Ling Luoyu's fingertips nudged the hat, smiling evilly: "Prince's Mansion??" ”

She really didn't expect that the killer who attacked and killed her turned out to be the prince's person.

It seems that the grudge between her and the prince is dead.

Ling Luoyu didn't startle the snake and turned to leave.

The coming day is long, and the grievances with the prince, she can play slowly.

Returning to the side of the black-clothed men, Ling Luoyu rummaged around, but found nothing.

These killers are very sophisticated, and they don't carry anything to prove their identity when they go on a mission.

Getting up to leave, her steps stopped again.

Murderous!

Behind her, there was a murderous aura.

Turning slowly, she looked at the figure behind her.

The man was as tall as her, and although he was wrapped in a lily robe, he was still thin and thin, and a sharp edge was revealed under the lily robe.

He had no shoes on his feet, his skin was dark and rough, and his face was obscured by a low-hanging hat.

Ling Luoyu turned his head around and chuckled innocently: "That...... I'm passing by...... If it bothers you...... I'll be right away......"

"Are you Ling Luoyu?" The voice of the man in the cloth is not loud, and it still reveals the immaturity of the child when he did not change his voice.

Ling Luoyu scolded her mother in her heart!

!

Sure enough, it was for her!

"yes......"

Before Ling Luoyu's answer was finished, the clothed man suddenly flew away, and the sharp blade broke through the air.

Nine Layers of Xuanqi!

Wipe!

Is this kid blind?!

She just seconds five Xuan Ling one heavy, and he one Xuan Qi Nine Heavy came to find abuse without knowing how to die.

The man's robe flew in midair, revealing a long sword full of cold light.

Ling Luoyu didn't dodge, the moment the sword blade approached, his fingertips flexed and flicked on the long sword.

"Ding!"

The blade of the sword snapped in response.

The foot is wrong, and the wrist is reversed.

After Ling Luoyu avoided the broken blade, he slapped his backhand on the back of the clothed man.

"Poof!"

Blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground.

Before he could struggle to get up, Ling Luoyu stepped on his heart, and the broken blade pulled out a sword flower, piercing his eyes.

"Don't move!"

She guessed correctly, this was a child, eleven or twelve years old, thin and thin, with a dark complexion, and a pair of eyes looking at Ling Luoyu aggressively.

"I fell into your hands, I want to kill or chop, listen to it!" He's very open.

Ling Luoyu's gaze fell on his waist, where the waist card of the Prince's Mansion hung there.

"Are you from the Prince's Mansion?"

The man in the cloth was speechless, his eyes were closed, and he looked like he was waiting for death.

Ling Luoyu's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he suddenly retracted the broken blade and let go of him.

"Let's go......"

The man in the cloth didn't expect Ling Luoyu to let him go, and couldn't help but be stunned: "You...... Let me go? ”

His gaze turned to the man in black beside him.

These people also wanted to kill her, but now they are all dead.

"You're not like them! They're killers, you're not ......"

Ling Luoyu's gaze fell on his waist card, and the broken blade was stabbed diagonally into the ground.

"You have the waist card of the Prince's Mansion, but your cultivation is not high, looking at you, you are not very old, your complexion is dark, and your skin is rough, you should be a rough handyman in the Prince's Mansion, not a full-time killer...... Killing me was not instructed by the prince, but by your own personal actions...... We have no grudges, and I don't believe you'll kill me a second time! ”

She turned around decisively, and behind her, the man in the cloth looked at her with complicated eyes, and finally did not make another move.

The rain was pouring down, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the people who were under heavy pressure were out of breath.

Ling Luoyu did not return to Ling Mansion, but turned to the western suburbs.