After learning about Zhuo Lin, Ye Sheng walked out of this chaotic area and went to the teleportation hall, the task showed that Zhuo Lin was hiding in Ruiping Village, so she went over to take a look first.

Turning over the backpack, there was a longbow and arrow pouch dropped by the Wild Dragon Family before, Ye Sheng hid the dagger and carried the longbow on his back.

Walking in the village, his eyes wandered around without a trace, as a veteran driver of the war world, he was very clear about the difference between the blood clan and the human race, as long as there was no second blood clan in this Ruiping Village, then Zhuo Lin dared to appear in her field of vision, and she could recognize it at a glance.

Occasionally, a few villagers set their eyes on her, but they didn't pay much attention to it, after all, Ruiping Village is not a particularly remote village, and it is normal for a few people to come occasionally.

Ye Sheng also restrained his momentum and walked around the village peacefully, as if he was just a passerby.

Walking into an alley between the courtyards, Ye Sheng looked at no one around and entered a state of invisibility. At this time, it was everyone's farming time, and there were not many people left in the village, so she easily walked through all kinds of uninhabited alleys to hide herself, and investigated among the courtyards and houses.

A wisp of blood, faint to ordinary people, suddenly wafted past the tip of his nose, and he stopped and swept his gaze to the house beside him.

Ye Sheng held his breath and leaned against the window silently, looking inside, it was gray, and something was blocking the window.

A slight moan seemed to carry pain, and a faint voice was heard in the quiet ear: "Help, help." ”

No sound was heard afterwards, and the room was silent.

After staying for a while, he still didn't hear any movement, and the smell of blood gradually disappeared, and the stealth time was about to reach Ye Sheng's retreat.

Retreat into a corner and quietly peek into the room.

After a while, an inconspicuous man with a disheveled hair and ordinary clothes, carrying a bag of hemp large enough to hold a person, opened the door and walked towards the mountain behind the village.

The man lowered his head, Ye Sheng's stealth state adjusted the lower angle, squatted down and glanced at him, his face was pale and his eyes were black, only in the middle was a blood-colored pupil.

Bloodline!

got up and followed the man all the way to the back mountain.

During this period, a villager passed by the man, looking at the sack behind him with an ugly face, and he wanted to stop talking, but he still turned his head and left, as if he did not want to get close to the man.

Although he didn't see the whole face clearly, Ye Sheng also recognized that it was this guy, but there was something wrong behind this village, covering a blood clan...

Of course, she didn't care about this, if the Assassin Temple knew that Zhuo Lin was here, they would definitely know the situation in this village, and she only needed to kill Zhuo Lin to complete the mission.

He followed Zhuo Lin all the way to a low-lying valley with shrubs in the back mountain, Ye Sheng carefully surveyed the surroundings, and no one else followed.

Zhuo Lin dropped the sack in his hand, and the pale and shriveled body of a young man was revealed, with a bite mark on his neck, apparently Zhuo Lin had sucked blood until he died.

A shovel was pulled out of the bushes on one side, and Zhuo Lin dug a hole in the ground, apparently trying to bury the boy.

Ye Sheng used silent steps, tried to avoid the shrubs and leaves on the ground, and cautiously approached Zhuo Lin, and the bright silver dagger in his hand was slowly lifted.

First, a dagger in his left hand stabbed into Zhuo Lin's ribs and stuck his ribs, and then the soul chasing pierced Zhuo Lin's heart, which was a triple stab.

"Who!" His heart ached, and Zhuo Lin avoided it with a surprised intention on his face.

The swift completion of the triple stab chaser cut another mark on him, and the wound caused by the dagger in his left hand was healing, and it also slashed in front of him.

The two daggers were crossed in front of Zhuo Lin one by one, and the soul chaser slashed from the heart's mouth to the shoulder and then to the throat, and then completed the throat cut, and then took a step back.

Zhuo Lin clutched his neck and let out the blood that kept flowing, and the wound caused by the other dagger in his abdomen healed quickly. With anger, he turned his head and looked at Ye Sheng fiercely: "People from the Assassin Temple? Not long ago, I killed two of you assassins, and another one came to die, so ghostly. ”

Ye Sheng didn't talk nonsense, rushed forward and continued to attack, Zhuo Lin pulled out a blood-colored thorn sword full of barbs and counterattacked, there were many taboos about the soul chasing in her hand, and he would rather take another dagger than avoid the attack of the soul chaser, but it didn't take long for him to find out that something was wrong: "You use poison!" ”

"How?" The dagger that attacked Zhuo Lin was swept away by him with a sword, and Ye Sheng took a step to the side and turned over and walked behind him.

Zhuo Lin's skills are not bad, he blocked her with a backhand sword, and quickly turned around to prevent his back from being exposed to Ye Sheng's dagger, and the damage caused by the two blows of the previous sneak attack was too great.

The thorns on the blood-colored long sword surged, gradually overflowing with bloody qi, and Ye Sheng crossed the dagger on his chest with the long sword that he had swung at the beginning.

Zhuo Lin was just about to exert his strength, and the bloody qi also intended to attack Ye Sheng and erode her, but as soon as his hand was loosened, Ye Sheng disappeared in place, and the bloody qi had no target.

"Ahh There was a pain in her back, it was Ye Sheng's four wild attacks, and her current attributes, she was barely swinging her dagger in the middle of the wild attack, scratching Zhuo Lin's back.

The blood clan will have a bleeding state after being scratched by the silverware, and Ye Sheng's blood poison has strengthened the effect of this bleeding state, and Zhuo Lin is a little panicked in his heart.

The assassins in front of him are not only powerful, but also understand the bloodline, understand their physical structure that is different from humans, and understand their true essence.

After the blood loss in his body reached a certain point, the healing of wounds caused by ordinary iron tools began to slow down, and Zhuo Lin tried to escape, but was entangled in it.

Ye Sheng also had two wounds on her body, and she didn't even have time to take medicine to replenish her blood, and she couldn't retreat, otherwise Zhuo Lin might escape, and the blood clan's ability to escape was also very strong. Once Zhuo Lin was given a chance to escape, it would be difficult for her to find it again.

Gradually, Zhuo Lin's body was already scarred, his face was hideous, hiding his fear of death, but the excessive loss of blood made his body slower and slower, and even the wounds caused by ordinary iron tools no longer healed, and his whole body began to chill.

Trying his best to gather all his strength, the bloody qi on the long sword surged wildly, scrambling to attack and erode Ye Sheng.

A dagger stabbed directly into Zhuo Lin's throat, and Ye Sheng turned sideways to avoid the long sword. However, in the next second, her pupils constricted, and the bloody aura on the sword left the sword body and attacked her heart.

He hurriedly drew his dagger and wanted to retreat, but the bloody breath had already hit his heart, and he felt a piercing chill but a burning heat.

But this feeling disappeared in only a moment, and as soon as the bloody aura touched her heart, it was as if she had encountered some terrifying existence, and she quickly ran back into the long sword.

The dying Zhuo Lin received the feedback from his own strength, and his eyes widened and he looked at Ye Sheng in disbelief: "Are you ...... Belch. ”

Touching her most dangerous position, Ye Sheng, whose brain was running rapidly, instantly thought of something, what existed in her heart was not a human heart at all, and when Zhuo Lin's gaze came, a dagger pierced his tongue directly from his chin to make him speechless.

The amount of blood was about to bottom out, so he directly cut his throat and touched his neck.

System: Triggers a critical strike that deals 3952 damage.

3952 is Zhuo Lin's remaining blood, and cutting the throat has a chance to trigger a critical blow when the target's blood volume is low, and this time it triggers a critical blow, directly emptying Zhuo Lin's remaining blood.