"The spring rain shocks the valley and the sky, and the summer is full of light until the second summer."

"In autumn, there is dew and frost, and in winter it snows and there is a slight cold."

This is the solar term sung in the Chinese song of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms. Almost every Chinese who is familiar with the twenty-four solar terms can blurt out this song.

There are twelve months in a year, with two solar terms in each month, for a total of twenty-four solar terms.

The solar terms carry the fortune, and the stars change.

Earth, Huang, Tianxuan, there is finally one.

"It's windy outside,"

Ye Piaoling felt the cool night breeze blowing in through the window and said to himself. The night breeze blew over his cheek, and it seemed that there were gentle jade hands caressing him, but he still felt lonely.

"Climate change is going to change things,"

"If there are no perfect rules in this world, then let me, Ye Piaoling, formulate and perfect them," Ye Piaoling, who had been standing by the window for a long time, suddenly thought passionately, and there was a ignited fire burning in his heart, " A world without perfect rules cannot operate according to complete rules, and I, Ye Piaoling, want to be the one who guides the direction."

This world is too big and wonderful, filled with everything that can satisfy human needs, both material and spiritual.

Desire is the thing that makes people yearn for the most.

At the top of the food chain stacked up into a pyramid are people, but people are all different, just like what Yu Yunsong said to Ye Piaoling when he was talking about heroes.

"It's not that we can't change, it's that we haven't tried to change,"

"Those ant-like creatures at the foot of the mountain are so mediocre. They are mediocre because they can't find the direction of life and can't create a value standard for themselves that meets their own pursuits, so they appear mediocre."

"It is because of their mediocrity that strong men must be born,"

With these words, Ye Piaoling still clearly remembers the lofty ambitions of Yu Yunsong, the young master of the Qilin Sect. Now, he, Ye Piaoling, also has the opportunity to realize this lofty ambition.

The hair that did not reach his waist fell softly on his shiny black clothes. He stood in front of the hall and looked at the night outside the window. The world outside was dark.

It was late at night, this was a suburb, and the outside had already quieted down. It was dead silent except for the noisy chirping of insects.

It was quiet outside, but Ye Piaoling's heart was full of waves, rapids and undercurrents.

...

Two rows of people stood neatly behind them, each row consisted of twelve people, also dressed in black attire, looking majestic and high-spirited.

The dark night and dim lights illuminate these twenty-four cold and charming men in black. They are shining, but they look more like cold-faced killers who have lived in a dark world all year round. They are so cold-blooded. Evil and cruel.

They seem to have a strong desire for blood and killing. Looking at them, it seems as if they can clearly hear the evil call from the devil in the abyss of hell.

These people all exude a strong aura of death, and each cluster of aura that invades the mind is filled and gathered in the entire hall. It is so strong and so shocking.

The group of people on the left are the Beginning of Spring, Jingzhe, Qingming, Beginning of Summer, Mangzhong, Slight Heat, Beginning of Autumn, Bailu, Cold Dew, Beginning of Winter, Heavy Snow and Lesser Cold.

Twelve people.

The row of people on the right are respectively Rain, Vernal Equinox, Grain Rain, Xiaoman, Summer Solstice, Great Heat, End of Heat, Autumnal Equinox, Frost Descent, Light Snow, Winter Solstice and Great Cold.

Twelve people.

Twenty-four people in total.

The position they are currently standing in is not ranked according to their strength. According to their names, they all have a traditional name, that is, they are all taken from the profound Twenty-Four that has been used for thousands of years in ancient China. Name of solar term.

The twenty-four solar terms are the twenty-four killers, so each of them has a unique name and title, seasonal killer.

After several years of training and training, each of them has their own unique killing skills, attack, tracking, and assassination. What's more, the bad old man Zhongda pulled them into the devil's realm in order to appease Ye Piaoling's revenge fire. More than a year of life and death communication.

This is a team that grew up in iron and blood.

They are his direct team that Ye Piaoling brought from the Lingxiao Pavilion training base, and they are also young masters that he has spent many years of hard work training.

To put it more appropriately, they are all selected elites who have experienced many years of killing and cruel elimination. The training in Lingxiao Pavilion has made them make further progress.

When Ye Piaoling came out of the training base of Lingxiao Pavilion, he selected more than 20 people. After they came out of the base, they went all the way south to GD, walking thousands of miles. They withstood rigorous tests and proved that none of them were Ye Piaoling's vision was so great that he made the "wrong choice".

Now this is a team ready to go.

The leader of this team was Ye Piaoling, who was standing in front of them in black clothes with loose hair.

"Master, the team has assembled,"

One of them stood up and said forcefully to Ye Piaoling, this person is Lidong, because Lidong is the representative spokesperson among this group of people, and Xia Zhi is the representative of strength among this group of people.

He is the strongest among these twenty-four people.

"Yes." Ye Piaoling turned around and responded. Ye Piaoling solemnly nodded to Xiaoman with no expression on his face.

"Who are we?" Ye Piaoling asked coldly.

"Plum blossoms," a neat voice sounded.

"Who are we?" Ye Piaoling asked again coldly.

"Plum blossoms," the neat voice sounded again.

"Hey, hey," Ye Piaoling looked at these twenty-four treasure-like people, with the spirit of "a strong warrior and an iron horse, capable of swallowing up thousands of miles like a tiger" in his heart.

"Xiao Man," Ye Piaoling called again, nodding to him to indicate that Xiao Man could do something. Xiao Man stood up, waved to the group of people he was in, and said, "Follow me," and then he took the lead. Go to the next room.

After a while, Xiaoman and the others came out carrying two large black boxes and placed them in the open space between the two rows of people.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the twenty-four boxes, with satisfied smiles on their lips. They seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and no one was willing to look away.

Because the contents of these twenty-four boxes were too attractive to them.

"What are we going to do," Ye Piaoling asked.

"All my men will obey the young master's orders," the twenty-four men replied.

"Where are we going," Ye Piaoling asked again.

"Wherever the young master's sword points straight, we will go," the twenty-four people seemed to answer in a unified voice.

"Okay," Ye Piaoling smiled happily after hearing this, "There are twenty-four boxes on the ground, one for each person."

"Everyone has a tailor-made set of the most sophisticated and expensive equipment in the world. Now it is placed at your feet according to the number. You can take it and take a look." Ye Piaoling took two steps forward and pointed at the twenty-four pieces on the ground. The box said to these twenty-four people.

As soon as Ye Piaoling finished speaking, they lined up and took away their respective boxes according to the names on them, and then stood respectfully where they had just stood.

"Everyone should get familiar with and organize their equipment first, and then clean up the place. I'll set off in an hour," Ye Piaoling said to them.

"Yes, Master," twenty-four people replied at the same time, their voices full of power. If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't make too much noise at night, otherwise these twenty-four people would have made a huge noise.

Ye Piaoling almost exhausted all the money he had collected over the years and spent nearly 100 million to obtain top-notch equipment for these killer mercenaries from various countries. This did not include firearms and other hardware equipment.

An hour later, Ye Piaoling took the twenty-four people and set off under the cover of night.

Happy New Year and wish all readers a happy New Year.
Chapter completed!