"It turns out that there is not only Wang Jingmeng in the Bashan Sword Field, but also Yan Xinlan and Lin Boiled Wine. The old woman squinted her eyes and laughed.

She smiled peacefully, like the contented and gentle smile of an old woman lazily lying on a chaise longue in winter.

Ye Xinhe's expression was faint, he was originally an extremely proud young man, but after he saw Wang Jingmeng, Shi Changluo and others, the pride in the past was much lighter.

So listening to the old woman's words at this time, he didn't respond anything, but just thought faintly in his heart, Bashan Sword Field is not just those people.

"Do you eat chestnuts?"

The old woman was still smiling peacefully as she asked him.

Ye Xinhe shook his head and said, "Don't eat it." ”

The old woman said with some pity, "My chestnuts are really delicious... Also, why do you think there's something wrong with me?"

"Because your chestnuts are really fragrant, but you didn't buy them, it only shows one thing, you don't really want to do business. Ye Xinhe said.

"Young people nowadays are really getting more and more powerful, so I won't do business, I'll go. ”

The old woman muttered, she was like an old woman who really didn't do anything, and began to pack her things, without even looking at Ye Xinhe anymore.

However, at this moment, murderous intent suddenly surged in this calm alley.

The girl sitting next to her smashed two pieces of candy cake into his hand, and at the same time, a small sword of cold light appeared in each of her hands.

Although this girl is not good-looking, she looks like she is no more than five or six years old, and the sudden appearance of two small swords in the hands of a child like her will naturally make people feel very strange and inexplicably frightening.

However, the real killing sword did not come from the girl's hands.

There was a beggar lying on the ground in the corner of the wall behind Ye Xinhe.

Beside the beggar lay a broken bowl of half a cold and hardened gnocchi, with sores on his body and knees, which were now exposed, as if basking in the sun would make him feel more comfortable.

No one would have imagined that such a dying beggar would suddenly become an assassin, especially at a time when the old woman had already revealed her hideousness.

From beginning to end, the beggar who buried his face in the shadows did not have any true element fluctuations on his body, and even his eyes were still closed, but at this moment, his movements were extremely agile.

A viper-like sword light shot out from the sleeve of his left hand and fell straight towards Ye Xinhe's vest, but at the same time, the beggar's lips opened slightly, and an even smaller flying needle spit out and quietly fell to the back of Ye Xinhe's head.

The old woman still looked at it with a smile, she knew that few of the cultivators in Changling, especially the young cultivators, could stop such an assassination.

However, to her surprise, Ye Xinhe still looked at her and the girl beside her, the sword light in his hand suddenly rose, but did not move forward, his sword light went back, easily swept down the flying needle without sound, and then suddenly went down, when the snake-like sword light had touched his clothes, his sword light pulled out a large sword flower in the air and landed on the beggar's wrist.

His sword was a foot longer than the beggar's, and a point faster.

The beggar's hand was severed at the wrist.

With a muffled grunt, the beggar swept backwards and disappeared in an instant.

The girl still had a small glittering sword in each of her hands, but she did not strike the beggar when her hand fell to the ground with the sword in her hand.

The old woman was still smiling.

She didn't even glance at the beggar, and she didn't plan to make a move on Ye Xinhe.

She just looked at Ye Xinhe curiously at this time, nodded at the girl holding the sword, and said, "How do you know that she won't really make a move, and how do you know that the real killing sword comes from this beggar?"

"She has big hands and feet, she looks like a girl, she should be a dwarf, as an assassin, she is too obvious. Ye Xinhe looked at her and responded lightly: "As for that beggar, even if he looks exactly like a real beggar, but a real beggar, if he is really hungry, he will not smell the aroma of your chestnuts here and beg and suffer here." ”

"That's where the real mistake is. ”

The old woman was slightly stunned, a little stunned, and then relieved, "I have also experienced the real taste of hunger, if it is really hungry, the more I smell this aroma, the more unbearable I can't stand it." ”

Ye Xinhe frowned slightly.

He didn't know who the old woman was, but the more she saw him calm after drawing his sword, the more it made him feel dangerous.

"Let's go. ”

The old woman smiled at the girl and began to close the stall.

Ye Xinhe looked at her as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

Naturally, the old woman was with the Assassin who had just attacked him, and even her words made him think that the old woman was the mastermind of these Assassins.

"You're still going to stay here?"

The old woman smiled at him instead, and said, "Do you have to wait for the people from the Divine Capital Prison to come and let you go back and have a good inspection?"

Ye Xinhe glanced at her and said, "You have to go first." ”

The old woman's smile became stronger, she looked at Ye Xinhe and said seriously: "Looking at Changling, there are too few young people like you who are as careful as a hair and so cautious. If you have the chance, I think you can join us. ”

Ye Xinhe felt that there was no need to respond to this statement, he just glanced at the old woman lightly and did not speak.

"Osmanthus fragrance, chestnut fragrance, is it osmanthus fragrance or chestnut fragrance....."

But the old woman put away the stall and carried her burden, and her voice, like a song and not like a song, with some banter, kept coming from afar.

Ye Xinhe looked at her back, but her brows suddenly furrowed deeply.

Beyond these two aromas, he smelled a faint aroma.

His breathing paused, looking at the old woman's posture, he suddenly realized that he had made a mistake, the other party should have changed his appearance, and this old woman should be a very young woman.