That being the case, then here's the problem.

Chengqian Academy, who is the youngest and most promising person?

Answer-Yin Jia's Le.

Chengqian Academy, who is the most valued person by the emperor?

Answer-Yin Jia's Le.

Chengqian Academy, who is the most knowledgeable person?

Answer-Yin Jia's Le.

To sum up, who is the person most likely to gain the favor of Emperor Taiyuan in this selection?

The answer is obvious, Yin Jia's Ale.

For this result, Yin Le also has some answers in his heart. It's just that she didn't show it on her face, but behind her back, she had already gathered the people of Dongjiazhai and asked them to stay by her side to protect her.

The more this rumor spreads, the more jealous people will be. Yin Le walks on the road on weekdays, and he has to watch out for the eyes of the people around him, lest there will suddenly be a few more ill-intentioned people around him.

After all, after listening to the message, it is impossible for the person who intends to do it to himself not exist.

But this time, I don't know if Yin Le was too careful, Yin Le was in Chengqian Academy for several days, and no one did anything.

Even if she went to the academy alone, there was no sign of anyone following her.

This should be a good sign, but for some reason, the foreboding in Yin Le's heart has become more and more intense.

After the daylight gilded the sky and then rendered it a dark purple, Yin Le stopped.

She looked up and sniffed the air, her good-looking little brow furrowed.

There was a faint smell of blood floating in the air, and it came from nowhere, but it was unusually close to Yin Le.

"Zhang Zhi?" Yin Le shouted.

No one responded.

Yin Le came to pick up the book for Song Yu, and right now, she was walking towards Song Yu and her residence in Guozijian.

Yin Le held the book and continued to walk forward as if no one was around. One step, two steps, until she came around the corner, she jerked down the book and rushed towards the residence.

There were people behind her, I don't know how many, but there was no doubt that they were coming at her.

As she began to flee, the silence behind her was shattered in an instant, and the sound of footsteps sounded softly, and a famous martial artist was rapidly approaching Yin Le.

A few steps further on, there is the courtyard gate.

Yin Le turned around suddenly, lifted the hem of his sleeve, and shot out a sleeve arrow.

In the flash of light, she saw the person clearly.

YAN Cheng.

Yan Cheng's kung fu came inexplicably. Not long ago, he was still a person who was pressed to the ground by Yin Le and had no power to fight back, but now, he raised his hand and shot down Yin Le's arrows, obviously someone instilled internal strength in her.

Yin Le's footsteps paused, and suddenly grabbed the road and ran in the opposite direction.

"What's the matter, isn't Yin Xiaoyou going home?" The palm wind behind him hit, Yin Le turned sideways to avoid it, and the pace of chasing the clouds under his feet began, and with a turn of his wrist, the dagger assembled by the iron fan had already pierced into Yan Cheng's palm.

Yan Cheng seemed to have no pain, and grabbed Yin Le's wrist. His strength is very great, and he is blessed by internal force, Yin Le is grasped by him in his hands, as if he has no power to restrain a chicken.

She was about to mobilize the sleeve arrow on her arm, and Yan Cheng threw Yin Le out hard.

Yin Le landed on the ground, quickly adjusted his breathing, and raised his hand to aim at Yan Cheng.

"Yin Le." Yan Cheng said viciously, "It's all your fault!" If it weren't for you, how could I be so depressed that I kicked someone to death while riding my horse? ”

"I didn't expect you to still not change your evil deeds, and now you are trying to become an official who receives envoys. How could you possibly get your wish? ”

"What does this have to do with you?" Yin Le shot an arrow, Yan Cheng avoided it, and let the sleeve arrow sink into his shoulder.

"What did you do to yourself?" Yin Le frowned, put away his sleeve arrows, and asked tentatively.

"Why should I tell you?" Yan Cheng laughed, with a bit of madness in his laughter. Turning around, he stepped forward again and locked his throat at Yin Le.

After all, his hand failed to touch Yin Le, the white light flashed in an instant, and after the beautiful brilliance, Yan Cheng's left hand fell to the ground.

"It's Sinan's Gu technique."

Yan Cheng's left hand was cut off by Qi Qi, but no blood flowed out of the wound. Yin Le looked at the person in front of him who couldn't be explained by common sense, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

The person in front of her was dressed in a black robe, and in the gray world, his skin as pale as snow became the only bright color in the world.

"Those who are in this Gu will have the internal strength of a master, but the flesh and blood of the whole body will be eaten by the Gu worms, and they will die in a few days."

The long sword reflected the cold light in his eyes, and the person in front of Yin Le slowly lifted the sword and blocked it in front of Yin Le.

"My students are stubborn, and they don't even know how to go home after dark, so they have to wait for the teacher."

"Master......" Yin Le said uncertainly, she stood behind Song Yu at a loss, and didn't know what to do for a while.

Is it to let Song Yu and her escape? Or kill Yan Cheng here?

Song Yu is quiet, in this area, no one passes by at night, let alone today, it is even quieter.

Yan Cheng took a fancy to this unique condition, so he dared to appear blatantly.

Song Yu raised his eyes slightly and saw the droplets of water that fell on his eyelashes unexpectedly: "It's raining?" ”

"Sincerely." Yin Le dragged Song Yu, "Don't, do it......"

Her voice dissipated in the wind, and she saw the black-clad crow, frantically flapping its wings, rustling in the wind, and exuding an ominous message in the night.

The long sword was like snow, and it was held by the man in black in hand, cutting through the gloomy and gloomy invisible curtain.

Almost between moves, Yan Cheng would add several wounds to his body.

Yan Cheng retreated sharply, the expression on his face was extremely nervous, but he did not despair.

Yin Le clenched the dagger, his heart beating wildly.

She suddenly knew what Yan Cheng was waiting for.

The last thing she wants to happen is what Yan Cheng wants to see the most.

Yan Cheng finally pulled out the long knife on his back, swung it forward, and caught a sword stabbed by Song Yu.

"That's right." He laughed, "Just avoid your killer moves, and I'll use it until your poison attacks." ”

His forearm shook, swinging away Song Yu's sword, and looked at him with slanted eyes and disdain: "A person with a highly poisonous body, don't come to do anything majestic." ”

Realizing that he didn't have much time, Yan Cheng didn't waste time with Song Yu. He dropped the long knife, his palm was concentrated, and he rushed towards Yin Le.

An Shanxu told him that although Song Yu was powerful, once he was poisoned, he had no combat effectiveness. In this way, it was easy for him to kill Yin Le.

His palm accurately slapped the chest of the person in front of him, and Yan Cheng's expression froze for a moment.

Immediately, his expression became hideous, and after that, the body of the powerful crossbow slowly retreated, and finally lay on the ground.

Yin Le held the dagger in his hand, still maintaining a forward posture. It wasn't her who was hit by Yan Cheng. But the one who aimed at the opportunity, rushed out from behind, and stabbed Yan Cheng in the heart with a dagger, was her.