Thank you [A Bai, stop] The boss’s leader’s reward is now deep in debt, the night is dark, the lights of thousands of streets and hundreds of yards in Chang'an City are silent, there are no pedestrians on the street, only the city is wind and snow.

Xu Buling was held by the black-clad assassin and walked through the buildings quickly. After leaving Dayefang, the sword on his neck moved away.

Xu Buling is tall and wearing a thick white fox fur. It is a bit strange to be held by a woman to be honest. The two soft balls behind her are not very obvious, but the scale is quite large.

After traveling between the buildings for a distance, the pursuers behind had disappeared. Xu Buling made a decision and spoke:

"Female hero, you won't kill me, are you? I have always been at peace with myself..."

The black-clad assassin was obviously injured, his steps were floating, and his cold voice rang again while he ran away with Xu Buling's waist:

"I won't kill you, don't panic, I will let you go if I escape."

Xu Buling pretended to be panicked: "Don't lie to me."

The black-clad assassin obviously said very little, so he probably didn't want to speak, and was afraid that Xu Buling would resist. He was silent for a moment before whispering:

"Last time at Sun's shop, you gave the waiter a silver ingot. I heard from the shopkeeper that you are a good person and will not kill you."

Xu Bu Ling 're relieved' and laughed:

"Why... what's the name of the girl?"

No response.

The black-clad assassin took Xu Buling through Chang'an City. Soon after, he could not hold on to his tumultuousness. When he crossed an alley, his feet became soft and he fell down.

The black-clad assassin woke up suddenly, forcibly stabilized his body, and fell lightly between the deep alleys, pushing Xu Buling away:

"Let's go!"

As he said that, he covered his chest, and ran quickly towards the depths of the alley with his long sword in his hand, staggeringly.

Xu Buling stood there and patted his shoulder. The fur fur was stained with some blood. He looked at the black-clad assassin running away, and soon after he turned into the corner of the alley, a 'pop' sound came.

Xu Buling waited for a while before he walked into the depths of the alley in the wind and snow.

The female assassin in black fell to the ground, holding a long sword in his hand, with slender eyebrows and thin corners of his mouth. Her face was a bit cold and unparalleled, but her cheeks were covered with pale and originally stunning, and she looked miserable.

Stepping on—

The footsteps sounded from far to near, and Lao Xiao walked to Xu Buling with a crutch, frowned and looked at him:

"I didn't realize that I was still a rare beauty, and I was comparable to the little prince."

Xu Buling frowned slightly and touched his cheek:

"Don't compare me with women."

"hey-hey……"

Xu Buling squatted down, fumbled between the black-clothed assassin's waist and abdomen, and found a jade pendant with the Yin-Yang Fish engraved on it, and the word "Eternal Green" behind it.

“The brand of Changqing Temple.”

Old Xiao squatted down and looked at it carefully: "Looking at the grade and appearance of this girl, she should be Ning Qingye and Changqingguan Gu Qiu Zhenren."

Xu Buling didn't understand the world very well, and he seemed to understand it: "Very awesome?"

Lao Xiao has been among the three religions and the rest of the world. When talking about the deeds of these female heroes in the world, it is well known to him:

"According to rumors in the martial arts world, Ning Qingye's parents were affected by iron eagles and deer hunting ten years ago, and were later taken in by Changqing Temple near Wudang Mountain. They made their mark at the age of thirteen and were fascinating. However, Ning Qingye rarely went down the mountain and only saw it. This statement was spread from the mouth of a knowledgeable stinky bull in Wudang.

Ning Qingye’s master Gu Qiu Zhenren came from the Tang family in Kaifeng. During the Xuanhe period, he was also a beauties from all over the country. Later, he became a monk and became a Taoist nun. This girl was not sure about the Tang family sword. I’m afraid this is the reason.”

Xu Buling naturally couldn't figure out the messy relationships in the world, so he squatted down and looked at him:

"No wonder it's blocking the face. If Zhang Xiang recognizes it, Changqingguan will be in trouble."

Old Xiao nodded: "If you dare to enter Beijing for assassination, you will definitely have a blood feud with Zhang Xiang. Leave it to the Wolf Guard, so that Zhu Manzhi can directly enter the emperor's camp. However, Zhang Xiang stays in the documentary warehouse all year round, and Zhu Manzhi will be easily discovered when he goes in to explore the secrets. What are you going to do?”

Xu Buling chuckled: "What do you mean is to use her to lure the tiger away from the mountain and let Zhu Manzhi take the opportunity to go in and find news about the Dragon Lock Gu?"

Old Xiao rubbed the crutch and smiled: "The main thing is that my old bones are so hard to destroy flowers. All the flowers in the world need to be cared for by lustful people like us..."

"Stop!"

Xu Buling shook his head helplessly, untied the white fox fur from his body, covered Ning Qingye's body, picked it up and walked towards an uninhabited courtyard in the alley.

After crossing the old courtyard wall, the yard is full of fallen leaves and the windows of the house are riddled with holes.

Lao Xiao pushed open the yard door and scanned it. After confirming that there was no problem, he walked to the well and drew a bucket of water.

Xu Buling put Ning Qingye on the bedboard, covered his whole body with fox fur and fur. He sat beside the bed, took out Ning Qingye's wrist, clasped his slender fingers on his wrist, and slightly checked his pulse:

"After suffering internal injuries, I'm afraid I can't wake up in a short period of time. Do you have any medicine for the injury?"

Lao Xiao put the bucket next to him and took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms to give it to Xu Buling.

Xu Buling poured out a pill, spread Ning Qingye Wuqing's lips and stuffed it in.

Ning Qingye's cold cheeks showed a look of pain, his brows frowned, and in just half a quarter of an hour, sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face gradually turned red and bloody.

After looking at it for a few seconds, Lao Xiao turned around and walked out of the room:

"Mrs. Lu probably already knows the news that the little prince was tied up. He has to go back before dawn to avoid causing trouble in the city."

"OK."

Xu Buling chuckled, got up and closed the door, looked around, slapped the old wooden table with one palm, picked up the broken wooden board, and began to repair the broken window...

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The cold wind swept through the old courtyard, and the wooden frames of the windows of time swayed.

"Woo--"

A murmur sounded in the dim hut.

Ning Qingye opened his sleepy eyes, and in a daze, he felt that his whole body was warm, but the place where he was lying was hard, and his whole body was sore and uncomfortable.

After a moment, Ning Qingye turned around, his slender eyes suddenly became sharp, and he flipped his head and grabbed the sword beside him. The blue sword was unsheathed, and the sword tip pointed to the window.

Dongdongdongdongdong-

A fire stick stood at the head of the bed, and the lights were like beans, illuminating the distance a few feet in front of him.

With the shimmering light of the fire note, you can see a tall man standing next to the window, wearing a white robe, knocking and hitting the window with a broken wooden board. The weather was too cold and she was wearing thin clothes, and she sometimes rubbed her hands.

The man looked not very old, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and was very handsome. He was obviously a rich family who was pampered and could not do such a chore. The windows were crooked and the robe was covered with dust.

Ning Qingyeping raised his sword for only a moment, then felt a splitting headache and fell back on the bed. He looked down and covered his body with a beautiful white fox fur, his clothes were intact, but the fox fur was too warm and sweating a little. The collar was untied a little, I don’t know if it was someone else’s hand or when he was unconscious.

Ning Qingye blinked, lay weakly on the bed, and the long sword in his hand slid to the ground.

Xu Buling repaired the window, noticed the sound of the bed, turned his head and showed a friendly smile:

"Miss, are you awake?"
Chapter completed!