My Wealth is like a Deep Sea

Shen Wei is dead.

Rather than dying at the hands of Lin Hao, he died at the hands of the Temple of Killing.

After all, the Eight Star Killer had destroyed his body, while Lin Hao had destroyed Yuan Ying.

The body might still be destroyed, but Yuan Ying would be completely destroyed.

I did not expect Xu Hao to suddenly shoot. The Eight Star Killer was a bit stunned.

Yan Rou, Hou Yong and their faces were complicated.

After a moment of silence, the Eight Star Killer smiled and said, "Well, cruel, I heard that your name is Lin Zixiao?"

Lin Hao nodded, "Is there a problem?"

The Eight Star Killer smiled, "No problem. I just want to ask where those two gold-winged birds have gone."

It seemed that he was also an understanding person. He knew that Lin Hao had brought the two gold-winged birds with him.

Before Lin Hao made a sound, Yan Yuexian said, "He's not the real Lin Zixiang. He doesn't have gold-winged birds."

I was courageous. I had the courage to speak.

Lin Hao looked at her curiously, "How do you know it's not? Have you ever seen the real Lin Zixiang?"

"I, I didn't, but I know you're not." Yan Rou's face turned red and now she was struggling.

The Eight Star Killer also laughed and joked, "If you haven't seen it, how do you know it's not?"

Yan Ruozheng has a saying: "Because he doesn't have a goldfinch, he's not."

It made sense.

It almost sounded like she believed her.

After pondering for a while, the Eight Star Killer suddenly smiled and said, "Yeah, without a gold-winged bird, you can't be the real Lin Zixiao.

It's just that you don't have to live at all."

The voice suddenly became very quiet.

There was no sound at all. At that moment, all the people around him were killed.

Smelling the pungent smell of blood, Yan Rou's heart beat a little fast.

Feeling a lot of cold air around her, the killers who had been hiding in the darkness appeared, and she knew it was destined.

But strangely, she didn't seem that scared.

At that moment, Lin Hao calmly said, "Go back, no matter where you came from tonight, your goal has been achieved, and it's best to go back now."

As the words fell, the foot lifted up and stepped down, seemingly carelessly, there seemed to be no movement, but there was a "bang bang" sound, an explosion, and more than ten killers were still lurking in the shadows of the underground, spurting out blood.

Yan Rou was shocked.

The nearest explosion was right behind her, only 3 feet away, which meant she could be a dead woman at any moment, and yet there was no accident at the moment.

Quiet!

The sudden change of heart left the scene deserted, and there was finally fear in the eyes of the killers of the God of Murder Hall.

The eight-star killer just looked at it quietly, nodding his head half a day, "Yes, a bit powerful. No wonder you dare to call yourself Lin Zixiao."

"Calling you Lin Zixiao?" Lin Hao laughed, shook his head and said, "Yes, killing temples is always like that. They don't know each other, they don't know each other's missions.

If not, you should know that after Lin Zixiao, eight star killers have died."

The wording was a bit disapproving.

In fact, he knew the organization of the Temple of Killings like the back of his hand. He had been a member of this organization and had gained many things through this platform.

However, it didn't end happily, and the temple collapsed. There were quite a few people sent to kill the temple.

Eight Star Killer Ning Mei, squinting his eyes, said, "You seem to know a lot about the Temple of Killing?"

Lin Hao smiled and said, "General, once I understood very well, but much of it has been forgotten."

Not wanting to say more, he said, "Let's go, leave before it's too late, or you'll be late."

The implication is that if you don't go, something bad might happen.

The eight-star killer laughs and says, "You threaten this seat?"

Lin Hao shook his head, "It's not a threat, it's a suggestion."

The Eight Star Killer said calmly, "But to me it is a threat, and I've never killed anyone the temple threatened, no one has ever threatened me to kill a temple."

"So you're not going to leave?" Lin Hao asked.

As soon as the words fell, the killers who seemed to be killing the temple disappeared.

Yan Rou's heart jumped and subconsciously said, "Be careful ......."

It's still a little late!

The art of killing the temple is elusive. Unless it doesn't move, it doesn't give people a chance to react.

But this is not a big problem.

Lin Hao didn't move at all. He didn't even actively deploy his defense. He only had the Dragon Blood Gang automatically protecting his body. In a split second, a large amount of blood gushed out in all directions.

Ding ding dong!

A dark elf tool dagger fell down and their master died. They slammed into the protective shield of the Dragonstripe Blood Gang and committed suicide.

Quiet!

It's really quiet. Now there is only one person left.

Yan Rou Yes.

Killing the monastery, the monks in the Xiu Zhen world were scared to death. Of course, they had some unconventional methods. Shadow killing was one of them.

Shadow killing, as the name implies, is the use of shadows to hide and then violently kill.

This is a very strange and secret assassination method that cannot be stopped, and there is no way for the monks outside to know about it.

But unfortunately, Lin Hao is one of the few who knows about it.

More importantly, he also knew that Shadowkill's greatest weakness was that it could not be moved or fixed when used. Otherwise, if people don't kill, they will turn themselves in.

The eight-star killer is the one who draws attention to himself on the surface and does shadow kills in secret.

I thought I would have succeeded, but with his power, even a robber monk would have been killed with a single punch.

Sadly, he died before he even left the school. He hadn't waited to get his hands on him, but his shadow had been fixed first.

Hearing that Lin Hao even knew the weaknesses of Shadow killing, the Eight Star Killer suddenly looked shocked and said, "Who are you and why do you know so much?"

"Who is this Emperor?" Lin Hao smiled and said, "Say, Lin Zixiao original, but you don't believe it."

The Eight Star Killer was taken aback and said angrily, "Impossible, no matter how powerful Lin Zixiang is, he won't have such strength. Lin Zixiang

No, you are also the one who killed the temple. Otherwise, you wouldn't know so many secrets."

I didn't believe what I was saying.

But then again, that logic wasn't a mistake. After all, not all temple killers are bred by temple killing.

Most of the temple killers came from outside. These people had normal identities, or were the proud generation, or the head of a family, and so on.

Because of this, the Eight Star Killer believed that Lin Hao was the one who killed the temple. There was no logical problem with this.

Lin Hao didn't have a defense, so he just laughed, "Who told you that Lin Zixiao doesn't have the strength?

Chongxuanmen, or those who were once in the dark clouds?

Didn't anyone tell you that Lin Zixiang is actually a being that can kill beasts?

The intelligence work was really inadequate. No wonder that years later someone deliberately got into a high position and almost destroyed the entire killing temple.

The eight-star killer had no voice at all. At the moment, he was extremely shocked. He didn't know whether to believe these words.

Lin Hao did not wait. He said to the two people around him, "You two, who killed him?"

Yan Rou didn't move a muscle.

Hou Yong didn't move.

Lin Hao smiled and said, "Don't worry. He can't move now. If he stabs him he will die.

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