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Turning your back to the enemy is a taboo for military strategists, not to mention that she also exposed the entire blind spot of her back. Doesn't this obviously give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of it? But Ling Zihan seemed to be very confident. The moment she turned around, she pinched Ruiyi and pressed her.

The back of the hand on the soft sword at the waist whispered quickly, "Don't take action, this is a greeting gift from my master."

Before the voice could finish, a low voice came from above - "Devil, I have to beat you today to call me Senior Brother!"

The figure blending into the night was like a ghost, rushing towards Ling Zihan's back, with a violent aura but no murderous intent.

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability." Yingying smiled, her eyebrows twisted, and her blood-stained eyes reflecting the moonlight were coated with a layer of silver, blurring the evil, but still pure.

Ling Zihan pushed Rui Yi gently, used the force to turn around, raised her hand and waved, her sleeves fluttered with the wind, and the faint fragrance also followed the direction of the wind and drifted towards the visitor.

"You're playing dirty tricks again!" The man still didn't show up, but judging from his voice, he should have covered his mouth and nose to avoid the attack of the fragrant wind. Suddenly, he changed his pace in the air and faced Ling Zihan again.

Attack the blind spot very quickly.

The corner of Ling Zihan's lips curled up in a strange way, and her beautiful eyes were shining with blood as she looked at the sky, seemingly locked on the target. The attacking man took advantage of Ling Zihan's understanding of him, changed steps in the air again, and attacked in the opposite direction.

go.

A sharp sliver of cold air passed through Ling Zihan's sleeves, tearing open a long slit, and half of her jade arm was exposed to the night. A black shadow walked out of the night, with an elegant movement showing strength, and landed in front of Ling Zihan.

, a slightly immature boy's face, with a bit of the self-satisfaction of a winner.

"I won, Shi-sister!"

"A soldier never tires of deceit, junior brother!" Ling Zihan raised his right hand, and he was almost blinded by the fine dust. Because of the suddenness of the incident, he even took two puffs of it.

"The soul-killing fragrance." Her red lips parted slightly, and she announced a very dazzling name.

The young man's eyes suddenly turned cold and changed color immediately, but he thought quickly enough and sealed several important heart acupoints first, and roared angrily: "Devil, give me the antidote!"

In the night, the woman's moon-like face is gentler than the moonlight. Her brows are slightly furrowed, her autumn eyes are dazzling, and a smile of success flashes through her eyes. The black ink skirt has a graceful train, which clearly represents a cold and stunning face with clear edges and corners.

, but the smile at the corner of her mouth was tinged with sweetness. Although she was so close, the smile never reached her eyes, which were colder than the moonlight, and was out of reach.

"Junior brother, you are too naive."

The handsome young man with bright eyes was slightly startled. Although he was puzzled, he was still wary of her.

"It's flour." Ling Zihan gave him an explanation that was crueler than poisoning him.

"What?" The young man dipped some white powder on his clothes and tasted it. An angry look appeared in his eyes, and the veins on his forehead bulged. It was really flour. He wanted to bite off his tongue! The young man was completely angered and pulled out his waist.

The dagger between them, the voice suddenly rose, "You are simply a veritable devil!"

"You know now? It's too late!" The cool tone and the understatement of the words sent chills down the young man's spine. But he didn't care so much. He raised the dagger, which glowed palely in the moonlight, and headed towards it.

He stabbed Ling Zihan.

The young man stabbed the air with his sword, and when he stabbed again, Ling Zihan had already used Tuxue Wuhen to teleport behind him, pulled out the jade flute, and struck his sleeping hole with all his strength. The movements were hard, accurate, and steady.

The blow was about to hit, and the young man was unable to resist at all. His feet were in the air and he fell down, just hitting the servant who came in to investigate after hearing the noise. Ling Zihan, however, was exhausted and leaned back. Rui Yi on the side was already prepared.

Caught her in time.

"ah--"

A scream cut through the sky. The servant who was hit turned his head and glanced at the man in black on his back. He was so frightened that half of his soul disappeared. He hurriedly tried to get up, but saw a man in purple holding what looked like a man in his arms.

The somewhat weak third lady rose into the air, flew down in the air gracefully and gracefully, and landed under the peach blossom tree.

In the courtyard, several peach trees swayed in the wind, their petals scattered, and the man walked from under the tree with the third lady in his arms, clearly walking through the flowers, but not a single leaf touched him.

The servant couldn't help but be fascinated, and for a moment he forgot to call for help. It wasn't until the evil and bewitching voice came that he leaned down in fear, not daring to look at the god-like man in front of him. Although he didn't know this

Who is the man, let alone why he wants to "hijack" the third lady, but as a vulnerable group, he can easily feel the danger emanating from the man.

"As a servant, if an outsider comes in, don't you know how to call for help?" Rui Yi glanced at the servant, his tone was sarcastic. After saying this, he looked down at Ling Zihan, who was in his arms with slightly squinted eyes, and then looked up again.

At that moment, there was an evil spirit in his cold eyes. He looked at a place in the darkness and called out: "Yan Xiuyuan."

"My subordinate is here." A ghostly figure came out of nowhere and landed in front of Rui Yi. He lowered his head in a dignified manner and saluted with clasped fists.

"Let him call for help and leave the rest to you. You know what to do!"

"Yes, don't worry, Master."

Yan Xiuyuan raised his head and glanced at Rui Yi. His eyes lingered on the face of Ling Zihan he was holding for a moment, and then he quickly withdrew his eyes. He felt clear in his heart that the master did treat Miss Ling San differently. Maybe it was a sign of good things to come...

Rui Yi handed the mess to the attendant, and before leaving, he did not forget to kick him. The young man who had been beaten by Ling Zihan and had fallen into a drowsy sleep felt inexplicably much better when he heard him groaning in pain.

After watching his master leave, Yan Xiuyuan glanced at the young man on the ground. His eyes, which had been silent all year round, suddenly made waves. He, he wasn't... Before the familiar title jumped out of his mind, his legs were suddenly hugged tightly.

Lowering his head, Yan Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes, looked at the trembling servant holding his legs, and said in a flat voice: "Call for help, let the people in your house know that an assassin is coming." As he said that, he slowly said

He knelt down, opened the servant's hands, stared into his panicked eyes, and said word by word, "This is your last chance!"

A chance of quick death.

The misunderstood servant thought it was a chance to survive. He got up and stumbled towards the outside of the courtyard, shouting as he ran: "Here comes someone, someone comes quickly! There is an assassin! Someone comes here, help, catch him quickly..."

"

Before the word "assassin" could be uttered, a golden leaf streaked across the night sky, tearing apart a few peach blossom leaves that had not yet fallen, piercing through the servant's chest and falling to the ground. In the courtyard, Yan Xiuyuan took action to deal with the servant, leaning down

He picked up the sleeping young man on the ground, used Qinggong to jump up to the roof, and left under the cover of night.

Not far away, a group of servants and guards heard the call for help and rushed over, but what was left for them was the body of a servant and the figure of Yan Xiuyuan drifting away.

The servants and guards dispersed in a hurry, rushing to report the news to their respective masters.

It seems that tonight’s Prime Minister’s Mansion is destined to be uneasy!

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Guys, guess what the hero is going to do?
Chapter completed!