Xuanqing prepared a mask for himself. For some reason, she has been partial to phoenixes since she was a child, and she chose a phoenix pattern for this mask. The mask only covered the upper half of her face, revealing a pair of eyes and the part below her nose, and even in the dark night, she was dressed in a fiery red outfit, which she loved very much.

Tied her hair high, holding the cold sword given to her by Ouyang Luochen, wearing a mask, and marching towards Jiafu on this dark and windy night.

As soon as he came out of Jingwang's mansion, he saw a tall figure of a jade tree facing the wind, facing away from her, also holding a cold sword. When she came out, the man turned around, his whole face obscured by a delicate silver mask, revealing only a pair of eyes, which gazed at her tenderly.

She was suddenly a little surprised, even if she was wearing a mask, she recognized him, and said in disbelief: "Luo Chen? How do you ......"

"The first time I went on a mission, I don't worry about you." Ouyang Luochen interrupted her, her voice was still as warm as jade, making Xuanqing's heart feel warm.

Walking side by side in the moonlight, the two walked towards Jiafu as if they were strolling, and he said, "Have you confidence? I will only wait for you behind you, and I will not save you until you are found and caught. He said it very softly, but it made Xuanqing's heart twitch, he stopped, and said word by word: "Luo Chen, I will definitely not let you down." ”

When Ouyang Luochen looked at Xuanqing again, he saw a trace of resolute and stubborn feelings in her eyes. The corners of his lips under the mask couldn't help but rise slightly, and he nodded in satisfaction.

In Jiafu late at night, only two lanterns were hung at the door, and a few lights flashed sporadically in the courtyard, which seemed a little deserted. Ouyang Luochen wore a dark robe, hid on a tree pole with lush foliage, watched Xuanqing perform light skills, jumped into the mansion of Jiafu, and looked down on the movements of the entire Jiafu condescendingly.

Looking at the ghostly and flexible figure shuttling freely in the huge courtyard, Ouyang Luochen's face hidden under the mask unconsciously showed a smile.

This is the child he raised with his own hands, and her martial arts are all taught by him, and she is a girl who grows up step by step according to his wishes.

Now, she's about to become his best killer.

She was the person he trusted the most, and no one was closer to him than her.

He knew that from this night on, his Qing'er would no longer be the pure, happy and carefree girl she used to be, and her hands were stained with blood, and she would become a little different......

Although he was a little unbearable and hesitated, he thought of his purpose of cultivating her from the beginning, and he was firm.

Xuanqing escaped the vigil in the house and touched Jia Zhengtao's bedroom in the dark. To her surprise, the lights in Jia Zhengtao's room were not extinguished. It's so late, and this man hasn't slept yet.

She saw Jia Zhengtao's shadow cast on the window, pacing back and forth in the house.

The corners of Xuanqing's lips were slightly hooked, and something similar to a bamboo pipe was felt from his sleeve. Stretching out his index finger, he gently pierced the window paper and quietly blew the smoke in.

She came here after full preparation, she would never miss, and she would not disappoint Ouyang Luochen.

After a while, Jia Zhengtao fell.

Xuanqing saw that no one was passing by, so he quickly sneaked into Jia Zhengtao's room, and saw an ordinary-looking middle-aged man lying in the house. Reflexively and quickly closed the door, walked up to the man gently, pulled the sword out of its scabbard, and quickly stabbed the man lying on the ground into the heart.