Shen Yanxi listened, didn't speak for a long time, and kept that posture without the slightest intention of moving.

When Meng Wanchuan came back to his senses from his emotion, he quickly glanced at the other party.

I saw that the man's face was flat, he kept his mouth shut, and thought that he was annoyed, so he consciously sat down obediently, put his hands flat on his legs, and looked like a primary school student in class, and followed without saying a word.

In fact, Shen Yanxi was just digesting the information that this person who didn't belong here, and racking his brains to think about what the "butterfly effect" was. You let her open her mouth and ask, is that impossible, does the female killer lose face?

After another moment of silence, she chose to give up. I always feel that this person will say a lot of whimsical words that she doesn't understand in the future, so it's better not to embarrass herself for the time being.

"Then since you're here, let's find some people with strong martial arts to follow you tomorrow. After all, there is a rich family, and it is still very easy for you to solve things that can be solved with just a little silver. ”

The implication: Even if you're a fool, you can always do it.

"That's for sure, you're walking around and buying groceries and killing my room, which is the best warning. If someone really wants to kill my dog one day, then won't I be quacked in my sleep? ”

Shen Yanxi sighed slightly.

Sure enough, two out of ten of what this person said was incomprehensible, and his decision to give up studying the butterfly effect was still very clear.

"First, there are not many people in this world who have such skills as me. I can enter your house effortlessly, and the reason for this is that I am amazing. Second, you're right, even if someone comes to kill you, you're dead in a dream. Because when you fall asleep, you are no different from a dead pig, and I have been here for a long time, and you are stunned and you don't notice it at all. If I hadn't been smart enough to open the window and freeze you, you'd have had a sleepless night and slept until dawn. ”

The more Meng Wanchuan listened, the more black lines on his head became.

What's going on with Shen Yanxi, the image of a cold and glamorous female killer has collapsed. How did you become so narcissistic and venomous? Could it be that his arrival not only awakened her fateful memory, but also stimulated people's second personality? The butterfly effect, snowballing?

"You're a little different now, and what you wrote in the book."

Could you please change back? I want to stay with that cold-spoken Shen Yanxi, and I don't want to talk to you, a poisonous tongue!

"Well, I also feel that I have changed, as if I have lost a lot of shackles on my body, and I can do whatever I want and move with my heart."

Shen Yanxi said, while the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked upward, dyed with a faint smile like that of an ordinary girl. At the same time, her eyes unconsciously looked at Meng Wanchuan who was sitting on the bed staring at her.

At this moment, or at the first sight, she clearly knew that all these changes and differences were due to the strange soul in front of her who occupied the body of the Seventh Prince. Therefore, even if it was just a dream or a gust of wind, she had to protect him desperately. Let yourself, let the deceased who has gone, not continue to reciprocate the sad ending. Even if they are just small people in the book, they should have their own way of living, different endings, and colorful lives.

"Okay, don't be in a daze, I'm here to ask you where my pendant is."

Shen Yanxi stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Meng Wanchuan's eyes with some helplessness, and said the purpose of his trip.

Meng Wanchuan was frightened by the phantom in front of him, and after a while, with a face full of puzzles and questions, he replied: "You opened the window in the middle of the night to let the cold wind, and you put a knife on my neck, just to ask me where your pendant is?" ”

Shen Yanxi spread his hands and replied.

"yes, you know, that's important to me."

Meng Wanchuan gasped and almost ran out of breath.

"Plop" fell back to the bed, kicked his legs, and spoke speechlessly.

"In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Jiang An's neck. Walk slowly, don't send. ”

Shen Yanxi got the answer he wanted, hugged the other party, turned around and walked to the window.

Meng Wanchuan, who was lying on the bed and recovering the quilt, raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "What kind of window are you still walking, no one will stop you when you swagger out of the door." ”

Shen Yanxi, who had already pushed open the window, listened to his words, turned around and said disdainfully: "What do you know, this is a habit as a killer." You sleep, I'm gone. ”

Then the window shut.

Meng Wanchuan muttered quietly.

"Is the occupational disease so serious these days? Killers have to go through the windows? ”

He had barely finished talking to himself when the window was opened from the outside again.

Shen Yanxi poked his head in, and said with a threatening face: "I didn't tell my son about your appearance that day, and Qin Zhao also helped me hide it, so don't show your stuff." Remember, you've never seen me. ”

"I know, I know, I'm going to sleep, you can go! ok？ ”

Shen Yanxi didn't care about anything, and after finding that the other party was not afraid of her, and even had some signs of kicking her nose and face, she decisively threw a dart over, wiped his face and fixed it next to the bed. Then Meng Wanchuan, who was scared out of a cold sweat, collapsed there and left in style.

Half an hour later, a shout rang out in Meng Wanchuan's room.

"Stinky Nizi, you wait for me!"

Here, Shen Yanxi, who had left Meng Wanchuan's mansion, took out a black cloth at his belt, covered his face, and then began to shuttle through the streets of Luochuan's houses and went straight to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

This Prime Minister's Mansion is not a place that can be entered with eyes closed like Meng Wanchuan's mansion. Along the way, she kept recalling the latest defense map of the Prime Minister's Mansion that she had memorized, and then chose the safest route, carefully avoided the patrol servants and courtyard guards in the mansion, and quietly sneaked into the courtyard where Jiang An was.

After climbing over the wall to enter, she first looked around to make sure that there was no potential danger, then took out a homemade simple cigarette, blew some into several occupied houses, and then approached the main house step by step.

After blowing some smoke into it, I pressed the window and gently pushed it with my hand, and sure enough, it was inserted from the inside. He took out his short blade, lifted the bolt a little bit, opened it, and then jumped into the room with agility.

The moment she landed, the side of her neck was held against a dagger.

This person is the heroine Jiang An.

She was born with heart palpitations, she didn't sleep well, she was always very shallow, and the slightest sound could wake her up. In her sleep, she noticed that someone had entered the courtyard, so she skillfully took out the potion that had been prepared long ago and poured it on the handkerchief, covered her mouth and nose, and slowly moved to the window with her body down.

Sure enough, she caught this uninvited guest.

It's just that she doesn't know that in this night search, she is the lamb who is really waiting to be slaughtered.