On the way back to the post station from the school field, Twelve's mind was full of the figures of the four mercenaries, and the strong aura exuded from their bodies made her blood boil!

"Mom. The little milk bag arched uncomfortably into Twelve's arms, tugging at the placket of her clothes, and her little face was embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Twelve lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice, his palm caressing his back, only to find that the little guy was actually trembling!

As soon as her footsteps stopped, on the left side was the rippling moat, the river bank was long and green, and not far away was the majestic outline of the imperial city, the breeze was blowing on her face, blowing the green silk on her shoulders, Twelve pursed her lips, stuffed the little milk bag into Lan Xin's arms behind her, pulled out the dagger in the riding boots, and the nerves in her body were highly tense.

"Since you're here, why hide your head and show your tail?" her cold voice lingered on the empty riverbank, startling the birds perched in the weeping willows fluttering their wings and flying, quiet, deathly quiet, only a dangerous killing intent lingering at her side, Twelve was most familiar with this bloody aura, her eyes sank, and she clenched the dagger in her hand.

Puff - puff - a few heavy objects fell to the ground sound, and then a strong smell of blood quickly floated in, twelve eyebrows frowned, Huo Ran turned around, and saw a towering ancient tree, out of a figure, he was dressed in a fiery bewitching brocade robe, the placket on the chest was bronzing, only a loose black ribbon was tied around the waist, the green silk was casually wrapped with a silver ribbon and draped on the back, two pokes of hair fell naturally from the forehead, the slender ten fingers were bloodstained, a pair of shining peach blossom eyes, and there were all kinds of amorous.

"Is that you?" Twelve was quite surprised, she thought that the person who came was the killer, but she didn't expect it to be Ling Yuhan!

"Here's the guy you're looking for. Ling Yu leaned lazily against the stump, pointed to the position behind the tree, and when he looked at it, he saw a pool of red blood flowing down the lawn, Yun Ruohan's eyes were deep, and he faintly felt that this man who suddenly appeared and seemed to have a good relationship with the twelve made him unhappy.

Tomorrow night and Lan Xin had never seen Ling Yuhan, and when they saw that he was all dangling and his palms were stained with blood, they immediately protected the twelve behind him from left to right.

"I'll help you get rid of the tail behind you, at least you smile at me. Ling Yuhan only shook his body, and the next second he appeared behind Twelve, the speed was so fast that even Yun Ruohan didn't see it clearly, everyone gasped, only feeling that this bewitching man was extremely dangerous.

"Master—" exclaimed Tomorrow Night.

Twelve only raised his hand slightly, "It's okay." ”

If Ling Yuhan wanted to be unfavorable to her, he would have made a move a long time ago, why wait until now? With his mysterious cultivation, it was easy to take her life, the last time he was in Biyue Residence, what he showed was the realm of martial arts, but Twelve felt that it was wrong, faintly, she felt that it was not all of Ling Yuhan's strength, at least he definitely had reservations!

"I didn't ask you to help, it's you meddling yourself, what do you have to do with me?" Twelve eyebrows were cold, and looked sideways at Ling Yuhan standing beside her, the distance between them was very close, so close that she could clearly see the pores on his face, a man can be so beautiful and thrilling, it is really amazing, his face is like a masterpiece of ghostly workmanship, enchanting with a bit of ruffianism, lazy with a bit of natural nobility, as if he wants cholera, the demon of the world, is about to make a fortune.

Ling Yuhan squinted happily when he heard this, he put one hand on Twelve's shoulder, his chin was against her neck socket, greedily sucking the light body fragrance on her body, "Women occasionally have to be fragile to be likable, always so stubborn, it will be annoying." ”

He spit out ambiguous words, his eyes were full of brilliance, he hooked his lips and sneered, pushed him away with his backhand, swept the position on his shoulder that he had touched, and said in a deep voice: "I don't need anyone's liking, no matter who it is! If you want to hate me, just hate it, I don't care." She shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, turned around and didn't look at Ling Yuhan again, ready to leave.

This man always gave her a strange feeling, as if they had known each other for a long time, but Twelve rummaged through the memories in her head, and was sure that she had never seen him, and if she had, how could she not have any image of such a brilliant man?

Ling Yuhan's eyes were burning as he looked at her indifferent back, the smile on his lips became more and more intense, she was still so stubborn, saying a soft word, saying a word of thanks, was it still difficult? Seeing her erect a cold fortress for herself, Ling Yuhan's heart throbbed slightly.

"Ruyi ......" red lips opened slightly, and the lingering words faded away with the wind.

Twelve's steps paused, and in the next second, she continued to walk forward, her sensitive hearing naturally listened to Ling Yuhan's low voice in her ears, he called Ruyi, not Twelve, for some reason, this cognition made Twelve's heart slightly astringent, she shook her head, and shook out this messy thought.

On the way back, everyone was silent on each other, they were all guessing who the man in red was, and what was the relationship with Twelve? But no one dared to ask, just because the twelve who walked in front of the body were really frightening, there was a small note in the palm of Twelve's hand, which was specially stuffed into the shirt on her shoulder when Ling Yuhan approached her, and if it was written, Twelve had seen it, it was nothing more than the identity of those killers, it was the fourth-order master that Sima Yi invited from Huamanlou! It's just a pity that they met Ling Yuhan and the whole army was wiped out.

When she passed by the mercenary guest house, she saw the four contestants who participated in the tryout pass in front of her, and she entered the guest house without even looking at her with her eyes.

"Phew, what a thing. Yun Ruoshui spat at their backs, her face was indignant, she just didn't want someone to be disrespectful to Twelve!

Maybe it was because her voice was so loud that the person who had already stepped into the guest house with one foot turned around suddenly, her cold and bloodthirsty gaze was like a knife piercing Yun Ruoshui's heart, her scalp was numb, no one had ever stared at her like this, like a poisonous snake spitting out a core, a cool air "rubbed" on her back, Yun Ruoshui swallowed a few times uneasily, and moved to the side of Twelve.

Yun Ruohan was just about to step in front of her, but was preempted by Twelve, her eyebrows were cold, she sifted Yun Ruoshui's wrist, pulled her behind her, and her thin body stood straight in front of the four mercenary team members who were eyeing her, and one person carried down the fierce murderous aura from the four people.

The little milk bag writhed restlessly back and forth in her arms, Ming Ye and Lan Xin stood behind her left and right, Yun Ruohan also stood beside her, the number of people on both sides was different, and the momentum was comparable, in front of the mercenary guest house, the wind was gusting, and everyone's clothes fluttered and flew up.

"Huh?" an old man came out of it, he was dressed in rags, with his back bent, holding a gold ingot in his hand, white hair and white beard, and he looked like he had the smell of fairy wind bones.

The four mercenaries suddenly reined in their formidable momentum, and respectfully hugged their fists at him and said, "Teacher." ”

Twelve's eyebrows curled, teacher? She had never heard of any mercenary team brought out by the same teacher, squinted her eyes, and carefully looked at the old man in front of her, who seemed to be unsightly, but the more she looked at Twelve, the more surprised she became, this person, she couldn't even detect the slightest surge of fighting spirit?

"Don't block at the door, or get out of here, or go in by yourself. The old man didn't look at the twelve and others, he waved his big hand, and his expression was extremely impatient, but the mercenary who was still majestic just now was like a mouse seeing a cat at this moment, and they all entered the guest house with their butts between them.

"Young man, it's not a good thing to be sharp, beware of kicking the iron plate. The old man twisted the two white whiskers on his chin and said to the twelve.

"Thank you for your kindness. Twelve nodded indifferently, glanced at the old man deeply, and led Yun Ruohan and the others to turn away, her back was indifferent and cold, the old man shook his head, and knew that she had never listened to her words, "A good haode seedling, if you really die on this forbearance, then it is called a tyrannical thing." He sighed for a long time, put the gold ingots on his teeth, bit it, and turned around and entered the guest house.

If the twelve knew about the affairs of the Xuanwu Continent, she should know that this old man was an important minister who once followed the Xuanwu Founding Emperor to fight the world, but it was a pity that the family fell into the middle of the road, and his father was high and powerful, but he was suspicious of the king, and the family died, and the fleeing escaped, Zuihou relied on his own hard cultivation to enter the peak of the twelfth order of Wuzun, and he could step into the realm of the Martial Emperor in just one step.

He is one of the legends of the Xuanwu Continent today, and the first director of the mercenary guest house - Mu Shaoqiu!

Yun Ruohan was absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking along the way, and even Yun Ruoshui ignored him when he talked to him, but Yun Ruoshui was angry enough.

"Sister Ruyi, what do you say my brother is thinking?" After entering the post station, Twelve sat in the lobby, asked for a pot of tea and some side dishes to drink, everyone sat around a table, Yun Ruoshui pointed to Yun Ruohan, who was contemplative opposite, and asked Twelve.

"He's your brother, not mine, how do I know?" Twelve asked indifferently, she had already discovered that since the old man appeared, Yun Ruohan's reaction began to become very strange, as if she was thinking about something, and seemed to be contradicting something, but she had never been interested in guessing other people's thoughts, so she only focused on dialing peanut kernels for the little milk bag in her arms, and stuffed them into his mouth one by one, watching him eat with bulging cheeks, which was very fulfilling.

"Miss Sima......" Yun Ruo raised his head in the cold, his face solemn.

Yun Ruoshui interrupted him with a scream: "Brother, why are you called Miss Sima? ”

Twelve didn't refuse, the name was just a code name for her, not worth mentioning at all, when she was an agent before, she had countless names, but zuihou can make her remember for a lifetime and deeply unforgettable, only twelve, this cold mechanical number! This is the most glorious and proud name she has ever had, who once didn't know that the Huaxia secret service team has a pair of sisters, twelve and thirteen, the two of them joined forces to kill the enemy, and the task they handled never failed, almost 100% successful.

It's a pity that Zuihou died at the hands of her most trusted biological sister.

Click!

A peanut shattered in Twelve's palm, and she threw the crumbs to the ground nonchalantly, looking at Yun Ruohan with cold eyes: "What do you want to say?"