Inside a restaurant's top-tier room, Little Tao was nibbling with relish at a roasted pig his owner had bought for him. Even though it was just a bought item and could never be as delicious as one made by his owner, Little Tao was already quite content.
In the bedroom, Qian Yeming and Murong Xiao snuggled intimately in bed. In the past few days, except for eating and sleeping, they were almost together every moment.
The difference is that sometimes they are in a carriage and sometimes they are on a bed.
They will arrive in Xijing in two days, but the closer they get to the capital of Xiliang, the more assassinations they will face.
After blowing out the candles, Qian Yeming and Murong Xiao fell asleep in each other's arms, without any awareness that they were under attack at any moment.
Late at night, more than a hundred men in black cast countless long shadows in the moonlight. Some of these shadows were at the edge of the inn, some on the walls, and some on the roof. At first glance, the entire inn was tightly surrounded by shadows, which was quite eerie.
The leader with the highest martial arts skills among the men in black quietly sneaked to the window and looked inside. Inside the house, the protagonist they were targeting was hugging each other intimately and sleeping very soundly, with no intention of waking up to attack.
The leader of the men in black frowned slightly. He didn't understand why these two people had no sense of crisis at all. But why did the three waves of masters he sent out before never come back, and he couldn't even find their bodies?
It was obviously not that his people were too stupid, he knew exactly what level his people were at. If it wasn't that his people were too stupid, then it was that these two people were too powerful.
But he was puzzled. According to the legend, Qian Yeming was just a sickly prince. No matter how high Murong Xiao's martial arts skills were, could he and Qian Yeming's two personal bodyguards kill more than a hundred of him?
At this moment, Qian Yeming's two guards were also fast asleep. He could kill these two people in seconds, but in the end he did not alert the enemy.
Their targets were only Qian Yeming, Murong Xiao and Yelu Boyang. As long as they could take care of these three, it didn't matter whether they killed the others or not.
After determining the target, the leader of the men in black waved his hand, signaling everyone to enter immediately according to the established plan.
Unexpectedly, after waving his hands for a long time, no one came in.
The leader of the men in black was stunned and looked at his men hanging upside down on the wall with displeasure.
It was not a big deal at first glance, but when the man in black saw that there was nothing on the bare wall, he was so scared that he almost fell to the ground and died.
His scalp suddenly went numb, and he looked inside the house again, but the two people inside were still sleeping soundly, not at all taking advantage of his inattention to do anything murderous or robbing?!
So where did his people go???
The man in black disappeared from the window. He was not so stupid as to go and kill Murong Xiao alone.
But even if he could withdraw now, his heart would almost explode with fear.
He brought with him top-notch killers. How could a powerful team of 120 people disappear so quietly?
The leader of the men in black jumped down from the three-story wall alone, twisting his ankle when he landed. It wasn't because his martial arts skills were poor, but because he was so frightened that he was exhausted.
After looking around in horror and making sure that there was no one within his sensory range, the leader of the men in black ran away.
Now he finally understood why the people he sent out always never returned, even their bodies were lost.
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(Updated on January 14th)
Today, after taking a shower, before I even put on my clothes, my son ran into the bathroom and started rubbing my butt with his sticky, sugary hands. I held back and didn't get angry with him, but just when I was on the verge of exploding, the little brat suddenly spoke.
He: Mom, your butt stinks!
Me: (Oh my god!) Mom just took a shower, why does her butt stink? Is there something wrong with your nose?
Him: It stinks, baby. I hate my mom's butt the most!
Me: Does your aunt’s smell? (The aunt who takes him to bed every day)
He: It doesn’t smell! Auntie’s butt smells good. I like Auntie’s butt the most!
I:……
My kid always likes to say "I like XXX the most, I dislike XXX the most" these days, and then I get sadly rejected by him. Oh... I'm so sad! Please touch me, please comfort me, please recommend me, please vote for me!
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