Although the sky was already dark at the hour of Hai, Chen Shaobai often practiced swordsmanship in the dark. Although he did not have the ability to see things in secret, he could easily see Xiao Yao's face clearly and confirm that the person in front of him was himself, not the assassin wearing a human skin mask.

But in this case, it is difficult to explain some phenomena.

Feeling the other person's body radiating slightly abnormal heat, and contacting the stunning sword just now, Chen Shaobai could not suppress his curiosity, so he asked, "Although it is a bit abrupt, but... what's going on with your swordsmanship?"

I originally thought it would be good to have a few words at most, but Xiao Yao was frank and unexpected: "My aunt asked me to take a drop of Cangxuan Liquid, taught me sword skills for a month, and I gradually practiced it."

Chen Shaobai, the name of Cang Xuan Liquid, has heard of it. Its function is roughly the prize of the winner of the Muxiang Sword Contest - Silver Longyan, which seems to be a kind of spiritual wood ester in Xiongcheng.

The owner of Xiaoyao's words can naturally be the owner of the Wanji Tower in Fengzhou.

As an institution that can issue bank notes, Wanjilou has power all over Jiuzhou, and as the agent of the entire Fengzhou, the general owner's power is even much stronger than the three masters of the family.

"It's great to enjoy the cool under the big tree. I don't know how she got the favor of the Fengzhou General Poster. Aunt? It's so happy."

Obtaining the essence of spiritual objects is like taking a sack. It takes several months to cultivate a peak swordsman close to the level of swordsman. Could it be that the Fengzhou General Tower is a powerful swordsman at the level of swordsman?

Putting aside the doubts in his heart, Chen Shaobai asked with a smile: "What is your real name? I can't always call you Xiaoyao, right?"

Hearing his words, the dazzling light in the eyes of the beautiful woman opposite immediately dimmed: "Xiao Yao has been in Wanji Tower since she was sensible. She has no name, and her aunt said I don't need a name."

"All of them are poor people..."

While Chen Shaobai was moved, his eyes suddenly captured some changes in the other person's body, and his heart was shocked in an instant.

The winter snow was falling, and Xiaoyao was still wearing a light and thin pink silk skirt. In addition to a blood-red handkerchief hanging on her belt, there was also a round purple token.

Living in this Muxi City for several months, Chen Shaobai knew nothing about the rumors and secrets as before. He stared at the purple token and could no longer leave it.

The token of the owner of the post, and the person who holds this item is the owner of the post of Muxi City, who is in charge of all things in Wanji Tower.

"You are now under your jurisdiction in Wanji Tower in Muxi City?"

Chen Shao's diphtheria was a little dry, and he felt that life's encounters were always misty and mysterious, and there was no way to guess.

When Chen Wei was killed in Wanjilou a few months ago, Xiaoyao was just an unattended singer, but now she has become a big shot who can compete with the heads of Zhao, Chen and Li families. In this Muxi City, she can be said to be in a state of wind, rain, and no one dares to despise her.

"Yes, after I went back, I agreed with the sisters that Chen Shaoxia would come to Wanji Tower for free in the future." Xiaoyao's eyes were flashing with stars. Perhaps because she was accustomed to the wind and moon, she seemed to be narrating the cycle of heavenly ways, and when she said this, human principles were just like that, without any awkward feeling.

"Ahem... forget it." Chen Shaobai was a little embarrassed, but suddenly remembered a rumor - Wan Ji Tower must be a perfect body.

Are you a virgin?!

He suddenly closed his mouth and held back the words to his mouth, almost biting his tongue. After a while, Chen Shaobai asked in a careful tone: "Have you not taken the customer?"

"Well! I have been teaching me rituals since I was a child. I have learned a lot, so I only sing and playing the flute occasionally in Wanji Tower."

Playing the flute? What kind of flute is blowing?

Looking at Xiao Yao's melon-shaped face without any flaws, like a jasper, and her red lips as passionate as flames, Chen Shaobai couldn't help but feel evil in his heart.

But when I think of my fiancée who might have fallen asleep at home, I felt a little guilty and guilty, so I coughed and said seriously: "I haven't had a rest so late, so I guess there must be something urgent."

"Yeah!" Xiaoyao nodded habitually, and a secret that was unknown to ordinary people slowly flowed out of her mouth.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

"Wan Jilou actually took on the assassination mission?"

Chen Shaobai suddenly felt that the world was not as calm and peaceful as he imagined. At least, the killers in his previous life would not blatantly bring the mission platform to the city center.

Tonight, Wan Jilou received two reward tasks, with the targets being Chen Shaobai's head on the neck. If the professional assassins from Wan Jilou were dispatched together, his life would not be enough to spend.

"Well! Zhao Sixiong, the head of the Zhao family, and Xu Chen, the mother of Chen Chong, both want to spend money to buy your life. I will seal the mission next, and it should be able to be delayed for a while." Xiao Yao blinked her charming and natural-looking Danfeng eyes, as if she had received a full mark and asked for rewards from her elders, "Xiao Yao is smart!"

"Thank you, but why do you want to help me?" Chen Shaobai couldn't say anything. His second life was human, and he was not a child in terms of emotions. You can tell what she was thinking through the other person's eyes.

But he had a good wife at home, so he had to live up to this emotion.

Just as Chen Shaobai was considering his words, Miao Yuqindi immediately resolved the deadlock.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, walked to the door in a daze, blinked her eyes, stared at Xiaoyao with a gaze, and said softly for a while, "So beautiful..."

Seeing a little girl with pink jade carvings, picturesque eyebrows and red forehead walking out of the door, Xiao Yao's eyes lit up, she turned her head and smiled at Chen Shaobai, "What a cute little girl! Is she your inner friend?"

Chen Shaobai suddenly felt that he could not see through the harsh acting poster in front of him. He nodded, and an idea arose in his mind.

"Xiao Yao, can you help me?" Chen Shaobai said something a little unconfident because he knew that he had nothing to give to the other party.

"Um!"

"What if you only live in my house for six days?"

A flash of blush suddenly appeared on Xiao Yao's face.

Seeing this, Chen Shaobai knew that the other party would have been wrong and quickly explained: "There are six days left in the Muxiang sword contest. If you live with Xiao Miao, I will be relieved."

There is Wanji Tower in Muxi City serving as the owner, who dares to come to provoke? Even if you have this identity, Xiao Yao's swordsman-level swordsman-level technique is not vegetarian.

Xiao Yao seemed to have lost the ability to speak normally. At this time, her face turned red, her pair of phoenix eyes opened and closed slightly, and her charming look was full of air, and she was as angry as Lan: "Yes!"

"Will the beautiful sister sleep with me?"

Miao Yuqin's words and eyes that were obviously not questionable made his horn suddenly become a little bigger.

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