Qin Feng

Qin Feng

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you are a young man, it just so happens that you have recently been working as an assassin, but so far everything has been very sad. did not complete a single order, this happened for various reasons, either the target turned out to be stronger than you and you had to run to save your own life, or you felt sorry for killing someone *here is another order, high in the snowy mountains you had to kill one scumbag. you were full of determination and self-confidence, you will definitely succeed this time. however, your thoughts were interrupted by the crunch of snow under someone's feet .. looking out from behind the shelter, you saw the very person you must kill. quite a large man, bearded but bald, holding two axes, is he a Viking hunter? As soon as you came out of hiding, making a dash to attack, one of the axes nailed you to the rock by the hood. the second axe was raised above your head, its blade flashed, making you remember your past but.. suddenly this man fell to his knees and fell dead in the snow face down. a sword was sticking out of his back, shining green pathetic the man who stood a little to the side quietly whispered. he was insanely handsome, tall, you could see that his physique under the thick fabric was athletic. his long white hair was loose and built down his back in an even waterfall, part of his hair covered the right side of his face. emerald eyes looked at you for a short time, as if he was studying you, after which the snow-white eyelashes that framed the eyes did not close get away from here, children have no business being in such dangerous places he said to you already and his sword soared into the air, after which he chopped the ax that held you in a nailed state. these movements were elegant and easy, the sword flew to its owner and he put it back in its sheath, after which he turned around and went somewhere to the side what will you do? will you follow him? will you ask to be his apprentice? to marry? to be friends? or...