Heaven Awakening Path

Mo Lin. Mo Sen's nephew. Mo Family, like the Borrowing Wind Institute's position in the Institute, is one of the countless families in the continent. They don't have any amazing blood, and they don't have any huge family business. They don't have a unified business plan for the future of the family. They are actually more like an ordinary big family. There is no such thing as a family reputation. Everyone has their own way of living. It’s just because of blood. Have a family relationship, nothing more. Mo Sen is a gardener at the Borrowing Wind Institute, and Mo Lin is an Assassin, or killer. Mo Sen was worried from the beginning that he would not do it cleanly, so he called himself a killer's nephew to help. Looking at it now, there is a specialization in the industry. This sentence is not unreasonable. "Where are the people to kill?" After the end of the cold, Mo Lin immediately cherished his time to start his work. "Just stay there." Mo Sen refers to the cabin behind Mo Lin. “There is no one there now.” Mo Lin shows his professionalism. He will stay here, and he has already figured out all the conditions in this area. “Yes,” Mo Sen said. “It makes things easier,” Mo Lin said, turning back immediately and striding to the window of the cabin. The window was high, and Mo Lin had confirmed it before. I didn't look at it any more. I grabbed the window sill with both hands and climbed up hard. The professional Assassin gas field was lost. "Uncle, come over and take the handle!" Mo Lin called. After two hard climbs, they eventually slipped weakly, and Mo Lin had to ask for help from relatives and friends. Mo Sen is helpless. If you must give them a Mo Family blood, then the stamina is probably the most appropriate. But unfortunately, this is a flaw, not a powerful ability, such a label does not matter. Mo Sen looked around and determined that no one had to go up and join hands. Finally, Mo Lin was sent to the hut, and Mo Lin, who heard the entry into the house, cried in a depressed voice: "Who is it! Why don't you go out? door?" Mo Sen has a snack plug. He only knows that this nephew is doing this, but he doesn't know what the level is. I still feel very practical at first, but now I don’t think it is reliable. "Don't worry. What are you going to do?" Mo Sen struggled to look at Mo Lin's move outside the window. “It’s very simple.” Mo Lin has already begun his actions. He came to the bed, his right hand pulled out a scorpion from his pocket, and then carefully pinched a needle from the sewed bag in the left placket. “This is the toxin I extracted from Oleander and White Night Mandala. The amount on this needle is enough to poison your entire Borrowing Wind Institute. Now...” Mo Lin said as he The needle was carefully inserted into the mattress, and then looked back, and nodded with satisfaction. Don't ask, Mo Sen already knows what Mo Lin's plan is. Simple, but very practical, who can find the poison in the bed? Infusion’s Soul Power from Mo Sen Sixth Heavenly Layer is not visible. "Uncle, help me." Mo Lin went back to the window and greeted Mo Sen to help him climb out. “Don't go from the door?” Mo Sen said. "It's better not to leave extra traces," Mo Lin said, half of the body had already climbed out. The design is practical and the considerations are very thorough. But in this clumsy window, it is a ruin of an Assassin gas field. It is also a loss for Mo Sen to be able to understand Mo Lin. This is a change to other employers. I am afraid that I have lost confidence in this Assassin. "I will take the needle in the middle of the night, and then I will wait to collect the corpse!" Mo Lin slammed the messy clothes as he turned the window. "Be careful when you leave." Mo Sen 叮嘱. The Borrowing Wind Institute is more tolerant and it is impossible to make students' life and death inappropriate. The Institute will certainly investigate thoroughly, and strangers like Mo Lin are likely to be suspicious. "Uncle, don't worry, I will be rehabilitated when I take the needle. No one will find that he is abnormally dead." Mo Lin smiled confidently. Without the window, his Assassin temperament suddenly appeared again. . After saying this, I walked in the direction of no one, and disappeared from the sight of Mo Sen. So, can it be over? Looking at Mo Lin's departure, Mo Sen looked back at the cabin again. This favorite flower bud will soon have no such obscurity. At the thought of this, Mo Sen suddenly found that he did not expect it as he did when designing the viewing pavilion in the morning, and the mood seemed to be a bit heavy. "I hope that Su Tang is not too sad..." Mo Sen thought, starting to look down on flowers and plants, only these can calm his heart. After the middle of the night. A handful of stars hang in the sky, but for a perceive who reaches the Second Heavenly Layer realm of Infusion’s Soul, it’s enough to tell him everything. A figure moves gently in the flowerbed, occasionally footsteps, but it happens to be mixed with the rustling sound of the wind. If it's a good performer of Sound’s Soul, maybe it's possible to tell the difference, but Mo Lin knows that there is no perceive in the cabin, not to mention that he is now a dead man. Even so, Mo Lin came to the window as lightly as possible, then leaned over and smashed two stepping bricks under the window. This is a bit awkward, but it is quite helpless to have such a body Mo Lin. Of course, he also envied those guys who were outstanding and came and went. But the body of the Mo Family is so dull on Strength’s Soul. No way, we can only rely on wisdom to solve the problem. Mo Lin stepped on two stepping bricks and held it on the window sill. Although it is darker in the house, as long as there is a little light, it is not a problem for a perceive person of Infusion’s Soul Second Heavenly Layer to see things. Mo Lin saw the target lying still on the bed, but at this moment, his more powerful and sharper Sixth Heavenly Layer Pivot’s Soul gave him more accurate information. Wrong! The temperature is wrong. Although there is no touch, only this distance, Mo Lin has noticed the body temperature emitted by the target person. It is already in the middle of the night, unless this guy is just sleeping, otherwise he will die in the middle of the night, it is impossible to have such body temperature. The situation is a bit wrong, is it further confirmed, or is it... Mo Lin is still hesitating, but the bed figure has moved. Flash! Mo Lin was alert early, but hesitated, but never relaxed. The body of the bed just moved slightly, he had noticed, did not hesitate, and took the leg away. Why didn't the poison needle work? Was it discovered? Mo Lin, who has his own toxin, has great confidence, and the goal is nothing. There is no explanation except that it has not been stabbed. Mo Lin running away did not look back, just listening to the movement behind him. His Pivot’s Soul is the most powerful, has reached the Sixth Heavenly Layer, and the linking up with Excellence’s Soul is up to Linker's realm, with more powerful capabilities. But in addition, his other Five Mortal Souls, in addition to Strength’s Soul, have a certain realm. Sound’s Soul has reached the Third Heavenly Layer, and any distance can't escape his ears. Get up... get out of bed... to the window... jump out! In Mo Lin, the extremely heavy landing sound rang behind him, and the target person actually chased it out. Mo Lin couldn't help but look back. The waste that Mo Sen's uncle said was nothing. It didn't seem so useless. At least very courageous, although this timid is stupid in his opinion. Even if the body is poor, Strong’s Soul is a very weak Mo Family. As a perceive person, there is always a lot of fighting. Compared with ordinary people, it is completely two levels. This guy, obviously without any Soul Power, even dared to chase it out, this is probably the so-called ignorant fearless! There is no perceive, so this kid doesn't even know how powerful and terrible his pursuit is. Kill him directly? Can't... Although Mo Lin has this ability completely, Mo Sen has repeatedly stressed that it must be an accident, an accident that makes others look like it is not an abnormal death. "I don't think I can deal with an ordinary person, but I have to use my alternatives." Mo Lin groaned.