Beyond the Divine States Chapter 9: : Sword into the night

Ning Xiaoling opened his eyes when the black shadow on the wooden lattice gate flew past.

"Who is it!"

A chill invaded her hands and feet, and she screamed, instantly sober.

There is dead silence.

But it was only a very short moment, and even Ning Xiaoling's exhales and breaths were not over yet, in the darkness on the right side, a very low buzzing sound suddenly pierced out with the secret killing intent.

The broken sound of the porcelain bottle sounded crisply.

A long knife pierced between the wooden frame on the right, the chill had frozen a little, and it grabbed the neck.

It was a very dangerous knife, like a poisonous snake that jumped up under the grass and trees, with astonishing speed and deadly killing intent.

Ning Xiaoling's intuition and spirituality did not know where it came from. She was aware of the instinct before the porcelain bottle was broken, and her body responded with a retreat. When the sword was on her face, Ning Xiaoling's body had already withdrawn. In two steps, the blade's intent was exhausted, and it could no longer affect her.

The secret assassin was surprised at her reaction, and he was separated from the girl by the hollow cabinet, limited by this, he could not immediately make a second culling.

Although Ning Xiaoling escaped the shock, her hands and feet trembled and her eyelids trembled.

At this moment, the door is closed tightly, and the room is not spacious. In the darkness, the sharp knife that devours people is still pointing at him in the darkness.

Ning Xiaoling has never experienced this before, and she will not have time to make any effective response in the future. The long knife cracks against the wood. The assassin did not choose to draw the knife and go around the cabinet, but directly. He slapped the handle of the knife to make the sharp knife pierce through the air directly. At the same time, he shook his figure and hurried around the cabinet at the same time.

The killing intent comes again.

Ning Xiaoling couldn't see the path of the knife clearly, only the intuition that was alarming by the sense of consciousness in her heart suddenly magnified, making her instinctively retreat.

Wow!

As the blade was approaching, the night wind suddenly blown outside, a window was suddenly opened by the wind, the curtain moved in disorder, and the lights on the corridor shone in, reflecting the light of the blade into red luminous spots.

That was the window opened when the assassin entered the house just now.

In that little light, Ning Xiaoling could see the impact of the knife clearly. At that moment, Ning Xiaoling's figure suddenly became several times faster. She touched the ground, fell over her body, and slapped the ground with her palms. The body leaped to the side between the palm exchanges, and dexterously split the life-threatening knife.

With a ding, the sharp knife has pierced the partition behind him.

All this happened in a very short period of time. The assassin's figure also arrived in the intersecting darkness, but his palm fell to the empty place, only a little bit of clothing was stained.

He didn't have time to think about why this little girl was suddenly so quick, but instinctively backhanded the blade.

He found that he couldn't twitch.

Immediately afterwards, the pain erupted from the wrist, as if being bitten severely by something.

The assassin shook his wrist abruptly, shaking a snow-white figure down.

It was a snow fox without a tail. Its body was as petite as a kitten, but its reaction was extremely fast. When it touched the ground, it leaped like a bullet and jumped in the direction of the girl. .

The assassin understood it instantly, and then he was terrified in his heart: "Innate spirit? Can you form a spirit?"

The cultivable person in the world is one in a thousand, and he is born with a concrete spirit, and there is no one in a million.

Ning Xiaoling has no habit of talking nonsense with others. She ran directly along the illuminated window. She yelled for help outside the window, then leaped and was about to break the window.

The assassin's horror was also short-lived. He instinctively touched his waist, which was a small crossbow.

When Ning Xiaoling took off, he immediately aimed at the position where the girl's body was about to move forward, and squeezed half of his head. With a sound, the crossbow arrow broke out in an instant.

No matter how talented a girl is, she lacks experience in life and death after all.

Her cultivation level at the moment is not enough to allow her to change her speed and position in the air without a fulcrum and leverage.

So after she jumped up, the arrow followed her trajectory, and she couldn't avoid it.

The sound of the wind tears, and the small arrow is fast and straight.

Snow White Little Fox sensed the killing intent, and his hair exploded, flying up into the air, as if to block the deadly arrow.

But the spirit finally came into being, and it collapsed at the touch of the arrow. It smashed into smoke and flowed back to Ning Xiaoling’s sea of ​​consciousness. Her throat was sweet, and the blood was too late to squirt out, and the arrow was reaching her waist. between.

At this moment when he was determined to win, the assassin was suddenly shocked.

He rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was dazzled.

The arrow had torn the paper through the window and nailed it to the wall, and the figure of the little girl disappeared out of thin air like a ghost.

Then, the door suddenly opened.

A handsome young man dressed in Tsing Yi walked in with a blank face. In his hand, he carried a young girl who was still in shock, it was Ning Xiaoling.

The assassin is like an enemy.

"Go back, don't let me change my mind." The Tsing Yi boy opened his palm, and it was a jade medal.

The assassin said in amazement: "Blue and White Division's jade card... why is it with you?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Seeing this jade card, please go back. If you are still unwilling, you can come again, and I will try to kill."

While speaking, Ning Changjiu grabbed the handle of the knife with his backhand and pulled it out. Ning Changjiu's arm flicked and squeaked. The knife fell into his sheath, and the sound of the knife's blade shattered like a firecracker.

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In that room, the woman's nightgown was messy and sweaty.

She slumped down on the bed, still unable to believe the scene she had just seen.

The formation has been completed, and the momentum is fierce. The young man is obviously like a trapped beast, but only for three short breaths. She watched him pick up the palm lamp on the table and walked along the regular pace. Stepping out of the extreme position, a total of seven steps, no later than a minute and no early breath, broke through the formation and came to her in that incredible precision.

"This is my sincerity to you." He only said this, and then he stopped talking nonsense and directly took away the jade medal from her pillow.

At this moment, she suddenly understood that the sincerity he said was strong.

Because he is strong enough, they must value him and even cater to him.

It's just... Why is this young Taoist priest so powerful?

She took a deep breath and immediately went to find paper and pen.

No matter what his origin, no matter where he will stand, this matter must be known to the young lady in the first place, and the young man with unknown origin must not be the key to affecting the overall situation.

After the woman took the pen and paper, she whistled outside the door.

When her note was drawn up and the ink dries, a small scarlet bird has stopped on the window lattice, staring at her with sullen eyes.

The woman quickly rolled up the note, and the little bird opened her mouth and directly held the note into the mouth, flapping its wings and flew into the night.

The woman sighed for a long time against the vast night fog, and her heart was a little settled.

What happened tonight was so sudden that she couldn't figure out the next line and could only do what she was supposed to do.

"Yu'er, you...what are you doing?"

There is a voice outside the door.

The woman was shocked physically and mentally. She turned her head and looked around, but saw Zhao Shisong, who was still in a nightgown, standing at the door somehow, looking at her with a complicated expression.

She was too nervous just now, and didn't pay any attention to Zhao Shisong's arrival!

"You..." Zhao Shisong tremblingly lifted his finger and pointed at her. He thought of the little red bird who had just fluttered away, and he did not dare to say: "Are you hers?"

The woman didn't answer, but looked at him with the same complex expression.

Zhao Shisong was no longer sleepy, and stomped angrily, "Tang Yu! Where did I treat you badly? You are just a servant with her, and me? Jinyiyushi, glory and wealth, why didn't I give it to you? Even if you are sick and evil, I still stayed with you for several days, what are you still dissatisfied with?!"

Zhao Shisong's body trembled with excitement, his beard trembled, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became deeper.

The woman named Tang Yu whispered: "I know you treat me well, I know in my heart that you thank you, and I want to treat you well, but..."

The emotion in her words gradually faded, and now the rain quietly stopped at night.

"Only twenty days ago, you shouldn't have done anything, you shouldn't have brought so many people, and followed to the palace of the surrounding empress! The moment you leave, all this is a foregone conclusion."

Zhao Shisong was angry and puzzled. He crossed the threshold, walked quickly to her, stared at her young and beautiful face, and said with regret:

"What magic power does that woman have? Although you grew up there, how could you have seen her as you? Why are you so stupid! Now Zhao Xianger is back, but After all, she is weak...You still have room to look back at this moment, I...I can leave the blame for the past."

While speaking, he stretched out his hand, trying to hold her shoulders.

Tang Yu took a step back without leaving a trace, his gaze became firmer and firmer.

"If I am stupid, you are stupid."

"Why?"

"You didn't see the bones of the empress, you dare to say that the empress is dead, what is it if it is not stupid?"

"But..."

Tang Yu didn't want to listen anymore, her eyes became more and more cold: "Besides, many people who died in Qianyu Palace twenty days ago, some of them were my former sisters."

There was the sound of birds singing outside the window, and the little scarlet finches had gone and returned.

Zhao Shisong glanced at it, and there was a huge fear in his heart. He finally realized something, and immediately stepped back, screaming: "Come here!"

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Ning Xiaoling's room was full of mess, and the assassin had already left.

Ning Xiaoling recalled the scene just now, still in shock.

When she watched helplessly as the arrow came in mid-air, one hand grabbed her arm and yanked her out.

She grasped Ning Changjiu's hand tightly and almost burst into tears.

Everything happened too suddenly tonight.

She pressed her chest, her heartbeat seemed to be beating her palms one after another, thumping hard to calm down.

She was lying on the bed, looking at her brother sadly: "Brother, let's go back..."

Ning Changjiu said: "I will find a suitable time and send you back first."

Ning Xiaoling said: "Then what about you? Don't you go with me?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I want to stay here."

Ning Xiaoling asked: "Does the things that happen in this imperial palace have something to do with brother?"

Ning Changjiu said: "That is their grievance, not my cause and effect."

"Well..." Ning Xiaoling thought for a while, but still boldly asked: "What is the cause and effect that brother is looking for?"