Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

The man in black narrowed his eyes, and his murderous intent suddenly appeared.

He stood up, the long sword stood in front of him, and replied, "I don't know what you are talking about."

Before the words fell, the long sword suddenly swept forward, piercing the air and stabbing Ye Yinchen.

Ye Yinchen couldn't escape or hide, the black hair on his waist was blown by the wind, and it was as beautiful as a teenager stepping out of a landscape painting.

And the next second.

There was a sudden humming sound from the blade.

He actually clamped the sword's edge firmly with two fingers.

The man in black widened his eyes in shock and increased the strength of the stab, but the sword edge stopped steadily at Ye Yinchen's fingertips, unable to advance or retreat.

He still smiled brightly and his tone was light, "Rong Lin, you are really... duplicitous."

with this sentence.

The man in black only felt a white shadow in front of his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, Ye Yinchen was already in front of him and ripped off his face towel.

"Look. I have to expose you myself."

Rong Lin watched the face towel being blown away by the night wind, and looked at Ye Yinchen in shock, "How do you know it's me?"

Ye Yinchen raised his eyes, "Guess."

Rong Lin pulled away a sneer, "Oh, you didn't hesitate to reveal your identity in order to protect her."

"Number one, I didn't protect her.

Second, I didn't reveal my identity. "

Ye Yinchen snatched his long sword and played it lazily in his hand.

Rong Lin looked at the sword and couldn't help but ask, "Ye Yinchen, who are you?"

A fluttering voice came, "I used to be a Qing-lou actor, and now I am a concubine of the harem. That's all."

"Oh, compared to your martial arts, your excuse is really perfunctory."

Ye Yinchen was in general interest, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, "Oh? Is that so? I think it's not bad."

Beautiful and slender fingers held the hilt of the sword, and with a slight backhand turn, they pressed against Rong Lin's neck.

"You asked so much... Is it my turn?"

Rong Lin's face returned to a dull look, "The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. If you want to kill you, kill it. I have no complaints."

The sword edge advanced a few inches, leaving a very fine bloodstain on his fair skin. "Who sent you here? King Guangping, Lord Rong, or someone else?"

Hearing this, Rong Lin grinned as if thinking of something, he glanced at the young man with a hint of mockery in his tone, "Ye Yinchen, aren't you very smart? Even if I come to kill her today If you guessed it clearly, you must be able to guess what is behind the scenes, right?"

Ye Yinchen finally restrained his smile, the bottom of his clear eyes was pitch black, and his voice was a little bit chilly.

"Rong Lin, I won't kill you for the time being, but that doesn't mean I won't kill you in the future. Be your concubine quietly, don't come to provoke her, and don't have any unreasonable thoughts."

Ye Yinchen put the sword back into his hand and turned to leave.

"Why don't you kill me? It's for her sake, afraid that if I die, will my father defect to King Guangping?"

The boy turned around and sneered in return, "I think too much. I've always only thought about myself."

**

And in the bedroom below.

After Ye Yinchen got up and left.

The girl beside her opened her eyes.

She stared at the open window for a while, then turned over and looked at the roof in deep thought.

When she looked like this, the system couldn't help but ask, [Host, what are you thinking? 】

"Aren't you connected to the sea of ​​consciousness of the deity? You don't know what the deity is thinking?"

The system was silent for a while, as if analyzing the data in her sea of ​​knowledge: [Host, I don't quite understand what you are thinking. But I suddenly found out that you seem to be a bit powerful]