A faint smile curled up at the corners of Qingqing's mouth, and she raised her head, a hint of playfulness flashed in her eyes.

"You can always make people's hearts warm inadvertently."

Zhao Rang smiled slightly, his eyes soft.

Qingqing's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a little, and she said softly:

"Well, when the dust settles, I'm going to treat you to a drink, no, three!"

Zhao Rang laughed:

"Three cups? That's not enough, I'm going to have a drink! ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the academy in the moonlight seemed to become more warm because of their laughter.

Qingqing led Zhao Rang to the guest room, which was simply and elegantly furnished, just like the style of the Yang family.

"This is your room, you rest first, if you need anything, just tell your subordinates."

Zhao Rang nodded, his gaze swept across the room, and finally landed on Qingqing's body.

The figures of the two stretched long in the moonlight, as if forming an indestructible force.

Qingqing turned to leave, and Zhao Rang stood at the door, watching her back disappear into the night.

As the night deepened, Zhao Rang sat quietly in the guest room, his thoughts surging like a tide.

At this moment, Zhao Rang's brows furrowed, and he felt an unusual aura.

He quickly got up and pushed open the window, only to see a dark shadow moving rapidly in the night, heading towards the library of the academy.

Without much thought, he immediately put on his overcoat and quietly followed.

The library building is the heart of Yangsaki Academy, and Zhao Rang's figure is like a ghost in the night, following the dark shadow.

The black shadow seemed to be familiar with the layout of the academy, and easily bypassed the guards and headed straight for the back door of the library.

Zhao Rang was secretly shocked in his heart, could this person be someone from inside the academy? Or is there a ghost within?

The black shadow stopped at the back door of the library, took out a slender wire from his arms, and skillfully unlocked the door.

Zhao Rang hid in the dark, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

At the moment when the black shadow pushed open the door and quietly entered the library, Zhao Rang pounced like a cheetah and slashed at the black shadow's back.

The black shadow reacted extremely quickly, his body shook, and he dodged Zhao Rang's attack, and at the same time stabbed him with a backhand, and the knife was fierce, directly hitting Zhao Rang's chest.

In the library building, between the bookshelves, the figures of the two moved quickly, their fists and feet staggered, and there was a burst of sound of breaking the air.

Zhao Rang's sword technique opened and closed widely, and it was magnificent, while the black shadow's body technique was smart, like a ghost, and every dodge was just right.

The sword light is like practice, and the moonlight is like water.

This black shadow's martial arts are so strong, the weirdness of his body, and the ruthlessness of his moves are the only ones Zhao Rang has seen in his life.

But he was not afraid, but aroused the fighting spirit in his heart.

With a swing of the long knife, a silver blade slashed through the darkness and slashed into the throat of the black shadow.

The black shadow sneered, his figure flashed, and he disappeared out of thin air. Zhao Rang was stunned for a moment, and then felt a strong wind coming from behind him.

Immediately, his body turned, and the long knife slashed backwards, just in time to meet the attack of the black shadow.

"Ding!"

The sound of gold and iron rang out, and the weapons of the two collided in the air, and sparks flew everywhere.

The black shadow retreated, shuttling back and forth between the bookshelves like a butterfly in flowers.

Zhao Rang followed, and his knife skills became more and more powerful.

But the Black Shadow seems to have anticipated his attacks, and can always dodge his attacks at critical moments.

The two of them fought faster and faster, and the figures moved quickly between the bookshelves, leaving only afterimages.

The books in the library were swept away by their battle, and they fell from the shelves and scattered all over the ground.

Zhao Rang's heart was anxious, and with a wave of the long knife, a majestic sword qi slashed towards the black shadow.

The black shadow flashed and dodged smoothly, but Zhao Rang had no intention of stopping.

This time, his blade was even sharper, as if it was about to split the entire library.

A hint of horror flashed in the dark shadow's eyes.

He felt that Zhao Rang's qi had locked onto him, and no matter how he dodged, he couldn't get rid of it.

With a horizontal heart, he decided to fight hard with Zhao Rang.

The blades of the two collided in the air again.

This time, the Shadow didn't take advantage of the situation.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

The figures of both of them flew backwards at the same time, slamming into the bookshelf.

The bookshelves collapsed, and countless books fell from them, drowning the two of them.

Zhao Rang crawled out of the stacks of books. A trail of blood left at the corner of his mouth, and he felt that his internal breath was a little disturbed, but it was fine. He looked around, looking for signs of the shadows.

But the shadows seemed to be gone, leaving only books and messy shelves on the floor.

The moonlight sprinkled into the house through the window lattice, and Zhao Rang stood there quietly, like a majestic mountain, waiting for the baptism of wind and rain.

And at this moment, Qingqing has also been awakened.

When she heard the movement of the library building, she was startled and hurriedly dressed and rushed over.

When Qingqing rushed to the library, what she saw was a mess.

The books were scattered all over the place, the shelves were crooked, and Zhao Rang stood quietly in the center, holding the black steel knife in his hand.

"Zhao Rang, are you okay?"

Qingqing asked anxiously as she pulled out the soft sword at her waist.

Zhao Rang turned around and saw Qingqing, and a trace of warmth flashed in his eyes. He shook his head, signaling that he was okay.

He pointed to a corner by the window and whispered:

"Be careful, the shadow is there."

Qingqing looked in the direction of Zhao Rang's finger, and saw a black shadow hiding in the corner by the window, holding a Western Regions saber in his hand, and the blade of the knife flashed with cold light.

"Is he the one who broke into the library?"

Qingqing asked in a low voice.

Zhao Rang nodded and did not speak.

The two of them looked at each other, then lunged at the dark shadow at the same time.

The black shadow reacted extremely quickly, and his body flashed, dodging the attacks of the two.

sneered, waved the Western Regions saber in his hand, and attacked the two.

Zhao Rang and Qingqing are both experienced masters

The two cooperate tacitly, one main attack, and the other main defense.

Zhao Rang's black steel knife technique opened and closed widely, and it was magnificent, while Qingqing's sword technique was agile and elegant, like flowing water.

Although the black shadow's martial arts are high, it also seems to be a little stretched under the siege of the two.

The three of them fought faster and faster, and their figures moved quickly between the bookshelves. Swords and swords are intertwined.

The black shadow is not an idle person, the Western Regions saber in his hand dances impenetrable, every swing has a thunderous momentum, and the body method is even more unpredictable, which makes people unguardable!

For a while, the three of them were inseparable.

At this moment, Zhao Rang suddenly shouted, and the black steel knife in his hand swung forward violently.

A majestic sword aura instantly condensed and slashed towards the black shadow.

The black shadow was startled, and he felt that the power contained in this sword qi was enough to kill.

His figure flashed, trying to dodge this sword aura.

But Zhao Rang seemed to have anticipated his movements, and the sword qi turned in the air, slashing towards the black shadow again.

The black shadow could not be avoided, so he could only wave the Western Regions saber in his hand to resist this blow.

"Boom!"

The sword qi collided with the saber, and a strong wave of qi erupted.

The black shadow only felt a huge surge of power, making him almost unable to hold the saber in his hand.

The figure shook and he took a few steps back.

Zhao Rang took advantage of the situation, and the black steel knife in his hand swung out again.

This time, his knife was even more aggressive, and he was bound to cut the black shadow in two.

The black shadow was horrified in his heart, he knew that he was already at a disadvantage, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, then exhaled violently. A strong energy burst out from his body and poured into the Western Regions saber in his hand.

The saber instantly turned red like fire, exuding a blazing aura.

The black shadow shouted, and waved the saber in his hand to slash at Zhao Rang.

A blazing sword sliced through the darkness.

"Bell!"

At this moment, Qingqing's figure flashed and appeared behind the black shadow.

The sword in her hand stabbed out like a bolt of lightning, straight to the back of the shadow's heart.

The black shadow was shocked, he didn't expect Qingqing to use his sword at this time.

His figure flashed, trying to dodge the sword.

But Qingqing's swordsmanship was so exquisite, the tip of her sword cut a strange arc in the air, and stabbed at the black shadow again.

The black shadow could not avoid it, only a soft sound of "poof" was heard, and the black shadow's back was stabbed into a hole by Qingqing's sword.

The black shadow screamed and swayed, but it stumbled a few steps and failed to fall.

He turned around suddenly, his eyes were red as blood, and he stared at Qingqing, as if he wanted to devour her alive.

The flames on the saber in the Western Regions were even more intense at this moment, as if they were about to set the entire library on fire.

The black shadow swung its sword and danced wildly, surrounded by the sound of wind and thunder, and its power was amazing.

Qingqing's body was elegant, like a fairy Ling Bo, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, turning into countless sword shadows, and dissolving the attacks of the black shadows one by one.

Zhao Rang was not idle at the moment, holding the black steel knife tightly, and launched a fierce attack on the black shadow from the other side.

The knife technique is fierce and domineering, and each knife weighs as much as a thousand catties, making the black shadow overwhelmed.

The black shadow was at the end of his crossbow at the moment, but he still stubbornly waved the Western Regions saber, trying his best to confront Zhao Rang and Qingqing.

Although his sword skills are sharp, under the siege of Zhao Rang and Qingqing, he is already in danger.

The black shadow roared and swung the Western Regions saber to meet it.

The blades of the three collided in the air again, bursting into dazzling sparks.

This time, the black shadow could no longer resist the offensive of Zhao Rang and Qingqing.

I only heard a crisp "click"!

The blade of the Western Regions saber was split by Zhao Rang's black steel knife.

The black shadow's figure flickered, revealing a flaw.

Qingqing seized the opportunity, and the tip of the sword trembled, turning into a cold light, piercing the throat of the black shadow.

The Shadow tried to dodge, but it was too late.

He could only watch as Qingqing's sword tip pierced into his throat and pierced out.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood erupted from the black shadow's mouth, and his body was shaky.

His eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe he had been defeated.

Then the body slowly fell, and it fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The moonlight was like water, quietly sprinkled on the messy library building. Zhao Rang and Qingqing stood side by side, looking at the black shadow that fell to the ground, and an indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart. This thrilling battle is finally over, but the mystery left behind is puzzling.

Zhao Rang took a deep breath, spit out slowly, turned to Qingqing and said, "We have to call some disciples to clean up this library." ”

Qingqing nodded in agreement, and then blew a crisp whistle.

After a while, several disciples rushed over when they heard the sound, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they were all stunned.

Qingqing commanded in a deep voice:

"Quickly put the books in order and put the shelves up. Also, check the identity of this dark shadow. ”

The disciples responded in unison and acted quickly.

Zhao Rang and Qingqing stepped aside and quietly waited for the result.

After some searching, the disciples found nothing from the black shadow.

Zhao Rang leaned over and looked at the Western Regions saber in his hand, as well as the face that was different from that of the Dawei people.

"This is a native of the Western Regions?"

Qingqing asked softly, she knew that Zhao Rang had been to the Western Regions.

Zhao Rang nodded:

"That's right."

When Qingqing heard this, her heart was shocked.

She thought of her Yang family, as well as all the Yangsaki Academies and the three princes' entanglements, and couldn't help but say:

"Is the third prince already so impatient?"

A cold light flashed in Zhao Rang's eyes:

"The third prince has always been ambitious, and the people from the Western Regions in the imperial city are probably all brought by him."

Qingqing took a deep breath and said:

"If that's the case, then we'll have to be more careful......"

"This imperial city is becoming more and more unpeaceful."

Zhao Rang looked at the sky in the distance and said softly.

Qingqing didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

At this moment, a disciple hurried over with a letter in his hand.

"Senior Sister Qingqing, someone sent a letter."

The disciple said breathlessly.

Qingqing took the letter, opened it and looked at it, and her face suddenly became solemn.

She handed the letter to Zhao Rang, and after Zhao Rang read it, his brows furrowed.

"It's a handwritten letter from the third prince."

Zhao Rang said in a deep voice.

At that time, he was in the mansion of the third prince, and he also suffered an assassination, and now it seems that the self-directed and self-acting component is even greater.

But on the surface, it avoids all the risks for the three princes.

After all, the same assassin should of course have the same path, who would doubt a victim? Not to mention that this person is still His Royal Highness.

The night was deep, and the moonlight was like water, quietly sprinkled on the ruins of the Yangsaki Academy Library. Zhao Rang and Qingqing stood side by side, their eyes solemn and deep, as if they were falling into an endless contemplation.

"It seems that the third prince can't hold it anymore."

Zhao Rang spoke slowly, with a hint of coldness in his voice.

Qingqing nodded, her brows furrowed:

"I didn't expect him to be so blatant as to dare to use the Western Regions Assassins in the Imperial City."

"But now that he's made a move, we can't sit still."

Zhao Rang pondered for a moment, suddenly laughed, and said:

"I have a solution!"

"Don't sell it, tell me directly!"

Qingqing pointed to the tip of Zhao Rang's nose and said.

Zhao Rang shook his head like a rattle:

"That's not good, I have to sell it."

Seeing this, Qingqing was angry and annoyed, but she was helpless.

She knew that she couldn't do anything about Zhao Rang.

"Well, then you say, what's your plan?"

Qingqing tried her best to make her tone appear calmer.

Zhao Rang smiled slightly, but he was not in a hurry to reveal the answer, but turned his head to look at the few disciples who were busy.

"It's hard work, there's nothing to do with you here, let's go down and rest."

He waved his hand and motioned for the disciples to leave.

Although the disciples had doubts in their hearts, they did not dare to ask more, and bowed and retired one after another.

After the disciples walked away, Zhao Rang turned back and looked at Qingqing.