"Is this the boy who plays the music? I thought he was a woman."

The black cat stopped not far away and saw Huang Beile playing music.

Who is this young man? Why is he here so late?

"Fortunately, I played the music well. Otherwise, if I had disturbed the master to take a rest, this kid would not be able to die even if he had one life."

The big black cat stepped on the petals and then lay down, quietly listening to Huangbei music.[

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The night was extremely quiet, but there were still candles burning in one of the rooms in the courtyard.

The door creaked open, and a figure walked in following Yue Guang, and knelt down in front of the bed: "The spies sent by the Palace Master to pursue Mr. Bei Le came to report that Mr. Bei Le was being followed by people from Bei Qingyun Sect and other Jianghu sects."

"Oh? They do have the courage."

The woman on the bed suddenly opened her eyes, with a few rays of cold light in her eyes.

"So, Palace Master, do you need your subordinates to send someone to protect Mr. Beile?"

"No need? I believe those people are no match for her. Youxue, please retreat first."

Youxue looked at the woman sleeping on the bed. She really couldn't figure out her master's temperament. Since they were asked to secretly track Huang Beile, it was really puzzling that the immortal Huang Beile didn't help when he was in danger.

After Youxue retreated, the woman on the bed turned over and asked whether she should go and have a look.

That upright young man actually had no trace of nostalgia or desire in his eyes when he looked at her. This made her curious about what kind of person this young man was.

Catching a glimpse of the red guqin next to her, Leng Wanyue finally opened the window and flew out, like a night owl that would disappear into the night after a few falls.

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The melodious melody is still flying in this sea of ​​flowers, as if the world is immersed in it.

"Help...help..."

However, in the midst of these beautiful notes, a cry for help floated into the ears of Huang Beile, who was playing the music seriously.

Huang Beile's ears moved sharply, confirming that someone was fighting five hundred meters ahead.

"Help"

Several more calls for help, mixed with the sound of swords clashing, reached Huang Beile's ears again.

It was midnight, and she had left Hancheng overnight. Now when she was quietly playing music, people came here to fight, and some people called for help. It was really strange.[

The corner of his mouth curled up in a cold arc, Huang Beile pretended not to hear and played his own music, unaffected by the sound of fighting in the distance.

They can fight here, but if anyone disturbs her playing music, then their lives will be confiscated by her on behalf of the God of Death today.

The tune is melodious like spring water flowing in the mountains, but the smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger in the air.

The sound of swords is getting closer and closer.

However, as an agent in her previous life, she had already developed a calm, calm and self-possessed character. However, beneath this appearance, Huang Beile's blood was flowing with boundless wildness.

Challenge and bloodlust coexist at the same time, but to inspire her to kill someone, there must be a breaking point!

She is a person who likes to live a calm and indifferent life, but at the same time, she seeks dangerous and exciting life challenges. Otherwise, she would not have chosen the identity of an agent in her previous life. This is a person with dual personalities.
Chapter completed!