As the black shadows rushed past the wooden lattice gate, Ning Xiaoling opened her eyes.

"Who is it!"

A chill invaded her hands and feet, and she shouted violently and woke up instantly.

There was a dead silence.

But that was only a very short moment. Even Ning Xiaoling's inhalation had not ended yet. In the darkness on the right, an extremely low buzzing sound suddenly pierced out with the dark murderous intent.

The sound of the porcelain bottle breaking sounded crisply.

A long knife stabbed from the wooden frame on the right, and the chill had condensed into a little, snatching the neck.

It was an extremely dangerous knife, like a poisonous snake that instantly jumped under the grass and trees, with amazing speed and fatal murderous intent.

However, Ning Xiaoling's intuition and spirituality came from, but she had already noticed the porcelain bottle before it was broken, and her body made a retreating reaction. When the sword intention hit her face, Ning Xiaoling's body had already taken two steps back, and the sword intention of the sword could not affect her anymore.

The assassin in the dark was surprised at her reaction, and he and the girl were separated by the hollow cabinet. Due to this, he could not immediately make a second culprit.

Although Ning Xiaoling avoided this shocking knife, her hands and feet were trembling and her eyelids were trembling.

At this moment, the door was closed and the room was not spacious. In the darkness, the sharp knife that devoured people was still aiming at him in the darkness.

Ning Xiaoling had never experienced these things, and she had no time to make any effective reaction. The sound of the long knife breaking through the wood sounded. The assassin did not choose to draw the knife and go around the cabinet again, but slapped the handle of the knife directly, allowing the sharp knife to break through the air. At the same time, his figure shook and he arrived quickly around the cabinet.

The murderous intention comes again.

Ning Xiaoling couldn't see where the knife came from, and only the intuition that was alarmed in her heart suddenly magnified, making her instinctively take a step back.

Wow!

When the blade was about to reach, the night wind suddenly broke out outside, and a window was suddenly blown open by the wind. The curtains moved, and the lights on the corridor shone in, reflecting the knife light into a bright red dot.

That was the window that the assassin opened just now when he entered the house.

In that thin light, Ning Xiaoling saw the coming of the knife clearly. At that moment, Ning Xiaoling's figure suddenly became several times faster. She tilted her feet, her body fell, and slapped the ground with her palms. When her palms were exchanged, she jumped to the side and nimblely split the deadly sword.

With a tingling sound, the sharp knife had pierced the partition behind him.

All this happened in a very short time. The assassin's figure also came in the interweaving darkness, but his palm fell into the void, only with some clothes.

He had no time to think about why this little girl suddenly became so fast, but instinctively pulled out the blade with her backhand.

He found that he could not twitch.

Immediately afterwards, the pain burst out from the wrist, as if it was bitten by something.

The assassin suddenly shook his wrist and cheered down a snow-white figure.

It was a snow fox without a tail, as petite as a kitten, but its reaction was extremely fast. When its feet touched the ground, it jumped like a projectile and jumped towards the girl.

The assassin immediately understood, and then he was extremely shocked: "Innate Spirit? Can you actually form a spirit?"

There are only one practitioner in the world who can choose from a thousand miles away, and there are only one who can be born with a concrete and spiritual spirit.

Ning Xiaoling had no habit of talking nonsense to others, so she ran directly along the window with lights. She shouted help outside the window, then jumped and was about to break the window.

The assassin's horror was short-lived. He instinctively touched the waist, which was a small crossbow.

When Ning Xiaoling took off, he immediately aimed at the girl's body where he was about to move, and pulled half of it. With a sound of a whistle, the crossbow arrow broke through the string instantly.

No matter how talented a girl is, she still lacks experience in life and death.

Her cultivation at this moment is not enough to change her speed and position without fulcrum or leverage.

So after she jumped up, the arrow followed her trajectory, and she could not avoid it.

The sound of the wind broke, and the small arrow was fast and straight.

The snow-white little fox noticed the murderous intent, and his hair exploded and soared into the air, as if he wanted to block the deathly arrow.

But the spirit finally became a new spirit. When it was opposite the arrow, it collapsed into smoke and flowed back into Ning Xiaoling's sea of ​​consciousness. Her throat became sweet, and the blood was not enough to spew out, and the arrow was already approaching her waist.

At this moment when he was determined to win, the assassin was suddenly shocked.

He rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was dazzled.

The arrow had torn the paper and nailed it to the wall, and the little girl's figure disappeared out of thin air like a ghost.

Then, the door suddenly opened.

The pretty boy in blue clothes walked in with an expressionless face. He was carrying a shocked little girl in his hand, which was Ning Xiaoling.

The assassin is facing a great enemy.

"Go back, don't let me change my mind." The young man in green spread his palms, which was a jade plaque.

The assassin said in surprise: "Why is the jade plaque of the Blue and White Division... here is yours?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I should obey the order when I see this jade plaque. Go back. If you are still unwilling to accept it, you can come again. I will try to kill someone."

While speaking, Ning Changjiu held the hilt of the knife with his backhand and pulled it out. Ning Changjiu swung his arm, and with a sound of a shattering knife penetrated into his sheath. The sound of the blade shattering was like a firecracker.

...

...

In the room, the woman's nightgown was messy and she was sweating profusely.

She sat down on the bed dejectedly, still unable to believe the scene she had just seen.

The formation had already been formed and was coming in full force. The young man was obviously trapped in a beast, but in just three short breaths, she watched him pick up the lamp on the table and step out in a regular direction, with a total of seven steps, no later than a minute or a breath, and in that incredible precision, he broke through the formation and came to her.

"This is my sincerity." He said just this, and then he didn't say nonsense and directly took away the jade token under her pillow.

It was only then that she suddenly realized that the sincerity he said was powerful.

Because he is strong enough, they must value him and even cater to him.

But... Why is this young Taoist priest so powerful?

She took a deep breath and immediately went to find paper and pen.

No matter what his origin is, no matter where he will stand, the lady must know this matter as soon as possible, and that young man with unknown origin must not be allowed to become the key to affecting the overall situation.

After taking the paper and pen, the woman whistled outside the door.

When her note was ready, the ink was dry, a little vermilion bird had stopped on the window frame, turning its black eyes at her.

The woman quickly rolled up the note, and the little bird opened her mouth, took the note directly into her mouth, flapping her wings and flew into the night.

The woman sighed a long time to the vast night fog, and felt a little calmer.

What happened tonight was too sudden, and she was unable to guess the subsequent straits and could only do what she should do.

"Yu'er, you...what are you doing?"

A sound came from outside the door.

The woman was both physically and mentally shocked. She turned her head and looked at her, but saw a nightgown. Zhao Shisong, who was still sleepy, stood at the door at some point, looking at her with a complicated expression.

She was too nervous just now and didn't pay any attention to Zhao Shisong's arrival!

"You..." Zhao Shisong raised his fingers to her tremblingly. He remembered the little Zhuhong Bird who had just flapped his wings and said in disbelief: "You are hers?"

The woman did not answer and looked at him with a complicated expression.

Zhao Shisong was no longer sleepy and stamped his feet in anger, "Tang Yu! Where did I treat you well? You are just a servant in her, and what about me? I have a wealthy and wealthy family, and I have not given you anything? Even if you are sick and possessed by evil spirits, I will still accompany you for several days. What are you not satisfied with?!"

Zhao Shisong's body trembled with excitement, his beard trembled, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became deeper.

The woman named Tang Yu whispered: "I know you treat me well. I know you thank you in my heart. I also want to treat you well, but..."

The emotions in her words gradually faded away, and the rain quietly stopped tonight.

"It's just twenty days ago, you shouldn't have taken so many people to the palace of the Empress! The moment you left, all this was a foregone conclusion."

Zhao Shisong was angry and confused. He crossed the threshold and quickly walked to her, stared at her young and beautiful face, and said sadly:

"What magic does that woman have? Although you grew up there, how could you have seen her as yours? Why are you so stupid and loyal? Now that Zhao Xianger is back, she is weak after all... You still have room to look back, I... can go on forever."

While speaking, he stretched out his hand to support her shoulder.

Tang Yu took a step back without leaving any trace, his eyes becoming more and more firm.

"If I am foolish, you will be stupid."

“Why?”

"If you didn't see the corpse of the empress, you dare to say that the empress was dead. If it wasn't stupid, then what would it be?"

"But……"

Tang Yu didn't want to listen anymore, and her eyes became colder: "Besides, twenty days ago, many people who died in Qianyu Palace were my past sisters."

There was a sound of birds outside the window, and the vermilion bird had gone and returned.

Zhao Shisong glanced at it, and a huge fear appeared in his heart. He finally realized something, immediately retreated, and shouted loudly: "Come here!"

...

Ning Xiaoling's room was covered in mess, and the assassin had already left.

Ning Xiaoling recalled the scene just now, but was still in shock.
To be continued...