blue wind

After that time, Xanth was blocked by Lang Ling three times.

Later, Cang'er simply didn't even have to resist, as long as he recognized that it was Lang Ling who blocked him, he consciously and obediently followed Lang Ling back to Tingfeng Pavilion for the night.

Of course, at this time, Lang Ling always had to slap her own mark on him over and over again before giving up.

But he had to leave early the next morning, and never stayed too long, even if Ying Langling tried to persuade him to stay later, he would never stay for breakfast.

So countless times, Lang Ling brought breakfast upstairs, only to find that the man had left without any surprise.Facing the empty room, he sat by the window and finished his share in silence.

Lang Ling felt helpless about this.

Just like Chi Sui said: "If you want to keep a little bat in a cage, you still have a long way to go."

It's just that he didn't know that Cocklebur gradually regarded Tingfeng Pavilion as a place to rest.

Like a little bat that was exhausted after walking through the deep night and the torrential rain, it quietly retracted its wings and took a rest under the brightly lit eaves.

But she just shrunk silently in the shadows, with the bright lights shining in her pupils.

Not every time Langling could block him.If you count it carefully, the assassination efficiency of Xanthium is extremely high, on average, you can succeed once a month, but the probability of Lang Ling blocking him is about half and half, and you can find his trace once in two times.

At other times, Xanthium would quietly touch the nearest branch of Tingfeng Pavilion, look at it from a distance for a while, and then leave without making a sound or disturbing anyone.Although most of the time, this time does not coincide with the time he can see, but just listening to the hustle and bustle that belongs to the world, and imagining that person behind the scenes controlling the operation of this huge organization, he felt a rise in his heart for no reason. A bit of inextinguishable warmth, even the coldest wind can't extinguish it.

But his caution remains.He didn't believe anyone in Tingfeng Pavilion except Langling. If Langling hadn't brought him back in person, he would have just watched from afar and never stepped forward, so sometimes, they were so close Li, pass by.

It was no longer convenient for Lang Ling to disclose her whereabouts to the outside world.The old head of Qianyumen finally passed away not long ago, much earlier than most people expected.Lang Ling had already found out what was wrong with it, and immediately sent an anonymous superstitious letter to Ying Ziyu.On the same day, Ying Ziyu had a quarrel with the chief elder in the sect, and left with serious injuries, and has not been seen since.Some people who had been dissatisfied for a long time also took the opportunity to defect, and the vitality of Qianyumen was seriously injured. Jiuxing Palace seized the opportunity and wanted to annex Qianyumen in one fell swoop. Immediately hit, hit is dead, there is no antidote, most of the people who came to pick up bargains from Jiuxing Palace died, and even the palace owner was besieged and killed in the wilderness after being poisoned.Having lost a top expert, the Nine Star Palace was no longer able to suppress the wolves surrounding it, and soon the family property was divided up. Among them, it was Liujiazhuang who secretly took a big advantage.

Naturally, Qian Yumen also participated in the competition, but after all the wear and tear in the gate was serious, so not many won.The matter should have ended here, but for some reason, Gan Yumen and Jiuxing Palace Yumai suddenly targeted Tingfeng Pavilion crazily. Time to spread one's true location is asking for trouble.

But even so, he still had a great time playing this hide-and-seek game with Xanthium, he still held that person in his arms without any precautions, and slept soundly, and he still dared to expose all his deadly features. One was exposed to the most dangerous killer.

Later, when Xanthium recalled why he chose to embark on that road of no return without hesitation, he had to admit that this unreserved trust accounted for most of the reasons.

As for the other small part... probably it was the tenderness of that person when he held his cracked hands in the cold wind.

That was the first time he was caught by Lang Ling after the incident at Xialang Villa.It was still a chilly spring at that time, in order to wait for an opportunity, he froze for a long time on a wind vent, and when everything was over, the skin on his hands was frozen and cracked, because he clenched the weapon too hard, and a few streaks of blood flowed out.

But cocklebur had been injured countless times, and he didn't pay attention to this kind of small wound that was just a little itchy.According to experience, it will be fine in a few days.

But when Lang Ling saw it, her face became very serious on the spot.He first put a fox fur coat on the cocklebur, then put the hands that were red and stiff from the cold into his palms, and breathed lightly.

"...What's going on here? Bear with me, I'll take you back to get the medicine." He said like this.

Cocklebur didn't reply.But the warmth seeped in from every small wound on his hand, mixed into the blood, sent to the whole body with the blood circulation, and warmed to the bottom of his heart.

Everyone in the world said that he was a walker of shadows, life-threatening and impermanent, born with a cold heart, like the snow-capped mountains in the Western Regions that would never change.

Only the man stepped through the guarded line of defense and held his bloody hands that were cracked and cracked in the wind and snow.

...How can people not risk their lives for it.

No hesitation.

Langling still didn't know that his unintentional actions made him feel a lot in Xan'er's heart, or, since he saw Xan'er's messy living ability, he was used to looking after that person carefully in every aspect, so On the contrary, he didn't notice the ripples in Xan'er's heart caused by that trivial matter.

He is currently busy with another extremely important matter besides fighting with Qian Yumen and the remaining veins of Jiuxing Palace.

That is, how to get cocklebur from the hands of Gu Mo Lingling Lord Hua Yan.

The leak of the news this time is basically sure to be the work of the Songbian faction, but in all the waves of counterattacks, Lang Ling is keenly aware that a mysterious force has joined in.It didn't want to take advantage of the fire, nor did it want to fish in troubled waters, but it was clearly targeting Tingfengge, or in other words - targeting him.

An Xiao went to track down the identities of the batches of killers, most of them were dead fighters trained by Qianyumen and Jiuxinggong Yumai or killers hired by other sects involved, but some... were actually The hidden guard who defected from Xialang Villa.

When Lang Ling heard the news, she was almost sure that those hidden guards were taken away by Hua Yan.

It's just that he didn't understand Hua Yan's identity to target him.Is it the lord of Gu Mo Ridge, the lord of "Ghost Bat", or... a rival in love?

Thinking of the torn painting by him, Lang Ling's eyes narrowed.

No matter what, he won't let go.

It's just in case that guy really broke his face and threatened him with cocklebur...

Lang Ling lowered her eyes, dipped the brush in the ink, and wrote something on the thick piece of paper under her hand.

He had to be prepared.

Chi Sui was sitting on the side watching him write the plan, yawning from boredom.

Originally, he had a lot of fun collecting herbs in Wumang Mountain. If this guy hadn't been attacked too much recently and told him that he had a headache again, he wouldn't have cared about this guy.

After another half an hour, he finally couldn't bear it any longer, and poked his head over the edge: "What are you writing about? How do you think you are more cautious than letting me poison you?"

"It's nothing." Langling closed her eyes slightly, folded the written paper, and spread out another one, "It's just to save the cocklebur's plan as much as possible."

"That little bat?" Chi Sui asked in surprise, "Is something wrong? Why do you want to protect him?"

"Not yet, but it will be too late to plan these things if something happens." Lang Ling said, "I have a hostile relationship with his master at the moment. In order to prevent problems before they happen, lest that guy Huayan attack him , you have to be prepared.”

"Nightmare? That guy is willing to attack the little bat..." Chi Sui muttered in a low voice.

"Huh?" Lang Ling didn't hear what he was saying, and turned her head in doubt.

"It's nothing, I mean..." Chi Sui's eyeballs rolled around, "You want to get the little bat over? That's not easy."

"I know." Lang Ling sighed, with tired eyes showing, "But I can't just leave him in Hua Yan's hands like that. I'm not at ease."

"There is nothing to worry about. The assassination success rate of 'Ghost Bat' is frighteningly high, and it has never missed a shot so far." Chi Sui shook his head, "Besides, he is the killer weapon of Huamao, that guy will not let him get into trouble so easily .”

"What if? That guy has such a temper..." Langling rubbed his temples with a headache, "When the day comes, he won't care, he will just think that it is his life, and he will hand it over when he should give it up." Go out without any hesitation."

"But I care." He slowly folded his hands and ten fingers together, his knuckles creaking, "I am in charge of the information of the entire Tingfeng Pavilion, I know how those killers were planted and where they were folded , and even how much will be folded into a task..."

Chi Sui looked at him quietly.

"I've never paid attention to these things before. No matter what you do, you have to pay a price for success. In my opinion, the killers involved are nothing more than the price you pay to achieve your goals." Lang Ling sighed wearily. Tone, "But now... I'm afraid."

"I'm afraid that he will be hurt, that he will be deceived and betrayed, that he will really sacrifice his life to complete the mission, that he will... never come back."

Chi Sui moved slightly with his expression.

He didn't expect his normally sensible friend to fall so thoroughly, he really put all his energy and body into planning for the future of the person who had been ignorant all this time.

"But..." he said with rare hesitation, "Some things...can't be planned?"

Just as Lang Ling was about to reply, her expression changed instantly, she threw herself to the side, and threw Chi Sui to the ground.A row of poisonous nails brushed against the scalps of the two of them, wedged deeply into the solid wood desk, and sawdust flew around for a while.

"You stay here!" Lang Ling made a decisive decision, "I'll go out and have a look!"

Chi Suiyong is powerful in poisoning and saving people, and his light kung fu is still fast, but his kung fu against the enemy is purely at the level of a three-legged cat, and he can be regarded as a delicate and weak civil servant.He was very self-aware, "chucked" under the table, and at the same time did not forget to remind: "Hey, it sounds like there are a lot of people here, so be careful, but don't be too careful, after all, I'm here."

Langling nodded slightly at him, and turned over the window neatly.

The author has something to say: 50% progress in cocklebur strategy

Sure enough, no one will watch it once you come back from a long vacation???