The night in the depths of winter is beautiful, and the soft moonlight tulle hangs down the earth like a beautiful beauty.

The people in the study were still so busy that they didn't have the heart to enjoy the scenery outside.

It's been a month, Ima, sorting out the papers on the desk, sighing silently, trying to persuade him to rest, but he opened his mouth but couldn't open his mouth after all, because even if he said it, he wouldn't listen, and even if he listened, he was casually perfunctory, and if he couldn't do it, he should bombard him to rest.

Meiyin followed Mu Li to train the army, Angus and Greck stayed in Starlight Ridge, and Brad went to do intelligence, and now Xia Feng is the only one by his side, and he is worried about not being able to take care of him.

"Master, go and take a rest!"

"Help me get Tong and Phirina here. ”

Xia Feng's answer made Ima stunned for three seconds before he realized what he said, and then smiled bitterly, accustomed to the reason for his refusal, and changed the content but did not adapt to it.

"Master, it's midnight, and they should have rested. He reminded him.

"Oh!" Xia Feng looked up and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice." ”

"What are you sorry for, you're so confused......" Ima frowned and wailed, but Xia Feng just smiled and lowered his head again.

Feeling sorry for the exhaustion that he couldn't hide, Ima walked to the window in a dejected manner, pushed open the window, and the fresh air came with a cold and strong face, which was refreshing, and at the same time, there was an amazing murderous aura.

"Master?" Ima's originally dejected gaze suddenly sharpened, and when she looked back at Xia Feng, her whole state was tense.

"You go!" Xia Feng commanded without raising his head, with an indifferent tone and a calm attitude, without any intention of stopping work.

"Yes!" Ima agreed, and at the same time, the huge body had already jumped out of the window, looking for the strange aura full of murderous intent and chased down.

It wasn't long before the door to the study was pushed open, and a masked man dressed in a dark blue coat walked in.

The silent night sky was broken by two extremely fast white lights, and Ima admired the speed of the man in black in front of him, showing a smile that was not a smile on his honest face, but the speed of the chase was obviously accelerated under his feet, and at the same time holding a knife in his right hand, when he was still two or three meters away from the man in black, he suddenly jumped up and jumped on top of his head and slashed down.

The man in black had a cold vest, instinctively jumped to the side half a step, narrowly dodging Ima's fatal blow, and before he fell back to the ground, the sword in the man in black was already wrapped in a cold sword light, Ima did not dodge, was not surprised, sneered and blocked the blow with his own broadsword, metal and metal collided with clusters of sparks, accompanied by a crisp sound that shone fiercely.

The man in black was clearly no match for Ima, exhausted and out of breath as he fought and retreated.

"With this strength, you dare to be a killer!" Ima muttered contemptuously, but in the next second, he suddenly realized that he had been fooled, the person in front of him, the speed of escape, and the poor strength of the battle, obviously attracted him to chase him, "Damn!"

Ima's low curse, swinging his knife and cutting off the waist of the man in black, his footsteps did not stop, he turned around and ran back, although reason told him that Xia Feng would be fine, but emotionally he would never accept that someone would do something bad to him, let alone want his life.

Looking at Xia Feng, who was always busy with work and didn't have any intention of looking up, the eyes of the dark blue man were confused for a moment.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" he asked himself, in a normal tone as if they had known each other for a long time, and that she had only come to kill him.

"Kill you!" I don't know why, she would answer his question, it was ridiculous, but she didn't know why, she just stood there, as if she had forgotten her mission, even though she had just said it.

Xia Feng was not surprised that she would answer herself, but it was very fresh and it was actually a girl's voice, this was the first woman in the history of his assassination, which was worth remembering. For this reason, Xia Feng raised his head, and when he saw the costume of the person who came, he wanted to laugh even more, such a cumbersome clothes, someone actually wore it to assassinate, it was really funny.

In order not to affect the atmosphere, Xia Feng restrained himself, maintained his usual gentle smile, and turned his gaze to the window: "Such a beautiful night, it is not appropriate to move the murderous aura. ”

Well, he admits that he was afraid that he would laugh out loud when he looked at the Miss Assassin in front of him again, which would not only be rude, but would ruin the plot, hahaha......

"You're going to be dead soon, let's enjoy it for a while now!" The old-fashioned rhetoric, Xia Feng not only sounded familiar, but also a little tired.

Looking back, he regained his usual calm and self-control, and his enigmatic eyes stared at the killer: "What are you killing me for? ”

"There's too much nonsense," the assassin finally came to his senses, and slashed at Xia Feng's face door in annoyance, fifty percent for the task, and fifty percent for his own gaffe.

In an instant, the person in front of him disappeared from sight, so natural, as if he was not there in the first place, the assassin was taken aback, and intuitively turned around, Xia Feng was standing not far away looking at him, still holding the document that he hadn't finished reading just now.

Looking at Xia Feng, who had dodged the attack, the assassin didn't find himself relieved, drew his sword, stabbed Xia Feng in the chest, and then began to deeply doubt the information he had received about this target—Xia Feng Yanhua Kanazawa, the cowardly and incompetent Third Prince—was this person in front of him really not mistaken? Although he kept retreating to dodge his sword moves, his movements were extremely relaxed, and his movements seemed slow and casual, but in fact, he avoided the attack in the most simple and effective way, so calmly, she had never encountered such an opponent.

"Okay," while retreating, Xia Feng suddenly spoke, probably after reading the document in his hand, although he didn't seem to respect the other party very much, but he was really busy and didn't have time to waste it, "Let's stop here!"

As his words fell, the assassin felt his fingers go numb, and the long sword flew out of his hand, and Xia Feng didn't seem to even lift his hand.

"If you're for money, I can give you twice as much money as for this mission, and if it's for the name, say it, and I'll help you, in short, anything, tell me who sent you." ”

Although the answer was already known, although he knew that he would not be answered, Xia Feng still asked habitually, and it seemed that he always wanted to rely on this obsession to get their personal answers, so that he could feel at ease.

"I'm a killer, I'm ......"

There was a loud bang, and the door of the study was slammed open, and the assassin's voice was cut off, and before he could see what was breaking in, he was already hit in the chest by a huge force and flew out.

"Ghost slave, don't ...... Kill him......" Xia Feng's words of prevention froze in his throat, and with a low curse, he chased the assassin's falling body to the sofa in the study, and at the same time caught her falling body.

Looking at the dying girl in his arms, Xia Feng hurriedly put the person on the sofa, reached out and stroked her chest, wanting to save this fragile life, he knew that something would happen to him, he would not have fixed her body, at least she could hide herself.