"Say!" a cold snort completely wiped out his sanity.

"It's Miss Sima, it's Miss Sima! It's she who gave us a commission to assassinate you, really, you believe me!" The killer prostrate on the ground, his hands hanging weakly to his side, and he kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, his forehead was red from the fine stones on the ground, and there was faint blood oozing out.

"Good. Twelve smiled coldly, she cut off the killer's head with a clean knife, didn't look at the mess on the ground, turned over and jumped into the carriage, but when she entered the carriage, she frowned, only to smell a foul smell rushing towards her, and there was a puddle of filth in the narrow carriage, which was clearly Lan Xin's masterpiece.

She shouldn't have brought this maid out to practice!

Twelve sighed in distress, and then, at the bright night with shining eyes outside the carriage, he ordered: "Don't take the carriage, let's ride to the border one by one!"

If it weren't for Lan Xin, a delicate maid, how could she buy a carriage?

Throwing Lan Xin on the horse's back, turning over on the horse, his movements were indescribably free and easy, looking at Ming Ye who was stunned, "What are you doing in a daze?" The cold voice pierced his eardrums, and he hurried to get on the horse tomorrow night.

"Ride!" the whip was waved in the air, and the horse screamed in pain, and galloped all the way with its hooves.

Lan Xin was awakened by the bumps along the way, her stomach acid began to churn, and she was about to open her mouth to vomit, when Twelve immediately said sharply: "If you dare to vomit again, I will throw you down!"

She does what she says!

Lan Xin was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth and swallowed the desire to vomit.

After two days and nights, he finally arrived at the border at dusk on the third day.

Twelve and first pulled the reins, and the horse was so tired that he fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and his limbs twitched, obviously tired.

"Tsk. She pursed her lips in annoyance, the border town was full of people, it looked very spectacular, this town did not belong to one of the four countries, because the geographical location is really difficult to divide, and the four countries have been quarreling over it for a long time, so that the ownership of the town has not yet been clearly determined.

On the tall city wall, the three words of Black Dragon Town are engraved, the twelve bodies are dusty, followed by Lan Xin with a miserable face, and the bright night with red lips and white teeth, this combination, how strange it looks.

The blood-stained linen clothes on her body have long been replaced, although her appearance is delicate and ordinary, but her dark and deep eyes are as sharp as knives, forcing people's souls, the town is very lively, in teahouses and restaurants, Goldman Sachs talks one after another.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, my weapons here are definitely first-class and good! Hair is like mud, everyone hurry up and take a look and choose one, good quality and low price......" The vendor shouted loudly, holding two weapons in his hand and constantly rubbing faint sparks.

Twelve, who carried a large knife without a scabbard at his waist, only glanced at the stall in a hurry, and did not stop.

"Sell rouge gouache. ”

"Human-grade elixir, only twenty gold coins each, get it quickly!"

......

The streets are lined with stalls, and there is more of a taste of freedom here than the solemn and quaint of the imperial city.

Twelve walked all the way, only looking at it but not buying it, she hadn't seen what she liked, not to mention, she was really shy in her pocket.

It's Lan Xin, from time to time, touching and bumping, looking at everything and feeling novel, the horror of rushing has long been left behind by her, the whole person is so excited that her face is blushing, and she is silent every night, always keeping a distance of two steps from Twelve.

"Miss, look at this mask. Lan Xin grabbed a colorful mask and excitedly showed it to Twelve.

"Yes. Twelve glanced at it lightly, and lost interest, she had never been interested in such impractical things.

Lan Xin suddenly shrugged her shoulders as if she had been hit, "Miss, don't you like it?"

"Yes. Twelve looked at her pitiful appearance, and suddenly became joking, and the corners of her lips raised an elegant smile, like a delicate flower in full bloom!

A plain appearance, but it can unconsciously awe-inspiring people's souls, making people feel a sense of amazement, a proud demeanor, and the pair of cold black eyes are more and more charming.

"What is it?" Lan's eyes lit up, waiting for Twelve's next words.

"Yes......" Twelve was just about to tease her, but suddenly, the crowd suddenly stirred, and everyone changed their faces together, the bustling street just now, at this moment, it was a deathly silence, and the needle drop could be heard!

The sound of the wheels gurgling came from far and near, and only the shadow of a flag was faintly seen, fluttering majestically in the air.

The hawkers threw themselves down one after another, the scene was spectacular, the movements were neat, as if they had been trained countless times.

"Are they going to kneel?" Lan Xin looked inexplicable, twelve swept her coldly, she shut up with interest, and the three of them learned the posture of everyone, squatting on the ground, squatting, not kneeling.

It's just that the crowd is so dense that no one notices.

The afterglow of the twelfth glanced at the approaching carriage, and a huge black flag was inlaid with the word "Zhou" in white silk thread! The carriage was luxurious, and two red lanterns hung on both sides of the eaves, both with the word Zhou pasted on them.

The people in the carriage are definitely either rich or noble! The people in front of them are a group of imposing martial artists, judging from the fighting spirit that emanates, the lowest is also the sixth order of fighting spirit, and the highest is actually ten orders!

Twelve's heart was shocked, who was in this carriage, and he could let a martial artist of the tenth order of fighting spirit be used by him?

The bottom of his heart shook a few times, and Twelve lowered his head slightly, his expression was the same.

As the carriage passed past them, a loud shout broke the dead silence of the street: "You!weishenme don't kneel?"

A sixth-order martial artist was wearing armor, his sword was aimed directly at Lan Xin, he looked down at her condescendingly, and asked in a cold voice!

Lan Xin was shocked by these vindictive words, and sat down on the cold floor, her eyes turned red with fear, and she could only turn her eyes for help.

This look is good, the guard who originally only noticed her alone, immediately looked at Twelve, and was surprised to find that this person didn't kneel! Seeing that she should be a foreigner, her face suddenly eased, and her eyes were cold: "The city lord returns to the city, whether it is a local or a visitor, all of them must kneel to greet you, and if you are a first-time offender, you can kneel down immediately The city lord can be extrajudicial and save your life." ”

Twelve eyebrows raised, let her kneel?

She got up with her clothes and stood proudly in front of the guards, her face was fearless, only a sneering smile, and she said aloud: "Why do you want to kneel?"

She has never bent her knees even to Emperor Xuanwu, and now she wants to kneel a city lord?

Is it possible?

Tomorrow night, he pulled up Lan Xin, who was trembling on the ground, and stood firmly on the side of Twelve, looking like he would rather die than obey, which made the guards grit their teeth in anger!

His arm trembled, the sword let out a humming, and the coercion of the sixth-order fighting spirit rushed straight towards the three of them, and the twelve felt a heavy momentum coming towards her, like a big stone, pressing on her body, compared to the coercion of Sima Xiong's ninth-level fighting spirit, she could still bear this momentum!

Tomorrow night, his face was already pale, and Lan Xin was even more shaky, among the three of them, there were twelve and one people with a pale face and a proud and fearless face!

People live for a lifetime, and only dignity can never be thrown away!

Twelve was proud, his eyes were as cold as a knife, his backbone was straight, he stood in front of Ming Ye and Lan Xin, his big hand waved from top to bottom, and a gentle fighting spirit quickly wrapped the two of them, isolating the terrifying coercion!

The guard sighed lightly, he took a closer look, but saw that the twelfth was no more than a second-order fighting spirit, but he was able to not fall under his own pressure, and could even protect his companions, and he didn't feel a touch of admiration rising in his heart! Even if her strength was low, everything she did should be respected by the martial artist, "Little baby, you kneel down quickly, I can save you from the pain of flesh and skin." ”

There is a sense of admiration, and the guards can't help but persuade bitterly, this little baby doesn't know the prestige of the city lord when he first comes to the border town, and that person is a ruthless lord, who smiles humbly at you in the last second, and can make you head in a different place in the next second, who is not afraid of him in this town?

Twelve hooked the corners of his mouth disdainfully, and his thin lips opened slightly: "I refuse!"

The three words are fluttering lightly, clean and neat, like a thunderclap, and they exploded in everyone's ears.

Is this man crazy?

That's a sixth-order martial artist, she is the city lord's guard, and she dares to openly contradict it!

Everyone felt uncertain, and secretly raised their heads and looked at the arrogant and outstanding woman standing on the street, dressed in white.

A chuckle came from inside the carriage, and with a slender wrist, the golden curtain was gently opened, and the guard immediately bowed his head, put his fist on his chest, knelt down on one knee, and with absolute piety, offered the most sincere and solemn loyalty to those who walked out of the carriage!

Twelve raised his eyebrows and looked faintly at the so-called city lord who was coming out of the carriage.

A luxurious brocade robe, embroidered with dragon patterns, the belt covered with delicate jade, a cloud hair shawl, casually put on the chest and back, the eyebrows are full of style, and the lips are a gentle smile, which is even more amazing!

Twelve's eyes flickered, and she stared intently at the legendary city lord.

"What are you thinking?" A breathing Ruolan's voice exploded in her ears, her shoulders were gently hugged, and a quiet fragrance of pear blossoms rushed from all directions, and her twelve eyes were surprised, and she looked at the city lord standing side by side with her.

What speed is this?

She was horrified! Her proud five senses could not see how he moved, not even a ghost!

Ming Ye was also shocked, and stepped forward, ready to rescue Twelve, but was shrouded from head to toe by a cold killing aura, his little face was white and bloodless, his chest was full of pain, blood was boiling, and a trace of blood stains came down the corner of his mouth.

What a terrible coercion!

What is the state of this person? Twelve fists tightened, the muscles of her body were highly tense, and the palm that he didn't seem to have experience with on her shoulder was like a plice, forcing her to be unable to move!

The muscles of his cheeks twitched slightly, and his bright black eyes were full of intense unwillingness!

The smile on the corner of the city lord's lips deepened a little, this woman is really interesting!

He let go of his hand, his body shook twice as soft as a bone, and immediately a guard removed a Taishi chair from the carriage, and he sat down lazily, every movement revealed a dangerous style!

The sunlight slanted down from the top of his head, faintly casting a halo over him.