Everyone has what they care about the most and can't lose the most, maybe they won't tell the world loudly, but they will always keep it in their hearts, and no one is allowed to offend, this is the bottom line, no one will allow others to trample on their bottom line at will, even if they are powerless.

In a small inn, he stood quietly by the bed, motionless and looked at Ruyi lying on the bed, expressionless and gloomy. Ruyi was actually fine, she was just knocked unconscious, but Wuxin didn't wake her up.

The vicissitudes of life have appeared in this once beautiful fairy, but now she is dusty, she has walked too many roads these days, experienced too many twists and turns, a trace of haggard hanging on her face, which makes Wuxin extremely distressed, so distressed that she can't bear to wake her up, maybe only when she is in a coma will she sleep so steadily.

Wuxin didn't know if it was the right choice for him to accept her and keep her by his side at this most difficult and even dangerous time, but he knew that he should do something next, to do something for the twists and turns and dangers she had experienced, which was one of the reasons why he didn't wake her up.

"There is news from Murong Tang, they have found a lair of the Blood Shadow, the enemy seems to be plotting something, and a large number of people have rushed there recently. At this moment, Leng gently pushed open the door and walked in, and after glancing at Ruyi, who was still lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, he said slowly to the back of Wuxin.

Wuxin nodded lightly and didn't speak, but secretly clenched his fists. When he first came here yesterday, he had already asked Leng to send news to Murong Tang and asked Murong Tang to investigate the whereabouts of the blood shadow, but he didn't expect to have a result so soon.

It turned out that this was the second day they had come here, but Ruyi still hadn't woken up, perhaps because she was too tired and was finally able to sleep steadily, so she didn't want to wake up. Therefore, if you look at these unintentionally, you will feel even more distressed, and feel sorry for this "poor worm" who is destined to run with you all her life. That's why he felt he should do something to make those who dared to hurt her pay hundreds of times the price.

"Do you have to go alone?" Leng Leng who was standing behind Wuxin looked at Wuxin's back, frowning slightly, and his mood looked a little heavy.

As soon as Leng 's voice fell, Wuxin nodded affirmatively, and said seriously: "You all stay here, she can't do anything about it, protect her, if she wakes up before I come back, tell her that I have something important to discuss in Murong Hall, and I will come back soon." ”

As soon as the words fell, he no longer hesitated, turned around and walked out. The more he looked at Ruyi lying on the bed, the more he blamed himself in his heart, these things should not have been experienced by her, nor should they have been brought to her by him.

Outside the room, after Leng gently closed the door, he asked indifferently, "Where is it?" Before he could ask where the lair of the Blood Shadow was.

Leng hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "Ling Ancheng." To be honest, he really didn't want to tell Wuxin, because he knew that it would be another battle of blood and fire, and no one knew the winner.

Wuxin nodded, and said lightly: "Protect her and wait for me to come back." Then without further hesitation, he walked away.

Leng didn't speak again, silently watching the lonely back gradually fade away, his brows furrowed slightly, he knew that he would go no matter what he said or not, so he would rather choose to be silent, what he could do was to lead all the shadow members who had converged, and swear to protect the person who was lying in the room now......

Ling'an City is a small city far away from the smoke of gunpowder and strife, and almost all the people who live here are ordinary people who have lived here for generations, living a plain but sufficient life. This may be the reason why the Blood Shadow chose to set up a lair here, but the poor people didn't know that there was a beast hidden on the side of their couch that could go mad at any moment.

In the night, a figure stood quietly on a wall hidden by the trees, coldly looking down at the entire small city that had fallen asleep, his face cold and pale. A pitch-black cloak, a pale face, and a rusty but faintly trembling knife on his back.

This person is none other than Wuxin, who rushed here in a hurry. He didn't have much time to delay, so after leaving Ruyi, he hurried here, hoping to complete what he wanted to accomplish as soon as possible, and then rush back before Ruyi worried.

However, Leng didn't tell him where the lair of the Blood Shadow was, only that it was in Ling'an City, but he didn't specify the specific location. So he was looking, searching, finding out the place that didn't belong to this little city, and the people who didn't belong to this peace in the first place.

At last he found a mansion, one that looked no different from the others, just as quiet, but unusually quiet. A faint light shone from the courtyard, faint enough, enough to attract all those who were curious about the night.

So, I went unintentionally, and kept moving and jumping on top of the houses, towards the faint and flickering light......

A loud sound sounded, and the person sitting outside the room was stunned for a moment, got up quickly, quickly pushed open the door and rushed into the room, looking at the person who had just slowly sat up from the bed, Ruyi.

Ruyi blinked her sleepy eyes, reached out and pounded the back of her neck that was a little sore, squinted at the figure rushing in, and then showed a look of disappointment on her face, because she didn't see the person she wanted to see for the first time.

"What about him?" Ruyi stretched his body that was a little sore, looked at Leng who was standing at the door and asked.

Leng hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "The master of the Murong Hall has something important to negotiate with the young master, so the young master did not wake up the pavilion master, and went to Jiangcheng first, saying that he would return soon." ”

"What's going on?!" Ruyi asked with a frown.

Leng shook his head. Said slowly: "It's not a big deal, it's just that the details of Shaolin's rebellion in the near future need to be discussed." He tried his best to make his tone appear stable and credible, hoping that Ruyi could say it himself, but he didn't expect him to be more able to make it up than he imagined.

Ruyi nodded lightly and didn't speak again, but her brows were still a little furrowed, and she didn't seem to be completely relieved. Because she knows too well that everything related to unintentional is never trivial.

The sky was black in the middle of the night, and there was no edge in sight, except for a few scattered stars hanging in the sky not far away, acting as the only guiding lights.

The night was also very quiet, so quiet that there was no sound, as if a needle could echo in the dark night for a long time.

A figure, standing quietly under a bush, looked at the mansion that was still lit up until now, his eyes were cold, and he swept every room that could be seen one by one, as if he was looking for something. Behind him, a big man in black, also dressed in black, lay quietly in the weeds, motionless, unresponsive, and even stopped breathing.

Several big men in black suits stood in different corners of the surroundings, among the trees, almost blending with the night, standing there quietly, patrolling the movements in the courtyard back and forth, and their minds were highly concentrated. With the gentle evening breeze, the corners of the black suit were blown up, revealing the blood-red robe that was worn inside. It looks unstoppable, and there is a posture that is not open.

However, none of them found out that among these people in black suits, there was a person who was not on their side, I don't know if it was because the night was too dark, or because they were too confident, confident that no one would dare to come here to die blatantly, not to mention that the residents here are all ordinary people who are helpless.

I don't know how long it took, but when it was finally time to change shifts, five or six people came late and replaced the people who had been on guard all night, and it turned out that this place was guarded all day, maybe because there were hidden secrets here, maybe it was just a habit left over time, a habit that allowed me to live longer.

One of the men in black slowly walked towards the man in black who was not originally in their camp, and walked very slowly, so slow that the other people who had been replaced were already impatiently waiting, shaking their heads and leaving first.

The two finally converged, swapped places, and passed by almost face-to-face. Nothing happened, nothing happened, the man in black didn't notice anything, he was still yawning, and it seemed that he had just come out of the bed.

The black shadow that didn't belong here in the first place, followed the direction of the other guards' departures, and slowly walked towards the depths of the courtyard, walking very steadily, walking very slowly, as if he really belonged here. In fact, although he is also dressed in black, this black clothes are not the other black clothes, his black clothes are a cloak tightly wrapped around his body, and a hat that is pressed very low.

A few people walked slowly to the depths of the courtyard, found their respective accommodations, and couldn't wait to walk in, intending to sleep beautifully before the sun rose.

But there was a man standing in the middle of the courtyard, motionless, for he did not know where to go, and there was no place for him to stay. This person was the man in the black cloak who was in the crowd.

"Why are you still standing here, why don't you go to sleep in a hurry, haven't you stood enough?" a voice came from behind Wuxin, and then a figure slowly passed by, walking towards a room, turning his head casually as he passed, yawning and sleepy-eyed. It turns out that there are people who walk more slowly......

At this moment, the big man who had just passed by suddenly stopped, hesitated for a moment, suddenly turned around, looked up and down at his companion in front of him, who was also dressed in black, tilted his head and asked, "Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?"

The cloaked shadow didn't say anything, still standing quietly in place, his head slightly bowed, as if he had fallen asleep before he could enter his room.

The black-clothed man who found the clue suddenly widened his eyes in horror, because he found that the black-clothed man in front of him was not his own, and he saw the pitch-black knife behind the other party's back, revealing a death breath, and the knife seemed to be trembling slightly!

"You ......" The man in black just wanted to ask his question out loud, but it was too late. The figure flashed in front of him, and then he felt that his throat was being choked by someone, and he couldn't make a sound anymore, and the other party had already grabbed his neck with one hand.

The cloaked black shadow finally raised his head slowly, and a face as pale as snow was revealed, so clear in the dark night, his face was expressionless, and there was only the coldness that could freeze everything.

A crisp sound sounded in this deathly silent night, and then I saw the head of the man in black tilted to the side, his eyes had begun to dilute in his wide eyes, and his neck had been instantly twisted, and he didn't have time to make a trace of resistance.

Then I saw a black shadow in a cloak holding up the black-clothed man who was already exhausted, and the two continued to walk forward together, no one noticed that there was something wrong here, but a killing doomed to death had begun......

This ghostly black shadow was none other than Wuxin, the familiar black cloak, the familiar face, and the familiar, pitch-black knife......