Chapter 270: Thousand Machines Fantasy (3)

When the girl entered the house, the girl opened her eyes, her eyes were clear, there was no horror on her face, she walked in, turned her back to the door, slowly closed the door, and then took out a dagger from her waist, this dagger was cold in the moonlight, murderous, the girl was not afraid to stab at the puppet that made the voice of the old man in the middle, and her subordinates showed no mercy.

When the girl saw the man behind the puppet, she was stunned, and the tip of the knife stopped in mid-air.

When the girl went out, she didn't cry, this was the only girl, a girl who entered the house but didn't cry out, a brisk young man's voice came out of the house: "Interesting, interesting, Qianji will be my apprentice in the future." "The door closed automatically from the inside.

The girls who didn't enter the wooden house all breathed a long sigh of relief, and they all looked at Qianji, Qianji's face was pale, and behind her back, there was blood all the way she walked.

The masked woman patted Qianji, and Qianji was like a puppet that had been pressed on the key, and suddenly her whole body was weak and soft to the ground.

The masked woman hurriedly picked up Qianji, and under her sleeve, Qianji's hands were covered with blood, from her wrists to her fingertips.

After that day, Qianji became famous, because she was admitted to the secret door on the first day of the entrance exam.

There are four gates in the Thousand Machines Pavilion, which are the Star Gate, the Evil Gate, the No Gate and the Secret Gate.

Xingmen is responsible for collecting intelligence, and Aunt Xue is Xingmen's.

Shamon was responsible for the assassination.

No door is responsible for protecting a particular person or object.

The secret door directly obeys the orders of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion and is responsible for the handling of emergencies.

In order to distinguish the personnel of the four gates, they have different code names.

When Liu Xiaomi woke up, she found that Qianji had not come back, and uneasy emotions poured into her heart, she opened the door, ran all the way, and kept asking the masked woman on the side of the road, although the woman didn't like Liu Xiaomi's behavior, but asked Liu Xiaomi what was the reason for being so flustered?

When he learned that Liu Xiaomi was looking for a thousand machines, the expression on his face eased slightly.

Liu Xiaomi also vaguely felt that the masked woman was looking at her and laughing, Liu Xiaomi was a little confused, but she didn't think too much, now her most important thing is to find Qianji.

When Liu Xiaomi saw Qianji sleeping quietly on the bed in the infirmary, her face was extremely pale, and there was not much blood on her lips, as if she was a person who had been dead for a long time!

Tears flowed uncontrollably, with the fear of the puppet last night, with the confusion and fear of the death of a thousand machines, and with the helplessness of not being able to see the road ahead.

Liuxiaomi didn't make a sound when she cried, so I saw her lower her head and shed tears.

The masked woman took out the information of this class of freshmen and looked through it, huh? Why is Liuxiaomi crying so sadly? She remembered that the information of Liuxiao Mi and Qianji seemed to show that they were two people from different regions, why did Xiaomi cry as if her relatives had died?

Liu Xiaomi trembled and said, "Qianji, she, how did she die?" ”

"Qianji, she's not dead." The masked woman smiled, she stopped rummaging through the information, because she saw a trace of the data being torn off, and now she can't find the information of Qianji, if she guessed correctly, someone should have stolen Qianji's identity information.

Who is the person who stole the information? Does he want to know the identity of Qianji, or does he want to hide the identity of Qianji?

"Qianji is not dead, woo, scared me to death, woo." After knowing that Qianji was not dead, the six little terriers cried out loud.

As soon as the six little meters cried, they cried ghosts and gods.

People passing by the infirmary couldn't help but look this way.

"Shut up." Qianji's brows furrowed slightly, her eyes hadn't yet opened, but her voice was hoarse and interrupted Liuxiaomi's crying.

After seeing Qianji wake up, Liuxiaomi burst into a smile, her face was full of snot and tears, Qianji frowned and took out a handkerchief from her waist and handed it to Liuxiaomi, "Rub your face." Qianji's voice was faint and weak, and the masked woman gave Qianji breakfast and left with Liuxiaomi, and looked at Qianji twice when she left.

Qianji glanced out the window, there was a shadow among the dead trees outside the window, this shadow was hiding in a secret place, if it wasn't for a gust of wind just now, Qianji found something strange, this person didn't know how long he was going to eavesdrop on the tree.

"Who are you?" Qianji didn't get out of bed, and the owner who looked at the shadow outside the window didn't move, nor did he speak.

"Am I already your apprentice? What to do in hiding? Qianji said again, this time she got out of bed gently, and quietly approached the window barefoot.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew in, blowing up the curtains, and when Senki walked to the window, the figure hidden in the reflection of the tree on the ground also disappeared.

Qianji looked at the scattered falling leaves, and his good-looking brows furrowed again: "Who are you?" ”

Is that the one behind yesterday's puppet? The boy in white.

Tianji Pavilion, in an ordinary small pavilion, a white-clothed jade-faced young man drank a cup of Chinese wine, looked at and admired a bloody dagger, and said to himself: "Interesting, interesting." ”

"All souls, what are you looking at? So obsessed? He was also dressed in white, but the person who spoke was not wearing a mask, his face was pale and his body was thin, and he was the man in white who gave a thousand umbrellas at the beginning.

"Brother, don't you always say that I'm old and want me to choose a shadow guard." Wan Ling picked up the wine in his hand, poured it into the bottle on the table, handed it to his brother and smiled.

"Well, you didn't say you didn't want it, you didn't feel comfortable saying it." Wan Hao took the cup and said with a smile: "Why are you thinking about it again now?" ”

"It's really uncomfortable, but after thinking about it, I feel that it's good to have a shadow guard, and if there are some things that I can't do that are inconvenient for me, I can let her do them."

"It's not too late to find out now," Wan said with a smile.

"Well, I've known for a long time, but I didn't say it." All Souls would never admit that the idea was something he had only recently come up with.

Wan Hao smiled and nodded, not guessing through his brother: "And then?" What does it mean so interesting that you babble all morning? ”

"Of course it's the shadow guard I chose, but now she's still young, and it will take a few years before she can come to me as a shadow guard."

"You only chose one shadow guard?" Wan Hao frowned and said.

"yes, just one is enough."

"You're ...... like that"

"Brother," Wan Ling interrupted Wan Hao's words, his eyes under the face jade were very serious, and there was a trace of anger, "The decisions I make, whether good or bad, I will be responsible for myself, I choose the young shadow guard, I have my own thoughts." ”

Wan Hao drank the wine in the cup, and sighed before leaving, "Take it easy, don't spoil others." ”

When Wan Hao left the Tianji Pavilion, he received the loss of the new member's information from the Killer Pavilion, and at the same time, Wan Hao also received the whereabouts of Wan Ling from the shadow guard who monitored Wan Ling, and the combination of the two made it clear at a glance the behind-the-scenes command of the new member's information, and this person was Wan Ling.

One day, Liu Xiaomi found a letter in his storage box, the envelope had no address on it, no name, only a strange black mark.