he doesn't use a knife

Night and darkness.

Xue Lanling put on a mask and quietly walked out of her room.

It is said to be silent, but in fact, the killer of Qidaomen hidden in the dark has long been aware of it.

But they don't ask, neither stop nor track.

——This is the privilege of being an elite killer.

Killers may be numb, they don't care about right and wrong, and they don't care about emotions.Everything they do is to complete the task, and completing the task is the only meaning of their life.

But killers are people too.

When people live in this world, they will be oppressed by power. They may not be able to lift their heads up, or they may try their best to look up, and they will breed endless ambitions.

Killers still have ambitions.

They will also compare who kills more people, completes more tasks, who completes the tasks the fastest and most brilliantly, who is the killer that the sect master remembers, and who is unknown and easily given up Sacrifice.

Xue Lanling will not be the abandoned son.

So Xue Lanling could easily walk out of this room and explore around as if entering no one's land.

——Xue Lanling didn't intend to investigate any secrets.

——He just wanted to see Duan Yishuang.

Duan Yishuang's room was about half a stick of incense away from him.

With this bit of information, he only needs to insinuate one or two people to get the complete information.

Taking advantage of the time when he went to meet Duan Yishuang, he memorized all the rooms in the long corridor.

Then he stood in front of Duan Yishuang's room.

Probably hesitated for a moment.

Duan Yishuang did not fall asleep.

He didn't recognize the bed, nor did he suffer from insomnia, he just got used to being awake.

Sleeping people are never sane.

And how dangerous it is for a rational person to become irrational.

But Duan Yishuang thought, there are still exceptions.

—— Once on the green water painting boat, in the reflection of the fluttering river lanterns.

——Beside Xue Lanling.

—He had a moment of peace, a moment of sleep.

The heart is thinking for a moment.

After moving, people will either forget it, or get stuck in it.

Duan Yishuang didn't know which one she was.

He just stood quietly in the room with his head lowered, but his eyes did not fall on the note in his hand, but drifted around, as if lost in a daze.

Until there was a sound in the house.

The sound was very soft, so light that if you were not careful, you would ignore it.

And that sound resounded in the room that could be called dead silence.

Duan Yishuang drew out the sword straight away!

The well-known Wuxia sword in the world has perfected swordsmanship and unfathomable inner strength.This is something that almost everyone in the world knows.

No one would say that Wuxiajian's swordsmanship is bad, because Duan Yishuang's swordsmanship is just like his name - flawless, without flaws.

Such a flawless sword, fast, fast, very fast!

Before the sword light came on, the sword's edge stabbed at the sound!

Unexpectedly, the sword didn't hit anything.

The tip of the sword shook.

Duan Yishuang's expression didn't change, he swiped down with the sword obliquely, and then raised it again.

In the darkness, there was the sound of blades grinding against each other.

Someone pushed the blade as thin as a cicada's wing up along the tip of the sword.

That hand was very white.

The owner of the hand removed the mask in the darkness, revealing a beautiful face.

Duan Yishuang's breath stagnates.

He was not surprised by Xue Lanling's arrival.

He stopped breathing only because the thin blade had slipped past his long sword.

The blade rests under the hilt.

Xue Lanling's face was very close at hand.

They looked at each other in silence.

After a while, Xue Lanling smiled and said, "Why isn't brother asleep yet?"

Duan Yishuang looked away, and replied, "You haven't slept either."

Xue Lanling said: "The elder brother is waiting for me."

Duan Yishuang said: "Then I am waiting for you."

The smile on Xue Lanling's face seemed to deepen a little.

He said: "As soon as I confirmed the target of my assassination, I thought of caring for my brother. It can be seen that you are more important than anything else in my heart."

Duan Yishuang said, "If I was more important to you than anything else, you would only come to see me first, instead of waiting until now."

Xue Lanling said: "There are exceptions to everything, does Daxia Duan think that I am a person who is full of lies?"

Duan Yishuang did not answer.

No answer is actually an answer.

Usually, according to the meaning and truth of the words, it is divided into two types: acquiescence and denial.

——Duan Yishuang's silence is close to default.

Xue Lanling said: "Even though I am full of lies, I am [-]% sincere to my brother." He spoke so softly, his eyes were like a pair of emerald glass in the dark, the light from the jade carving outside the window.

"At least, for now." The ending sound fell to the ground.

Duan Yishuang asked, "What do you want to say?"

Xue Lanling said: "Compare our respective assassination targets."

Duan Yishuang looked at him for a moment, then said: "Then why don't you take away your weapons?"

Xue Lanling retracted the blade with a smile on her face.

A weapon that is neither a sword nor a sword.

It was hidden in Xue Lanling's sleeve.

In fact, it's hard to imagine how a person with a flamboyant posture can hide such an imperceptible weapon.

—It is so light that it seems easy to lose track.

- It's so sharp.

Duan Yishuang's eyes stopped on the sleeves embroidered with gold thread.

Xue Lanling asked, "Who is the target of my brother's assassination?"

Duan Yishuang handed the note to him.

Duan Yishuang's mission was clearly and briefly written on the note with the word "knife" engraved on the signature.

——The left guardian of Tianhe Mansion.

After Xue Lanling looked at it, he said softly: "Shenmeng Pavilion and Tianhe Mansion are all prestigious sects in this Lingmen City. In recent years, in the Central Plains, they can be regarded as having a small reputation."

Duan Yishuang said: "Your assassination target is in the Shenmeng Pavilion?"

Xue Lanling nodded: "Not only that, my assassination target is also the Young Pavilion Master of Shenmeng Pavilion."

Duan Yishuang frowned.

Killers never pay attention to the words "do whatever they want" when doing things.

There are no arbitrary tasks, let alone arbitrary goals.

What's more, such a huge killer organization as the "Seven Knife Gate".

These assassination missions are not easy.

The secret hidden behind it is the reason why Qidaomen attacked these sects.

Absolutely no killer becomes a killer for the thrill of it.

Because once you become a killer, you will become numb and indifferent.

Human emotions are a burden to them, and it will only make people suffer if they stay.

Therefore, Qidaomen chose to assassinate the people from Shenmeng Pavilion and Tianhe Mansion only because there are secrets that they have not yet explored.

Xue Lanling said: "After all, we still have to complete the task. Brother, why don't you go with me and ask Yu Qiuyi to see if the target he wants to assassinate is the person from Chuuxuelou?"

Duan Yishuang had no reason to refuse.

In public and private, he will agree.

——The wind is very strong at night.

The terrain of Qidaomen should be very steep, so the wind can blow everywhere, whining like ghosts crying and souls howling.

But the Seven Swords Gate is very strict.

So tight that they walked all the way without feeling the slightest wind.

They can hear the wind.

But can't feel the wind.

But Duan Yishuang suddenly asked amidst the bleak wind, "Why did you enter the room through the window just now?"

Xue Lanling stopped the steps leading the way.

In the shadows of that beautiful face, the facial features are deep and seductive.

Xue Lanling replied with a low smile, "Because I like it."

—He does as he pleases.

When the door was pushed open, Yu Qiuyi was worried.

Every room in Qidaomen has no door latch.

They must live under invisible surveillance all the time.

But such surveillance is not without benefits.

Because as long as the rules of Qidaomen are followed, any monitoring can be regarded as nothing.

Killers don't want to do anything just because of trivial matters.

They just hide in the dark, looking for all the flaws that should exist.

——and then kill them with one blow, and if they succeed, they will retreat immediately.

It was quiet in the dark.

When Yu Qiu saw Xue Lanling, there was no surprise on his face.

Even if his eyes fell on Duan Yishuang, he only thought it was normal.

Yu Qiuyi has gotten used to this in just a few days.

Watching the two people inseparable.Just like the past with him and Mei Mubai.

But Yu Qiuyi also understands that it is impossible for them to become what he and Mei Mubai are now.

- No one is exactly the same in the world.

Nor will there be an absolute resemblance.

The differences between the minutiae are enough to rewrite the ending.

Xue Lanling sat down opposite Yu Qiuyi.

Xue Lanling asked, "What are you thinking?"

Yu Qiuyi said: "I got a hot potato."

"Oh?"

He pushed the note in front of Xue Lanling.

The handwriting is still the same, and the inscription is also the same.

And Yu Qiuyi's mission goal.

——It’s the elder of Fubukikai.

This is not surprising.

At least when Xue Lanling compared Shenmeng Pavilion and Tianhe Mansion, Xue Lanling had already guessed Yu Qiuyi's possible target.

Yu Qiuyi sighed: "The Chuuxuehui is the most mysterious of the three sects in Lingmen City. No one knows their exact location, let alone the strength of their masters. It seems that the Chuuxuehui suddenly appeared in Lingmen City is average, but as long as no one leads the way, everyone who wants to visit the Fuxuehui will get lost in the snowstorm."

This is what Yu Qiuyi finds embarrassing.

He didn't understand Fubukikai.

Everything he knows about the Blowing Snow Club comes from rumors big and small in Lingmen City.

Yu Qiuyi didn't have much confidence in her martial arts either.

It is true that he is a chivalrous man, and it is true that he can eliminate the strong and help the weak.

But there are not many famous sects in the Jianghu.

Anyone who can form a school of its own has its own background and strength.Confronting it rashly will only put you in a desperate situation.

The task of Qidaomen is like asking Yu Qiuyi to pave a way with death.

But Yu Qiuyi is not the real killer.

He has his own selfishness and his own wishes.

Anyone who has obsessions and remains sober will not die easily if he thinks about it.

Xue Lanling asked him, "Are you afraid?"

Yu Qiuyi said: "Rather than saying I'm afraid, it's better to say that I'm worried about myself."

Xue Lanling said: "It's useless to worry, since you and I have joined the Qidaomen, we must work for the Qidaomen and be loyal to the owner."

Yu Qiuyi twitched the corner of her mouth.

He also wanted to echo Xue Lanling's words that obviously meant something.

But when this sentence came to his lips, he couldn't say it.

In the end, Yu Qiuyi only said: "You are right."

The author says:

It may be closed for another day on Thursday.

Because I have to fix the BUG in the manuscript and polish the details, I have been too busy recently to fix it.

Originally, I kept seven chapters as manuscripts, but I was so busy that I didn’t have time to write them. Now I only have four chapters to save.

Fixing bugs is also a last resort. The manuscript is too tight, and there are so many bugs in the plot, I can't stand it myself. (cry)

You can pass the time by looking at the short sand sculptures in the copywriting.

kisses!