Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps in the house, and the man who had gone in to fill the rice porridge walked out, the man was holding a plate in his hand, not only rice porridge, but also two buns, and the man who looked up at the door tripped over the threshold.

The old threshold creaked, and as soon as the plate in the middle-aged man's hand tilted, the bowl full of rice porridge and the two buns slid forward, and the man reached out to grab it, but it was only in vain, and he didn't catch anything with his empty hands.

Someone passed by outside the door, and saw a bowl of rice porridge and two buns in the air heading straight for the same white boy and girl, it can be expected that if it can't be stopped in time, then there will be a bunch of porcelain bowl fragments and rice porridge buns on the table between the boy and girl, and they will fall into embarrassment.

However, to the surprise of passers-by, the beautiful girl in white did not move, just sat in a calm state, and the true qi came out of her body and condensed into an invisible wall to isolate the sundries, and the young man opposite her did not raise his head, eating buns and drinking rice porridge while looking at the irregular patterns on the table.

Blocked by the wall of true qi condensation, the bowl fell into eighteen pieces with a crisp sound when it hit the ground, the rice porridge buns were scattered all over the ground, and the passers-by outside the door left with an incredible expression.

Seeing that the rice porridge was splashed at the noble hunter who couldn't be provoked, his triangular eyes widened a little, and he kept his hand to grab the bowl.

Hearing the voice behind him, the shopkeeper who turned around saw the rice porridge and the frightened hunter on his face, and frowned: "Why are you so careless, and don't you apologize to the nobleman quickly?" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the little ones are damned." Orion, dressed in coarse cloth, walked quickly to Yun Qianyu's table and nodded in apology.

Yun Qianyu Yun Tomb Sheng did not react, and ignored it, a dress like jade luster compared to the coarse linen clothes of the man who nodded at the table, just like the difference between the gods and the mountain people, the handsome face of the young girl was full of nobility, and the face of the ordinary-looking hunter was full of humility and fear.

The shopkeeper who hurriedly went to get the rag trembled slightly and walked to the table of Yun Qianyu and squatted down to clean it, and saw that Orion was standing on the side and was in the way, so he pushed it to the side, and said with a trembling force, "Get out of the way." ”

Orion was pushed by the shopkeeper, and just retreated to the young man who was sitting at the table without even raising his head, and looked at Yun Tombsheng with a disdainful face and Yun Qianyu with an indifferent face, Orion lowered his waist to grab the rag in the shopkeeper's hand, and said in his mouth: "I'll clean it." ”

The shopkeeper who was squatting at the table with his head bowed was sweating profusely, the beads of sweat that continued to ooze from his forehead dripped into the rice porridge that splashed all over the ground and disappeared, his hands trembled and pinched pieces of porcelain bowls and put them on the plate.

Until the floor was almost cleaned, the middle-aged man with more and more determined eyes seemed to have made up his mind, and in the low place where the table was blocked and the boy and girl could not see, a hand slowly reached into his arms and held the dagger.

The hunter who was shaped like a tiger and leopard turned around suddenly, and the dagger in his hand stabbed straight at the white-clothed young man beside him, and the old shopkeeper sat on the ground with a dead heart.

The young man in white and silver crown did not move, and he did not even change the slightest movement of picking up the bowl and drinking porridge, only a few strands of broken hair moved lightly with the wind.

Seeing that the dagger in his hand was about to be sent into the young man's heart, Orion was a little puzzled why he couldn't see the panicked eyes.

"Boom!"

With two fingers left, Orion knew why, for he heard the sound of the sword coming out of its sheath, crisp, light, but cold, and sharp, for he could already feel the tingling sensation of blood running from his neck across his skin, a little itchy, and painful.

"Why defend me?" Orion knew that he was going to die, and he had already seen the sneer on the boy's face, but he had no choice but to give it a go, and the result was that he lost, but he still didn't know where he showed his feet.

The woman didn't raise her eyes, and said softly: "I'm so beautiful, but you don't look at me, you can only ask for something else." ”

Orion stayed on the spot, he couldn't have imagined that he was so exposed, yes, how could someone with such a beautiful person avoid the sight, unless there was a ghost in his heart.

"You go, I'll let her not kill you."

The young man turned his head slightly, revealing a harmless smile, but it fell into the eyes of the hunter who was dripping from the cold sweat to the chin and mixed with the blood and flowing down, and the young man's eyes were full of inscrutable and faint ridicule and teasing,

In the early morning bun shop, all the decorations are a little old, but they are still clean, and a few wooden pillars burst out of ravines, like a canyon on the ground has been erected.

On weekdays, people are always smiling, and the entire Dongxu students know that he is a kind and good person sitting on the ground mixed with rice porridge and broken bowls, holding his head and trembling.

This morning, he was approached with his three-year-old great-grandson in his hand and asked him to do him a favor in a play.

He didn't know why he found him to help with acting, and he didn't know why the target happened to come to his shop to eat steamed buns and drink rice porridge, he was afraid of being upset and didn't want to hurt people, but that little cry kept lingering in his mind.

The middle-aged Orion's movements that maintained a forward posture froze there, and the dagger in his hand was almost ready to be sent into the heart of the target, but it was just a little bit worse.

The girl's sword was not completely unsheathed, only half of it, and this half happened to be on his neck, the blade of the sword was too sharp, and it was broken when it was blown, just standing, and a fine red line appeared on Orion's neck, and blood beads flowed from the sword, and after meeting the sweat dripping from his forehead, he melted into one place, rolled and fell to the bench, splashing scattered blood-colored droplets.

Hearing that the young man let himself go, Orion didn't believe it, he didn't believe that this pampered noble son would let him go after he made a killing move, but the sword around his neck didn't make the next move, and he couldn't help but start to move.

Panicking at the young man with a smile in his eyes, Orion looked at the girl with the scabbard in her hand, and he swore that he had never seen such a perfect face in his life, a face that was expressionless and did not have the hatred and anger that ordinary maids were accustomed to in the face of assassins.

Slowly retracting the dagger in his hand, Orion stepped back a little, a little bit away from Orion for a long time, and all his perception was put on his neck to detect the sword that refracted light.

The sword, which had just been ready to take his life, did not move in the slightest, and the thought that Orion could escape this catastrophe opened like a flower.

Staring at the girl's hand, Orion stepped back a little.

The shopkeeper raised his head and stared blankly at this incomprehensible scene, his face full of wrinkles and tears looked a little dirty.

Orion, who had taken two steps back, saw that the young man and girl on the table had not moved, and finally let go of most of his heart, and after taking two more steps, he retreated to the middle of the steamed bun shop, as far as the girl's sword.

Orion turned around and ran, kicked down, the vibration of his whole body made the sweat on his face fall like rain, and in Orion's eyes, some stones reflecting the sun on the road outside the house were getting closer and closer, and the beautiful sunlight was shining on the stones.

He was a killer, a killer raised by an organization that he didn't even know about, and this morning, the boss found him and asked him to assassinate the Grand Prince of Yun who had entered Beijing.

Looking at his shock and incomprehension, it was said that it was because the killers with high strength would be locked by the guards in the Snow Rain Villa as long as they got a little close to Yun Tombsheng, and only killers with the same strength as Yun Tombsheng could deceive those guards who were guarding in the shadows to get close to Yun Tombsheng.

So he came, but he failed at this time, and he had always believed that the moment the killer failed was when he died, and he was a little happy, because the sunlight on the stone was getting closer and closer, and he might not have to die.

Behind him, the shopkeeper looked at the chopsticks that were slowly levitating with a frightened face, and the young man with a sarcastic face gently turned the chopsticks when they fell into his hand, just like a child.

The chopsticks turned faster and faster, but the figure running out seemed to be slower and slower, the shopkeeper covered his mouth in horror, he couldn't make any sound, and the emotion in the eyes of the smiling young man in front of him was so disdainful.

Finally, Orion stepped out of the threshold with one foot, and there was no need to die outside the door, but he had to die inside the house, but he couldn't get out after all, because the boy gently flicked the chopsticks in his hand.

The chopsticks slowly rolled over in the air and plunged into Orion's neck, shattering the fragile spine before stabbing out of the front of the neck.

"Boom!"

"Sting!"

"Smack!"

Orion slowly lowered his head, watching the tip of the chopsticks fall and hit the ground with a snapping sound, he was a little angry, and a little curious about what the other sound was, so he struggled to turn his head, his eyes locked on the boy's face.

The young man seemed to be waiting for him to turn around, and smiled lightly: "Shouldn't anyone really think that if you provoke me, Yun Tombsheng can still get out of the way?" ”

As if to understand the anger in the man's eyes, the high-ranking eldest prince of Xueyu Mountain Villa sneered: "I asked her not to kill you because I wanted to do it myself, and she had someone else to kill." ”

The dying Orion's eyes were torn, he felt the humiliation of being teased, he wanted to kill back, but he couldn't lift his feet, he couldn't even curse, because a chopstick that had turned red had passed through his throat, and the only thing he could do was to see who the amazing woman was trying to kill, was it the shopkeeper?

He struggled to take his eyes off the young man's face that he would never forget, and fell on the girl's sword, whose sword pierced the wall and stabbed someone, remembering that every time he went out on a mission, someone watched, and Orion felt that it would be good if the person who killed him gave him the head of the character, and let himself be sent to death, then it would be better to die with him.

"Plop!"

The figure in front of the door struggling to turn back fell, with his unwillingness and resentment.

The shopkeeper looked at the gaze cast on him, and his heart calmed down, he was afraid to die, but when he really faced it, he was relaxed, but he just died.

With the sound of the sword being pulled out of the wooden wall, Yun Qianyu, the peerless cloud in the world, looked at the bloodstained sword carefully.

The son drank porridge, the beauty looked at the sword, and the harmony was a mess.

Finally, the young man drank the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl, put the bowl away, stood up, looked coldly at the shopkeeper who was sitting on the ground, and walked out.

The woman who got up did not let the sword into the sheath, looked at the shopkeeper lightly, and said in a crisp voice without a trace of emotion: "You cooperate with others to kill my most important person, how do you think I should retaliate against you?" ”

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then got up and knelt down in a panic after coming back to his senses, his head banged on the ground, as if this head was not his own, and he didn't say anything, he knew that the person holding the sword in front of him knew what he was asking for, and he only wanted a life to atone for his crimes, and the disaster would not affect his family.

The girl held her sword in both hands and held it high in the air, like an executioner on the execution ground, kneeling at her feet as a sinner begging for forgiveness. The tall figure kicked the shopkeeper's shoulder, and the sword in his hand did not swing down, but let go of the sword and let it fall freely.

The falling sword pierced the old man's leg and nailed to the ground, the woman pulled out the sword and walked out of the bun shop after saying a word, the old shopkeeper rolled on the ground in pain, but he still couldn't stop saying thank you.