"Girl! Are you okay?" Zhiqiu quickly approached with his standing position and squatted slightly in front of the window, as if he hadn't heard what Ling Yue said just now.

Ling Yue is indeed different. Even the maid Zhiqiu around her could find out this, so naturally she could not escape the shadowlessness that seemed as careful as her hair.

"It's cold by the window, so come back." Although he discovered it, he looked indifferent. Compared to these, Wuying is even more competent than Zhiqiu, the personal maid.

In fact, he saw Ling Yue's changes in his eyes, but what could he do? He could not bear what she had experienced, so no matter what choice Ling Yue made, he could not interfere.

The only thing they can do seems to be the only way they have promised to ensure her safety in her life from the day they first met.

Ling Yue still listened to the advice, gently supported her hands and stood up: "I have been delayed here in Rudong for too long, we will set off tomorrow morning."

Wuying nodded, walked to the window, seemed to look out, but seemed to see nothing, and her eyes were filled with the silence of the past like water.

The slight lift of his jaw and the slight drooping of his eyes made people unable to tell where his eyes were gathered.

Wuying only stretched out her slender fingers and gently pressed on the window frame. She pulled it backwards and confirmed that she had tightened the window. Then she said again: "Don't blow the wind anymore, be careful of the cold at night."

"I know." Ling Yue curled her lips and smiled.

Just as he was about to explain something to himself just now, Ling Yue was shocked by Wuying's actions and her eyes widened: "I, I definitely won't go over and blow the wind again. You won't be so damn good at fighting, right?"

Wuying just closed the window, but after turning around, he pulled straight through the round wooden table in the wing room and some scattered furnishings.

Even though he heard Ling Yue's slightly surprised surprise, Wuying's subordinates still kept moving, and just blocked them in front of the window in one go: "Zhiqiu, go and serve the master to sleep."

"Ah?" Zhiqiu was stunned. After all, Wuying was just a young man invited by the Marquis's mansion to protect the girl's safety. Even if he was capable, he should not be the one who issued the orders.

But Wuying's aura was too strong, and a look of eyes only projected coldly. Zhiqiu subconsciously replied with a blessing.

"Zhiqiu, you..." Ling Yue was not angry because of Zhiqiu's turnaround.

After all, Wuying was also thinking about herself, but she still couldn't accept the passive way for her own good: "Forget it, serve me to change my clothes."

"Tomorrow Wuying comes to ask the master to set off." After saying this, Wuying nodded and retreated, and the sound of him leaving quietly came from outside the room.

For some reason, with the shadowless light skills, it is logical that even in the quiet night, there is no movement. But this time, Ling Yue could still vaguely hear it, and even judge the gradual departure of the footsteps.

At this moment, the doors and windows in the wing room were closed, and the heat finally had no room for a large amount of escape.

Ling Yue passed by her body comfortably with hot water, and now she was wrapped in a brocade quilt. She was really sleepy and she was so sleepy: "Zhiqiu, you should retreat too. We will set off quickly tomorrow morning, so we can't wait."

"Yes." Zhiqiu smiled and tucked the quilt horns for Ling Yue. In her opinion, although she didn't know why the girl rushed to Kyoto so anxiously, the girl didn't blame her for the Wuying incident, which was really a great thing.

"Huh!" Zhiqiu blew out the only lit candle in the room, and suddenly fell into darkness. She slowly closed the door and then quietly returned to her wing next door.

Walking upstairs, Zhiqiu looked at the gate of the inn. I don’t know if it was an illusion or just trying to pursue someone’s figure, why did she always feel that someone had opened the door of the inn and broke out from the inside?

He stopped and looked around again. Zhiqiu rubbed his eyes and felt that maybe he was really dazzled. Then he withdrew his gaze and pushed open the door.

In the inn lobby on the first floor, because it was getting late, the waiter was yawning with his head, and his hanging head got up bit by bit due to the twist of his sleeping position. Although the movement was awkward, this did not prevent the waiter from sleeping soundly.

At this time, it was not far from the inn. I had expected that no one would come to stay, so the waiter, who was relieved and relaxed, seemed to be very heavy sleeping.

Even a long and tall figure walked past him under the swaying dim candlelight, and the waiter was unaware of anything.

Wuying stood on the long street where the cold wind ran through. There was no room for cover here. The cold wind came wildly, but the vision was particularly bright.

The reason why he left a bright feeling was only in the eyes of Wuying. He was used to the life of hiding day and leaving at night. Although this period of leaving Beijing really disrupted his rhythm, some of the abilities specific to the night that he had developed for a long time did not disappear so easily.

A figure that looked at his head and mind seemed to be revealed in the corner of the alley of the long street. He secretly glanced at his body, not even daring to show his energy. However, he didn't know that he had been exposed to the cold moonlight at this time.

"Are you here?" Wuying held the person on the shoulder.

His pace and sudden movements were too fast, which scared the man who was unable to react for a while.

The man nodded in a hurry, "Yes, yes!"

"You might as well tell you that we will set off to return to Beijing tomorrow." Wuying couldn't guarantee that the other party would not use any tricks along the way, but before that, he didn't mind solving the little tail in front of him: "If you still want to touch him, come."

"Just..." Before Wuying withdrew his palm power, he squeezed the bony bones on the man's shoulders: "If you really don't know how to live or die, don't blame me for turning against him completely."

Although the skeleton of a man is thin, he is very strong. Judging from the previous fight, he is indeed not an ordinary person. These points are applied to a person, but they meet their standards for choosing people.

Men are rare masters, but in Wuying's eyes, there is still no place where others can exist.

Everyone says that his kung fu is very skilled, not to mention Kyoto, even the world is almost invincible.

But what is the truth? It is not that he looks down on the man in front of him that he is too high in himself, nor that he has really reached the level of superb level of kung fu. However, whether in the past or present, he is not afraid of death, nor has any undesirable desires.

If necessary, if you really want to fight for your life, even other killers may not be able to be completely without any worries.

What's more, uncle Shi and his men are not really killers now.
Chapter completed!