The night was deep, the fog had not yet cleared, there was no light in the house, and the spring breeze gently blew in through the window, bringing the fragrance of flowers all over the house.

Chen Beiluo was lying on the bed alone, his eyes still wide open.

Why didn't he sleep so late at night?

Could it be that he is still waiting for someone?

Of course, it won't be Su Ying who he was waiting for, because he had just separated from Su Ying not long ago.

The night was very quiet, so quiet that it seemed that he could hear the sound of dew drops dripping on the petals, so Chen Beiluo heard the footsteps in the corridor.

The footsteps were soft, very light, and only the footsteps of a beast with fleshy paws on the soles of their feet would be so light.

Only the good hands of the rivers and lakes with extremely high light skills will look like such beasts when they walk.

An ordinary inn has such a martial arts master.

One step ahead of the footsteps was a cold and murderous aura, which was still more than ten zhang away from the inn, and it was like an ice needle, stabbing straight at it, and the target was Chen Beiluo.

This murderous aura was exactly the same as what he had felt before.

The young man scratched his head, and wondered a little in his heart, when did he offend such a master, could it be that he came to avenge the three heroes who killed the three heroes?

No, it shouldn't be.

Otherwise, it should never be so blatant and unscrupulous, for fear that others will not know about it.

At this time, the footsteps were gone, and they disappeared outside the door.

A faint figure was reflected on the door, and looking at his figure, the person who came should be a man.

He didn't break in immediately, but stood quietly in the doorway.

Chen Beiluo's eyes and bones flickered, and after thinking about it, he closed his eyes, and deliberately made a vague dream sound in his mouth.

After a while, the person who came suddenly stretched out his arms and waved like a sword, and the sound of "swish" was not loud, but in such a quiet night, it seemed particularly clear and harsh.

If it was in normal times, Chen Beiluo must have been alert.

But now, he didn't even react at all.

Alas!

The person who came sighed secretly, finally moved, and raised his hand to push gently.

The door was not latched, and a crack suddenly opened.

The figure of the man swayed slightly, and when he arrived in the house, it was pitch black, and he couldn't even tell whether he was tall or short, but his eyes were as bright as stars.

It looks like it's glowing!

The visitor looked at the bulging bed and was silent.

Suddenly, silver light flickered.

But I saw a puff of silver rain and stars burst out, as thin as a cow's hair, dense, never less than two hundred, like a pear blossom blooming in the wind, and like a rainstorm pouring down, lightning to the bed.

The wind was loud, sharp, swift, strong, and so fierce that words could not describe it.

Only this time, I know that this assassin's attainments in the secret weapon have reached the peak, looking at the rivers and lakes today, I am afraid that there will be no second person more powerful than him.

Puff puff ......!

The quilt that had arched over the bed was torn open and completely deflated, and the silver star pierced through the bed board and nailed to the floor, reaching the top.

And there was no one in the bed!

The face of the man changed slightly, as if he was happy, but also bitter.

Thirty-six plans, go for the upper plan.

I saw him tiptoe to the ground, flying backwards, beautiful posture, but not slow at all, when passing through the door, a harrier turned over, kicked his feet on the door, and the whole person galloped towards the sky like an arrow from the string.

The crescent moon is like a hook, and the night is blurred.

As soon as the flower came in front of his eyes, he saw a palm as white and immaculate as a beautiful jade leisurely imprinted on his chest.

Gentle, light, like a spring breeze blowing across the earth.

The spring breeze in March in the south of the Yangtze River.

With such a move, the speed will naturally not be very fast.

In fact, not only was that hand not fast, it was incredibly slow, and even a snail was several times faster than it.

He's lived so long, he's never seen anyone shoot so slowly.

If someone else's attack is so slow, he can see at a glance what part of him is going to attack, and he can easily avoid it.

But when someone comes to shoot slowly, it is slow, but there is no way for people to dodge.

No one would have thought that martial arts sometimes become more slower and more dangerous, and the slower and more terrifying.

Naturally, this assassin could not have imagined it, and he could not have dreamed of it.

Quick knife, fast sword, fast gun, fast whip......

Throughout the ages, there have been tens of thousands of people who have practiced martial arts, but most of them are pursuing a fast word, and the faster the shot, the better.

As everyone knows, sometimes, slow is much more difficult than fast.

It's also a lot scary.

However, this assassin's martial arts skills are extremely high, his reaction is extremely fast, and he also has a palm between the lightning and flint.

Then, a frown furrowed.

The power contained in this palm of the person who came was exactly the same as his, not bad at all.

There was a soft pop, and the palms of the two were separated with a touch.

His castration was blocked, his figure suddenly dropped, and he had to retreat to the corridor under the eaves. Raising his eyes and looking ahead, he saw that in the secluded courtyard, there was a young man standing with his hands in his hands, with a beautiful demeanor, like an immortal.

It's not Chen Beiluo, who is it.

With a smile on his lips, he looked at the other party leisurely.

I saw that this assassin was tall, dressed in black, with long eyebrows, flying diagonally into his sideburns, his eyes flashing with a cold light, and the bridge of his nose was high, symbolizing a strong, decisive heart of stone, and even his thin lips seemed to have a coldness of disregard for life.

This is a ruthless person.

No matter who it is, as long as you take a look, you can't help but show a little fear.

Chen Beiluo smiled slightly and said, "Why did my friend come to visit late at night?" ”

However, the black-clothed assassin obviously didn't talk to Yaxing, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of silver stars flew out of the sky and hit Chen Beiluo.

Chen Beiluo's expression remained unchanged, his figure was illusory, and he actually arrived in front of the other party, his right arm was raised, and a palm was already slapped.

The man in black was startled, his left foot stomped on the ground, and his body moved half a foot away, although he didn't completely dodge, but he finally avoided the vital point.

Sting.

The clothes on the black-clothed man's chest were torn, and he only felt that his whole body was burning unstoppably, as if it was burning, and his internal organs were rolling up and down, as if there was an invisible big hand stirring fiercely in his stomach.

"Poof!"

He couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, bubbling hot.

"Huh?!"

Chen Beiluo was about to dodge, but he saw that the blood of the man in black suddenly spread out, turning into thousands of strands of red light as thin as cow's hair, and he actually hit him head-on with the technique of a rainstorm pear flower needle.

This is really unexpected, incredible.

It's a stroke of genius.

At the same time, the man in black twisted his waist, spiraled around the pillars like a snake, and then turned in the air and flew onto the roof, this time not only had his own strength, but also the power contained in Chen Beiluo's palm, which was faster than lightning.

What an iron-blooded man with both wisdom and bravery.

The tenacity, wisdom and determination of the man in black are truly breathtaking.

Chen Beiluo couldn't help but have some respect for this assassin.

As soon as his sleeve robe rolled, thousands of red lights burrowed into his sleeves like milk swallows throwing into the forest, and as the young man turned around and raised his arms, he turned into countless fine needles and shot towards the place where the man in black landed.

The man in black tapped the tiles under his feet and flew towards another roof.

Chen Beiluo moved, swept in all directions, and then rose up, flew out, and followed closely behind the other party.

The fog was still light and faint.

But in a moment, it was as thick as white smoke.

There used to be a little light in the distance, but now even the lights have disappeared into the thick fog.

In the miserable night, two figures, one in front of the other, flew in the air in the cold and warm night breeze of Hangzhou, always maintaining a certain distance, like two kites tied on a thread.

The man in black exerted all his light skills, and the wide roofs of each house were like floating gray clouds, flying under his feet one by one, and the cool breeze of the night was blowing wantonly on his face.

A swift pleasure that stimulated him.

He found it really pleasant.

roofs, with a variety of shapes; Under the roof, there are all kinds of lives, but how many people are more colorful than him?

There was silence between heaven and earth.

Most of the yards were unlit, except for the occasional cry or two of babies and the laughter of couples......

In addition to these pleasant sounds, there is naturally the sound of resentful scolding, the sound of cat and mouse, the snoring of men, and the crisp sound of dice falling into the bowl.

At this time of the night, it is a wonderful taste to listen to it.

In a matter of moments, the two of them had flown out of the city.

The smoke and water in the distance are misty, it turned out to be to the shore of the West Lake, the famous lake under the moon, it seems that there is really another kind of moving charm.

Starlight and moonlight, sprinkled on the water.

The breeze is blowing slowly, and the lake is slightly rippling, and the lake is full of broken silver.

Under the willows, a small boat was quietly docked there, and the lights were still on, and when I looked through the open window, the candles were burning in the cabin, and a table of wine and food had been set up.

The man in black was like electricity, jumped into the boat, turned around and said loudly: "My friend has worked tirelessly, wearing the stars and the moon, and I can't treat each other in the future, but I have a thin wine, and I hope that my friend will appreciate his face." ”

The voice is deep, calm, slightly hoarse, and full of incendiary appeal.

When Chen Beiluo heard this, he was secretly surprised, so he laughed softly: "Since the master is kindly invited, then I have no choice but to be disrespectful." ”

The figure flashed, and it had reached the tip of the dinghy.

By the time Chen Beiluo entered the cabin, the man had already picked up the penny, and with a little light, he swung the boat leisurely into the middle of the lake.

The mist on all sides, like smoke and rain, drifted with the waves.

The boundless silence and seclusion of the world is filled with a mysterious and romantic atmosphere, which makes people intoxicated.

At the same time, people can't help but feel creepy.

Chen Beiluo was not polite at all, and sat down on the most comfortable chair in the cabin.

Why did the black-clad assassin invite him aboard?

Do you know that there is no hope of escape, or is there another ambush?

Could it be that there are other people hiding in this dinghy?

However, there was absolutely no third person in the dinghy except for the two of them, and the boy knew this the moment he stepped into the dinghy.

In the cool night breeze, there was a faint fragrance of wine, vegetables and weeping poplars, but what Chen Beiluo breathed was a strong murderous aura!

What killing motive is hidden in this dinghy?

Chen Beiluo smiled and felt that things were more interesting.

The candlelight flickered, and the man in black also sat down and sat opposite Chen Beiluo.

His eyes were not instantaneous, staring at Chen Beiluo, and said lightly: "Your Excellency is very skilled." ”

Chen Beiluo smiled slightly and said, "You're not bad." ”

The man in black smiled.

When he laughs, coldness turns into gentleness, like a glacier thawing, and like a warm spring breeze blowing across the earth.

Chen Beiluo secretly said in his heart, did this person know his charm deeply, so he deliberately kept a straight face.