The sharp blade pointed at the back of the heart could feel the biting cold air even through the clothes. The man in black stiffened his body and lowered his head, cursing secretly in his heart. Her hand was still covering the wound on her shoulder, and the thick

The blood kept seeping out through the fingers.

She was just curious about the woman, so she sneaked into the general's mansion to find out. But no matter how careful she was, her whereabouts were still discovered, and she was unable to dodge and was injured on the shoulder.

The silver needle that was pierced into her shoulder would be fine if it penetrated out. But the silver needle still stayed on her shoulder. It seems that half of it was nailed into her shoulder blade, and the other half was still in the flesh.

In the middle, the slightest movement will cause a heart-piercing stabbing pain.

The pursuers may still be nearby. If she takes action now, regardless of whether she can defeat the man behind her, she should also alert the pursuing secret guards.

Just as the man in black was hesitating, the man holding the sword behind him coldly said two words again: "Turn around."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tip of the sword in his back was pushed forward half an inch. This time, it happened to touch the back of the man in black. The sharp sword tip touched the skin through the clothes, causing a slight sting.

, which makes people feel chilly all over.

Thinking about it, he didn't even have a chance to take action. The man in black was not sure about the capabilities of the woman behind him, so he could only take a deep breath, gently raise his hands, and put them in the sight of the person behind him, indicating that he had no weapons.

Then the man in black slowly turned around, his face covered by his black hood, making it difficult to see his appearance clearly. However, the point where the sword tip was pointed pointedly was the proud and undulating left side of his heart.

It was obvious that the man in black was a woman.

Standing in front of the man in black was Li Luo, who stood under the bright moon and was dressed in a green robe with an unparalleled coolness.

Staring at the uninvited guest who broke in without permission, Li Luo didn't even bother to say a word to her. He just raised the tip of his sword slightly, pointed at the hood that covered her face, and said coldly: "Take it off."

The tone of this voice sounded familiar to the man in black, as if he had heard it somewhere before. At worst, he would be killed in a fight, so the man in black did not hesitate, he raised his hand to lift his hood and looked up.

Towards the person in front of me.

After looking at each other, Li Luo stared at the uninvited guest who broke into the night before him, his brows slightly furrowed and his face clearly looked a little surprised: "It's you."

Meng Yange covered her shoulders and looked at Li Luo, who was slightly hostile and wary towards her, with a playful smile on her pale face: "I didn't expect you still remember me."

She didn't expect that after two years, she would bump into Li Luo in such an inconspicuous little courtyard in the capital.

She looked around the courtyard with great interest. In the empty courtyard, except for a few trees, there was not even the slightest debris. The stone slabs on the ground were spotless, and there was not even a fallen leaf to be seen.

Behind the courtyard are three rooms, all of which are pitch black. At first glance, it doesn't look like a place where a person lives. It's lonely and empty, like an empty house with no one in it.

Meng Yange's sparkling peach blossom eyes were full of amusement. After glancing around for a few times, her eyes fell on the sword Li Luo pointed at her, and she said angrily: "Why, you just say hello when you meet an old friend."

Even if we don’t fight, how long will this sword continue to point?"

After that farewell at the bottom of the cliff, Li Luo and Meng Yange never saw each other again. To put it into perspective, they had not seen each other for more than two years since Lin Sishen went on the expedition.

Li Luo looked at Meng Yange expressionlessly, and raised the corners of his lips coldly: "Old friend?"

Meng Yange was a little unsteady due to the pain on her shoulder, but she pretended to be relaxed and smiled brightly: "The grudge between you and me has been wiped out for a long time. As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting, so naturally Miss Li and I can forget it."

We must be old friends."

Li Luo was too lazy to pay attention to Meng Yange's playful smile. She was only concerned about why Meng Yange appeared here late at night. This was not a place she should know.

Thinking of this, Li Luo flicked his wrist, and the sharp sword tip came closer to Meng Yange. She asked in a cold voice: "Why are you here?"

This woman was really cold-faced and cold-hearted. Meng Yange endured the pain and raised her spirits to explain: "I was being chased and saw that there seemed to be no one in the courtyard, so I planned to sneak into hiding."

Li Luo obviously didn't believe it. She stood still, pointing the sword at Meng Yange's heart, and asked calmly: "Is there such a coincidence?"

The cold sweat on Meng Yange's forehead became more and more, and the half of her body that had been hit by the silver needle began to become paralyzed, and her entire arm lost feeling. She gritted her teeth and said angrily: "It's such a coincidence, you don't care whether you believe it or not.

"

Li Luo glanced at her shoulder, flipped his wrist and slung the sword behind his back, and asked casually: "Are you injured?"

It was obvious that he was asking this question deliberately, so Meng Yange rolled his eyes at her with a displeased expression, raised his lips sarcastically and said with a smile: "Miss Li is really sharp-eyed."

The person he was chasing seemed to be no longer nearby. Meng Yange planned to leave here first and find a place to heal his injuries.

She walked up to the gate of the yard, her body swaying and her steps staggering.

Shen Qingwan's silver needles were obviously not poisonous, but why was half of his body feeling as if he had been stuffed into an ice cellar when he was hit by her needles? He was so paralyzed that he lost consciousness.

After finally walking to the door, she saw that the door was not locked. Meng Yange raised her hand and pushed it out, but the door did not move at all. She was stunned, and then pulled in, but the door still did not move at all.

Meng Yange turned around with a puzzled look and looked at Li Luo, who was standing in the center of the courtyard with his sword behind his back.

Li Luo's eyes fell on the door and he said expressionlessly: "The door is locked. If you want to go out and climb over the wall, just do it."

Meng Yange was already unsteady on her feet. Seeing Li Luo's nonchalant look, she felt even more angry. She rolled her eyes at Li Luo angrily and said angrily: "You didn't tell me earlier.

!”

Facing the angry Meng Yange, Li Luo only glanced at him lightly: "You never asked."

There's no need to ask, just give her a reminder when you see her walking towards the door.

Meng Yange was so angry that Li Luo was so angry that if she hadn't been too weak now, she would have stepped forward to have a good discussion with Li Luo. She stamped her feet, rolled her eyes at Li Luo angrily, turned around and walked to the other side.

Under the side wall.

The hiding place was discovered by Meng Yange. She should inform Lin Sishen of this tomorrow. Maybe she should change places.

Li Luo's cold gaze fell on Meng Yange, who was struggling to climb up the wall. In fact, it would be easier to kill this woman, but Lin Sishen probably wouldn't agree.

In the past, you could fly over the wall with a simple jump without even looking at it. Today, you have to climb up like a street gangster using both hands and feet, and you have to be embarrassed in front of this stinky woman Li Luo.

Meng Yange, who was riding on the wall and dripping with sweat, had a pretty face that was so dark that it was almost smoking. She glared at Li Luo again angrily.

Li Luo was calm and did not take Meng Yange's resentment to heart at all. She just glanced at him casually, then turned and walked into the house.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she took a step, she heard a muffled sound behind her, like something falling to the ground.

Li Luodai frowned slightly, turned her head and looked behind her. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a black figure lying in the corner, and then she froze on the spot.

The black figure sprawled on the ground was none other than Meng Yange, Miss Meng, who fell from the wall.

This fall completely knocked Meng Yange unconscious. She was lying in the corner of Liluo Courtyard in a very inelegant posture, unconscious.

Li Luo glanced at the unconscious Meng Yange, walked up to her as if nothing had happened, slowly squatted down, his eyes passed across the back of Meng Yange's head, and landed on the smashed sapling next to her arm.

She stretched out her hand to help the sapling, straightening it up, then stood up and walked straight into the house without stopping.

Just like Meng Yange said, the grudges between them have been wiped out, and there is no grudge or enmity. If it were not for Lin Sishen's sake, Li Luo would have struck out mercilessly if someone else had barged into this place tonight.

Finished.

Whether Meng Yange would die from his injuries as he lay there had nothing to do with Li Luo. She was not the one who killed him anyway.

But if she died, she would have to dig a hole and bury her, which would be a bit troublesome.

The wind was a bit strong at night, blowing the wooden windows swaying. Li Luo, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed to relax, opened his eyes, picked up the long sword on his pillow, and then habitually looked to the corner beside him.

It was empty to the eye.

It seems that the time for a cup of tea has never come back.

Li Luo stood up and closed the wooden window, then opened the door and looked straight at the corner of the yard.

Meng Yange, who was in a coma, had not yet woken up. She was lying in the corner in the same position, but something different from before was that there was a snow-white, blue-eyed cat standing on her back.

The cat was extremely beautiful. There was not a single hair on its body. It was as white as a cluster of snowballs in the dark night. Its eyes were emerald green vertical pupils, emitting a faint green light in the darkness.

It stepped on Meng Yange's back, curiously came to her shoulder that smelled of blood, and sniffed around.

Li Luo naturally saw what the white cat was doing. She frowned slightly, walked forward slowly, knelt down and held the cat in her arms without saying a word. She turned around without even looking at Meng Yange.

go back.

But the cat that used to be well-behaved and clever didn't know what happened today. It actually struggled in her arms for a long time. After she let go, it jumped lightly to the ground, returned to Meng Yange, and came close to her again.

I smelled it on my face.

Li Luo had no choice but to turn back. She leaned over and picked up the white cat, then looked at its round and furry face and asked softly: "Do you recognize her?"

The white cat looked up at Li Luo, opened its mouth and meowed softly, rubbed Li Luo's hand with narrowed eyes, and then walked to Meng Yange with its tail raised.

Li Luo stared at the white cat, frowning more and more, and she called softly: "Taxue, come back."

When the white cat heard the name, he just looked back at her, then squatted down in front of Meng Yange's face, motionless.

Li Luo stood up slowly, looked at the white cat with a complicated expression, sighed and said helplessly: "She is your enemy, do you like her?"

The white cat looked at Li Luo, blinked slowly, lowered his head and glanced at Meng Yange again, raised his paw and started licking it.

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