"Little Flower" Mei Dongli is shrewd and thoughtful, and is responsible for the intelligence, liaison and assassination of "Gray Sparrow".

At this moment, he is in the flower house, holding flower scissors, carefully and skillfully trimming a green velvet gentian. There was also a tall and beautiful girl standing next to her, fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in fox fur and deerskin boots, her skin was like snow, her eyes were like paint, and her long black hair was tied into a bunch and hung down to her waist, and there was a spirit that could not be hidden.

Mei Dongli grew up in the mountains, and has a natural affinity and familiarity with various plants, and he is also decent as a gardener. Green velvet gentian is a precious variety that he crosses with wild green velvet and northern gentian in the alpine region, dark purple flowers, light cyan stamens, blooming like clusters of small lotus flowers, elegant and pure, but with a sense of mystery.

"Wow! Big brother, this green velvet is so beautiful! After Mei Dongli's pruning, the flower became more and more pleasing to the eye, and the girl smiled lightly and couldn't help but admire.

"No matter how beautiful this flower is, it can't be as beautiful as our Dongen!" Looking at the young and beautiful and innocent face of the little sister, Mei Dongli replied with a smile, full of doting.

"Goo-toot!" Suddenly, the sound of swallowing saliva came from his ears, Mei Dongli frowned, turned his head to look, and the smile on his face suddenly froze. But I saw outside the door at some point, there were two ruffian-looking people, their mouths wide open, and two pairs of eyes staring straight at their little sister.

"Hey! What are you two looking at?! Seeing the stupid appearance of these two people, Mei Dongli's eyes narrowed and he asked loudly.

"Oh, Hua Ye, that's it...... Alas, I said aunt, can you avoid it? You ...... stop here," the two ruffians came back to their senses, but they were a little confused, and couldn't help but smile bitterly at Mei Donn.

The hierarchy of the bounty is very high. This fairy-like little beauty is the sister of "Hua Ye". Who is Hua Ye, the leader's henchman! It's not like they're outsiders.

"Pervert! Hum! ~" Mei Dongen's face turned red, he cursed in his heart, turned his head and went into the backyard.

When the ruffian saw Mei Dongen leave, his face turned pale, and his obscenity disappeared suddenly, and suddenly he seemed to be a different person, took out a scroll of paper from his arms and handed it to Mei Dongli, and said in a low voice: "Hua Ye! I picked this up in my yard this morning, check it out! ”

"Du Ming, Li Jiang, I warn you two, come back in the future to talk about something, don't take the opportunity to take advantage!" Mei Dongli unfolded the paper scroll while staring at the two and scolding.

"Master Hua, if you want to say that our sister is such a fairy-like character, only our son is worthy of it! We can treat Donn as our own sister in our hearts! Du Li and the others said a little depressed.

"Go, go! Don't be fooled! With Mei Dongli's sophistication and shrewdness, he can naturally see that the little sister has a good impression of the son, but he can't be sure of the girl's careful thinking. Although the appearance of the son is a little special, he is smart and erudite, mysterious and unpredictable, and he has a life-saving grace for the Mei family. However, he also knew in his heart that although Childe knew everything, only in terms of feelings, he didn't know anything, or he was very rigid. So he just took it with a natural attitude.

"Huh? Isn't this a bounty notice? Why did you get to your house? Mei Dongli saw the contents of the paper scroll clearly, and secretly wondered in his heart.

Suddenly, a feeling of extreme danger appeared in his heart, could it be-

Not good! Here may be exposed!

Mei Dongli's gaze became extremely cold, staring at Du Mingsen and smiling: "Does the other party know about the relationship between us?" ”

Not far from the Min's Flower House, there is a high-end teahouse called Yipinxiang. At this time, two people were sitting in the private room facing the street on the second floor, looking at the flower house. One is a middle-aged scholar who is white and elegant, and the other is a gentle young man with a good appearance. They came here two hours ago, and ordered a pot of fine hair tips, but they have been sitting until now, without even drinking a sip of tea. Dr. Tea felt a little strange and was about to go up and talk to him, but when the young man glanced at him, he felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and he didn't dare to move again.

"This bait is tempting enough, isn't it? It's up to the fish to catch the bait! The middle-aged scholar muttered to himself, and the glint in his eyes flickered.

In a quiet room across the courtyard in the southwest corner of the City Lord's Mansion, Sang Nan was training with a focused face. Except for Xiao Da, no one knew that his real training place was in his own small courtyard.

The whole six real proportions of the wooden figures, in the shape of plum blossoms placed in the quiet room, the wooden figures are painted with meridian acupuncture points, Sang Nan holds two black cone-shaped weapons, bent down and short, as fast as the wind in the gap between the six wooden figures, in the dark, his figure is fast and slow, dazzling. Between the movements, the hands kept waving, the black light loomed, and the weapon stabbed the wooden man like raindrops, making a muffled sound of "dong dong". If someone takes a closer look, they will find that the acupuncture points on each wooden person are covered with deep cone holes.

His footwork is fast and light, one moment like a tanuki jumping, another moment like a sparrow flying suddenly, or suddenly speeding up, or suddenly stopping, or spinning around to avoid, there is no pattern to find, and it is very explosive! It's all about the opportunity, and it's just a matter of time. A few sparse rays of light shone in through the skylight on the roof, illuminating the darkness around the ashram, and the thin figure appeared and disappeared in the darkness, almost silently, and there was an indescribable strangeness!

After three hours of training, his thin body was dripping with sweat, and even his feet were wet, but his eyes showed a rare determination color.

This pair of cone-shaped weapons was specially tailored for himself by Samnan Ramos, the weapon master of the Free Federation, inspired by the "golden needle puncture point" he saw in medical books, and Sannan called it "black cone". The black cone is 2 feet long, made of tungsten steel mixed with soft silver, sharp and tough, the jet-black vertebrae is covered with pale silver patterns, there are blood grooves on both sides, the handle is slightly thicker than the adult thumb, and there is a round gauntlet in front. For this pair of black cones, Sang Nan spent almost 20,000 gold coins, which made him feel distressed for a long time.

After practicing those strange postures, his physique was fully improved and strengthened, and Sannan was able to perform many movements that were difficult for ordinary people to understand, and he also began to think about how to solve his problem of lack of attack. The congenital short body made him unable to adapt to the Sang family's wide-open and closed style of fighting in the army. However, he combined the basic footwork and swordsmanship he learned in his childhood with the movements of sparrows and tiger cats, and gradually found a set of attack methods that suited him.

The body style is strange and changeable, the black cone recognizes the acupoints very accurately, and the 40 dead points of the human body are distributed all over the body, which makes him attack the enemy from any angle, and will cause greater damage to the opponent.

In the past two years, Sang Nan has participated in many battles and constantly honed his fighting skills. In the fight between life and death, his skills are becoming more and more sophisticated. They tend to strike extremely quickly, and their blows are fatal without any delay. And his innocent and innocent childlike appearance is undoubtedly more deceptive and lethal, and many opponents have capsized in the gutter and died by him.

In Sang Nan's heart, he never had the idea of victory! This kind of life-and-death battle, life and death are only between the first line, how can you take care of so many rules and constraints.

Generally, if there is nothing to do, Sang Nan will insist on training for three hours every day, and this training volume is not very easy for adults. If it is replaced by a child, it is even a little self-abusive. Others may not understand, but these trainings are a very common thing for Sannan. The sudden changes in his childhood made him always have an obsession - wanting to get rid of the shackles of fate. He firmly believed that the chart was an opportunity to change his destiny. Although the process is very boring and difficult, as long as you work hard, no matter how far away you are, you will be able to achieve it one day.

After the training, Sang Nan walked out of the quiet room, first took a cold shower, and then changed into clean clothes, and the warm feeling on his body was very comfortable. He was about to sit down and take a sip of tea, but he saw the little confused running over in a hurry, and said to him with a smile: "Young master, there is news from the flower house!" ”