907: C907 Dagger Letter

C907 Dagger Letter

3It was a pity that Guya, too, was now wary. It was easy for her to take care of the assassins, but she could take care of them with a talisman.

However, Zhao Feng was still there. If she really did that, Zhao Feng would die as well.

She could only convince people with reason and try to get the assassins to let go of the idea of killing Zhao Feng.

Unfortunately, if this matter was really that easy, then this person wouldn't have come.

The Ancient Assassin clan paid attention to the word 'righteousness'. This kind of person was definitely the most suitable person to be friends, but they usually didn't live long.

Good people didn't live long, disasters left behind for thousands of years.

This kind of logic was universal no matter where it was. They would often be in danger because of a promise. Although they were powerful, the ancient assassins gradually faded away from the mainstream cultivators of the Underworld.

Guya thought for a moment, then took out a simple dagger from her storage ring. "Since you're from the Ancient Assassin clan, do you recognize this thing?"

The man was stunned. "This is a dagger that can only be obtained by the Ancient Assassin Clan with great kindness. How can you have it in your hand?"

Although there was no spiritual energy on the dagger, if one looked closely, it seemed to contain a mysterious charm. This was something from the ancient assassins.

Or rather, it could be considered a keepsake. The person who had this item was a friend of the Ancient Assassin Clan. Anyone who had this item could not be listed as a target by the Ancient Assassin Clan.

Gu Ya nodded. "As long as you can recognize this thing. I will give it to Zhao Feng now. According to the rules of the Ancient Assassin Clan... You can't kill him, can you?

There were many rules in the ancient assassins' line. Among them, the dagger was the highest priority.

It was impossible to say that you were indebted to the Ancient Assassin branch here. On the other side, your son and even your own body were assassinated by the Ancient Assassin Clan.

Even an ordinary person would not be able to do such a thing, let alone the Ancient Assassin Clan who had a strong sense of brotherhood.

Hearing Gu Ya's words, the assassin beside Zhao Feng was stunned. How could he do such a thing?

One should know that although their Ancient Assassin branch had declined, there were still quite a number of experts. If they had this thing, they could command the experts of their Ancient Assassin branch to do things.

However, this kind of thing was actually going to be handed over by that little girl on the opposite side. This was too child's play.

But when Guya held the dagger, When he placed it in Zhao Feng's arms, he finally believed it.

It was at this moment that Zhao Feng felt the mysterious force that had imprisoned his body disappear.

Although this dagger was not even a magic weapon and could only be used as a token, it did not mean that it was useless. For the ancient assassins, the effect of this dagger wasn't ordinary.

There were many methods. As long as one possessed this thing, it would lose its effectiveness.

Zhao Feng did not know what to say anymore. In his opinion, the ancient assassins were like a group of honest boors. The other sects were trying their best to cover up their weaknesses.

On the other hand, they were giving away something that could suppress their own people to outsiders.

He really didn't know whether it was good for them to be honest or to be stupid. In any case, he couldn't understand.

"Okay," Wang Yao said. Now you can't do anything to him! "

Guya looked at the assassin.

The assassin sighed and slowly disappeared from the inn. The rules were set here, and they had to obey them. This was the bloodline of the assassin.

Seeing the man disappear, Zhao Feng let out a sigh of relief. He handed the dagger back to Gu Ya. "Is he coming back?"

He was really scared of the assassins. He felt powerless and helpless. He didn't want to experience it a second time in his life.

Guya shook her head. "The assassins are too mysterious, and they haven't been born for a long time. I'm not too sure, so you better be careful."

If possible, she could lend the dagger to Zhao Feng for a while, but she knew her own family's business. The dagger in her hand... The dagger in her hand was not something that could be used in a serious manner.

It was the spoils of war that her father had obtained when he killed the cultivators from the enemy forces.

It was only a simple trick to trick this late Foundation Establishment cultivator. The true experts of the Ancient Assassin Clan all had records of the transfer of daggers and daggers.

Their family had nothing to do with the Ancient Assassin. If those people found out about it, it would be a disaster or a blessing for Zhao Feng.

"You'd better be careful. If you find anything wrong, go to a crowded place. If not, go find the guards."

Zhao Feng nodded. That was the only thing he could do now.

At this moment, a figure appeared around the broken wall. Zhao Feng recognized this person. He was the manager here.

"Sir, this is..."

The manager looked scared. Although he had a cultivation base, he was still scared. But it's just a Qi Cultivation Stage cultivator. With this kind of cultivation, he couldn't afford to offend anyone in the Underworld.

Although killing was prohibited in the city, and those who disobeyed would pay with their lives, he couldn't ignore his gaze. If the other party slapped him to death.

Even if he paid with his life, what could he do? He would not be able to come back to life either. However, if such a situation occurred, he had to appear. If all the guests did so, his inn would be in ruins in a few days.

"Shopkeeper, this damage will be counted on my account. Tell me how many spirit stones it is."

Zhao Feng wasn't an unreasonable person. Under such circumstances, there was no reason for the Shopkeeper to bear the losses he had caused to the inn.

Hearing this, the shopkeeper heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank you, guest. Fifty... Oh no, thirty spirit stones is enough."

Zhao Feng had no objection to the fair price.

He just followed the shopkeeper to a different room.

At the same time, in a place not far from the market, the stall owner who had been driven out looked at the black shadow that had returned and impatiently asked: "How is it? Did you succeed?"

He was a person who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance. Since Zhao Feng had made him lose his stall, he had made Zhao Feng lose his life.

The black shadow was the assassin who had tried to assassinate Zhao Feng. He shook his head. "No. He has the token of the ancient assassin. According to the rules, I cannot attack him."

"You're just a piece of trash. That won't do, that won't do either. I really don't know what I need your promise for."

The vendor became anxious and scolded fiercely.

However, he had forgotten. He was merely an ordinary early stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. He did not have much combat strength.

If the opponent wanted to kill him, one move was enough. If this person wasn't from the Ancient Assassin branch, if he dared to speak like this, his head would have already fallen to the ground.

After cursing for a long time, the vendor's gaze suddenly turned sinister. "Since you can't directly take action, how about helping me obtain something?"

"It's fine to say it. I owe you a promise. Even if I have to risk my life, I will help you bring the item back."

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