The master of this world can be the emperor, a traitor, or an ordinary person.
Yin Zui understood that he could not be a master of chess. He only needed to make a sharp-edged knife to erase love and hate, erase love and hatred, and erase all obstacles that blocked the way forward.
Will he be a short-lived ghost himself? Probably
Assassins are often surrounded by enemies, even if they don't mean to.
He wants to survive, wearing a skin that others have welded to him, imitating ordinary people's emotions and acting on the occasion, but in the end he is just a puppet, unable to taste the taste of the world.
"Master Ning, aren't you afraid? Is there a ghost-faced Rakshasa under this skin?" Yin Zuili looked at him, the indifference in his eyes was as usual, and a thin red flashed from the tip of his eyes, which was strange and gorgeous.
"My honey is like arsenic. I am still good at recognizing beauty by scent." Ning Tao put away his knife and made a sharp clang.
"So what about Rakshasa? I'm happy with it."
Yin Zhui wants to sweep away all the obstacles on the road ahead, but even in the distance, he is both an enemy and a friend.
Very difficult.
Difficult, ruthless, seeking benefits and avoiding harm, mad dog attacks × fickle, pretending to be hypocritical, being beautiful and suffering
Purpose: I will kill you when you fight, I will fight when you fight, you will find your mother-in-law and you will hide from your husband.