With a calm face, Hei Mian slowly circled around Lan Lingxi twice, looking her up and down, left and right.

As the black face was silent for a long time, the atmosphere at the scene became more and more tense.

Everyone held their breath, and even the sound of dead leaves falling on the ground became distinct.

Especially No. 138, if someone looks at him, they will find that he is not only holding his breath at the moment, but even the hands hanging by his side are tightly clenched into fists, which shows that he is enduring something.

The black face withdrew Sen Han's gaze from Lan Lingxi, glanced at No. 138 lightly, and finally landed his gaze on his clenched fist.

Sensing the sight, 138 froze, then let go of his clenched fist little by little.

Black Face didn't look away at all, he just looked at Number 138 intently, watching him complete a series of small movements.

Just when everyone thought that Lan Lingxi and 138 were dead this time......

Black Face suddenly smiled, and smiled heartily and happily.

Teenagers: "????"

Lan Lingxi: "......"

Number 138: "......"

When he finally had enough of laughing, Hei Mian put away the smile on his face little by little, and then said, "I will tell you a good news, today is the time for all of you to finish training, and according to your strengths, you will be sent to the Bafang Pavilion and the Dark Night Hall respectively!"

The teenagers looked at each other. They understand the literal meaning of these words spoken by the black face. They chose to enter the Night Hall in the first place in order to become a member of the Night Hall or the Eight Directions Pavilion. But the black face let go of No. 137 and No. 138 so easily? Didn't even criticize it? This style of painting is completely wrong! Also, even if he was merciful and let the two of them go today, what's so funny about that?

What exactly is he laughing at? If memory serves, they've never seen him smile in the last two years or so, otherwise they wouldn't have called him blackface.

The boys' expressions were naturally blackened, but how could he possibly tell them what he had found? Is he such a good talker?

In the end, the more than twenty teenagers and Lan Lingxi were divided into two teams by the black face. A team will be sent to the Octagon Pavilion, the intelligence unit of the Night Temple. The other team will be sent to the Temple of the Night, where they will be tasked with assassination.

The Temple of Night is the most influential killer organization in the Dragon Moon Country. But if the Night Temple takes over, no assassin will be able to escape. However, the Dark Night Temple also has a very peculiar rule, if you want to ask the Night Temple to make a move, you must take out a magic weapon that the Lord of the Night Temple is satisfied with, and they never accept spirit crystals, even black spirit crystals.

The common currency of the Fantian Continent is the spirit crystal, and there are four kinds of spirit crystals.

Inferior white spirit crystal.

Medium-grade yellow spirit crystal, one hundred white spirit crystals are equal to one yellow spirit crystal.

High-grade purple spirit crystal, one hundred yellow spirit crystals are equal to one purple spirit crystal.

The best black spirit crystal, a thousand purple spirit crystals can be exchanged for a black spirit crystal.

Black spirit crystals are extremely rare, and many people are reluctant to use them as currency even if they get them, so only a few nobles, wealthy merchants and royal people will use black spirit crystals to trade.

Lan Lingxi, No. 138, and No. 10, who had been afraid of ghosts since childhood, and the other eight teenagers were all assigned to the Dark Night Temple. And the rest were assigned to the Bafang Pavilion.

After the distribution, Blackface sacrificed a gorgeous flying machine.

Throughout, no one spoke, except for the black face. Although Lan Lingxi had a stomach full of words that she wanted to ask, her intuition told her that it was better not to open her mouth.

The aircraft flew at a constant speed in mid-air, and Lan Lingxi's eyes were always looking down.

As they crossed the mountains, they gradually found farmhouses, and gradually the buildings and streets below became more crowded.

Lan Lingxi knew that they had already entered the city.

Based on the speed and time of their flight, Lan Lingxi guessed that the distance from the training place to the city was about five hundred kilometers.

Finally, the aircraft landed in a quaint courtyard.

"You eleven go down!"

Black Face pointed at Lan Lingxi and a few of them.

Lan Lingxi glanced at the people he was referring to, and sure enough, they were the ones who were selected to go to the Dark Night Temple.

Obeying orders is the first thing that must be carried out as a killer, so the eleven people did not hesitate and walked directly off the flying machine.

As soon as the eleven people stepped on the aircraft with their front feet, the black face drove the aircraft away with their hind feet.

Lan Lingxi raised his eyes and looked at the flying machine that flew away and then disappeared in an instant, thinking in his heart how to leave this place.

She didn't know why the original owner chose to be a killer in the first place, but she had no intention of becoming a killer. What she wants to do most now is get out of here and see how she can get back to the South Sea.

According to the information told to her on the 10th, if they were really on the territory of the Cangyou Country at the moment, it would not be particularly difficult for her to return to the South China Sea. Because the Cangyou Country is close to the Dragon Moon Country, and the South China Sea is right in the Dragon Moon Country.

But one thing that worried her was that at the time of her death, the year was Tianhe year, and she had never heard of any auspicious year. If it's been a long time......

Lan Lingxi has always been thinking about things, so he didn't notice No. 138's sneaky glance, but No. 10, who had nothing to do, just took it into his eyes.

For No. 138's series of strange actions, No. 10 was already curious, so at this moment, when he saw 138 peeking at Lan Lingxi, he wanted to know even more about the cattiness between them.

I remember that in the third round of elimination, No. 138 seemed to be ruthless, but today he risked his life to report the black face......

And the weirdest thing is that if he was really so ruthless, how did she come back to life? Could it be ......

No. 10 suddenly had a thrill, feeling as if he knew something shocking.

Lan Lingxi didn't know that Erque, who had been afraid of ghosts since he was a child, had made up so many scenes in his brain at such a moment.

No. 138 was looking down at the ground at the moment, not knowing what he was thinking, but apparently he hadn't noticed the little gossip No. 10 who was secretly watching him.

"Pick up a storage bag for each person, then go find a place to stay, and gather here tomorrow, don't be late!"

Suddenly, a baritone voice came from inside the hall, and then a phantus was seen, and the man had disappeared in place. But on the originally empty tabletop, there were eleven more black storage bags of the same style.

Lan Lingxi was the first to react, she directly took a storage bag, and then walked out of the Night Temple without looking back.

After leaving the Dark Night Temple, Lan Lingxi was a little incredulous, could it be so easy to escape?

But her gut told her that she would be in bad luck if she did, and even though she didn't know where it came from, she decided to believe it. What's more, according to common sense, the average killer organization will give the killers below strange poisons and the like to prevent betrayal.

But she had examined the body and found no poisoning. So she wasn't sure if the Night Temple was really confident that the killers wouldn't betray her, or if there were other ways to control it. Without figuring it out, she decided to stay for now.

And this Night Temple always gave her a very peculiar feeling. Thinking of this, Lan Lingxi swept the storage bag with his divine sense. It's okay not to sweep, but I was startled, because in addition to several new clothes, there was a huge amount of money and a lot of commonly used pills in the storage bag.

Lan Lingxi: "......"