The faint floral scent has gradually been masked by the disgusting smell of blood.

The combination of several flavors makes people more upset and irritable.

The sound outside was not small, but from the thick smell of blood, Situ Se could vaguely tell how many people were outside.

After Qi Yiting left, Situ Se took out the dagger from under the pillow as soon as possible.

Since the last time he was assassinated on the way to Bingzhu Villa, Qi Yiting had someone bring Situ Se a delicate dagger.

Qi Yiting didn't want Situ Se to have a chance to use this dagger, he just thought that he could protect Situ Se well.

However, he knew that he could not be by Situ Se's side all the time.

The dark guard is needed, but at a critical time, Situ Se still needs to rely on himself.

Situ Se sat on the bed, lowered the curtain, pretended to be asleep, held his breath, and held the dagger Qi Yiting gave her tightly in his hand.

At this time, Situ Se felt that time passed extremely slowly, and he was scared, and his heart was beating very fast.

As if hours had passed, a figure was slowly approaching Situ Se.

Situ Se desperately held the dagger in his hand, staring at the dark shadow that was approaching him, ready to fight the intruder for the death.

Three-step, two-step, one-step......

The timing of Situ Se's swing of the dagger was almost at the same time as the curtain was lifted.

The dagger quickly cut through the cold air, but the next moment, Situ Se's wrist was already firmly held by the visitor, and the dagger in his hand had already fallen into the other party's hand.

"It's me." The visitor smiled helplessly.

Only then did Situ Se see clearly that it was Qi Yiting, but Situ Se felt that something seemed wrong.

However, before Situ Se could react, the air that was still filled with the smell of blood suddenly wafted with a strange fragrance.

The aroma entered his nose, and Situ Se's consciousness quickly blurred.

"You, not ......" The domineering aroma made Situ Se completely lose consciousness and fall on the bed before he could even finish a sentence.

The corners of the visitor's mouth were slightly hooked, and he was still holding the dagger that Situ Se had just held in his hand, and gently placed the dagger on Situ Se's delicate cheek: "Although it looks a little worse now, it is also a rare beauty......

As he spoke, he remembered Situ Se's actions, and added: "It's still a little pepper, not bad......"

"How about her, it's not your turn to discuss." A cold voice swished from behind the man.

With those cold words, it was a short blade dyed with frost.

The short blade came quickly at the comer, and it was thrown quickly, and it did not hurt the vital point of the comer, but it was not a problem to drag the opponent's movements for a while.

"You're not afraid of accidentally hurting ......" The person who came was in pain, and he was also very surprised by Qi Yiting's actions.

After all, he still had a dagger in his hand, and he was so close to Situ Se, wasn't Qi Yiting afraid that he would accidentally injure Situ Se, or if he was angered, would he attack Situ Se directly?

However, before the person could finish speaking, he felt as if a black shadow was passing quickly in front of him, and the next moment, he was kicked by a big foot.