The sun is rising, the morning light is faint, and the bursting sunlight shatters the darkness.

Two men in black hid in the dark, staring at the Qin Mansion.

"Brother, what should we do? The target has been in there all night. Will he not come out?"

"Don't be impatient, Lao San, wait a little longer."

"Brother, how about we call the second and fourth brothers and rush in?"

"Snap——" a crisp sound.

The boss said angrily, "You idiot, have you forgotten how difficult this tip is?"

"Keep an eye on it!"

"This is the first order for the four of us brothers to return to the arena."

"There must not be any problems."

"Wait until I get the reward."

"I have an eight-ox crossbow, and you have a large yellow bow."

"We brothers, step by step, will become bigger and stronger and create greater glory!"

The third brother yawned and said, "Brother, why don't you call the second and fourth brothers to take over the shift?"

"Brother, I'm going to stare blankly for a while..."

"Sleep, sleep, sleep, all you know is sleep!" the boss scolded, "If we don't do this job well, the four of us will have no face left in this Great Zhou Dynasty!"

"Brother, look, the target is here!"

The third brother, who was being beaten, suddenly had a bright idea in his eyes.

The eldest brother hurriedly pressed down the third brother's head and looked at the two people in front of the door cautiously.

The third brother leaned close to his ear and whispered, "According to the second brother, the target is a member of the Plum Blossom Inner Guard, and his skills are quite extraordinary."

"There are four of us. Should we just start fighting?"

"Don't touch your kid!" The eldest brother hit the third brother on the forehead again: "Is that person in the mansion someone we can mess with?"

"Call the second and fourth brothers, and wait until they are far away before taking action!"

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"Jinlian, are you really okay?" Murong Yanran looked at her back and asked softly.

Jinlian shook her head, her body swaying.

"Jinlian, did nothing really happen between you two last night?"

Murong Yanran quickly followed and whispered in her ear.

Jinlian's body trembled violently, but she still shook her head.

"That's good." Murong Yanran breathed a sigh of relief: "From now on, don't get involved in these things."

Jinlian suddenly stopped, tilted her head, and asked softly, "Why?"

Murong Yanran looked at Jinlian lovingly, stretched out her finger and gently touched her forehead, saying softly, "Idiot!"

"Isn't it because I'm afraid you'll suffer a loss?"

"Qin Yuan is a man with eight hundred tricks on his mind. You have to stay away from him, understand?"

"Don't let him sell you out one day and help you count the money."

Murong Yanran's eyes were full of helplessness, but there was also a hint of pity, like an older sister looking at her naughty younger sister, with an expression that was both angry and amused.

"Yeah." Jinlian nodded and walked forward on her own.

"Did you hear that?" Murong Yanran put her hands on her hips, stomped her feet, and chased after him.

Suddenly, Jinlian stopped.

Murong Yanran couldn't dodge in time and bumped into her. She asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Jinlian?"

Jinlian said nothing, her expression alert, observing the situation around her vigilantly.

Suddenly, a black shadow flew down from the eaves above Murong Yanran's head.

assassin?

Why choose this time to take action?

There are many opportunities to be left alone.

Who on earth is this person who has tried to kill me time and time again?

Murong Yanran frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

With Jinlian around, she naturally didn't worry about her own safety.

Jinlian wore a thin veil on her face, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes like autumn water. She touched her waist with her jade fingers and the long sword came out of its sheath.

With a clang sound.

He deflected the dagger like lightning and stopped the black-clad assassin.

With just one move, the assassin knew he was no match for the opponent, so he abandoned Murong Yanran and started running around and fighting, trying to lure Jinlian away.

Jinlian frowned. If it were in the past, this man would probably not survive three moves at her hands.

But today, she still felt a dull pain in a certain part of her body, and her ankle would go weak from time to time, which really limited her performance.

He had no choice but to stay by Murong Yanran's side.

When the black-clad assassin's plan failed, he came up with another one. He shook his wrist and threw something out.

Jinlian raised her eyebrows, and the long sword suddenly jumped out, revealing a sword body as clear as autumn water.

With a "ding" sound, a hidden weapon hit the sword.

Then three big men in black jumped down from the eaves of the surrounding houses, drew their long swords, and pounced on them like wolves and tigers.

"Hey!"

"How dare you commit murder in the street in broad daylight?"

"I have to teach you a lesson!"

A noisy sound of footsteps was heard, and six or seven bald men rushed out with weapons in hand and stopped the four people.

Then a figure rushed over and shouted in mid-air: "I am here, who dares to be so presumptuous!"

In no time, the four assassins were captured.

Murong Yanran looked at the person in front of her.

The sleeves of the black straight gown are worn on the back, and the round green ribbons are tied diagonally at both ends.

The sword in the sheath is three feet thick with spring ice; the Zen staff on the shoulder is like an iron python.

The cormorant's legs are tightly tied to its foot ropes, and the spider's belly is firmly tied to its robe and bowl.

There were thousands of broken iron wires gathered around his mouth, and a strip of hair covering his chest was exposed, as if he was afraid.

I don’t know where the monk came from.

He bowed and said, "Thank you, Master, for saving my life."

The monk politely returned the greeting, "Master Murong, you are too polite. If these four villains were to harm you, our family would be utterly disgraced!"

"Master, do you know me?" Murong Yanran asked curiously.

The monk laughed and said, "Lord Murong abolished corvée labor, saving countless lives. How could I not recognize him?"

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