Night City

In a certain official's mansion, a dark shadow flashed from the sky in an instant, and the speed was extremely fast, which was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

Inside, a man sat at the tea table and leisurely sipping tea, his jade crown standing up his half-sandwiched silver hair, and his eyes were fierce and dark.

The man in black raised his hand and saluted, "As the Lord expected, he has returned to Night City." ”

The corners of the man's mouth twitched, and his eyes were full of murderous intent,

"Tell the others to be treated well tonight."

"Yes, Lord! By the way, this is the medicine handed over to the Lord by He Laoming's subordinates. ”

The man in black took out a small brocade box, and the man opened the brocade box casually, looking at the contents of the brocade box with some curiosity.

"What is this?"

"Back to the Lord, this is a poison recently developed by He Lao, called Soul Eater."

"Soul Eater?"

"Yes. He Lao said that this soul-devouring medicine is ruthless, once poisoned, there is only one year left to live, and the process of its medicinal properties, He Lao said that he wrote it in the brocade box. ”

The man cautiously picked up a small note on the side of the brocade box, and his eyes flashed,

"It's really worthy of the name Soul Eater!" He remembered something again, and his eyes rolled, "Preparation of the Soul Devouring Antidote......

"Rest assured, the subordinates have repeatedly confirmed to Elder He that the Soul Devouring Poison is colorless and tasteless, and it will not be as easy to detect as Rotten Heart San, even Wei Ye can't match it, only He Lao has an antidote."

The man looked at the soul eater inside the brocade box with satisfaction and was silent for a moment. A sinister smile appeared in his eyes,

"Now that it's a lamb to the slaughter, why don't you keep it for fun and appreciation?"

"The Lord Means ......"

The man pushes the brocade box towards the man in black,

"Let him be the first person to have a soul eater, and maybe by then, this seat will see the old man."

His eyes were vicious, and a grim smile appeared on his face.

At night, the cold wind in the city at night continued, and there was sporadic light rain, and a group of black figures flashed silently on the roofs of the city, and they went to the Prime Minister's Mansion in unison.

In the night, two figures, one yellow and one blue, stood on the roof.

Qingfeng looked at the secret guard who was already close to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and said,

"Lord Wang, I always feel that this operation is too smooth."

The corners of the mouth under the silver mask hooked.

"He has been acting cautiously in the past three years, and this news must be his trick to catch turtles in the urn ......"

Qingfeng frowned lightly, "Then why ......?"

"After working so hard to plan such a one, wouldn't someone like him want to accept it with his own eyes?"

A magnetic, beautiful voice whispered in the night sky.

"What does the prince mean is that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind?"

He smiled confidently.

A group of black shadows had just sneaked into the Prime Minister's Mansion, and for a while, another group of black-clothed people appeared around them and surrounded them, and the two sides instantly started fighting......

On the roof not far away, a man with a full-face mask stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the Prime Minister's Mansion with countless casualties viciously.

"Lord, the man was not found in the group of men in black."

The man in black flew up to the roof, the sword in his hand dripping blood, and there were scattered blood on his forehead.

The man was silent, his gaze becoming more and more gloomy, and his fists clenched behind his back.

"After three years of waiting, we finally met again."

There was a magnetic and pleasant sound behind him, and the man and the man in black turned around suddenly, and two figures, one yellow and one blue, appeared in front of them instantly.

Looking at the corners of his mouth that always had a hint of a smile under the silver mask, the man's eyes under the mask were full of murderous intent, and he snorted coldly,

"Stinky boy, you're getting smarter."

He replied casually, "Each other." ”

"I was worried that you wouldn't show up tonight, but I didn't expect to fall into the net."

Qing Feng beside him was one step ahead of him, holding a sword and flying towards the black-clothed man beside him, two figures, one blue and one black, staggering back and forth in the air at high speed.

He was holding a jade flute, and the corners of his yellow shirt flew in the air.

The man smiled, "Now I have long surpassed Wei Ye in his heyday, just by you." Want to fight me too? ”

The man's wrist flipped, and his hands instantly condensed two extremely strong internal breaths.

"Don't talk nonsense."

He pulled his sword out of the jade flute, held the flute in one hand and the sword in the other, and stabbed the man at a rapid speed.

While the man was surprised that the person in front of him was not inferior to Wei Ye, he instantly knocked out two internal breaths in his palm.

The yellow figure quickly dodged, and quickly attacked the man from another place.

The moment before the sword was about to touch him, the man disappeared in place in an instant, his eyes darkened under the silver mask, and he fixed himself to look at the man with a full-face mask who appeared not far behind him.

"I don't want to fight you today, I hope to have the opportunity to meet next time."

As soon as the voice fell. The man jumped off the roof.

He was about to catch up when Qingfeng suddenly fell in front of him, a mouthful of blood spitting out of his mouth.

He looked coldly at the man in black who injured Qingfeng not far away, his figure flashed, and without waiting for the man in black to react, he clicked on his acupoint, and he looked at the man in black coldly,

"Where did he go?"

The corner of the man in black's mouth hooked, and a silver needle flew out of his mouth unexpectedly, on the side of his body, although he was dodging, but because the distance was too close, there was a tingling pain from his mouth, he raised his hand to pinch the neck of the man in black, his eyes were full of murderous intent,

"Qingfeng, kill him."

Qingfeng clutched his chest and walked up to the man in black and held his sword against his throat.

The magnetic and beautiful voice came again,

"He hurt you a point. Give him back ten, don't let him die too happily. ”

With that, he raised his hand to wipe a little blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a small bamboo tube from his waist, lit it and released it into the night sky.

……

Jinrong took a cloak and draped it on Ling Ling, and as soon as she sat in the courtyard, she sat until night.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Jinrong pursed her lips,

"Miss, it's windy at night, let's go back to the house early to rest, isn't there a final competition tomorrow?"

Her eyes always looked at the starless night sky, and her lips opened lightly,

"Before I woke up, I had a nightmare, and somehow, I still don't feel well."

"Doesn't it mean that dreams and reality are opposites? Why should Miss care! ”

She sighed softly, "yes, why bother! ”

It's just that he is suddenly not around, and in the face of tomorrow's game, she has a lot less confidence.

"Look, Miss!"

Two figures, one red and one black, appeared at the entrance of the courtyard, and Jinrong was a little surprised.

Seeing Qi Yi and Yan Yun looking at her at the door with some embarrassment, Ling Ling turned his head to Jin Rong and said,

"Help me call them in, it's getting late, you can go back and rest first."

Jinrong looked at Ling Ling with some hesitation, and said helplessly,

"Yes, miss."

Qi Yi and Yan Yun walked up to her, Yan Yun took out a small porcelain bottle and put it on the stone table next to her, and smiled faintly at her.

"I heard that you insist on competing with Han Tian tomorrow, this bottle of elixir was found by accident, and it has a miraculous effect on removing the residual poison from the body, if you can trust me......"

"Thank you."

Ling Ling took the porcelain vase without hesitation. The miserable little face looked at Yan Yun with some doubts, "I don't know, how to take it?" ”

Yan Yun paused, then smiled, "Take one pill every day before going to bed." ”

"Okay."

She opened the porcelain bottle, took a pill, chewed for a while, she frowned and quipped to Yan Yun,

"Hmm...... It doesn't taste very good. ”

"Haha. You're really funny. ”

I thought that Ling Ling would refuse the pill she sent, but I didn't expect her to eat it without saying a word! Yan Yun couldn't help but appreciate her more and more in her heart.

"I'm tired of standing, so sit down and talk."

Ling Ling said softly.

Qi Yi, who had been silent since he came in, reached the stone bench beside Ling Ling, he raised his hand to pick up the teapot on the stone table, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Ling Ling, no emotion could be seen on his handsome and evil face.

Ling Ling took the teacup and raised his eyebrows to look at him, "Young Master Qi, what are you doing here?" ”

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