If she had only heard Liu Fusheng say before, Lin Xin'er might still be a little suspicious, but now that she has seen it with her own eyes, she no longer dares to have any luck before there is no antidote.

"Don't provoke me to kill you right now and avenge my mother!" Lin Xin'er saw that Ximen Jingxuan had no intention of giving in at all, so she had to move out of the grievances between them again.

It's just that she approached Ximen Jingxuan and said in a very low voice, and she didn't want Yang Chen to hear the grievances between them.

This time, Lin Xin'er moved from the side of Ximen Jingxuan.

The two of them crossed their figures, as if passing by, Lin Xin'er lifted her breath and jumped into the distance, while Ximen Jingxuan stood still, his hand on his waist, and hot blood flowed from his fingertips.

"Lord Wang!"

Yang Chen clearly saw that Ximen Jingxuan had a knife stuck in his waist, which was a very ordinary dagger.

Lin Xin'er actually hurt the prince again!

Yang Chen couldn't wait to turn around and chase after him, even if he couldn't beat him, he had to fight again, but because of the injured Ximen Jingxuan, he didn't dare to leave.

He regretted that he didn't bring more people here, he should have thought that as long as the prince met Lin Xin'er, the possibility of suffering would increase.

"Go back to the palace." Ximen Jingxuan stood upright in the night, his waist stopped, and his body did not move, as if he had not been injured at all.

However, the slightly tired tone showed that his confidence was not so sufficient.

Yang Chen thought that his injuries were not light, but in fact, he knew how much the knife had hurt him, and what made him tired and weak was the headache that seemed to tear his head apart.

In the palace, the silver-faced man escaped with great effort, not so much as escaping, but because he had a good life and raised a group of eagles that were more loyal than people.

He was desperately snatched away from the siege by the eagles, and this time, the eagles did not obey his orders, and when they saw that their master was trapped, they desperately rescued him.

For this, two more eagles were injured and one died.

The team of eagles was damaged one after another, and there were no more strong eagles left.

After this catastrophe, the silver-faced man decided to fly out of the capital overnight with the remaining eagles and return to Qixing Mountain.

Of course, he didn't forget to put this account on the heads of Lin Xin'er and Ximen Jingxuan, although the eagle is not a human, he still wants to avenge them.

Ximen Jingxuan didn't even have the strength to find Liu Fusheng this time, and returned to the Xuan Palace, locked up in Mo Yaxuan alone, so that he could try not to "think wildly", suppressing the headache, and it didn't take long for him to fall into a coma, and the feeling of headache gradually disappeared with his coma.

In the Plum Blossom Garden, although Mrs. Mei really wanted to go to Ximen Jingxuan, she herself seemed to be drained, and she couldn't get up, let alone do something again.

Lin Xin'er returned to Butterfly Valley in one breath, those thirteen people were still practicing, for this, no one had to bother at all, they had absolute consciousness.

Lin Xin'er walked into the thatched house where she lived, and there was still a charcoal basin burning in the house, which was prepared for her by Huangfu Yanchong.

Hearing the movement, Huangfu Yanchong quickly rushed over and saw Lin Xin'er sitting beside the charcoal basin in despair.

"What's wrong?" Huangfu Yan Chong squatted beside her and asked with concern.

"I stabbed him again." Lin Xin'er looked at the burnt red charcoal and muttered.

Huangfu Yan Chong naturally knew who Lin Xin'er was referring to.

"Then he should understand how deep my enmity is with him, right? Forget about our feelings, and he'll be better. The first day of the new year is coming soon, and before that, I will never leave Butterfly Valley again, if you need anything, Brother Huangfu, you can do it. Lin Xin'er said, turning her head sideways and looking at Huangfu Yanchong.

Her voice was flat, her eyes were not shiny, and her face was a little pale.

The twenty-third day of the lunar month, the year of the year. Approaching the end of the year, the atmosphere of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new is stronger.

Although a lot of major events have happened in the capital this year, but in the end, they have all passed, and the new year will be ushered in.

Lin Xin'er followed what she said and never left Butterfly Valley again.

The combat skills of the thirteen people have developed by leaps and bounds, and the offensive and defensive with Lin Xin'er in the Butterfly Valley is no longer as easy to break as it was at the beginning, and with the hidden techniques learned in the past, it has become a team with great combat effectiveness.

There are not many people but fine, and these thirteen people are a team of elite soldiers who can flexibly respond to battles.

Although these people have great skills, none of them thought of dealing with Lin Xin'er, their value for Lin Xin'er has increased with their level, and they have already identified this master.

Although Lin Xin'er is young, she can't help but admit that she has learned a lot and knows a lot. Some of the things she learned in the Water Moon Palace, and some of them she read from the books she found when the Lin family was lonely. After all, Lin Bo was born as a military general, and there is no shortage of books on combat at home.

At the end of the winter, everyone in Butterfly Valley blended into each other and became good brothers.

"When the New Year is dealt with, you can go back to see your relatives." Lin Xin'er treated those exiled prisoners humanely.

The prisoner touched his smooth, unbranded face and thanked him sincerely.

By the end of the year, Mrs. May was still in weak health and had not fully recovered from her injuries.

Winter itself is not conducive to recuperating from injuries, although her injury is not critical, but the silver-faced man is also accurate, if she can't kill her, it will also make her difficult to recover, the injury in the abdomen is not comparable to the injury on her chest that she calculated, it doesn't seem to be in danger of the chest, but it is much worse than the injury on the chest.

"Self-inflicted."

Ximen Zhen, who has been living in the palace, said coldly after getting the news of King Xuan's mansion.

A small white snake wrapped around his arm, spitting out a long tongue. The snake has a few silvery-white sequins on its body, which blends with the snake's body, and can also be mixed with the snow on the ground, so it is not easy for people to see it.

The white sequins have countless pinholes, and naturally they function the same as leaves.

Those pinholes are the messages that Simon has received.

Ximenyin is in the hands of the silver-faced man who trained the eagle, but there is still no answer to the last trick he left, and if he can't find the last trick, Ximenyin can't die.

This is a very nerve-wracking thing for Ximen Yin, Ximen Yin may make a move at any time when he is alive, and he will also devour the bitter fruit of his return to the mountain at any time.

However, to Simon's novelty, the little white snake also brought him another interesting piece of news.

A person who should no longer be thought of has almost left trouble in the palace, but I wonder if this trouble, which has now been lifted, will be like a candle that has not burned out, blown by the right wind and burned again?

Gu Tingcheng, can you really hide it from the world and King Xuan?