There are only four words, Yan Le doesn't understand, but Xuan Fei understands.

But he was lucky, and he quickly explained: "Master, I have prepared everything, give me half an hour, and I can get it done." ”

"Do it right away." Mu Lingyi said four simple words again, and then quickened his pace to the main hall of the dark guard gate.

Yan Le originally Mu Lingyi would take himself to meet their door master, at least that's the case, but for some reason, after Mu Lingyi saw the figure in front of him, he stopped his originally vigorous pace.

"Yan'er," he tried to be as natural as possible, trying not to be so nervous.

"Go back to the room and wait for me first, good~" He smiled softly at her, looked at her obediently nodded, and wanted to drop a kiss between her foreheads, but she avoided her.

"Ling Yi, be more restrained here, and make up for you when you go back," she pulled down his hand to touch her face, and stepped back to distance herself from him.

Mu Lingyi knew her intentions, she didn't want to be questioned by someone like Hanrui again, so she wanted herself to be as indifferent as before, so she kept avoiding it, and she didn't want the intimacy between the two to be shown in front of others.

His face is thinking about himself in everything he does.

The smile and tenderness in his eyes were so deep that he almost drowned Yan Le, nodded at her, and whispered, "Okay, go back and ask Yan Er for compensation." ”

He showed her unlimited tenderness, turned around and said coldly to Xuan Fei: "Send Yan'er to my room." ”

The corners of Xuan Fei's mouth twitched helplessly, and he felt infinitely aggrieved in his heart, but he only promised to answer and obey, and then took Yan Le and walked to the residential area behind the main hall.

Yan Le's eyes glanced at the ergo standing in the main hall, and then followed Xuan Fei's footsteps to leave.

Xuan Fei took Yan Le to Mu Lingyi's room and left, he had to hurry up and do a good job of the things that the master had explained, otherwise he would have to be taught a lesson by the master, and the master said for the first time that he was not doing well! I'm so aggrieved, I was supposed to complete the task perfectly, it's all to blame....

There are too many people to blame.

Alas, it's better to blame yourself for not doing things well.

Yan Le walked gently around the room, the smile on the corner of her mouth appeared unconsciously, and her heart was filled with strange satisfaction.

Because what she is in now is her Ling Yi, the house where she has lived for more than ten years.

The spacious room is very simple, and all the places that need to be decorated with fabrics are faint dark colors, which give people a feeling that is not oppressive and very fresh.

Her hand brushed gently over his desk, over his mattress, over his neatly stacked clothes. But when it came to clothes, she remembered that her burden was still there.

Alas....

He actually let Ling Yi carry a burden to see the door master, which really hurt him to lose face.

She sighed helplessly, but heard a knock on the door.

She walked to the door and opened it, and watched an old man leaning against the doorframe, looking at her with a kind smile on his face.

"Little girl, come with me somewhere." He saw that Yan Le's face was indifferent, and he didn't have any enthusiasm for taking the initiative, so he could only express his intention first.

"What do you call the old man?" Yan Le avoided his words and wanted to start from the first step, the first step to get to know each other.

"You can call me master, I am Mu Xiaozi's master." The old man was very calm, and the smile on his face became deeper and deeper.

"Since it's a master, then you can come and sit down first, Ling Yi is not here now, I can't walk around at will." Yan Le retreated from the middle of the door, and politely made a gesture for him.

She didn't know what kind of intentions he had, she didn't know what Ling Yi knew about herself and him, and she didn't know what kind of purpose he had in order to bring her.

Too much I don't know, too much uncertainty to accept.

The old man was smiling and relaxed on the surface, but in his heart he felt that Yan Le, like Mu Lingyi, was very uncute! It's the same disobedience, the same vigilance, and the same unfun!

But since it's the same, it must be the same ruthlessness to do it.

Such a thought made the old man's heart even more heartfelt to abduct Yan Le.

"Little girl, I'm not here to find your family, I'm here to find you, you come with me quickly, otherwise I'll go to Lamu Kid now, he's busy dealing with all kinds of questions now, you shouldn't want to make trouble for him, right?" The old man said very sincerely, and he said it very heartily, as if he really came to Yan Le out of business.

But the threat to Yan Le in his words was very unintentional, but it was very right for Yan Le.

She remembered that Ling Yi wanted to take herself directly into the main hall just now, but gave up this idea after looking at their door master, presumably he really had to face a lot of doubts, and he didn't want to watch from the sidelines, worried about him, so let himself come back first.

He thinks about himself like this, and he can share some of it for him.

Two words came out of her mouth coldly.

"Let's go." Then he stepped out of the room, turned and closed the door.

The old man turned around and walked beside Yan Le, took her around the road, and walked elsewhere.

He was still as active as ever, turning his head from time to time to look at Yan Le's cold face.

"Little girl, it's a pity that your little face has been scratched." Regret rose in his words, but his face was overshadowed by excitement as he turned into a small wooden bridge outside.

"Look at it," he happily called out to Yan Le to look forward.

But there was a wooden bridge over a mountain stream ahead, and there was nothing, no one.

Yan Le knew very well that this must be unusual for the old man he came, he was Ling Yi's master.

She calmed down and sensed everything around her.

In the end, he could only feel hostility and killing intent, and he couldn't detect where the hidden killer was hiding behind the grass.

The old man squatted on the ground, grabbed a large handful of gravel with his hand, and then threw it out seemingly unintentionally, but after the stone hit the end of the grass and trees, there were many exclamations of pain.

Those killers finally stopped hiding and appeared directly, surrounding Yan Le and the old man in their center.

Yan Le's gaze instantly became colder than the long sword in the killer's hand, she looked at them sideways, without fear, retreating, she recognized it, the same long sword in their hands was the same as before Xuan Fei.

They are the people of the Secret Gate.

"Little girl, kill these people, they are traitors, come to kill Mu boy." The old man's cheerful voice remembered again, he didn't have a trace of timidity, some were happy! It's exciting! It's a matter of waiting to see.

He admits that this little girl is not fun, but this little girl is good at ruthlessness, and it is suitable to stay in their secret guard.

When Yan Le heard his words, the chill in his eyes was even worse, the traitor came to kill Ling Yi, and Ling Yi eradicated the traitor before, heh, it turned out to be someone who came to seek revenge. This old man is also quite good at borrowing a knife to kill people, and he actually brought himself here to act as a clear guard of the dark guard.

However, with the murderous intent towards Ling Yi, he couldn't stay.

She leapt up behind her, the killer who most easily thought she couldn't care about him, and she struck him in the neck with a sharp blade, and * grabbed his sword-holding wrist, and with a hard break, broke his wrist, snatched his sword, and turned it across his chest, killing him in an instant.

The old man was stunned when he watched from the sidelines, and felt that this scene was the same as he had guessed.

The little girl and Mu boy are really the same bloodthirsty.

He took advantage of the fact that everyone was attracted by Yan Le, left the encirclement, retreated into the distance, and watched Yan Le fight with dozens of people.

Yan Le's long sword was particularly uncomfortable, because, every time she aimed the blade at the opponent's meridians, the sword that was withdrawn always carried an extra amount of blood, and her own clean clothes were stained red with extremely fast blood.

The traitor of the Secret Guard, who had been killed for most of his part, looked at his companion who had fallen to the ground, and his heart was extremely angry.

A rather leading person stood in front of several of his injured companions and discussed with Yan Le: "Girl, you have nothing to do with the Dark Gate, so why should you get involved in our dispute. ”

Yan Le smiled coldly at him, that smile was terrifying from hell and from the dark abyss.

She turned to the man who had appeared since she had killed the second person, but had been standing by and watching, and asked, "Door Master, you listen to him, you have a great enmity with your secret guard, don't you make a move?" ”

She thought it was ridiculous, this person, as the master of the door, they came towards Ling Yi, came towards the dark gate, but he had the patience to watch.

And judging from the appearance of him alone, he really punished Ling Yi, and even he appeared here, but Ling Yi did not appear.

There was a hint of confusion in the man's eyes, and then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, such a smile carried a trace of undetectable evil.

"Girl, eradicating the traitor has always been Ling Yi's task, and now he can't do his duty, if you are willing to help him, why not." He said indifferently, and then, like the old man, stood in the distance, with a posture of staying out of the matter.

"Okay, then as long as these people die, Ling Yi's mission will be completed, right?" She raised her eyebrows slightly, and said very easily, as if she had killed someone, and it was not a big deal.

"But at present, it seems that traitors cannot be killed." The man said a little helplessly, but his eyes were full of playfulness.

The leading man who originally wanted to persuade Yan Le listened to the conversation between the two, looked at the man in the distance suspiciously, and said to Yan Le: "Girl, you don't know anything, it's better not to get involved." He wasn't stupid, he knew that she had already made up her mind to destroy them, so he used words to lower Yan Le's vigilance.

Then, taking advantage of her inattention, the long sword stabbed at her waist.

Yan Le dodged sideways, and it was very easy to dodge.

The tricks they learned were already to avoid close-quarters attacks, so it was easiest to avoid what they thought was the neatest assassination.

She flashed to the side of the comforting traitor, smiled at him, and then resolutely let the sword go into his body.

And the death of the leader made the rest of the people even more like death, and they attacked Yan Le together, constantly flanking her.

Yan Le dodged lightly and flexibly, getting rid of one after another, not caring about the blood, splashing on her face and long hair, dyeing her whole body red.

Even her arm, which was cut by the blade with a tiny barb, hung up, she didn't feel a trace of pain.

Her emotions are wooden, and her body is cold.

It wasn't until they were all killed by herself that she felt relieved.