When a dark shadow flashed past the wooden lattice door, Ning Xiaoling opened her eyes.
"who is it!"
A chill invaded her hands and feet, and she shouted sharply, waking up instantly.
There was dead silence.
However, it was only a very short moment. Even before Ning Xiaoling's breathing and breathing had finished, in the darkness on the right, a very low buzzing sound suddenly pierced out along with the hidden murderous intention.
The sound of the porcelain bottle breaking sounded loud and clear.
A long knife was stabbed from between the wooden frames on the right side, and the chill had condensed to a point, reaching straight to his neck.
It was an extremely dangerous knife, like a venomous snake that instantly jumped out from under the grass and trees, with astonishing speed and deadly killing intent.
But Ning Xiaoling's intuition and spirituality didn't know where she came from. She was aware of the porcelain bottle before it was broken, and her body reacted by retreating. When the knife was about to hit her face, Ning Xiaoling's body had already taken two steps back. The sword's power could not affect her any more.
The secret assassin was surprised by her reaction, and he was separated from the girl by a hollow cabinet. Due to this, he could not immediately make a second kill.
Although Ning Xiaoling dodged the shocking blow, her hands and feet were trembling with fright, and her eyelids were trembling wildly.
At this moment, the door was closed, and the room was not spacious. In the darkness, the biting sharp knife was still pointed at him in the darkness.
Ning Xiaoling had never experienced this before. Before she could make any effective reaction, the sound of the long knife breaking through the wood was heard. The assassin did not choose to draw the knife directly and go around the cabinet again, but directly slapped the handle of the knife. , letting the sharp knife come directly through the air. At the same time, he swayed and rushed around the cabinet at the same time.
The killing intent returns.
Ning Xiaoling couldn't see clearly where the knife was coming from, but the instinct that stirred her consciousness suddenly amplified in her heart, causing her to instinctively step back.
Wow!
When the blade was about to come, the night wind suddenly blew outside, and a window was suddenly blown open by the wind. The curtains moved wildly, and the lights on the corridor shone in, reflecting the sword's light into a bright red dot.
That was the window the assassin opened when he entered the house just now.
In that thin light, Ning Xiaoling could clearly see the force of the knife. At that moment, Ning Xiaoling's body was several times faster. He jumped sideways and dexterously split the fatal knife.
With a clanking sound, the sharp knife pierced the partition behind him.
All this happened in a very short period of time. The assassin's figure also appeared in the darkness, but his palm fell into the air and only touched some clothes.
He had no time to think about why this little girl was so quick all of a sudden, so he just instinctively drew out the blade with his backhand.
He found that he couldn't do it.
Immediately afterwards, pain erupted from his wrist, as if something had bitten him hard.
The assassin suddenly flicked his wrist, shaking a snow-white figure down.
It was a snow fox without a tail. Its body was as petite as a kitten, but its reaction was extremely fast. As soon as its feet touched the ground, it jumped like a projectile and jumped in the direction of the girl.
The assassin understood instantly, and then he was extremely horrified: "Innate spirit? You can actually form a spirit?"
There are only one person in the world who can practice spiritual cultivation, and there is only one person in a thousand who is born with the ability to embody spirit.
Ning Xiaoling didn't have the habit of talking nonsense with others, so she ran directly towards the lighted window. She shouted for help outside the window, then jumped up and was about to break the window and leave.
The assassin's shock was short-lived. He instinctively touched his waist, which was a small crossbow.
When Ning Xiaoling took off, he immediately aimed at the position where the girl's body was about to jump, pulled the trigger halfway, and with a whoosh, the crossbow arrow shot out instantly.
No matter how talented a girl is, she still lacks experience in life and death.
Her cultivation at the moment was not enough to allow her to change her speed and position in the air without a fulcrum and leverage.
So after she jumped up, the arrow followed her trajectory and she couldn't avoid it.
The sound of the wind tore through, and the small arrow was fast and straight.
The snow-white little fox sensed the murderous intention, its hair exploded, and it flew up into the air, as if to block this fatal arrow.
But the spirit was finally formed, and when it came into contact with the arrow, it collapsed and turned into smoke. Bit by bit, it flowed back to Ning Xiaoling's sea of consciousness. Her throat felt sweet, and before the blood could spurt out, the arrow had already reached 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 through the window and nailed it to the wall, while the little girl's figure disappeared out of thin air like a ghost.
Then, the door suddenly opened.
A handsome young man in Tsing Yi walked in expressionlessly. In his hand, he was holding a frightened little girl, it was Ning Xiaoling.
Assassins are facing powerful enemies.
"Go back, don't let me change my mind." The young man in green opened his palm, which was a jade plaque.
The assassin said in astonishment: "Why is the jade plaque from the Blue and White Department here with you?"
Ning Changjiu said: "When you see this jade sign, you must obey the order and go back. If you are still unwilling, you can come again and I will try to kill people."
As he spoke, Ning Jiujiu held the handle of the knife with his backhand and pulled it out. Ning Jiujiu flicked his arm, and with a whoosh, the knife sank into his sheath. The sound of the blade breaking was like a firecracker exploding in the chamber.
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In that room, the woman's nightgown was messy and dripping with cold sweat.
She slumped down on the bed, still unable to believe the scene she just saw.
The formation was complete and coming with menacing force. The young man was clearly like a trapped beast, but in just three short breaths, she watched helplessly as he picked up the lamp on the table and walked in an extremely regular direction. Taking seven steps in total, not a minute too late nor a breath too early, with incredible precision, he broke out of the formation and came to her.
"This is my sincerity to you." He only said this, and without any nonsense, he directly took away the jade medal from her pillow.
It was only at this moment that she suddenly understood that what he meant by sincerity was strength.
Because he is strong enough, they must pay attention to him and even cater to him.
It's just... 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 which side he is on, this matter must be known to the young lady immediately, and the young man of unknown origin must not be allowed to become the key to the overall situation.
After taking the pen and paper, the woman whistled at the door.
When she finished drafting the note and the ink dried, a small scarlet bird had stopped on the window lattice, staring at her with its dark eyes.
The woman quickly rolled up the note, and the bird opened its mouth, took the note directly into its mouth, flapped its wings and flew closer into the night.
The woman faced the vast night fog and sighed longly, feeling a little calmer.
What happened tonight was too sudden, and she was unable to guess what would happen next, so she could only do what she should do.
"Yu'er, you... what are you doing?"
A voice came from outside the door.
The woman was frightened both physically and mentally. She turned around and saw Zhao Shisong, who was wearing a nightgown and still a little dazed, standing at the door at some point, looking at her with a complicated expression.
She was so nervous just now that she didn't pay any attention to Zhao Shisong's arrival!
"You..." Zhao Shisong raised his finger tremblingly and pointed at her. He thought of the scarlet bird that fluttered away just now, and said in disbelief: "Are you hers?"
The woman didn't answer, but looked at him with the same complex expression.
Zhao Shisong couldn't sleep anymore and stamped his feet angrily, "Tang Yu! How did I treat you badly? You are just a servant to her, and what about me? Good clothes, good food, good food, glory and wealth, what has not been given to you? Even if you are sick Zhongxie, I still stayed with you for several days, what else are you dissatisfied 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 said softly: "I know you treat me well, I know in my heart that you are grateful, and I also want to treat you well, but..."
The emotion in her words gradually faded away, like the rain that stopped quietly at night.
"It's just that twenty days ago, you should never have led so many people to surround the palace! The moment you left, all this was a foregone conclusion."
Zhao Shisong was angry and confused. He crossed the threshold and walked quickly in front of her. He stared at her young and beautiful face and said with regret:
"What kind of magical power does that woman have? Although you grew up there, how could you have seen her in your capacity? Why are you so stupid and loyal? Now that Zhao Xianger is back, she is still powerful after all. You are weak alone... You still have room to look back now, and I... can forget about it."
As he spoke, he reached out his hand to hold her shoulders.
Tang Yu took a step back without leaving any trace, his eyes becoming firmer.
"If I am foolish and loyal, you are foolish."
"Why?"
"You dare to say that I'm dead without seeing my mother's body. What else is it if you're not stupid?"
"But… "
Tang Yu didn't want to hear any more, her eyes grew colder: "Besides, twenty days ago, many people died in Qianyu Palace, some of whom were my sisters from the past."
There were birds chirping outside the window, and the little scarlet bird had gone and returned.
Zhao Shisong glanced at it and felt great fear in his heart. He finally realized something and immediately backed away, shouting: "Here comes someone!"
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The floor of Ning Xiaoling's room was in a mess, and the assassin had left.
Ning Xiaoling recalled the scene just now, still in shock.
She watched helplessly in mid-air as the arrow left the string, and a hand grabbed her arm and pulled her out violently.
She held Ning Jiujiu's hand tightly and almost cried.
Everything happened so suddenly tonight.
She pressed her chest, and her heartbeat seemed to be beating against her palm, making it difficult to calm down.
She nestled in the bed and looked at her senior brother with a sad face: "Brother, let's go back..."
Ning Jiujiu said: "I will find a suitable time and send you back first."
Ning Xiaoling said: "What about you? Won't you come with me?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "I want to stay here."
Ning Xiaoling asked: "Is what is happening in this palace now related to senior brother?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "That is their grudge, not my cause and effect."
"Hmm..." Ning Xiaoling thought for a while, then bravely asked: "What is the cause and effect that senior brother is looking for?"