After Jiang Cheng and Yin Diewu returned home, they naturally made some noise, but they soon calmed down.

Gradually, more and more people came to propose marriage, but the two women were too proud and arrogant, and they always felt that those men were not even one thousandth as good as Prince Yongnan.

And just as Yue Nanchen expected, Jiang Yan and Yin Nantian's power was quickly consolidated, and Nanyue seemed to become even more prosperous and powerful.

Ten days passed quickly. As the wedding day of Prince A Luo and Princess Nan Han was getting closer, Shui Yao became busier and busier. On the one hand, she had to train Ying Lu.

On the other hand, she arranged for Leng Yichen's men to infiltrate the team arranged for her by A Luo.

She originally wanted to ask Yue Nanchen for help, but later she was afraid that Yue Nanchen would notice Leng Yichen's presence, so she had to change her mind. Fortunately, with the help of Fengyu Leidian and the other three, she had some chance of winning.

It rained in Yuecheng today, and the flowers fell to the ground. However, the green trees, after being washed by the rain, were all emerald green, and the leaves were dripping with water, showing bright colors.

He lay lazily on the couch, with a plate of his favorite **Su Rong cakes on the small table in front of him. He ate while pointing at Yinglu's body with a rattan stick. When he became really impatient, he would hit her hard to correct her wrong posture.

Yinglu is very smart and learns things quickly, but if you want to train her into a talented person, you will probably have to suffer a lot.

"Pa!" He hit it hard again. Tears welled up in Yinglu's eyes, but she didn't hum a sound and continued to practice.

"Okay!" Seeing that the time was almost up, Lan Shuiyao stood up lazily, and Yinglu quickly stopped and stood in front of her obediently.

"Yinglu, this is your first

One mission, one hour, I want this man's head!" She pursed her red lips, raised her jade hand, and a piece of paper flew quickly to Yinglu, who quickly caught it.

He is a businessman, fifty years old.

"Miss...what did he do? Why should I kill him?"

Shui Yao's eyes turned cold, "Yinglu, do you know that if you were me, you would have already become a pile of bones when you asked this question back then?"

Yinglu's eyes trembled, and she quickly put the note in her arms, "Miss, Yinglu knows!"

"Give it here!" Shui Yao stretched out her hand to her.

Yinglu was stunned, "What?"

The red shadow fluttered, and in just a moment, the note that Yinglu had just put in her arms disappeared.

"Remember, what we are doing is a shameful business, and we must not leave any handle for anyone!" With a wave of her slender hand, the note turned into fine scraps of paper and flew in the wind.

Yinglu blushed, "Yes, Miss, Yinglu understands!"

Looking at Yinglu's thin figure, Shui Yao really didn't know whether it was right or wrong to let Yinglu follow her old path, but at least she was happier than she was back then and could choose freely, while she could only take this path to survive!

It was a dark night. Because of the rain during the day, the weather was still a little gloomy. When the third watch sounded, a thin black shadow suddenly appeared in the sky above Yuecheng, carefully stepping on the tiles on the roof, and disappeared in the distance in an instant.

Not long after the black shadow passed by, a graceful red shadow followed closely. Its movement was so fast that only a trace of its afterimage could be seen. It left no trace and was obviously much faster and sharper than the previous black shadow.

The quiet courtyard exudes a sense of prosperity everywhere.

The family's surname is Shang.

He just moved to Yuecheng half a year ago and is a notorious bandit.

A girl who was bullied by him, after hearing about the Red Rose organization, sold herself to the Fireworks Land in exchange for ten taels of silver, and left a post at a designated location, demanding the man's life.

Although the girl's life story was pitiful, Lan Shuiyao was not a person who was overly sympathetic.

If this man's martial arts skills were not strong but his techniques were average, making him a perfect training ground for Yinglu, and if it weren't for his huge wealth, Lan Shuiyao would not have accepted the offer.

The black shadow moved lightly along the corridor, visiting one room after another. According to the information provided in advance, he quickly found the dormitory of the thief named Shang.

After walking on the road at night for a long time, he was naturally afraid of ghosts. This thief named Shang was in a business that risked his life, so he was extremely cautious. He never slept with his wives and concubines. He set up strict sentries in front of and behind the door, making himself like a mountain king. He never turned off the lights when he slept.

The shadow fell and threw a stone into the distance, and a large number of sentries immediately rushed over. Taking the opportunity, he pushed open the window, turned over and entered the room, hiding his body under the round table.

"Is anyone there?" a sentry outside the room asked in a low voice, and then he knocked on the door anxiously, "Master, are you okay?"

**The curtains of the palace moved slightly, and a deep and powerful voice sounded, "What happened?"

"It's okay, sir, go to sleep!" The sentry replied quickly. At least the master was okay. Otherwise, with the master's suspicious personality, as soon as he heard of any movement, he would definitely ask his brothers to turn the whole compound upside down!

The cat next door came to steal fish a few times ago, and the master

Thinking someone was trying to kill him, he stayed up all night and was asked to find an assassin. They had had enough!

The man in the ** seemed to have lost his sleepiness. Decades of life in the outlaw forest had made him a light sleeper. He sat in the ** for a long time, and after making sure that nothing had happened, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

Yinglu squatted under the table and held her breath until she heard the man's even and heavy breathing in the room. Then she carefully crawled out from under the table.

Step by step, Yinglu approached the curtain, and her hand holding the cold sword was shaking. Was she really going to kill someone?

She slowly adjusted her breathing, and a flash of red quickly passed through her mind. That was her home. Her father, mother, and brother who was less than ten years old had all died tragically in the fire!

The gushing hatred instantly gushed out from the bottom of her heart. Yinglu suddenly pulled open the curtain and fiercely stabbed the cold sword into the man's body.

The man seemed to wake up in an instant and wanted to resist, but he could only groan and then fell silent!

It's not that the man's martial arts skills are weak, it's that Yinglu's skills are quick. Lan Shuiyao's moves are all about taking people's lives in an instant, and she never leaves any tricks behind. It's always clean and neat. Although Yinglu started late, she is considered second-rate in the martial arts world in terms of skills.

When the blood splattered on her face, Yinglu hurriedly felt her heart trembling. She killed someone, killed someone? She immediately withdrew her hands and placed them on her chest, but forgot to draw the sword.

Suddenly, there was a movement beside the old man. Yinglu was startled and quickly drew out her sword to stab him, but quickly changed direction.

It was a little boy, about seven or eight years old, rubbing his eyes sleepily, and shouting with his pink little mouth.

With grandpa.

Looking up and seeing Yinglu, the little boy was about to scream, but Yinglu stepped forward and covered his mouth, “Don’t make a sound, okay? If you make a sound, I’ll kill you!” Yinglu whispered.

The little boy nodded obediently, his big eyes filled with fear.

Yinglu let him go, even though her mistress had taught her to root out the evil completely and not leave a single person alive at the scene.

But facing such an innocent and naive child, Yinglu really couldn't bring herself to do it. And when she saw the little boy, Yinglu thought of her younger brother who died early, and a warm feeling involuntarily welled up in her heart.

When the little boy saw the dead man beside him, he seemed even more frightened. He suddenly shrank into the corner and whispered, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Yinglu bit her lip and turned around, as if thinking about how to get out, but she didn't expect to feel a sudden pain in her back. She lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Just then, she saw the little boy approaching her with a cold face that was extremely inconsistent with his age. He jumped off the bed and kicked her hard with an innocent and lovely look in his eyes.

Suddenly, his expression became deep and unknowable, and a sneer appeared on his thin lips. "That's great. If you kill him, I won't have to do it anymore! All the property of this merchant will be mine!"

Yinglu held back the pain and looked at the little boy in front of her in horror. She actually fell into the hands of a little kid!

The little boy's face immediately showed one of fear and terror. Just as he was about to scream, his small body suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Yinglu was stunned, then she saw a red shadow flash in front of her, and Lan Shuiyao was already sitting on the round chair in front of her, looking coldly at the injuries on her body.