The moment Mr. Jin drew his sword.

The young man in white, sitting cross-legged on the dead rock, opened his eyes.

The long sword fell through.

The thunder roared.

The blazing light emitted by the burning of the Fire Dream instantly extinguished at the heart of the white sleeves' forehead, and the ray of lightning that the young man in white pointed at directly cutting off Mr. Jin's neck.

All this happened so quickly that even Mr. Jin himself didn't react.

So the warm head rolled to the ground, his eyes were still confused... He didn't understand why a meditator in the "comprehension state" had such a fast reaction speed.

It is impossible for anyone in this world to do it, immerse himself in a dream and can deal with assassination in the real world.

unless……

He didn't even fall into a dream.

The burning "Dream of Fire" slowly dissipated in the snow in the cave. Bai Xiu's mental power was extremely stable, without any fluctuations, neither the joy of breaking the realm and the loss of failure to comprehend.

The white-sleeved face was as unchanged as a mirror.

It seemed as if nothing happened here exceeded his expectations.

After igniting the dream of fire, he did nothing, and just watched the extremely precious "dream" burning calmly, and then dissipated. The whole process was nothing more.

A dreamy light was indeed lit up between his eyebrows.

But in fact, he didn't even enter a moment of dreams.

From beginning to end, he just closed his eyes and sat quietly, cooperating with this "good show".

At this moment, blood spreads, the wind echoes, and it is extremely cold.

What is colder than the wind and snow is the words of Baishui.

"Care you really make the Bai family better if you kill me?"

Baisweet slowly stood up from the dead rock.

Bai Zesheng's words "take action" were the fuse for his last thunderous attack.

The reason why I closed my eyes and pretended to comprehend.

In fact, there is still a trace of "hope" in my heart, or... a trace of luck.

The second elder is the one who brought himself out of Jiangbei.

It's the benefactor.

The biggest benefactor!

Even in the last second, the other party chooses to regret... Maybe he will choose to forgive, but most of the things in this world are not worth waiting for with luck.

It was precisely because of the five minutes of silence that Bai Xiu heard the words that made him feel most sad in twenty years.

Bai Zesheng turned around slowly.

He looked at Bai Xiu, a peerless genius whom he cultivated, was bathed in lightning, and stood in front of him in white clothes without staining blood... At this moment, Bai Zesheng understood everything.

I set up such a battle to enter the tomb and kill.

Bai Xiu had already seen through it and chose to make plans.

This young little guy, facing himself and the top killer in Zhongzhou, is so courageous and courageous. He chose to sacrifice a dream of fire to see what this killing looks like...

"You've seen the answer, don't you?"

Bai Zesheng spoke in a hoarse voice and said, "Kill you, Bai will become pure... and in my opinion, pure is a good thing."

White sleeves silently lower their heads.

The fishy wind in the snow cave whistled.

Mr. Jin's head was still squirming, and the two fingers with white sleeves slashed by the two fingers that were slanted.

A ray of lightning flashed down in an instant.

The head burst into pieces, the plasma flew, and was swept into the distance by the wind and snow. This shrill and cruel scene was soon swallowed by the white and pure snow. Bai Zesheng, who was standing at the entrance of the cave, was surrounded by light white fluorescent light. The splashed blood did not stain his robe, but splashed onto the robe. It was instantly bounced away by the white fluorescent light, and then disappeared into the snowy mountain outside.

"This is the subordinate of the God of the Source Tower, right?"

Bai Xiu stared at Mr. Jin with the broken body and whispered: "A year ago, he attacked me in the tundra and escaped to Inta. You didn't kill him..."

“…”

Bai Zesheng was just silent about this.

"Although we have changed our weapons and changed our moves... but some things cannot be changed."

Bai Xiu paused and said, "For example, the breath of blood."

In the previous fight, [Thunder World Walker] struck one of Mr. Jin's forearm, and the blood that radiated was clearly captured by Bai Shu.

Over the past year, I have been in seclusion in the small yard.

Bai Xiu looked like she was not leaving the house and was practicing hard, but in fact she was not.

Bai Xiaochi often goes to the yard. After the assassin case of the tundra was briefly progressed after the blood was extracted a year ago... [Zhao Ming] The extracted blood was compared with billions of genetic data in the deep-sea database, and there was no matching information in the five continents.

The Tundra Assassin is a "identityless person".

His information was not entered into [Deep Sea]. In fact, there are not many such "identityless people" within the five continents. Many major forces, big figures, and those with high authority will make such arrangements for their deceased soldiers.

However, with the authority of the Bai family, there are very few who cannot find the other party's identity...

It is precisely this that made Bai Xiaochi turn his doubts to the outside world!

Perhaps... the great forces in the foreign continent can do it.

The power of the Source Tower is too powerful to allow the Bai family to not doubt it.

However, no matter how suspicious it is, there is no evidence, so I can only give up.

"Sure enough... you used [Zhaoming] to investigate the Bing Lake." Bai Zesheng laughed in a low voice and said, "I thought you couldn't find that deep."

Over the past year, because of Yinta's injury, Bai Zesheng spent most of his time "recovering his injuries".

The core affairs of the family were handed over to others.

In fact, in these actions, you can already feel the intention of the head of the family to prevent him... but Bai Zesheng was not nervous because he knew very well that if he had truly found out the truth a year ago, the situation would not be so simple.

The only ending is to apologize for death.

"Maybe it's a little deeper than you think."

Bai Xiu said slowly: "I will never forget the bloody breath of the assassin in the tundra. The head of the family went to Yinta and told me a regretful news... At the crime scene of Yinta, [Zhaoming] did not capture the blood of the assassin."

Bai Zesheng narrowed his eyes.

He remembered that he was seriously injured at that time, and the head of the family arrived and saved his life with his ability.

At that time, I thought... this stab was deeply enough and had helped me escape from danger.

But now, there is no.

Because Bai Xiaochi's real purpose of rushing to the Inta Tower was not to heal himself, but to extract the "blood stains" at the scene of the Inta Tower incident... How could he keep that kind of thing?

Bai Zesheng knew very well the horror of the ability of [Zhao Ming].

He used the most powerful seal on his body, plus a large amount of extraordinary source substance... to burn the fake corpse cleanly, and there would never be a trace of blood residue. After the floating plate of the outer defense cover of the tower was opened, under the erosion of violent blizzard, it was more difficult to obtain valid evidence than to find a needle in a haystack.

On the contrary, Mr. Jin once lived and hid, some evidence was found, which was enough to prove that the assassin had actually arrived at the Inta.

Then, disappear.

"In the past year, the Bai family has never stopped pursuing the tundra assassination case... Although the assassin is 'dead', his identity is unknown." Bai Xiu said slowly: "Although this case has been settled, it has become a unsolved case. I will never know who attacked me."

It doesn't matter who the assassin is.

It is very important who is behind the assassin.

In this small war without gunpowder, in the final analysis, the assassin of the tundra is just a chess piece... What he wants to do is to find out the chess player behind the scenes!

"Some things are handled too cleanly, but they are not good. There should be blood on the scene of Inta."

Bai Xiu looked at the second elder and said, "For the past year, I have locked myself in the yard because I don't know how to face the most likely truth..."

A seed of doubt is planted.

Bai Xiu wanted to persuade herself not to be suspicious.

This is a man who is grateful to him, and he is also a "relative" who cares about himself in everything.

But he couldn't do it.

The glimpse of the assassination in the snow field often echoed in his mind, causing his mood to shake.

Once some seeds are planted, they will inevitably take root and sprout, and then grow.

Once some gaps are born, they inevitably become larger and larger until they are broken.

"The assassination in Xueyuan is almost a nightmare... This matter is more important than the understanding of the Fire Dream. So over the past year, I have been thinking about how to end the assassination case."
To be continued...