The whistling wind carries subtle sounds, and if you don't listen carefully, you might not be able to distinguish them at the first time.
Qi Yan's ears twitched slightly, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
Sure enough, the previous ones were all tests, and this is the main course.
Because of his sensitive hearing, Qi Yan had made preparations in advance, but when they actually came into close combat, they realized that it was not easy to deal with it.
The group of people who attacked were not secret guards. They were well-trained. Although their moves were deadly, they did not have the swordsmanship of an assassin to take the wrong direction.
The last light of the sky quietly disappeared, and in the dark night, a silent and fierce fight lasted for a long time.
Qi Yan's fingers were numb as he quietly wrote down the characteristics of the people opposite him.
But the more he observed, the more doubt he had in his mind.
This question was pushed to its peak when the person on the other side came closer. Qi Yan felt his heart numb and a tremor ran through his body.
He looked around, feeling increasingly chilled in his heart.
These people didn't even open their eyes the whole time!
He was dressed in black, and his long forehead hair almost covered his eyes, which was why he couldn't see clearly.
Dawn suddenly broke, and a glimmer of light appeared overhead.
Qi Yan held on to the last bit of strength to block the opponent's attack. Then, the opponent's moves faded away like a tide, and the person disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Qi Yan stabbed the sword into the ground, holding himself steady, his eyes dim and unreadable.
When the news arrives at dawn, there is no delay for even a second, which is an extreme form of organizational discipline.
And the other person didn't open his eyes the whole time, maybe... it's not disdain, it's just inability.
He noticed that every time he deliberately approached someone, the other person would subconsciously sniff him with his nose.
What is the other person sniffing?
He tugged at his clothes and couldn't think of a reason for a long time. But just when he was about to give up, a sudden inspiration flashed through his head, and a picture flashed across his mind.
Magistrate Gao always seemed to like to get closer to him when talking to him. He didn't think it was wrong at the time, but looking back now...
Perhaps, when Magistrate Gao came up, he had some... directional smell on him.
Making a quick decision, Qi Yan pulled off his shirt.
"Lai Che, hurry up and send this back to the capital and give it to her."
Lai Che nodded and rushed out as quickly as possible without asking any questions.
He knew very well that the girl who came out of Qi Yan's mouth would only be Miss Ling.
Ling Yutong's eyelids twitched.
She rubbed her eyes gently, feeling that something bad had happened.
Everything has been normal in Xingyue Pavilion these past few days.
However, the number of refugees going to the store has increased.
Most of these people would not stay overnight in the capital. They could not afford the money to stay in an inn in the capital. So they came into the city early and went straight to Xingyue Pavilion. After she showed them over, they left with a lot of thanks.
Each of them has different and difficult diseases.
Ling Yutong's heart sank, and she always felt that the world was not peaceful.
In her many years of memory, she has never seen so many refugees at one time.
Not to mention consciously entering the city in batches and leaving again.
Almost instantly, she came to the conclusion that one of the refugees must be the commander.
She was silent for a long time, and her heart suddenly felt heavy.
At that time, the Qi family was able to return to its original name, thanks to the help of the people.
"Shopkeeper Liu, if there are any more refugees who come to ask for medical advice, after I see them, ask someone to hand them a small bag of noodles through the back door."
Shopkeeper Liu was startled and nodded in agreement.
"Yes, I will definitely do it."
After working together for so many days, he knew very well that Miss Ling was not a stupid person. Since she chose to help the refugees, she must have had her own ideas.
In short, sympathy will not be overflowing for a while.
Sure enough, Ling Yutong's next sentence was: "There may be leaders among the refugees. Just pay attention and we will have an idea."
Shopkeeper Liu's expression changed: "Yes."
That night, Ling Yutong did not sleep peacefully.
The sky was filled with rays of light, and there was dripping blood everywhere. She watched her master die for her, and her eyes were about to burst.
Yu Nanxun smiled cruelly and coldly in front of her, and his voice sounded like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
"Can't you stand this?"
Her heart palpitated so much that she dug her hands tightly into the ground, and then the hard touch suddenly changed, becoming soft and dry.
She breathed rapidly and sat up suddenly.
Her eyes were not very focused. She stared at the wood at the end of the bed for a long time before exhaling and realizing that she was having a nightmare.
I dreamed about my miserable death in my previous life.
She closed her eyes, suppressed her rapidly beating heart, and whispered to herself that everything would be fine in this life.
She had already taken so many steps ahead, and Yu Nanxun was also defeated by her, and the other party could not make any waves.
What she has to do now is to revitalize the Qi family and return the Qi family to its former glory.
His eyelids suddenly twitched, and the next moment, there were two gentle knocks on the door.
"Girl, girl?"
Ling Yutong was startled, turned over and lay down, it was Song Yue's voice.
Facing the night, Songyue looked slightly anxious.
"Girl, Lai Che is here."
"This is what Mr. Qi gave you."
Lai Che appeared from behind Song Yue and handed over a package.
"Come in."
Ling Yutong's expression became more solemn, and she quickly opened the package. When she saw the contents of the package, she frowned.
Without asking Lai Che, she turned around and took her silver needle bag, dipped some liquid in it and put it on an inconspicuous place on her clothes.
Then, the color of that corner of the clothes suddenly changed.
Her face suddenly turned cold.
Lai Che's heart skipped a beat when he saw this, and asked in a low voice: "Miss Ling, what's going on?"
Ling Yutong frowned and leaned forward, putting the silver needle on the tip of his nose and sniffing it.
"There is a secret scent on this piece of clothing, which is the positioning method of a certain organization."
"Whoever is the next target will have this smell on his body."
Lai Che's expression changed and he immediately told Qi Yan about the attack.
Ling Yutong pressed his twitching forehead and whispered, "Let me think about it."
There is no way to get rid of this smell in a short period of time, and it can only be contracted through close contact, then...
How did the person who was initially targeted deal with the smelly clothes?
She frowned, and suddenly her eyes lit up.
"Lai Che, Song Yue, you two go find cotton cloth now, cut it into the size of a handkerchief, and bring it to me."
"Also, Silver Needle..."
She spoke very quickly, finished everything she wanted quickly, and then immediately immersed herself in sorting it out.
She thought of a way.
Since you can’t get rid of the smell, create more!
She also learned about this organization by chance in her previous life, thanks to Andu.
The people in that organization are neither killers nor secret guards. They truly only act for their goals. They go out at sunset and leave at sunrise.
As long as they can withstand three attacks from the opponent, they will not attack again regardless of whether the target is dead or not.