The assassin's princess is actually my aunt

In the dark sky, several unusually bright stars are slowly approaching. In the ancient and strange castle, two black shadows flash by quickly, like an illusion.

"Meng Lan... Did the boss really promise you that he would let you go after completing this mission?"

The man's deep and hoarse voice echoed in the empty hall.

The woman in front stopped and turned to look at the man who was talking. Her face was covered by a black veil, so her features could not be seen clearly.

But the only pair of eyes exposed were full of charm and a bewitching smile.

A tight nightgown shows off the woman's exquisite, seductive and devilishly hot figure.

The big wavy hair is piled up high, and a strand of hair in front of the forehead hangs down playfully to the ear, adding a bit of cuteness.

Hearing the man's words, he couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Night Wolf, stay alert during the mission."

The soft and seductive voice made the man frown.

"Night Wolf, look, we found it. Haha, out of the thirteen people we brought this time, only you and I are left. Fortunately, we finally found this legendary treasure... the Panlong Spirit King Ring."

The bronze ring and the imperial green gemstone glowed with a faint green light in the darkness, which was domineering yet restrained, elegant yet noble.

This is the legendary Panlong Lingwang Ring that can connect ancient and modern times.

The woman, Meng Lan curled the corners of her mouth seductively, she didn’t know whether she could understand the past and the present, but she was sure that the treasure was priceless.

Otherwise, the man wouldn't have offered to let me go on the condition that I just need him to get the Panlong Lingwang Ring.

And he sent out thirteen of them. You must know that these thirteen people were the last cards in his hand.

Whether it is assassination, stealing intelligence, or stealing treasure, only two or three of them need to be dispatched. Over the years, there has been no mission that cannot be completed.

Now, she has taken the initiative to take over everyone, and now only she and Yelang are left. You can see how precious she is.

This castle is very strange. Not only is it guarded by the army, but it also has numerous internal force mechanisms.

Meng Lan looked down and saw her shoulder which was soaked with blood.

I have been officially accepting missions since I was twelve years old, and this is the first time I have been injured in five years.

"What is this?" Yelang asked, looking at a rosewood box next to the Panlong Lingwang Ring.

Meng Lan raised her eyebrows and opened the rosewood box, smelling a refreshing fragrance. Inside was a pill, so it must be a good thing if they can be put together.

"boom…"

"Be careful... um"

Yelang let out a muffled groan and Menglan was knocked away.

"Night Wolf, do you want to betray the organization too?" A middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the lobby with a group of black people.

"Lan'er...you really didn't disappoint me. Give me the ring and Guiyuan Pill." The man looked at Meng Lan and said with a smile.

Meng Lan looked at Ye Lang who was lying on the ground, and narrowed her eyes slightly: "Why? Are you reluctant to leave me again?"

Sui raised the ring and wooden box in his hand and said, "Do you want it? Of course, you have raised me for so many years, how could I go against you?"

The woman whispered softly, teasing like a lover, but with a deep and sinister meaning, and the smile on her lips was cold.

"Boss, why? You promised that as long as Meng Lan gets the Panlong Lingwang Ring, you will let her go.

She has contributed a lot to the organization over the years." Night Wolf said with difficulty, holding his chest.

"Leave? In all these years, who have you seen leave alive?" The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze from Night Wolf and looked at Meng Lan again: "I guess you didn't believe it either?"

Meng Lan stroked the black hair beside her ears: "Haha, why do you say that? Why don't you let me believe it?"

Meng Lan's eyes suddenly turned cold and mocking, and she said word by word: "Yes, I never believed it."

The middle-aged man did not get angry, but smiled calmly: "Menglan, that's why I really can't bear to part with you.

Since you were little, I sent people to teach you various skills and taught you to be determined and ruthless.

No matter how you look at it, you are the best.

Why did you leave me? Am I not good to you?

"Lan'er, will you stay by my side?" The man's face was filled with a hint of pampering and morbidity. He opened his arms and slowly walked towards Meng Lan.

Meng Lan lifted her sleeves slightly, and a silver-white light shot out.

The man touched his face with his hand, and licked the marks left by the flakes on his face with his tongue.

The smell of blood made the man's face look even more ferocious: "Don't blame me, Lan'er. I've already given you a chance."

"Shit", facing more than a dozen AK-47s, Meng Lan could no longer remain calm.

Tiancan silk came out from her sleeves, and the three-edged hook was inserted. Menglan jumped up and flew, and five flying knives were shot out in an instant. Without exception, they hit the five people in the center of their eyebrows.

He took back the flying knife and attacked again, aiming directly at the man's life. Silver light flashed and blood flowed everywhere.

With the help of Tiancan silk, it quickly moved through the lobby like a ghost in the dark night.

The middle-aged man stared at Meng Lan closely, took the pistol from his man and pointed it at the shadow.

After all, she was trained by himself, so he was very familiar with Meng Lan and went straight to the heart.

Night Wolf leaped out and blocked the fatal shot.

Meng Lan rolled on the ground and brought Yelang behind the stone pillar.

Her eyebrows knitted slightly: "Why?"

Night Wolf took off the mask on his face. These killers had been wearing masks or veils since childhood. They had never seen each other's true faces and only knew each other's code names.

Night Wolf was trained with him since he was a child. As far as he could remember, he rarely spoke and never disobeyed the man's orders.

This time she arranged for him to accompany her. Meng Lan always felt that it was that man who asked him to monitor her.

But now, he had blocked bullets for her twice. She couldn't understand it, so she looked at Yelang's pale and weak face and asked.

"My name is Jingxuan..." Yelang stared at Menglan's face and said softly, "My name is Jingxuan. If I can survive, don't call me Menglan anymore."

Those eyes, which were originally calm and silent, now contained too many emotions, love, reluctance, and expectation.

A killer cannot be emotional. Once he is emotional, he will become a weak spot. Only at this last moment, did Night Wolf dare to release his infatuation of so many years.

Meng Lan naturally understood Ye Lang's emotions. She looked at him quietly, her expression gradually becoming dim until she closed her eyes.

There was no fluctuation in Meng Lan's eyes. She could neither understand nor accept such love that cost one's life to save another.

He lowered his head and stroked the dream orchid engraved on the wristband. The dream orchid, the flower of death, relies on rotten plants to obtain nutrients and grows in dark and humid places.

Meng Lan put the Panlong Lingwang Ring on her finger and looked out the window, where seven stars were about to connect in a line.

She pulled off the black veil on her face, revealing her stunning appearance. Her red lips were slightly curled, her eyes were turned up, and she was extremely charming: If I can still live, I will not be called Meng Lan.

The three-edged hook came out of the sleeve and hit the window frame. When the middle-aged man saw clearly, Meng Lan was already standing on the glass-inlaid high platform. Behind her was the abyss of a thousand-foot cliff.

Her long hair was flying and her eyes were seductive, like a spirit that had been awakened from a thousand-year-old castle.

Meng Lan shook the ring on her slender finger: "You tried so hard to get it, and now it's on my hand, come and take it."

The middle-aged man signaled the man in black to stop and said, "Lan'er, why both of you lose? Come back to me and be my wife."

Meng Lan laughed heartily as if she had heard a joke, raised the Guiyuan Pill in her hand, and said:

"You never do anything without confidence. I think a net has been laid out outside. But... I don't know what miraculous effect this Guiyuan Pill has?"

As he said this, he put the Guiyuan Pill into his mouth. The middle-aged man saw this and his expression changed, and he became angry: "You don't know whether to live or die."

Just when the man was enraged, Meng Lan quickly swung out with her right hand, and a silver light flashed out.

"Bang..." A bullet sank into her thigh. Meng Lan fell straight down, looking at the flying knife between the middle-aged man's eyebrows.

Meng Lan had a charming smile on her face. In the distant sky, seven stars finally formed a line, emitting dim starlight.

The darkness around was like an impermanent abyss, as if it was going to suck everything into it.

The imperial green gemstone echoes the cool starlight and also flashes a mysterious cold light.