Master: If you go down the mountain, you will be invincible. I will bring disaster to the whole worl

There are women all over the streets at night, but there is really no one in a million who are indifferent to seeing the dead and injured all over the ground.

In this situation, not to mention the people of the Phantom Palace, even Wan Qi Tianxin herself can hardly believe that she is an ordinary night girl.

"You ......" Hearing Mu Weiwei's response, Wan Qitian was stunned.

She didn't expect the other party to explain so simply.

Mu Weiwei ignored Wan Qi's heart of heaven.

She still shook hands with Li Xingye, still very enthusiastic, "Mr. Li, the boss has not been available for the past few days, I wonder if I can travel with you on her behalf?"

"That's a good idea. Li Xingye was unceremonious.

He spread his wings and hugged Mu Weiwei into his arms, his hand was warm and elastic, this woman was indeed a superb.

Wan Qi Tianxin watched from the side, unable to say a word.

Her identity is that of a service industry practitioner, so she naturally has no place to speak.

Li Xingye has been named, and the wood has been completed.

She was really unhappy in her heart, but she couldn't object.

Wan Qi Tianxin picked up the handbag and left the café suddenly.

She couldn't stay here for a moment.

With a smile in her eyes, Mu Yinlan watched Wan Qi Tianxin's back leave.

Li Xingye also stood up, still hugging Mu Weiwei, "Suddenly I feel a little dizzy, so I'll go back to my room to rest first." Mu

Yinlan wanted to step forward to help him.

"No, no, I just need the fourth escort. Li Xingye opened his mouth to refuse.

He dismissed Mu Yinlan and took Mu Weiwei to the presidential suite.

Soon, he also disappeared.

"This old guy can suppress Long Dingyu with one blow, I hope the fourth guy had better be careful when doing things, so as not to make me have to do it. Mu Yinlan's expression gradually turned cold.

The Phantom Hall is not a charity, and it only thinks about profit.

Long Dingyu was offended by the Phantom Palace, these women did not target Li Xingye before, it was because they had other things to do.

"Sister Lan, it's easy for so many of us to get him, but I'm afraid that after getting the knife, Vermilion Bird City won't see this old man go back for a long time, and he will take action. The innocent woman next to her spoke.

This is obviously also the main assassin of the Phantom Palace.

Mu Yinlan shook her head, "The hall master is now desperate to get Bei Yuting's knife, don't worry about other things." The

women next to him said no more.

They lit their coffee as if nothing happened.

The blood in the café gradually dissipated, and after waiting for a while, a group of women also dispersed.

......

Li Xingye took Mu Weiwei to the presidential suite.

The fourth guard was still full of charm, "Mr. Li, I'll take a shower first." As

she spoke, she wanted to push Li Xingye away.

"What a bath, I'm already hungry and thirsty. Li Xingye was very anxious and wanted to drag the woman to the bed.

Mu Weiwei struggled, "Mr. Li, you make me no different from those on the side of the road, you have to take your time!"

She giggled, wanting to refuse and welcome, full of charm.

"Okay, but the longer I wait, the more angry I will become, and then I will bear the consequences. Li Xingye threatened, but smiled a little obscenely.

Mu Weiwei nodded his forehead, then snickered and went in the direction of the bathroom.

She entered the bathroom, the sound of water was raised, the curtains had been closed, and the mist was blowing.

The smell of incense seemed to come out of the air again.

This woman was born with a strange fragrance and is a superb.

After a long time, Mu Weiwei, who had wet hair and was wrapped in a bath towel, came out.

Even a bath towel can't wrap its graceful and graceful figure, and the convex and backward curls are particularly eye-catching.

Li Xingye remained silent, and Zheng Da Ma Jindao sat on the sofa and looked directly at her.

"Mr. Li, are you embarrassed to see people, can you turn around?" Mu Weiwei said coquettishly.

Li Xingye laughed, and closed his eyes very cooperatively.

The scented woman drew closer and closer to him.

Seeing that there was still a three-inch distance from Li Xingye.

Suddenly, Mu Weiwei's whole body flew up, and her back pressed tightly against the ceiling.

The limbs became a large character, as if there were suction cups on their backs, so they would not fall.

A figure appeared behind the place where she was standing before, and it was Wan Qi Tianxin.

Wan Qi Tianxin held a knife in her hand, and she still wore a wig on her head similar to the girl standing on the street, but her momentum had completely changed.

The power of the god of war, overflowing outside, is unstoppable.

"What are you going to do?" Li Xingye opened his eyes, a little helpless.

He asked Wan Qi Tianxin to follow him, not to let her do sabotage.

Wan Qitian said angrily: "What are you doing? She is an assassin, do you think she really likes

you, you are old, you are ugly, or you are fat?" She was obviously anxious, and naturally did not want to see the scene of the female assassin and Li Xingye making love.

"Mr. Li, who is she?"

Mu Weiwei sucked on the ceiling, her expression had become indifferent, and she no longer had the same charm as before.

Pei Yuming has the power of the Vermilion Bird God of War.

The Vermilion Bird God of War is the four god-level gods of war in the Dragon Kingdom, and it is normal if there are subordinates below who have the power of the God of War.

Therefore, the people of the Phantom Hall did not dare to mess with Li Xingye.

Now that there is suddenly another Wan Qi Heavenly Heart, these people will only be more vigilant.

"Now I should ask you first, is Your Excellency's assassination method just sleeping with a man?"

Li Xingye shook his head and asked with a serious expression.

Fengyue's assassination technique is nothing more than to kill the killer while he is happy with him.

The four major guards, each of whom is above Lu Zhixing's way of assassination.

Their unique method, not to mention the people below, even the same three guards are impossible to know.

Li Xingye was indeed a little curious.

There was a black line between Mu Weiwei's eyebrows, and she flatly denied it: "Mr. Li, what do you mean? Why should I assassinate you with our relationship?"

"This is indeed strange, but you don't seem to need to be so proactive with me.

Li Xingye said.

Mu Weiwei changed color directly.

Suddenly

a flame rose from the ceiling where she was.

She immediately turned into a burning man.

The ceiling seemed to be pressed by a soldering iron, instantly burning a human-shaped void, and Mu Weiwei disappeared into the ceiling.

"Come down!" Li Xingye stretched out his hand and pulled it, even the ice and fire.

A figure was ripped off the ceiling, and all the flames on the figure's body were extinguished, it was Mu Weiwei.

The woman fell to the ground, and Wan Qi Tianxin stepped on her chest, pointing at her snow-white neck.

The bath towel has been burned to a brown, but it will not go away, and the bath towel that has just been washed in the bath bag can still block the fire.

"Say it!" Li Xingye's expression returned to calm.

Mu Weiwei's expression was a little difficult.

Her full chest rose and fell violently, she took a deep breath, and said, "I didn't mean to kill you at all, the hall master just had an order to get the Vermilion Bird God of War Sword as quickly as possible."

"Why didn't she come by herself?" Li Xingye smiled.

He is known as Pei Yuming's henchman, and it is understandable that the so-called Phantom Hall guards dare not openly use violence against him.

But the Phantom Hall Lord is not an ordinary person, and his combat power may not be below the strongest of the Bei family.

There is no fear of him as an impostor.

"I don't know, the hall master never does things himself. Mu Weiwei bit the corner of her lip.

Her eyes flickered, and perhaps some truth was not spoken.

Actually, it's because no one is worthy of the Phantom Hall Master's personal action.