I'm afraid she will have to change her previous sentence.

Ying Baoyue panted and lay on the ladder.

It's not just that the men of the Ying family are not in good health, but the physical fitness of the women of the Ying family is ...... Not very well.

This little princess's body is too lacking in exercise.

When she was 10 years old, it took her a maximum of 20 seconds to climb this ladder, but now she was only halfway up when she felt like her heart and lungs were going to crack.

Originally, such a ladder was built, according to the master, to exercise her legs and feet when she was a child, although I didn't think so at the time.

At the time, she thought that the man was definitely just tossing her for fun.

But now Ying Baoyue finally understands.

Master, what you said is right.

It is really born of sorrow and died of peace.

Even though she has been exercising hard for more than half a month, this body is still rusty and dull and stagnant like mold, listening to the creepy friction sound of the filaments under her feet hitting the ladder, Yingyue bit her already bleeding lips.

In this life, she still has to work harder.

At this time, just one minute had passed, and the sharp pain of fighting hands and feet was about to be scrapped, Ying Baoyue had climbed to the height of a five-story building, and it seemed that victory was in sight, but unfortunately the sound of grinding under the soles of her feet suddenly stopped.

Oops.

Ying Baoyue didn't look at the soles of her feet and didn't look back, because she had discovered this little princess's body before, and it was not only weak......

And fear of heights.

Now as long as she bows her head, it's not that the crown will fall, but that her body will probably not be able to move for a moment.

However, feeling the extremely subtle vibration coming from the ladder under his hands, he didn't have to look down to know what was going on.

The man in black at the bottom finally gave up his plan to cut the ladder and began to climb up on his own!

To be honest, she has been able to survive until now, thanks to the man in black who is extremely confident in the filaments in his hands, and he doesn't care about climbing the ladder, but wants to directly cut off this extremely ordinary-looking ladder.

At this time, Ying Baoyue finally confirmed.

The man in black down there is not a pure assassin.

Pure assassins will only choose the most effortless posture and the easiest way to kill the target of the mission, and will not care about the means, let alone conceit of their own power.

If it was a professional assassin, she would have chosen to climb the ladder directly, even if it was not with the means she was best at, she would have ended her life quietly as quickly as possible, instead of enjoying the fun of chasing cat and mouse.

From the time when this person unscrupulously cut the secret passage before, Ying Baoyue had sensed that something was wrong.

The person who chased her tonight should have a high social status.

Or the status of a practitioner.

Instead of living at the bottom, the grasshopper who is accustomed to shaking the tree can only see power as a means rather than an assassin of capital.

It was this person's confidence in her own strength, which was properly disguised, that bought her time to survive when she collided with the iron plate left by a certain great priest of absolute power.

But that's all for Master's gift to her.

In just a simple moment, the cold murderous aura rose to her feet.

The man in black was more confident than conceited at best, because even if he delayed for a while, in fact, it was only a matter of a moment for a fifth-level cultivator to climb this ladder.

Ying Baoyue's time to climb one floor was enough for him to climb six floors.

The next moment when the cutting sound stopped, with a bang, the filament that seemed to have life wrapped around the ladder only three steps below the foot of Ying Baoyue.

The man in black only slightly put his feet on the ladder, and the black shadow had risen to the feet of Yingbaoyue like a ghost.

Is this filament a three-dimensional motorized device...... Ying Baoyue took a deep breath, knowing that death was approaching her feet again.

The man in black raised his head and looked at the girl's white ankles and calves above his head, and his cold pupils narrowed slightly.

The silver thread flashed through his fingertips, and in a split second he could see the legs fluttering and falling to the ground.

The only thing he didn't understand was the woman's reaction. From the very beginning, the woman did not cry out for help or beg for mercy.

Although it saved him a lot of trouble, it also aroused the vigilance of the people in black.

However, no one in this palace could save this princess at this time, no matter how strange her reaction was, there was no trace of disfigurement on this face, and he didn't need to think about it.

Just do what your master tells you to do.

Even if it is not as powerless as in the intelligence, even if there is a slight fluctuation of being a cultivator.

But she's still a weak woman who can't do anything.

What if you can escape here?

Still can't get rid of the fate of being cut.

Some people are born to deserve to die.

The man looked at the girl in front of him, who had not yet given up and climbed up at the speed of a snail, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There is no point in the revolt of the weak.

It will only make the strong laugh.

He raised his hand and looked at the girl above his head with an expressionless face, if he cut off these legs, would she still be silent?

What kind of voice is the screams and sorrows of the princess of a country?

He hadn't heard of it yet.

Let him try.

The silk thread was raised, just mixed with the moonlight cast by a skylight overhead, as if it had been plated with a layer of silver.

The direction of the silk thread was not elsewhere, but it was carefully designed by him, just waiting in the direction in which the girl was climbing.

Just the height that cut her off at the waist.

She climbed up, but she made herself die faster. This is the result of the fact that the ants still dare to resist.

It's a dead end!

The man's pupils lit up, and the silk thread in his hand lit up, "...... death"

However, in the next moment, a layer of black shadow suddenly appeared in the bright and confident eyes of the man in black.

A figure descended from the sky.

……

……

Don't be afraid.

You're my heart now, don't beat so hard.

The lungs, as if they were about to burst.

It was as if his wrists, legs and feet were about to break.

At the moment when the wind with death behind him sounded. Ying hugged the moon and let go of her hand.

That's the moment she's waiting until now.

"What......"

Everything happened so fast that it broke all the possibilities that normal people could think of.

The man in black opened his eyes wide in astonishment, looking at the woman who had climbed to the top of the sixth floor but dared to let go of her hand and let herself fall.

Fall from here, and with her insignificant realm, she will surely die!

However, the next moment, an even more unexpected picture appeared, the moment the woman fell, in the air, as if she was pulled by something, her small body went around the ladder and avoided the silk thread he raised!

There was a click, and the sound of the silk threads hitting the ladder sounded.

Is that......

A small cold light pierced his eyes, and at this time, the black-clothed man found that the woman's wrist was actually holding a thin thread, and the top of the thin thread was wrapped around the ladder, and the top was connected to a ......

Tiny arrowheads.

Success or failure in this move, there are signs of dryness in the meridians, which she has kept to the end, a breath of true air.

The black-clothed man's pupils shrank, looking at the oncoming black shadow.

The girl was actually at the last moment.

Don't advance, retreat.

The next moment, without waiting for the man in black to react, Ying Baoyue's body, which had circled back from the other side of the ladder, sank and fell towards him.

A slender foot.

Stomped on his face.