Bai Yuening, twenty-two years old, a professional killer, is invincible in the 'Seventh Group' with her tall and tall light body kung fu, so although she is numbered eighteen in the group, more people like to call her White Bat or Moon Owl.? Eighty-one? Chinese ?(一).

She entered the 'Seventh Group' by chance, and her status as a woman attracted some attention in the group. Of course, this 'attention' is not a concern, on the contrary, she is constantly being challenged.

Datang does not have the concept of equality between men and women in later generations, so as a female killer, Bai Yuening has paid far more hard than others, and similarly, she is much more ruthless to those who dare to challenge her, at least so far, I have not heard of anyone who can get out of the way after challenging her.

"Moon owl?" Li Chengqian looked at the smiling and beautiful girl in front of him, and he couldn't match her with the female killer that Twenty-Seven said in his heart.

Bai Yuening nodded, the smile on her face was even stronger, and it seemed that Li Chengqian's surprised appearance made her very satisfied.

Li Chengqian looked at the twenty-seven beside him, and made up his mind to wait for Bai Yuening to come back from completing the task, so he transferred her to his side, and then kicked this ghostly guy back into the 'Seventh Group'.

"You should have already said your mission twenty-seven, right?" Putting down his thoughts, Li Chengqian looked at Bai Yuening who was smiling and asked.

As a result, Bai Yuening just nodded, and then compared his fingers horizontally with his lips.

Mute? Li Chengqian was a little stunned, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, such a delicate and lovely female killer turned out to be a mute?

Twenty-seven saw that Li Chengqian didn't seem to have anything to say, so he took the initiative to say to Bai Yuening: "Yuening, you go, you go to the group to check the location of the talent, whether the task is successful or not, send a reply." ”

Bai Yuening nodded again, and after saluting Li Chengqian, she turned around and left.

"You didn't say she's mute." After Bai Yuening left, Li Chengqian turned his head and asked.

"Yuening is not dumb, she just doesn't speak, except for me in the group, there is also a sunspot." Twenty-seven's answer made Li Chengqian even more surprised, and for a while he had a feeling that there were many 'talents'.

However, soon Li Chengqian will know that Bai Yuening's surprise is not limited to this.

Half a month later, the 'evil guest' of Yuezhou Yunmen Temple came to the door, holding a plaque in his hand, and he wanted to see the presiding master and the monk.

The monks in the temple were so popular that they came forward to argue with them, but without saying a word, they were beaten down by four, and the whole temple was in chaos for a while.

Just when a group of monks were looking for weapons everywhere, ready to have a good deal with the people who came, a thick voice came: "Amitabha, stop!" ”

"Master, Master, why did you come out? The doctor said you need to recuperate now, and you can't go to the ground! A young monk's face changed, he threw away the stick in his hand, walked to a middle-aged monk in three or two steps, and stretched out his hand to hold him.

"This female benefactor, I don't know what to do with the poor monk?" The middle-aged monk first shook his head at the apprentice who was supporting him, and then looked at the 'evil guest' with a hat, dressed in black, and carrying a long sword

'Lanting Collection Order', the small sign in the hand of the 'evil guest' changed direction, revealing the four characters on the back.

The middle-aged monk's face changed slightly, and after glancing at the apprentice, he sighed and said: "Amitabha, the female benefactor is one step late, then the "Lanting Collection Preface" is no longer in the hands of the old monk, please ...... it." ”

"Bang" didn't wait for the old monk to finish speaking, the sign in the hand of the visitor was thrown to his feet, and the look at the frame was completely a trend of ambition.

"Why are you like this, didn't you hear my master say that things are no longer there?" After all, the young monk's patience was poor, and when he saw that the person who came was so rude, he couldn't help but scold.

"Xuan Ming, don't say much." The old monk lived for forty or fifty years, and when he looked at the frame of the visitor, he knew that he was not a good stubble, so he stopped the apprentice from drinking, and turned to the person who came and said: "The female benefactor, so the monks do not lie, then the "Lanting Collection Preface" was indeed snatched away the night before yesterday, and the poor monk was injured by the person who came. ”

"Snatched away?" The person who came raised his head in shock, revealing a clear face, who was not Bai Yuening. It's just that its voice is like a yellow warbler out of the valley, clear and moving, so that a few young monks with sticks ready to fight at any time are instantly stunned.

"Amitabha." The monk called the Buddha's horn and called the souls of several young monks back, and then said: "This is indeed the case, if the female benefactor does not believe it, you can search it." ”

"Master!" As soon as the old monk's voice fell, the young monk who was supporting him suddenly became a little anxious.

"The little woman has this intention, and if she is rude, I hope the master will not be surprised." Bai Yuening, who revealed her true appearance, was not polite, glanced at the few monks who were fascinated by her voice just now, and strode towards the temple with a cold snort.

There is no way, Bai Yuening was born like this, and her voice always has an effect of confusing people for some reason. So this is also the reason why she usually doesn't speak, she doesn't want her colleagues around her to misunderstand that she wants to tease them.

"Hey......" The young monk beside Zhicai tried to stop Bai Yuening, but was grabbed by the old monk Jiecai, shook his head and signaled him not to be impulsive.

Bai Yuening was born as a killer, although the person is clear and clear, and the voice is also tactful, but the cold and murderous aura of the body can never deceive people.

At this time, the old monk had already lost the "Lanting Collection Preface" given to him by his master Zhiyong Zen Master, and if he provoked this killing star ...... again.

So after thinking about it, it was decided to let Bai Yuening score three points, let her search it, and when she couldn't find something, just beat her away, there was no need to pay several lives for something that had been lost.

Sure enough, an hour later, Bai Yuening, who had searched the entire temple, returned empty-handed, stood in front of Zhicai and said coldly: "Old monk, who took the "Lanting Collection Preface"? ”

The old monk glanced at Bai Yuening seriously, and sighed deeply: "Amitabha, since the female benefactor can search all the beams of the house, what else can the old monk say." ”

I thought that the "Lanting Collection Preface" was hidden by myself in the beam of the roof of the floor, and no second person knew, but who knew that this little girl actually searched the beams of the entire temple, which shows that her preparation is sufficient and the information is accurate.

Even the "Lanting Collection Preface" was not picked up the night before yesterday, and I am afraid that I can't keep it today.

"Then let's talk about how the people are dressed and what they look like." Bai Yuening didn't find what she was looking for, and she was also a little anxious at this time, her voice was cold and terrible when she talked to the old monk, and her murderous aura overflowed, which made several young monks who had not cultivated enough to look frightened.

"It's a young man, probably in his twenties, a little bad at words, a pair of cold and terrible eyes, wearing a moon-white robe, a slightly messy head, and a sword behind him." The thing has been lost, and there is no need for the discerning monk to keep it a secret for a person who stole his things.

It's just that the more Bai Yuening listens, the more strange her face becomes, and it sounds like the person this old monk said is like Cheng Hua'an's missing guy.

(End of chapter)