She wanted to say something, but Stasia didn't say anything, just gritted her silver teeth and hurried through the door.

Chen Lin looked at her distant figure, and suddenly felt a burst of sourness. A few months ago, he and Stasia used to go home together after their business as they did tonight, discussing the Warcraft Riot on the road.

However, those hard and fulfilling days are gone, and now, they are separated from each other.

It's a bit ironic that the people who once planned to hold on to this city chose to give up, and those who once planned to give up on this city chose to stick to it.

There are some things that you can never guess the outcome of.

Chen Lin smiled bitterly at himself, and then slowly paced into the door.

Unexpectedly, Lin Ling's figure was still not found this time, Chen Lin was a little puzzled, could it be that the master in the Dragon Mansion had not given up yet, and planned to persuade himself again before the arrival of the Imperial Imperial Wind Thrilling Elite Flying Team that carried out the secret order, and "invited" Lin Ling to go again to facilitate the secret talk.

But strangely enough, when I walked into the inner courtyard, the old man still did not appear. What's even more strange is that Lin Ling is still not seen in the inner courtyard, as well as the two maids Lorna and Lisa.

After walking through the kitchen, dining room, gazebo, bathroom, training ground, and cultivation room, there was nothing to gain, and the mystery in Chen Lin's heart became even heavier.

Because no matter how late they come back on weekdays, they will wait for them without complaints, even if the distressed Chen Lin has persuaded them many times, it is useless.

Could it be that yesterday after dealing with the civil riots, they went directly to the city tower to work, and did not come back to tell them, so that for unknown reasons, several women waited through the autumn water for a whole night, and the day was another day, and now they finally couldn't support it and went to sleep first.

It seems that this should be the case, and they should have sent someone to bring a message yesterday to save them from waiting, and they were afraid that something had happened to them.

Thinking of this, Chen Lin was greatly relieved and walked to the room.

The cook, the housekeeper, the maidservant and other subordinates have all fallen asleep, and tonight's Lingbo Xiaozhu is exceptionally calm, not even the sound of insects, only the crisp sound of the clear spring flowing around the courtyard is still there.

Chen Lin felt a little strange, the Lingbo Xiaozhu in the middle of the night was also quiet, but it was just quiet, making people feel like they were in the wilderness of nature, and the mood was peaceful and comfortable. And now Chen Lin found himself a little impetuous and bored.

After thinking about it, maybe it was because of Fang Cai's emotion, which affected his mood, so Chen Lin didn't care much and opened the door directly.

Walking through the hall and entering the bedroom, Lin Ling lay quietly on the bed, already asleep.

It was pitch black in the bedroom, but Chen Lin didn't plan to turn on the magic lamp, so as not to wake up Lin Ling. So he quietly took off his coat without making a sound.

Lifting the quilt, Chen Lin wanted to climb into bed and sleep with the elf's delicate and warm body. However, he stretched out his hand to Lin Lingxiang's shoulder, but suddenly stopped halfway.

Without any hesitation, Chen Lin withdrew his hand like a snake and scorpion, and retreated sharply.

At the same time, a dark shadow on the bed burst out, and the dagger in his hand stabbed at him with a glittering cold light.

Assassin!

The Assassin was fast enough, leaving a long trail of shadows behind him.

Chen Lin had only seen this assassin's top-level advance technique "Shining Afterimage" once, and it had to be traced back to his time in Chang'an Academy.

Assassins who know the "Shining Afterimage" must be masters.

Chen Lin can be said to be the assassin's nemesis, when he was still a rookie, his super condensed ice shield could barely resist the blow of the powerful assassin before, and the active body protection fighting qi in his body could easily destroy the invading wood spirit.

But now that he has to keep the secret of his identity from being exposed, and he can't use the ice spiritual power, it's a bit of trouble.

Fire is an element with super attack power, but the defense is miserable, almost no one would be stupid enough to use a fire shield to defend, even if Chen Lin's use of spiritual power is unmatched, limited by the limitations of the element itself, it is still no exception.

In this way, he could only dodge in embarrassment, stumbling left and right, and the bedroom was not big, at least for the warrior, it was too small to show his hands and feet. Comparatively, the Assassins had a much greater advantage, as the profession was often lurking in small spaces, and had long been accustomed to it.

Compared to Chen Lin, who was bound and couldn't let go, the assassin was obviously much more flexible. The body is like a swimming fish, like a shadow, not giving Chen Lin the slightest chance to breathe.

Strangely, however, the Assassin attacks were fierce and subtle. But none of the places she attacked were personal, as if she had no intention of causing Chen Lin to die.

At first, Chen Lin was very anxious, because he was worried about the missing Lin Ling, but after a few minutes of fighting, Chen Lin finally slowly realized this phenomenon.

With a movement in his heart, when the assassin's dagger stabbed him in the shoulder, Chen Lin's body deviated slightly to the right, allowing her dagger to fall in the direction of her heart.

For Chen Lin's "death-seeking" behavior, the assassin obviously recruited it, and then urgently retracted the situation. In this way, her mercury-like mellow attack was stagnant.

The battle of masters was at that moment.

Of course, Chen Lin will not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Defending against the attack, a purple wall of fire rose out, covering the assassin in front of him, facing the terrifying top master, Chen Lin's first move was the strongest purple flame. Don't be conservative.

The Purple Flame Lands were so devastating that the Assassins had no choice but to retreat, feeling remorse for missing out on a great opportunity. But her mind wasn't confused by the frustration. Intentionally or unintentionally, he happened to be at the door, and it seemed that he didn't intend to let Chen Lin take the opportunity to slip away.

This is a soundproof enchantment room, as early as when she just moved into Lingbo Xiaozhu, Stasia was trapped by Chen Lin's "errands" who sang every night, and after insomnia all night, the next day people attached the enchantment, so Chen Lin just broke his throat, and people outside would not hear it.

Strangely, the Assassins discovered that Chen Lin did not take the opportunity to pursue him. The meaning of breaking the door and getting out of trouble. On the contrary, the purple flame in his hand was extinguished, and darkness returned to the bedroom.

Just when the assassin didn't know why, but still raised the dagger in his hand again, Chen Lin slowly spoke: "Blade Mist, you are much stronger than I imagined!" ”

The assassin was shocked when he heard this, and was silent for a long time, and finally put down the dagger in his hand: "It's a pity that the strength of the adults is even more unfathomable. ”

As he spoke, the assassin tore off the black scarf on his face, and a jade face that was so beautiful that it could be described as a country and a city was suddenly exposed to Chen Lin.

She is so beautiful, she is the most discerning artist, I am afraid she can't find the slightest flaw. But what is even more attractive is her unique temperament, the female assassin's rose-colored star eyes, as if covered with a layer of mist, with her light and elegant body, the whole person seems to be hidden in the thick fog, looming, elusive. It seems to be within reach, but it is like the bright moon in the blue, which can only be appreciated, but can never be reached.

(End of chapter)