Assassin's World Travel

I am an Assassin: This is a story about an assassin. When a martial arts genius loses his memory and comes to the urban world, what kind of friction will happen? A taciturn assassin lost his memory and turned into a super funny guy? I don't have feelings, let alone points, a humanized system, a time-traveler full of mental illnesses, the first time I penetrated the assassin's 567 plane, the warmth and warmth of human relationships, and the way of an assassin. He was holding a silver sword with a playful smile on his lips. The silver swords were dancing wildly, Hong Ying and Mo Ying were mixed together. Others only heard the sound of fighting, but could not see how they were fighting. Extremely fast! Amazing! I don't believe in good, I don't believe in evil, I don't believe in happiness, but I believe in you. The cup is an ordinary old wooden cup, with some subtle wood grain and luster, like those small obsessions and attachments in the world, but such pitiful happiness and lingering that cannot be let go; the snow is still the first snow in the world many years ago, and the fingers holding the cup are lonely, and the snow many years ago seems to have a coldness that penetrates the years, which can freeze everything into a deep state. Everyone has a time to escape from others. , Quickly blending into the darkness…. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.