People often compare white to righteousness and black to evil, but they ignore an important detail.

Pure color also means - meaningless.

White can be to forget everything, black can be to reject everything.

So, what does cloudy black mean?

The night wind blowing violently in the sky and the magic power in his hand were mixed together, and the originally turbid and pitch-black magic became deeper and more unstable.

Ling Yi stood on the balcony, his eyes slightly closed, quietly controlling the flow and weaving of magic power.

With all kinds of spells engraved on the soul, there is no need to even chant incantations, and only summons a black creature like a lizard with a simple mana consumption, but it is even smaller than a gecko in terms of size.

"-- Go ahead."

With Ling Yi's order, the lizard-like demon crawled out of the balcony and dived into the darkness at a speed that ordinary people couldn't react to.

"Karna, report on your side."

The demon had already been dispatched, and it would take a little time to gather information, so Ling Yi contacted Karna through the spell.

"Master, I'm sorry. I didn't succeed in dealing with Saber, a self-proclaimed conqueror who suddenly interrupted the battle, and now actually sent an invitation to all the Heroic Spirits, making it unclear what he was thinking. ”

Karna's voice was heard, revealing an indescribable strangeness.

"Really? That's fine, with him to help attract attention, it's convenient for me. Ling Yi pondered for a while and ordered, "Jihua change, do your best to delay time, disrupt the battle situation, and then wait for my next instructions." ”

Originally, it was planned to let Karna take the opportunity to deal with one or two servants, but since the conqueror king intervened, he had to move on to the next step, taking advantage of the further chaos of the battle situation to fish in troubled waters.

"I see, be careful yourself, if there is any danger, please summon it immediately with a spell."

"Don't worry, I'm not a scheming person. What's more—" Ling Yi opened his eyes and stared at his palm, clenching as if grasping something intangible.

"-- Those who fear battle will never get the fruits of victory."

After ending the conversation, Ling Yi looked at the brightly lit night scene, and from this angle, he could even see the battlefield of the Heroic Spirits, the dark port area.

The pace of war has never stopped.

"It's time to go."

Ling Yi smiled leisurely, left the balcony and returned to the living room, carrying the unconscious Sora on his shoulder.

In terms of his current strength, the weight of a mere person is no different from a feather in a book.

Without even making a sound, he left the hotel directly through the safe passage. Because carrying a person from the main entrance of the hotel will definitely be stopped by the waiter at the counter.

It was close to twelve o'clock, and the winter nights were always sparsely populated, and there were not many people in sight on the streets, only a few cars passing by.

Despite this, in order to avoid revealing his whereabouts, Ling Yi chose to return to the hotel from the alley.

A few minutes later, Ling Yi returned to the hotel room, threw Sora on the bed casually, ignored it and left directly.

She fell into a deep consciousness sleep after falling into her own magic, even if she has the bloodline of an excellent demon family and has a good resistance to magic, but if she falls into this kind of magic, if no one cancels it, it will generally take three or four days to wake up.

So Ling Yi didn't worry that she would run away at all, and he didn't even bother to tie a rope or anything to her, so he left the hotel and took a taxi to the street to go to the residential area.

"Did you just come to Fuyuki City, sir?" On the way, the driver was probably more talkative, and immediately opened the conversation, but the tone was a little strange.

"Weishenme asked?"

Ling Yi asked suspiciously while looking at the street scene outside the car window.

"It's been a lot of peace in here lately." The driver sighed, and then said worriedly: "I heard that there is a case nearby, which makes people panic, and I usually don't meet a few guests at night, and I will also consider changing jobs if this continues." ”

"Case?" Ling Yi was stunned.

"Yes, I heard that the murderer is still drawing some magic array on the floor, it seems that he is a mentally abnormal madman, I really hope that the police will catch the murderer quickly." The driver kept complaining.

"Oh, that's right." Ling Yi couldn't help but smile, isn't the murderer or something Yusheng Ryunosuke? But he can't kill anyone anymore, and the police can't find him.

"I didn't care about it, I was in a bit of a hurry to go to a friend's house tonight, and I accidentally made it a little late."

Across the bank from Xindu is a residential area, but Ling Yi feels more like a deep mountain town.

Half of the houses are Japanese-style houses, and the other half are rare Western-style villas.

Ling Yi walked in the silent deep mountain streets with his hands in his pockets, although it was quieter and darker than the new capital, it did not affect the sense between him and the demon, even if his eyes were closed, he could walk next to the demon.

From the moment it started, the demon had stopped moving.

This shows that it has completed the task assigned by Ling Yi and successfully found the location of the target.

"Is it here?"

Ling Yi raised his head and observed the villa in front of him, on the surface, it was a little richer than ordinary people, it occupied a larger area, and the mansion had an old atmosphere from the inside out.

The colors tend to be dull, and the style gives a heavy feeling.

As if sensing his master's movements, the demon quickly crawled to Ling Yi's feet.

"Looks like that's right." Ling Yi's eyes narrowed, and he once again sent the Demon Sect to check if there was a defensive guard.

The message came back that 'no warning measures'.

Receiving this unexpected information, Ling Yi frowned instead, he really couldn't imagine that as a hundred-year-old Demon Dao family, he didn't even have a little precautionary measure.

Is it self-confidence? Or do you feel that there is no danger to come to the door, so it is not necessary?

In short, Ling Yi didn't understand what the old monster thought, anyway, no matter what the reason, it was impossible to come and return empty-handed.

Looking at the iron fence blocking in front of him, Ling Yi wanted to climb over directly, but suddenly an idea moved in his mind and he set his eyes on the doorbell.

-- Press.

No one?

- Press again.

Ling Yi was a little speechless, what time was it, could it be that even the old monster was sleeping?

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

Just as Ling Yi was thinking about whether to break in, someone finally spoke, and although his tone remained calm, he still couldn't help but reveal a trace of coldness.

"Hello, I'm a friend of Mr. Jian Tong Dirty Yan, can I bother to open the door?"

This time I didn't come to ask for someone, Ling Yi didn't have to speak so politely.

But his tone seemed to have the opposite effect.

"Friend of the master? Who are you? The maid suddenly became deferential.

"Tell him that I'm here to do business, a girl and a wish business, and ask him what he thinks?"

Probably because Ling Yi spoke too bluntly, the maid hesitated for a while, feeling that this matter was not something she could manage, so she said, "Please wait a while." ”

(I can't afford to update QAQ)