Death Spell

After a day of rain, it finally stopped.

A low-key white car drove into a European-style villa.The servant opened the car door. Le Wenyao was wearing a black evening dress, with a black silk scarf tied around her slender neck, looking noble and generous.Wearing a black suit and holding a black handbag, she gracefully got out of the car.The unique long white hair is loose, and with the movement of getting off the car, the hair is scattered on the black suit, black and white are distinct.

It's like walking on a red carpet, just for a moment, she is the focus of all eyes, not only Le Wenyao's identity, but also her temperament, making those who have never seen her dumbfounded.

Led by the servant, Le Wenyao walked into Uncle Le Shangkai's villa.

"Wen Yao, I'm really happy that you can come." Holding a champagne glass in his hand, Le Shangkai walked over with a smile, just about to give this niece a hug, but Le Wenyao stretched out his hand to stop her, and shrank her head back slightly Shrinking, with a look of disgust, he said: "Uncle, you drank so much wine, the taste is too strong."

Le Shangkai knew that Le Wenyao was obsessed with cleanliness, so he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll stay away from you. I heard that you got a pair of treasured swords, when will you show them to your uncle?"

Le Wenyao took the champagne handed over by the waiter and smiled: "How does uncle know that I got a pair of precious swords?"

This question was straightforward, Le Shangkai looked embarrassed, but there was always a smile on his face: "Don't you know what you liked since you were a child? The reason why you don't leave home for so long must be this... I guessed too."

Le Wenyao followed with a smile without changing his face: "Uncle is quite good at guessing, but it's not a precious sword, it's just an ancient modified sword, and it's handy to use."

"Oh? I liked changing knives when I was young, but I didn't delve into it for the sake of living, but my son likes it. Recently, I studied a kind of trigger air pressure, which uses the principle of a gun and adds a trigger to the scabbard. The power of unsheathing is more than three times your usual." After Le Shangkai finished speaking, he said to Assistant Zhu behind him: "Go and call the young master."

Assistant Zhu responded in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Master, the young master is not here, he... said he would come back later."

Before Le Shangkai frowned, Le Wenyao said indifferently: "It's okay, let Wenshuo come to me when I have time, wouldn't it be better to show it in person? Today is my uncle's birthday, so we can't just talk about business."

Le Shangkai laughed when he heard it: "Wen Yao is still the most considerate, okay, then I'll greet the guests first, and you look around first."

Le Wenyao looked around and waved his hands: "It's okay, Uncle, you should do your work first. I don't like crowds. I'll go back and walk around, and I'll be back soon."

Le Shangkai understood Le Wenyao's temper, and just said: "It's fine, but don't be too early, uncle hasn't seen you for so long, and still wants to talk to you, I have a finished product of Wenshuo research in my study, you can go to it if you are bored." Give it a try, I'll find you when I'm done."

Having said that, Le Wenyao naturally won't lose face, holding the handbag in one hand and the wine glass in the other, the corners of his mouth twitched: "Then...uncle is busy first."

Le Shangkai looked at the back of Le Wenyao leaving, and the smile on his face disappeared. He turned to Assistant Zhu and said calmly, "Where's the new product manager?"

"It was still there just now, but I don't know where it is now." Assistant Zhu responded.

"This girl is in charge of everything at present. Leshang International's project development next year is just a word from her. If... this brat's research makes Wen Yao like it, next year's real estate investment in the Eastern District will definitely be in my pocket... this matter If I don't do well, don't mention the bonus, I will pack my bags and go home." Le Shangkai said sternly.

When Assistant Zhu heard this, he didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately responded: "I'm going to find..."

The moonlight was in the sky, and because of the rain, the air was damp and cool, very comfortable.

Le Wenyao stepped on high heels and wore a black suit to the back garden of the villa.She was really interested in the design of the trigger air knife that her uncle had just mentioned.

It's just that the servants in front of him have all gone to the front hall to help, and there is no one here right now.

Based on the memory of coming here before, Le Wenyao remembered that his uncle's study was on the east side of the garden, and he had to go through the garden first.

Le Wenyao, who has always disliked wearing high heels, stepped on her high heels with puffed up lips, frowning slightly, looking at the non-slip gravel road in front of her, walking cautiously.Usually I don’t think this road is difficult to walk, but wearing high heels today, walking on this kind of road is simply suffering, I wish I could throw away my shoes and go barefoot.

Suddenly, a crying sound came from a distance, which attracted Le Wenyao's attention.

Today is my uncle's birthday, who is crying here for nothing, Le Wenyao looked up and swept around, and the crying disappeared again...

Staring at the depths of the garden, it seemed to be coming from there. Driven by curiosity, Le Wenyao looked carefully, and suddenly a figure passed by there quickly.

The speed was astonishingly fast, Le Wenyao frowned, could it be a thief?

Following the direction that the figure left, Le Wenyao also quickened her pace.

Before she knew it, Le Wenyao had already been deeply trapped in the man-made forest. There was no light here, and the surrounding area was also very dark. She could only get a rough idea by relying on the moonlight and the distant lights.

Suddenly a white shadow rushed towards Le Wenyao, subconsciously dodged, but the high heels didn't stand firm, and the whole person fell backward due to weightlessness...

Just when Le Wenyao finished thinking, her waist tightened, and Le Wenyao was held in his arms like this.

Followed by a burst of cold fragrance, seeping into the nose.

But this is not outside after all, who would come here at night?Still supporting yourself so accurately?

Could it be that figure?

Thinking about it, she raised her eyebrows to look, but Le Wenyao was dumbfounded.

In Le Wenyao's world, there are several types of beauties.In her eyes, Anya and Tang Song are beauties who can be spotted in the crowd at a glance.The personality is also the type that Le Wenyao likes, the sorceress is indifferent and elegant, and the forensic sister is noble and elegant.

But for the woman in front of her, Le Wenyao couldn't find any adjectives, and there was a hint of enchantment on her expressionless face.Especially the tearless mole under her left eye reminded Le Wenyao of the female corpse who took away her first kiss.

Just thinking about it, Le Wenyao straightened up, thanked her first, and then asked, "Who are you and why are you here?"

"Sang Xie." Sang Xie brushed back her curly black hair, straightened the tie on the neckline of her white shirt, and responded: "The boss asked me to find Miss Le to go to the study room. I wanted to see Miss Le pass by before saying hello. But turned around."

"Sang...?" Le Wenyao was a little sensitive to this word, because there was this word on the knife sheath, and she said calmly, "Then when you came to find me, did you see anything?"

Sang Xie shook her head, turned her expressionless face to the side, and said, "The study is over there, I'll accompany you." After speaking, she left first.

Staring at the woman's back, Le Wenyao curled her lips, it was the first time she met someone colder than her when she was so old.

"Hi, are you new here?" Le Wenyao asked after her.

Sang Xie said lightly, "First day at work."

"The first day?" Le Wenyao seemed to understand, and muttered to himself, "No wonder, what are you mainly responsible for?"

Sang Xie suddenly stopped, turned to look at Le Wenyao, but she didn't speak, and said after a few seconds: "I'm currently in charge of taking Miss Le to the study, please."

Le Wenyao was stunned, looking at her eyes just now, thinking she was going to say something... I didn't expect it to be just this, I have never seen such a nonsensical person.

"Why does uncle want me to go to the study so much?" Le Wenyao asked stridingly.

"What does Miss Le think?" Sang Xie said in a calm but meaningful tone, "I'm just a part-time worker, doing the work arranged by the boss. The rest... I don't know, and I can't guess."

"Boss?" Le Wenyao heard this and said playfully, "Then do you know who I am?" One day people are on the bar?

Sang Xie suppressed her expression and said, "I only know that you are Miss Le."

Le Wenyao turned her back to Sang Xie, pursed her lips, put her hands in her arms, snorted, and strode towards the study.

Seeing her angry appearance, the corners of Sang Xie's mouth curled up slightly. This kind of Le Wenyao was no stranger to her.

Just looking sideways at the figure hidden in the depths of the forest, Sang Xie's already gloomy eyes, against the backdrop of the moonlight, added a bit of chill.

What will happen if you are one step late?

Deep in the man-made forest, a pair of red eyes were buried in the darkness, and then disappeared.

Sang Xie didn't think much, just took two quick steps, opened the door for Le Wenyao, and the two walked into the study one after the other.

This place is called a study room, but the displays and furnishings are all kinds of weapons.

"Before I saw what grandpa left me, I liked to come to play with my uncle because there are weapons I like here." Le Wenyao said to himself, then turned around and asked: "Since it is uncle who asked you to come Looking for me, but want you to show me the new knife that Wen Shuo researched?"

Sang Xie did not deny it, but took down a white long knife from the outermost knife holder, and said, "This is the knife, but it is still in the testing stage. There is a dojo in the back. Miss Le, do you want to try it?"

"Is it really the first day at work? How familiar..." Le Wenyao didn't continue the topic. After all, what day this person went to work had nothing to do with her, so she turned and walked towards the dojo.

Sang Xie just smiled and said nothing.

The dojo is very spacious. Le Wenyao took off her high heels and stepped on the floor barefoot. She casually wrapped the skirt of her black evening dress around her waist and lifted it up to show her slender white thighs. She raised her hands The white silk is bundled up high, revealing a delicate profile.

Sang Xie looked at everything with a blank expression, and handed the knife to Le Wenyao, reminding him: "Hold the trigger, and the speed of unsheathing will be faster than before. Miss Le, pay attention to the strength of the waist, the impact force is easy It hurt my waist."

Le Wenyao nodded, took the long saber, weighed it first, it was heavier than ordinary sabers, held the trigger with one hand, turned to Sang Xie and said, "Since it's dangerous, you should stand far away."

Sang Xie obediently took a few steps back.

Le Wenyao pressed the trigger with a serious face, and only heard a "pop", and the knife flew out of the scabbard. This force was not only greater than expected, but even exceeded expectations.Le Wenyao only felt her waist being flashed forcefully, her brows frowned, and the knife in her hand was taken off like this, and she saw the unsheathed long knife flying towards Sang Xie...

"Be careful!" Le Wenyao said, frowning.

Sang Xie looked at the knife flying towards her without changing his face, and flicked his finger on the back of the knife, the blade directly deviated from the course and fell to the ground.

At that moment, Le Wenyao forgot about her back pain, and this movement was so cool.

Sang Xie picked up the knife that fell on the ground, came to Le Wenyao, and said calmly, "Have you forgotten the reminder just now? Using a knife like Miss Le will not only hurt innocent people, but also damage the waist. "

Le Wenyao was taken aback for a moment, this tone...like a grandfather.

Sang Xie took a step forward and raised his arms to surround Le Wenyao, which looked like a hug from the outside.Cold fingers ran across Le Wenyao's back, and pressed lightly on the lumbar spine... Le Wenyao's brows were slightly frowned.

"It hurts, it hurts..." Le Wenyao yelled, and for some reason, her heart beat faster.

"Look, you've slipped your waist." Sang Xie's cold voice echoed in Le Wenyao's ears.

Le Wenyao never liked someone being so close to her, and even in such a distressed situation, she took a step back indiscriminately, but Le Wenyao didn't feel good about taking a step, her waist was really hurt, not only did she not keep up with her footsteps, The whole body loses its center of gravity and leans backward.

Seeing Sang Xie's face getting farther and farther away, Le Wenyao gritted her teeth and raised her hand, trying to grab Sang Xie, but unexpectedly grabbed Sang Xie's tie...

After that, Le Wenyao was even worse.

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