This is definitely a very experienced assassin.

If he went straight for Cui Yuanyang with his first sword, Zhao Changhe, who was waiting on the side, could have chopped off his head with one stroke.

But he feigned an attack on Zhao Changhe first. In the exchange, Zhao Changhe's center of gravity naturally shifted backwards, and his blade was also aimed at protecting his own vital points. The assassin had already borrowed the force to stab towards Cui Yuanyang. After all, Zhao Changhe wasn't that experienced, and if his thinking was a little slow or his follow-up moves were a little slow to adjust, Cui Yuanyang would have been lying dead on the ground at that moment.

Zhao Changhe indeed didn't have time to adjust his center of gravity, but what no one expected was that at the moment when the assassin's sword turned towards Cui Yuanyang, Zhao Changhe had already flicked out a sharp little stone from his left hand, as if the assassin had turned around and offered his back to Zhao Changhe to hit. The stone hit the assassin's shoulder acupoint with a "pop".

The assassin's arm went numb, and he couldn't even hold his sword properly. Cui Yuanyang, who was on the other side, was not a pure sitting duck without any resistance. Seeing this, she directly used a split-second move to sweep away the assassin's soft sword, and then pierced through the assassin's throat.

"..." The assassin died in Little White Rabbit's hands, tears in his eyes, without even understanding how he died.

Of course, Wu De, whom even Yue Hongling was cursing, was secretly flicking stones while furiously slashing his sword and retreating his center of gravity. This was originally a trick Zhao Changhe used to deal with enemies, but who knew that the assassin just happened to turn around and it hit him like a gift.

The black-clothed young man who was watching on the side finally couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Zhao Changhe secretly called it a close call, and cold sweat broke out all over his body, but he didn't dare to relax at all, staring closely at the black-clothed young man's hand.

The black-clothed young man shook his head and finally made a move.

The sword light flashed, but it didn't go towards Zhao Changhe and Cui Yuanyang. The few remaining members of the Cui family in the field almost screamed at the same time and fell down.

The heavy rain poured down from the hole in the roof, washing away the blood on the ground. The dilapidated temple, which was originally empty and silent, was now filled with corpses.

Cui Yuanyang still had tears on her face and cautiously hid behind Zhao Changhe, peering at the black-clothed young man with half of her head. Even Zhao Changhe couldn't be sure where this person came from and what he was thinking.

The black-clothed young man sheathed his sword and finally spoke, "Although these people are not surnamed Cui, they can indeed be considered as members of the Cui family. Miss Cui knows the connection between them better than I do."

Cui Yuanyang bit her lip and didn't answer.

The man suddenly laughed, "Saying who came first and who came last, don't bother them. The coarse and vulgar mountain bandits were the ones who took over this place and drove people away, while the prestigious and wealthy aristocrats were the ones who wanted to buy out this place. Ha...hahaha..."

He laughed so much that his voice shook the roof.

Cui Yuanyang pulled on Zhao Changhe's clothes pitifully, her head almost buried in her armpit.

Zhao Changhe finally asked, "May I ask your name, sir?"

The man's laughter slowly stopped, and his dead face returned to its calmness, "Han Wubing."

People who introduce themselves so simply are usually very famous. If Zhao Changhe went out and directly said his name, others would know who he was. After all, in this world, no one could have not read the Chaos Chronicles once, and once they did, they would become world-famous, even if they were just a nobody.The person who introduced himself without fear of being laughed at was obviously of a certain level.

Han Wubing, ranked 87th on the Qianlong List, slightly higher than Zhao Changhe. He had a higher level of cultivation, at Xuan Guan level four.

Occupation... bounty hunter.

In fact, the Chaos Chronicles did not list all the names on a total list, but every time it flashed, someone would record it, compile all the rankings into a book and sell it out of stock. Every time the rankings changed, these unscrupulous businessmen were happy because they could sell a new edition.

A quick look at "pawread.com" will leave you more fulfilled.

Zhao Changhe didn't know why he had to spend money to organize the list when he could do it himself. After all, he was also someone who spent money, and he hadn't seen the previous issues anyway.

"It turns out to be Brother Han." Zhao Changhe clasped his hands. "I am Zhao Changhe."

"I know, I knew before you even entered. After all, I have seen your portrait so many times."

Han Wubing stopped here, and everyone knew there was another half of the sentence.

As a bounty hunter, what was he planning to do with the wanted portraits he had memorized?

Cui Yuanyang became nervous again and sensibly let go of Zhao Changhe's clothes, took a step back, and didn't want to affect him.

Han Wubing's gaze fell on Cui Yuanyang's face, and Zhao Changhe calmly blocked her behind him, not even revealing a corner of her clothes to him.

Han Wubing sighed, "Miss Cui has a bounty on her head, but I don't need to be so nervous."

"So, you want to kill me?" Zhao Changhe asked calmly.

"Everyone thinks that Han Wubing is a bounty hunter. This is a misunderstanding. The Chaos Chronicles doesn't list people's occupations. This is a private matter brought by the book's compiler... it's just that Han Wubing has received various bounties and rewards, both from the underworld and the righteous path."

"So this isn't a bounty hunter?"

"Han Wubing travels the world only to test his sword. But without stealing or robbing, where does the money come from? Various bounties are mostly offered by scum in the martial world or for revenge in the underworld. Finding these people can not only test his sword, but also maintain the necessary expenses of traveling in the martial world. That's all. If you have to call it a bounty hunter, it can be considered... but the priority is different."

Zhao Changhe curled his lips. It seemed that he was a perfect fit for this, with a similar ranking and slightly lower strength. He was a natural swordsman, and then the government offered a bounty. He was a confirmed scum, and as for money, there was a huge bounty of 1,200 gold from the Demon Cult...

Knowing what Zhao Changhe was thinking, Han Wubing said calmly, "I did come here specifically to find you. I didn't expect to meet you on the way... Your swordsmanship is very good, the best opponent I have seen in terms of cultivation level. I really want to have a good fight with you, but not now."

"Why? Because I said I came later and didn't disturb you?"

Han Wubing's gaze fell on Zhao Changhe's back again, and his indifferent eyes softened. "Because of the sentence 'compensate for my heart's martial world'... someone like Miss Cui shouldn't fall into the hands of scum. I hope you can send her back safely, and then I will invite you to a rematch. Will you dare to accept?"

Zhao Changhe found it interesting.Zhao Changhe, Yue Hongling, Cui Yuanyang, and the person in front of them, Han Wubing, all had a world in their hearts, and this world might be the same thing, or at least similar.

He saluted with clasped hands, "As you wish, Brother Han. You can choose a place, and I will definitely come."

"A thousand miles southeast of Qinghe, there is a lake called Gujian Lake. I happen to have some business there. How about on the day of Lixia? It's about right, isn't it?"

"Okay."

"Then, at the lakeside of Gujian Lake on Lixia." Han Wubing saluted with clasped hands and didn't say much more. He turned and left.

Cui Yuanyang only poked her head out from behind Zhao Changhe at this time, "The legend of that sword at Gujian Lake is probably fake. My family has sent people to investigate many times, and there is nothing there."

Han Wubing didn't stop, "I know. It happens to be Qingming Festival when I go there, but it's to pay respects to my deceased friend."

"Who put out a bounty to kill me?"

"I don't know, but the reward is quite high... I'm sorry, this is not the world you have in mind."

His voice trailed off, and he was already gone.

Zhao Changhe turned around and pulled Cui Yuanyang up, "This person seems to be someone who doesn't talk much, but he said a lot today. He must have done it for you. He's really popular."

Cui Yuanyang didn't say anything, staring at the corpse on the ground.

Zhao Changhe put the rabbit hat that she had knocked off during the fight back on her head and said softly, "Don't think too much. It's dirty here. Let's go somewhere else."

Cui Yuanyang whispered, "I didn't expect that you, me, Han Wubing, the unknown assassin, and the people from the Cui family would all meet at the same place, and the lowest level would be the Cui family."

Zhao Changhe rubbed her head, "It has nothing to do with you."

Cui Yuanyang turned her head to look at him, "Did you suddenly become so gentle because you wanted to comfort me after I was almost assassinated, or because of what I said just now?"

Zhao Changhe smiled and didn't answer.

Cui Yuanyang understood, but suddenly smiled brightly, "But the world I wanted, you guys have already given it to me just now."