Eighteen-year-old Xiong Wei was sold to the palace, and this eighteen-year-old Xiong Wei has too many things to forget.

Xiong Wei entered the palace, but he still couldn't get rid of his status as a slave.

Xiong Wei was bought from Jiudao Villa, and he was the lowest slave among the inferior slaves of the palace, not even as good as the cats and dogs of the palace. No access to the front yard, let alone the lobby.

Xiong Wei has to do a lot of hard work every day, sweeping up the weeds in the backyard and pouring down people's night pots and buckets. And he can only eat the leftovers in the palace and live a life that is not as good as pigs and dogs.

Twelve slaves who were sold with him to the palace were tortured and killed by biting their tongues, and some were beaten to death. Only Xiong Wei, who was hard-hitting, was beaten several times, but he didn't die. He lived tenaciously and believed that one day he would be able to leave the palace.

Today, the palace held a banquet. Xiong Wei was constantly moving the jar in the back, and when he got a little closer to the front yard, he could hear all kinds of noise.

"Dingding......

"Your guests have arrived. Xiong Wei heard the bell ringing in front of him, and heard the butler's shout. As soon as the butler's voice came out, his voice could be heard in the whole courtyard.

He seemed to see the dignitaries of the royal palace in the hall holding valuable gifts, congratulating the king on his birthday.

Wang Yuanwai was happy, and he didn't know what he would appreciate.

Thinking of this, Xiong Qi couldn't help but sigh.

Xiong Wei was lying on the ground in the backyard, looking up at the stars, and suddenly felt so relaxed. If the housekeeper was there in normal times, he would definitely say that Xiong Wei had dirty the green bricks in the yard.

In the whole palace, only Xiong Wei can't go to the hall, including the low-level people who can receive the reward, but only he can't. He wasn't just a slave, he was a plaything.

After coming to the palace for more than half a year, Xiong Wei has experienced everything.

Once Xiong Wei was eating, Wang Yuanwai's youngest son ran to the backyard for some reason, and Xiong Wei had to give him a high ride. As soon as Xiong Wei carried him on his back, the youngest son urinated on Xiong Wei's head.

Once, while eating, Xiong Wei was hit by a subordinate. The subordinate glanced at Xiong Wei, and immediately stepped on Xiong Wei's body twice, and said, "What a rotten dog, and he is still in charge." ”

Xiong Wei also went to the front yard, and when Wang Yuanwai was happy, he would let him go to the front yard and continue to play the game of dart shooting. Or tie the bear to the stake.

Wang Yuanwai went to Jiudao Villa to gamble on women, and also bought a large number of slaves from Jiudao Villa as playthings to be his own live target. The slaves of Jiudao Villa do not need to gamble, the slaves of Jiudao Villa are already gone to this world, and no one will ask them whether they are alive or dead. Even Lord Yama doesn't have to send bulls and horses to hook their names, but they can buy and sell.

The place where they lived was next to the stables, which is said to have been the original pig breeding house of the royal palace.

Xiong Wei also thought about escaping, but that weak martial arts had been abolished as early as when he was in Jiudao Villa.

Jiang Hongyan told Xiong Wei that the people who were arrested here, no matter how powerful the characters were before, would lose their martial arts here. Because they were drugged in the food they ate.

Jiang Hongyan also told Xiong Wei that he left Jiudao Villa and sold it into the palace in order to restore his normal body. That kind of special secret medicine came from the court, and the palace did not have it. As long as you survive in the palace, you will have the possibility of getting rid of this fate.

Xiong Wei kept asking himself, if he had to choose once, would he still let Jiang Hongyan help him leave Jiudao Villa? This was the only chance to leave Jiudao Villa.

"Ahh

"Help!"

"Help!"

Xiong Wei, who had just closed his eyes, heard a shout in the front yard and immediately jumped up. In an instant, he had already sensed the appearance of a god who had changed his fate.

He ran to the front yard, the first time he had appeared in this place on his own. He quietly walked around to the front door of the hall and saw that the palace was full of lights, which was very lively. The bear quickly hid in the haystack in the corner.

"Ahh It was the blood of the butler, and the butler fell under the window.

There was a strong puff of smoke coming out of the hall.

The bell rang, and the man in white walked in through the smoke of barely visible people. Into everyone's eyes. also walked into the eyes of Wang Yuanwai, the head of the royal family.

Wang Yuanwai's pupils suddenly contracted.

Because he saw that the man in white was not carrying a congratulatory gift, but a sword.

A sword with the tip dripping blood.

As a killer, Xiaoyaozi is indeed not a qualified killer. Not only because Xiaoyaozi, who is almost 40 years old, also has an elegant and delicate face, many years ago, when he walked the rivers and lakes, there were flower thieves who wanted to drug Xiaoyaozi.

The results are certainly predictable.

Xiaoyaozi is not a qualified killer, but also because he is a traitor.

A traitor who betrayed the killer group.

Have you ever heard of the fate of a hitman who betrays the killer group?

You must have heard of it, because you may not have seen a real person, but you must have seen a lot of these kinds of stories.

None of them ended well.

Except for Xiaoyaozi.

Strictly speaking, Xiaoyaozi actually didn't end well.

Because in the list of killers, the killer Xiaoyaozi, who was once ranked tenth, belongs to the first killer Xiaoyaozi of the most mysterious killer group "Dark River", and you can easily find the fate of Xiaoyaozi in public records...... When assassinating the head of the Wudang faction, he made a mistake, was injured and fled, encountered a vendetta on the road in the inn of the Chu State, and was seriously injured after the fire, and was finally burned to death in the inn by the sulfur bomb of the Vulcan faction.

And now, the dead Xiaoyaozi appeared at the door outside the king.

He was also carrying a sword in a chic manner.

It's just that no one would have thought that this young and dashing son was actually the killer Xiaoyaozi who had been "dead" for five years.

Of course, what is even more unexpected is that this young man who looks young, golden, chic and a little shy is almost forty years old.

"Hey, hey!" Xiaoyaozi suddenly laughed.

Then he drew his sword.

Drops of blood dripped slowly and quickly down the tip of the sword.

"Is that you?"

"It's me. Xiaoyaozi replied coldly.

"You're not dead yet?"

"Hehe, you're not dead, how could I die so soon. How can I give up?"

The guests present had already fled in a panic, but none of them ran out of the palace compound, some just stood up and collapsed, and some only fled to the door of the compound.

"Today is my 60th birthday. ”

"I'm here to give you a congratulatory gift today. ”

The entire palace has become a dead city, and the king is destined to not survive today.

Wang Yuanwai's expression was very solemn, and he sat firmly on his longevity chair. "It seems that today is also my time of death. ”

"Take your life. Xiaoyaozi carried the blood-dripping sword, and with an arrow step, he jumped into the air and stabbed Wang Yuanwai's throat unceremoniously.

"Xiaoyaozi!" Wang Yuanwai shouted, and stood up from the chair, he wanted to die in his life.

Wang Yuanwai picked up the incense burner on the table next to him and threw it at Xiaoyaozi, and the incense ashes were sprinkled everywhere. He spun around, jumped up quickly, and slapped Xiaoyaozi hard.

Xiaoyaozi smiled contemptuously, gently kicked the ground hard, jumped up, and kicked Wang Yuanwai in the back.

Wang Yuanwai couldn't stand still for a moment, took a few steps forward, and immediately looked back at Xiaoyaozi.

Xiaoyaozi did not stop, swinging his sword and stabbing at the king's outside.

"A sword stabbing at the sun!" Wang Yuanwai actually knew what the sword that stabbed him to death was called. His face was filled with fear, and his eyes lost their light.

Xiaoyaozi's speed was very fast, the sword qi seemed to sting the air, and the sword blade pointed directly at Wang Yuanwai's heart.

The king didn't have time to dodge, "Ahh......h

Xiong Wei jumped out of the haystack, stood next to Wang Yuanwai, and opened his eyes to see Xiaoyaozi's sword towards Wang Yuanwai's heart.

"Porphy!" Xiong Wei knelt down in front of Xiaoyaozi.

The king beside him lay in a pool of blood and was dead. Except for Xiong Wei, there is no living mouth in the palace.

"Master, please bow down to the apprentices. ”

Xiaoyaozi was surprised that there was never a living mouth under his sword. Is this a man? Xiaoyaozi pointed his sword at his head and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will stab you to death with a sword?"

"Don't be afraid, please take the disciple from the master. Xiong stopped kowtowing and raised his fluffy, dirty hair.

Xiaoyaozi glanced at it, raised his eyebrows, and stabbed Xiong Wei with a sword in his hand.

Xiong Wei stared directly at the sword, as if he wanted to see with his own eyes how the sword killed him.

In an instant, a hint of fear flashed across his face. Soon, a thought came to mind again: to die is to die.

Xiong Wei is a slave, and when a slave dies, he dies, and there are no regrets. Death, on the contrary, is a relief for a slave.

Xiaoyaozi is a killer, an excellent killer. Killing someone is as simple as breathing for him. There is no longer a living mouth in the palace, and this is the proof. Xiong Wei is just a slave of the palace, and the slave is not a person from the palace, but a plaything.

The people Xiaoyaozi killed before were all found by himself, but Xiong Wei took the initiative to find the door. As soon as he came up, he called himself "Master", and no one under his sword had ever called himself like this.

Xiaoyaozi has a unique habit of killing people, he kills people and looks at portraits. Therefore, before killing, he used to look at the face of the murdered, which was a transaction for money, not counting these people in the palace.

Xiaoyaozi has no reason to kill Xiong Wei, but he still likes to look at Xiong Wei's face first. However, his face was obscured by his hair.

Xiaoyaozi's sword blade turned, and the sword qi rose. He wanted to see what this soon-to-be-killed man looked like.

Xiong Wei subconsciously leaned back, leaning back, and the hair that had been blocking his eyes fell thinly, revealing his thin, handsome face, which was still a little sluggish.

"Who are you, and how did you come here?" asked Xiaoyaozi casually.

"I am a slave of the royal palace. When Xiong Wei heard Xiaoyaozi's words, he thought: It turns out that I am not dead yet. He looked up at Xiaoyaozi.

Xiaoyaozi was suddenly startled, and he was stunned by Xiong Qi's face.

Xiaoyaozi remembered that it was many years ago. At that time, it was the same way, the man also leaned back, and the hair that was in front of his eyes also fell thinly, and he stabbed the man in the chest with a sword.

"Didn't you kill that person back then?"

Xiaoyaozi blinked his eyes again, and looked carefully, there were such similar people in the world, and the appearance of a person appeared in his heart. I thought: This person must have something to do with him.

"Bang!Bang!" Xiaoyaozi used his sword to cut off Xiong Wei's handcuffs and anklets.

"Come, follow me!" Xiaoyaozi put away his sword, left the palace with Xiong Wei, and disappeared into the long night.

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