It doesn't matter what the lord is.

Alayya caught up with the distance that Heji couldn't catch up with.

She ran towards Bai Huang the first moment, and at the critical moment, she blocked the knife that the assassin was about to attack Bai Huang.

But the situation remains grim.

Alayya's right arm was already injured, and the sword she faced head-on with the assassin caused the wound to burst open, and blood was dripping. But she did not retreat because of this. She stepped forward with the sword in both hands as if nothing had happened, and forced the assassin back from Bai Huang.

But there is still a problem.

Neither Alayya nor Heji could leave a scar on the assassin.

Even touching the edge of her clothes seemed out of reach.

Alayya's fighting style is also called "mad dog fighting style" by those who don't know much about it. She rushed forward recklessly, without any intention of retreating. I, Alayya, just want to kill you all today, or be killed by you all, that's probably how I feel. The assassin frowned, and seemed to think she was a bit difficult to deal with.

Of course, it’s just that the playing style is a little difficult.

Alayya's hard power still has some gap compared to the opponent.

It is true that Alayya is a genius, but she only started practicing swordsmanship when she entered the City Lord's Mansion when she was in her teens. She has no natural talent to support her body, and she relies on hard work to make up for it. Facts have proved that when fighting, no one cares about age, gender, status, or how you got your martial arts skills. Only hard power is the chip that determines victory or defeat.

This time it was five rounds. In a matter of seconds, the assassin slashed Alaiya's wrist with the back of his blade. Alaiya groaned in pain, and the sword in her hand was about to slip out of her hand. Fortunately, she held the sword with both hands, and she relied on her willpower to clench her bloody hands and forcefully thrust the last sword.

Is this sword important?

Of course it matters!

Because behind the assassin, two or three meters high in the air, Heji held the sword in both hands and chopped down on his head like a slam dunk.

This sword was like thunder.

The assassin dodged Alayya's sword, but ran into Heji's sword energy.

The silver-white sword light exploded, instantly taking away all vision. When the sword light dissipated, my eyes could not react for a while. When I regained my vision, I could see Heji standing there, in front of a large pit that was still smoking. The blue bricks within a radius of dozens of meters were all shattered into pieces, and near where he landed the sword, even the exposed soil turned into a charred black.

Bai Huang said loudly:

"Heggie! Alayya! Are you okay?"

Alayya shook her head, covering her right forearm with her left hand, and her face did not look very good.

Heji stared blankly at the hole in front of him, cold sweat dripping to the ground.

Still no feel for the hit!

Suddenly, just like a classic scene in a horror movie, all the torches on the outer wall of the granary went out, leaving only the farthest torch still burning silently. Someone was standing under that torch, her shadow was very long. The next second, her figure disappeared quietly.

There was only endless darkness around.

Fear crept into my heart.

Heji clenched the sword in his hand and said loudly:

"Master Bai Huang, hurry up!"

In the darkness, Bai Huang looked around and said unwillingly:

"But if we leave now, the granary..."

She didn't finish.

All I could hear was a dull sound like a sandbag falling to the ground.

"Master Bai Huang?"

Heji called out, but no one responded in the darkness. He gritted his teeth and fell into anger, but before he could utter a curse, the wind started to blow behind him.

Heji turned around and swung his sword. The silver light swept across the familiar scenery, illuminating everything around for only a moment.

The next moment, something hit him hard on the back of his neck. Heji staggered forward two steps, supporting himself with the sword, but the assassin slashed him with a knife again, completely shattering his last bit of persistence.

Darkness is the most suitable stage for an assassin to perform.

Hiding, assassinating, and returning to darkness again is like an art.

Alayya still did not give up, but because of her severe injuries, the hand holding the sword began to tremble unnaturally.

She looked around hard, trying to find the whereabouts of the assassin.

But until the assassin knocked her down with one blow, she didn't notice the ghostly girl who was approaching her silently.

All members of the Baihuang team are unconscious.

It can be said that the assassin, who was unharmed, appeared silently in front of the last torch, and his shadow was still very long.

She took the torch, walked to the door of the granary, and threw the torch into the granary.

The torch drew a perfect arc in the air and landed on the dry grain.

The assassin didn't read on. Mission accomplished, which meant it was time for her to leave.

But just after she took three steps, she suddenly reached out her hand to her face.

What my fingertips touched was not the familiar texture of fabric, but smooth, cool skin.

The mask was gone—or so she thought.

So the assassin turned around hurriedly and found that the torch he threw into the granary did not cause a fire as he had imagined. Instead, it was strangely extinguished, creating a real darkness.

I stood at the door of the granary and threw the empty broken iron bucket aside. Then I used my right index finger to hold up the dark mask, spinning it like a handkerchief, and asked the assassin with a smile:

“…Are you looking for this?”

24. The first thing you say when you wake up every day

Although I couldn't see it clearly in the dark, I knew her expression must be very interesting.

I took out a flint from my pocket, sat on the ground, and muttered to myself:

"Wait a minute, let me make a fire. It's too dark."

Before he finished speaking, a sound of breaking air suddenly rang out.

I raised my hand, clamped the dagger that was stabbing at my head with two fingers, and said to the assassin:

"Didn't I say wait a minute?"

The knife felt lighter, and it was obvious that the assassin had let go of the knife and quickly retreated.

I threw her knife aside.

I lit a fire, then a torch, held it in my hand, and the darkness finally had some light.

In the firelight, one could see that the assassin had an identical knife in his right hand, with the back of his left hand pressed against his lips, his five fingers spread out, covering half of his face. For the first time, his lifeless eyes looked a little at a loss.

Now she was a bit like Heji just now, her body was very tense, and she was staring at my every move with full concentration.

I had just taken half a step forward when she suddenly held the dagger in her hand across her body and looked at me warily.

At this moment, someone holding a torch suddenly ran towards this side in the distance.

A voice sounded:

"I can't find Lord Bai Huang anywhere. Could it be..."

"Don't talk nonsense! Everyone, search everywhere and make sure that Master Bai Huang is safe!"

"Don't be impulsive if you encounter an assassin! Go search over there, you guys, follow me!"

Not good.

What would happen if someone saw this scene?

Bai Huang, Heji and Alayya, three powerful fighters, were lying unconscious on the ground, while the city lord, who had been useless, was confronting the legendary assassin.

——It turns out that our city lord is actually very strong.

It is foreseeable that this scene will soon be widely circulated among the people, and I will become the next target of the deification movement and become the much-anticipated super city lord. He Yue will use me as an important combat force, and from now on I will have to work from 5 am to 9 pm every day, get up earlier than the chickens and sleep later than the dogs, and devote all my strength to the rise of Yuxi City every moment...

No! I don't want that kind of life!

A future without free food and drink and getting something for nothing is not the future I want!

I was stunned for a moment, and the assassin girl suddenly swung the knife in her hand. I instinctively turned my head to avoid it, but the torch in my hand was instantly cut off by the knife. The burning part fell to the ground and quickly went out. The surroundings returned to darkness.

In just a few seconds, her breath was gone.

The soldiers found the place quickly.

"Look! Someone is lying on the ground!"

"It's Lord Bai Huang! Lord Bai Huang has fainted!"

"Lord Heji and Lady Alayya are here too! Oh my god, what happened here? Everything around here is in tatters…"

"No time to sigh, saving lives is the most important thing!"

Others are clearly trying to fish in troubled waters:

"The city lord has taught us that artificial respiration should be performed at this time! Everyone, get out of the way, I'll do it!"

"I come!"

"I come!"

"I'll do it!"

"Go and give Lord Heji artificial respiration!"

"Stop it! It's already this late, don't you feel nervous at all? I declare... I'll do it."

Amid the noise, Bai Huang woke up in a daze.

Maybe the assassin didn't hit her very hard. Bai Huang woke up first. When she heard the chaotic noises around her, she slapped the soldier closest to her on the head. The soldier was startled and knelt down with a plop. He whispered:

"You, you're awake. That's great. We were just discussing..."

Bai Huang covered his forehead, stood up shakily, and asked:

"Why are you here? Are you trying to stab a customer?"

A soldier replied:

"I don't know. We couldn't contact you, so we looked everywhere. When we got here, you, Master Heji, and Master Alayya were all unconscious. We didn't see anything else."

Bai Huang turned around hurriedly and asked loudly:

"Where's the food? Is the food all right?"

A soldier holding a torch walked in and took a look around, then came back to report:

"Report to Lord Bai Huang, the food and fodder are still there."

Bai Huang breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Heji also woke up, got up from the ground, and asked loudly:

"Where is Lord Bai Huang? Is Lord Bai Huang okay?"

The first thing Heji did when he woke up was to care about Bai Huang, and the first thing Bai Huang did when he woke up was to ask about the whereabouts of the assassin and the safety of the food... This is too tragic.

I jumped down from the rooftop lightly, carrying a broken iron bucket containing two assassin's short knives, the original mask, and a torch that was cut in half. While the soldiers were rushing to the granary, I took a detour away from this troubled place and returned to the city lord's mansion. The guard at the door bowed and greeted me, and I walked into the city lord's mansion as if nothing had happened, buried the broken iron bucket containing the evidence in the garden, and then yawned as I walked towards Alayya's room.

When I passed by the library, I noticed that there was still light inside.

The door was not closed tightly, and I took a look inside and found Fileta still sitting at the table, holding a book and reading with difficulty. I say difficult because her expression was quite painful, just like the expression my sister showed when she first came into contact with quantum mechanics in her previous life. She felt it was difficult, but was unwilling to give up. She gritted her teeth and read line by line to understand those difficult and obscure things.

Several times when her eyelids were drooping and she was feeling sleepy, Fileta bit her lips tightly and forced herself to keep her eyes open and read.

She really wants to become stronger.

I didn't bother her and went to Alaya's room. Alaya's room was very plain, with basically no decorations. There was almost no other furniture except hangers, sofas, beds, and cabinets. It even felt empty. I took off my clothes, hung them on Alaya's hangers, and then got into her quilt.

Still the familiar texture, still the familiar taste!

I was thinking about the assassin and fell asleep before I knew it.

When I woke up the next morning, I reached next to me and felt the familiar warmth.

Alaiya had bandages wrapped around her body, but she slept peacefully beside me, under the same blanket, side by side. But she wasn't sleeping soundly. When I touched her, she opened her eyes and quickly looked around. When she found that I was the only one around, her expression softened again.

I pretended to be ignorant and asked her:

"What happened? How did you get hurt?"

Alayya shook her head and said softly: