Chapter 1647

Yin LAN and two of his men saw it clearly on the wall. One of them said in a low voice, "my Lord, the enchanting incense is filled with double materials. People in the room will never wake up until dawn."

"Good!" Yin Lan's mouth slightly raised, showing a trace of smile.

The use of MI Xiang is indeed a bad method. It can't see the light. Of course, shadow itself is not a fair and aboveboard organization. What they do is not to see light.

She turned her eyes, sneered, jumped off the wall and went straight. The two shadowmen quickly followed him down and quickly chased Yin Lan's side. They asked, "what do you want to do?"

"I'll go in and see for myself."

"Is it too dangerous?"

"Don't you say that the people in it won't wake up until tomorrow morning? There's nothing to be afraid of! " Yin Lan said indifferently.

"It's your Lord. Take this first." While speaking, a man took out a cloth towel from his sleeve and handed it to Yin LAN. He explained, "it has been coated with antidote, which can counteract the effect of enchanting fragrance."

Yin LAN took it over and didn't look at it. She was directly under her nose. Then, she came to the window and threw her head at her servants. One of them drew out a dagger and inserted it through the gap of the window, gently touching the latch inside.

After a short time, the latch was opened by the dagger. The man took back the dagger and slowly opened the window.

When the window was big enough, Yin LAN bent over to the windowsill, and then jumped into the room. Two other shadow workers followed in, and the remaining two were watching the wind outside the window.

Although the room is not a suite, but the space inside is also spacious, at this time, the air in the room is filled with a thick musk smell. After Yin LAN came in, she made a tour around, and finally her eyes fell on the bed at the end of the room.

There was a man lying on the bed. It was the beautiful young man who called himself Xiao Wu. Maybe it was the enchantment incense that played a role. He slept very sweetly. He did not move on the bed and snored slightly.

Yin Lan's eyes congealed, straightened up, and slowly walked forward, standing beside the bed, looking down at Xiao Wu, who was sleeping. Now the light in the room is dim, but even so, she still feels that Xiao Wumei is incomparable.

The ghost will believe that he is a man! Yin LAN has met many beautiful men, and Tang Yin who has been with her day and night is very beautiful. However, a man, no matter how beautiful he is, will have masculinity, even if the masculinity is cold, but Xiao Wu is not. In his body, there is no man's breath, only the feminine beauty of a woman.

Yin LAN slowly bent down, close to Xiao Wu's face, close to the tip of their noses.

No matter how you look at it, it's a perfect face. Her eyes move down to Xiao Wu's neck, as she imagined, without any protrusion. Her eyes continue to move down to Xiao Wu's chest.

The corners of her mouth stirred up and whispered to see if you were a man or a woman. Thinking about it, she gently pulled the quilt on Xiao Wu's body. At this time, a Shadowman behind her called in a low voice: "adult, look!"

Yin LAN stopped her movements and turned to look at the Shadowman. At this time, he was looking through Xiao Wu's package and took out a guide from it.

"My Lord, it seems that this man is really called Xiao Wu." The shadow man blew the fire folder, examined the road guide carefully, and then looked up and said.

Yin LAN came forward, took the guide, and looked at the fire folder carefully. Yes, there was Xiao Wu's name, gender, native place and other simple personal information on it.

She pondered for a moment, then handed the guide back to the Shadowman and said, "this kind of thing can be copied by anyone you want."

"But it has the official seal of Sichuan."

"Even if it's true, how do you know that this guide must be his, and he won't impersonate him?"

Yin LAN first glared at the shadow workers, then turned back and looked at Xiao Wu on the bed, grinned and said, "whether he is an impostor or not, you will find out."

"How do you want to try it?"

Yin Lan's eyes turned, with a bad smile on her face, she threw her head to him and said, "follow me!" With these words, she went back to the bed, pulled off the quilt on Xiao Wu's body, and then carefully reached out to untie the button of his collar.

Unable to understand what she was going to do, the Shadowman stood by with his eyes as wide as a bell.

As soon as Yin LAN untied the collar button of Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes and laughed at Yin LAN, saying, "it's really a great joy to have a beautiful woman throw herself in her arms at night."

Her eyes were wide and her mouth was wide open. She instinctively wanted to step back. However, Xiao Wu grabbed Yin Lan's hands first, then went back to the area and pulled her to bed.

Before Yin LAN could react, he turned over and pressed Yin LAN directly under his body. Then he held his nose and sniffed her face and neck. He said with a smile, "girl's body is so fragrant!"When Yin LAN suffered such humiliation, she struggled hard. However, although Xiao wusheng was weak, her strength was not small. Even Yin LAN could not break away from his control even though she tried to suckle.

Her face flushed and she called out to the Shadowman, "what are you waiting for?"

The two shadowmen in the room finally came back to their senses. Before thinking about it, both of them drew out the daggers they were carrying with them, and made a gesture to stab Xiao Wu. At this time, they heard a clang, and the door was kicked open from the outside, and then a person came in.

The two shadowmen were shocked and looked back. The man who came in was black from head to toe, with a black wide brimmed hat on his head and a black cloth towel hanging from the brim of the hat, which completely blocked his whole face and didn't even show his eyes.

Looking down, he has black clothes and trousers, a pair of black cloth shoes under his feet, and a black thin bamboo pole in his hand. It seems that there is no other color except black.

How did he get in? Why didn't the brother who let the wind out of the house warn in advance? The two shadowmen were shocked. At this time, they were acutely aware that the operation had failed, and that it was not only a failure, but also a trap.

Not long after the man in black came in, three middle-aged people came in from outside, one of whom was carrying two faint shadow workers.

"You two are looking for your partner, aren't you? They are both here While speaking, the middle-aged man threw the Shadowman on the ground.

"Damn it!" The two shadowmen saw the opportunity to kill, and the aura came out. The spirit armor was condensed in the body, and the dagger in his hand was also spirited. They drank a little and rushed forward with the spirit dagger.

However, when they rushed up, they stopped quickly. The man in black opposite slowly raised the bamboo pole in his hand and held it in front of his chest. He held the top of the bamboo pole in one hand and the body of the bamboo pole in the other hand. It was such a simple and unadorned move that the two shadow men stopped their steps together and felt cold from their bones.

Others may not feel much, but they can clearly feel that at that moment, the air in the room seemed to be frozen, and there was an invisible big hand holding his heart, chest tightness, angina pectoris, and they could even smell the smell of death.

There was no need to fight. The spirit pressure from the man in black was no longer what these two shadowmen could cope with.

The face of the man in black was blocked by the black cloth hanging from the brim of his hat, but the two shadowmen could feel that there was a pair of snake like eyes staring at him behind the black cloth. The man in black slowly raised his hand holding the bamboo pole. Suddenly, a cold light appeared in the dark room. It turned out that there was a sharp sword hidden in the bamboo pole in his hand.

The body of the sword is as thin as paper and less than a finger wide. It is not so much a sword as an enlarged needle.

As the blade in the bamboo pole was slowly pulled out by him, the spiritual pressure in the room became more and more heavy and suffocating. Even the three middle-aged people on the side all felt uncomfortable at the same time, their brows frowned and they could not help but retreat one after another.

"Don't hurt him, sir!" At this time, Xiao Wu, who put Yin LAN under his body, suddenly sat up. First, he took a quick drink from his side. Then, he quickly squeezed a small pill out of his sleeve and put it into Yin Lan's mouth.

Yin LAN suddenly regained consciousness, but the pill melted in the mouth and immediately slipped into her stomach. She was shocked. She was about to ask what medicine the other party had given her, but she swallowed it back to her mouth, because the aura in her body had begun to collapse and could not condense. Needless to say, what the other party gave herself was a sanlingdan.

She glared at Xiao Wu, and her teeth itched with hatred. This was the first time that she took part in the shadow's action in person. As a result, she was written down with a great shame.

Xiao Wu turned a blind eye to her full of resentment. He pinched her face with a smile and said, "it's really embarrassing for a beauty to be so affectionate."

Yin LAN smell speech, almost spit blood, which dog eye is he to see that he has affection? She glared at Xiao Wu's eyes and almost burst out fire.

Her reaction let Xiao Wu can't help laughing, did not continue to tease her, floated off the bed, slowly put on shoes, and then walked to the two shadow workers.

When he was about to approach the two shadowmen, there suddenly seemed to be an extra wall in front of him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make any further progress.

He sighed and gave up his efforts. He looked at the man in black with a smile. He said softly, "Sir, let him go. After all, they didn't do anything to me."

The man in black was still silent. He drew out half of his sharp blade and slowly took it back. When his narrow sword returned to the sheath, the spiritual pressure around the two shadowmen suddenly disappeared, and they could not stand up. They both fell on the ground like a prostration, and even the spirit dagger in their hands fell to one side.

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