On an equal footing with the villains

Chapter 190 Where is it that makes people think about it?
Luo Yi, who was wearing night clothes, stuck to the wall, holding her breath and cautiously approaching the destination.

It has been so long since I came to the South Continent, and although I have taken on several missions, I am still nervous right now.

What's more, the object of the task is still the Prince of the East Palace of Shidan Kingdom.

Previously, she had disguised herself as a court lady and inquired about Yi Anhe, but there was very little information available.

He didn't know Yi Anhe's cultivation level, let alone how many guards were lurking around the East Palace.

Standing still in a secret place, slender and slender five fingers swayed slightly, traces of spiritual energy pierced through the fingertips, and drifted silently into the bedroom with only a little candlelight.

The spiritual power turned into filaments and wrapped around the person on the seat quietly, and then tightened quietly.

There was no sound inside, and the people in the seats seemed completely unaware that they were in danger.

Luo Yi took a deep breath, and carefully concealed her figure and rushed in, holding a magic weapon that shone with aura.

The moment she raised her hand to stab, the person on the seat suddenly opened her eyes, looking straight at Luo Yi with dark eyes.

Luo Yi's brows twitched, and she screamed inwardly, but she didn't have time to dodge.

Yi Anhe broke free from the silk on his body, and grasped Luo Yi's neck with his hands shining with spiritual power.

Luo Yi raised her hand to knock it down, the magic weapon in her hand flipped with flashing spiritual power, and slapped Yi Anhe from in front of her.

Yi Anhe dodged away, his voice was cold, "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the East Palace to assassinate me? Who ordered you?"

Luo Yi covered her face and did not let him see her face.

She clenched the magic weapon in her hand, avoided his questioning, and tried to get rid of him in a short time.

But after all, she still underestimated the enemy. The strength of the opponent was one level higher than hers, and it was a bit difficult for her to deal with it.

And the movement here is not small, if the guards stationed in the East Palace are attracted, then it will be difficult for her to retreat unscathed.

Seeing that the visitor didn't answer his question, Yi Anhe felt sullen in his heart, and at the same time, his movements became more ruthless.

Luo Yi didn't notice, the sword was rubbed under her ribs, and she felt a biting pain.

Luo Yi frowned.

After several fights, it is obviously impossible to kill him, and now only saving his life is the most important thing.

Flipping his hands quickly, he shot out several bursts of spiritual power to block Yi Anhe's footsteps, turned around and left quickly while clutching his wound.

Yi Anhe's expression was grim after being annoyed by the smoke, he clenched his fists and chased after him.
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After Le Lingyin took a bath, she walked into the room and saw Xi Wuci sitting at the table, drinking with a calm expression.

Le Lingyin's long hair was still wet, she was wearing milky white underwear, her face was rosy after taking a bath, and she looked very gentle under the bright yellow light.

Le Lingyin couldn't help laughing at the gaze of the superior, "Mr. Xi didn't go back to his room to stay at such a late hour, but ran to my place. If the palace people saw it, how should I explain it?"

"How do you want to explain it?"

Xi Wuci scooped her up with his long arm, and took her into his arms and sat down. He accidentally pressed her wet hair, and Le Lingyin hurriedly pulled her hair out, "It's still wet!"

She looked at him with a smile in her bright eyes, "How do you want me to explain? Mr. Xi, don't forget, now you and I are in the relationship of master and servant. This night, the servant came to the master's room. But it has to make people think about it.”

"Where does it make people think?"

A faint fragrance radiated from her body, calming the faint dryness in his heart.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Le Lingyin's robe came to his hand, "It's cold, dress well."

Le Lingyin wrapped her robe, nodded heavily, and replied sweetly, "Yes, I see, Mr. Xi!"

(End of this chapter)