor did he want to be involved in missions filled with blood and fighting.

However, although he was not involved in the mission, he would occasionally visit the branch.

In those branches, there are all kinds of people, some are busy, some are silent, and each has his or her own story and purpose.

Speaking of branches, Lin Mo suddenly realized that even after all this time here, he still hadn't visited the closest branch of the Assassin Alliance. A hint of curiosity welled up in his heart. What would that branch be like? What would the people there be like? His thoughts kept churning in his mind, imagining the place he had never set foot on.

Lin Mo wanted to stand up and help find a solution. He saw Ziyuan, Muxue and the little boy flying in the air, followed by the terrifying "evil ghost", and his heart was filled with worry.

He wanted to help them and find a solution to the problem. But he was still dizzy, and the dizziness kept coming like a tide, making it impossible for him to stand still.

I felt my stomach churning, as if I was going to vomit at any moment.

But my destiny is in my own hands, a strong sense of stubbornness surged in Lin Mo's heart.

He was unwilling to be defeated by the dizziness. He wanted to stand up and fight for the people he cherished.

He finally stood up, gritting his teeth, and resisting the dizziness and nausea. His face was pale, and beads of sweat covered his forehead, but his eyes were determined.

However, no matter how strong a warrior is, he cannot resist the knockout drug! Because of the negative effects of the excessive speed, his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Although he tried hard to fight, he eventually fainted.

Fainting was a good ending, at least he no longer felt dizzy.

On the eve of fainting, Lin Mo's heart was still filled with resentment and worry.

He used up his last bit of strength and swung his sword towards the strange black "evil ghost".

This sword, though seemingly ordinary, contains his determination and courage.

The sword energy whizzed out and hit the skull knife, which surprisingly worked and caused sparks to fly.

Mu Xue, flying in the sky, was always paying attention to the situation on the ground.

When she saw Lin Mo falling to the ground, she became extremely anxious.

Her eyes were full of worry and anxiety. She didn't know whether Lin Mo was seriously injured.

So, she said to Ziyuan who was flying seriously, "Sister Ziyuan, my brother fainted!"

"What? He fainted. Why does he always fail at the critical moment? Ouch, he was shouting that he wanted to save you before he came, but now he fainted before the fight even started." Ziyuan said helplessly.

Although there was a hint of complaint in her tone, it was more of worry.

She didn't expect Lin Mo to faint at this time, which made the already tense situation even more difficult.

However, she didn't have any good solution, after all, there was an unknown thing following her.

They had tried both magical and physical attacks, but were unable to harm this mysterious enemy.

What should she do now? Ziyuan's heart was filled with confusion and anxiety. She didn't know how to deal with this powerful enemy, nor did she know how to protect Muxue and the little boy. She could only continue flying, looking for possible opportunities and hope.