Leng Zixi raised her eyebrows hesitantly, just a glance, the martial arts of this man in Tsing Yi seemed to be better than those masked people, it seemed that she had made a mistake in judgment.

Raising his eyes and seeing that the killer was already standing in front of him, Nangong Yijian pulled out the dagger in his boot without hesitation, and stabbed it the shoulder, and his consciousness gradually sobered up.

Nangong Yichen staggered and stood up with the help of the branches next to the mountain wall, but found that a woman in tender yellow clothes stood on the side.

The black-clothed man was afraid that Nangong Yichen would escape again, and he slowly approached Nangong Yijian with both horizontal swords, one left and one right, but their attention was on the woman in bright yellow clothes passing by in front of them.

At this time, Leng Zixi really wanted to scold, it was really out of time, just came out for a walk and thought about something, and even let her encounter this kind of thing. Holding back the burning anger in his heart, Leng Zixi told himself to be calm, but the air around him gradually became condensed.

Although Nangong Yiji was strong, after being poisoned, he had no power to fight back, and the woman in front of him had a cold face and exuded an aura of indifference, so that the man in black had to look at Leng Zixi with a guarded look.

That gaze is too familiar, it is a kind of look that a killer will have, killing people and killing mouths, the corners of Leng Zixi's mouth suddenly outlined a self-deprecating smile, it turns out that from ancient times to the present, all killers are so cold-blooded and ruthless.

Nangong Yichen stared at the strange woman who was laughing to herself in front of him, not afraid, not frightened, but a mocking cold smile, always shrewd and wise, but he couldn't see through her expression.

Instantly smiled, Leng Zixi retracted her gaze indifferently, she has no penchant for meddlers, so who lives or dies has nothing to do with her.

Leng Zixi didn't seem to see the scene in front of him, and raised his feet and prepared to continue walking his own way, but after Yu Guang came into contact with the face of the man in Tsing Yi, he stopped his steps.

What appeared in front of Leng Zixi was a young man who was not a few years older than her, about twenty years old, with a long and thin figure.

He was very handsome.

This is a kind of handsomeness like a clear spring, like a cloud, the young man's facial features are quite beautiful and three-dimensional, a pair of eyes like autumn water, the tail of the eyes is slightly raised, such eyes are originally peach blossom eyes, which will make the woman he sees have a feeling that he is eyebrow-raising, but such eyes with the thin indifferent lips of the young man, coupled with the slightly pale face, the sparse temperament, the eyes will only make people eager to approach but dare not.

The young man was dressed in a blue brocade robe, and his black hair was tied on the top of his head with a jade hairpin, even if there were blood stains on his shoulders, it was still difficult to hide his handsome face. When he looked at people, his expression was cold and distant, as if nothing could get into his eyes.

Seeing her expression turn from shock to appreciation, Nangong Yichen couldn't help but be confused, why did she show such eyes? But the effects of the medicine began to work again, and his consciousness gradually faded.

"Kill!" The man in black glanced at Leng Zixi coldly, revealing a murderous intent.

Quickly retracting his senses, Leng Zixi's body deftly took a few steps back, dodged the deadly sword of the man in black, and kicked the wrist of the man in black with his right foot.

This time, not only the man in black, but even Nangong Yichen never thought that she would actually know martial arts.

"The girl takes the sword." Nangong Yiji threw his portable soft sword to Leng Zixi, his eyes turned dark, and he completely fell into the boundless darkness.

The murderous aura made the two men in black understand that the cold and stunning woman in front of them was also a killer with strong skills, and the cold aura was something they were no longer familiar with.

But they guessed wrong, Leng Zixi in his previous life was just an undercover spy, and once he was on a mission, he would never allow himself to be soft-hearted.

Because the two had already been injured, Leng Zixi stabbed them in the heart with a sword a moment later, completely ending their killer careers.

Looking at the body of the man in black who fell down in pain, Leng Zixi indifferently put away his sword, helped the unconscious man in Tsing Yi up, and walked slowly towards the house under the mountain.

The sun was setting, the evening breeze was slow, and the painting Xia and Yafu were constantly looking at the door.

"You said that Miss hasn't come back yet, is something wrong?" Tuxia looked at Yaf, hoping that she could comfort herself and hypnotize herself at this time.

"Don't worry, Miss is so smart and kind, God won't let her have anything to do." Jave was still in the same calm spirit, and she knew that her young lady would be fine.

The golden sunlight sprinkled on the silent land, and Leng Zixi's slender figure appeared in sight.

"Miss." Huaxia ran out happily, but saw a man covered in blood leaning on the young lady, and Huaxia shouted in horror: "Ah! Miss, you've killed someone! ”

"Shut up." Leng Zixi scolded helplessly.

"Miss, dead man, how did you pick up a dead man and come back." Hua Xia trembled and pointed at the pale Nangong Yiji, and kept retreating. She stumbled on her feet, and her petite body almost fell straight to the ground, but fortunately, the quick-eyed Jave helped her.

"Huaxia, don't make a fuss, Miss must have saved her because this son's breath is still there." Yaf, who was still unfazed, couldn't help but laugh out loud when she saw Huaxia's scream, and still thought with her calm brain.

Before she was bought by the young lady, she had long been accustomed to seeing life and death, and now she was not surprised when she looked at the 'corpse' in front of her.

Leng Zixi looked at Yafu appreciatively, she bought her before, just because she saw the calmness and wisdom in her eyes, she already knew that Yafu was a talent that could be created.

"Japhe, help me." Leng Zixi commanded.

"Yes, miss." Yafu stepped forward and grabbed Nangong Yijian's other arm.

He was very heavy, and he was going to let Hua Xia and Yafu help him in together, but when he saw the situation in front of him, Leng Zixi had no choice but to stiffen his arm, which was almost numb, and helped Nangong Yijian, who had lost too much blood, into his room with Yafu.

"Draw summer, get some boiling water, and find some strips of cloth by the way." Leng Zixi tore open his blood-soaked shirt, the wound was very deep, but there was no hemostatic medicine at the moment, so it seemed that he had to use a strip of cloth to stop the bleeding first.

didn't hear any movement for a long time, Leng Zixi turned around, but saw Hua Xia looking at him with a red face, and was stupidly stunned.

"Miss, you...... How do you put his clothes...... Take it off. Intermittently, Hua Xia turned his eyes to the side shyly.

The slight pain in his head, Leng Zixi sighed helplessly, it seems that this man's charm is really unstoppable, even the appearance of dying of excessive blood loss can make Hua Xia show the shyness of a little woman.

"Draw Xia, go fetch water, otherwise he will really become a dead man." Leng Zixi lowered his face and said loudly.

In an instant, Huaxia suddenly pulled back his consciousness from intoxication, and when he saw the rare cold face of the young lady, he hurriedly ran out to fetch water.