The ancient martial arts world has experienced many wars in history, because the mysterious Eastern power was already famous. At that time, the ladder to heaven was not broken, and there were several incidents where monks became immortals.

Witches and alchemists from ancient Europe repeatedly invaded the ancient martial arts world in order to pry into the secrets of immortality, and several large-scale battles occurred that destroyed the world.

Of course, these are histories unknown to ordinary people, and all the files at that time are sealed as highly confidential by various countries.

Xiao Yunting was responsible for monitoring the ancient martial arts world and developing weapons to control the power of ancient warriors. Only then did he learn about these things, and thus entered a world that violated scientific common sense.

Da da.

His brush strokes fell on the paper, and he didn't come back to his senses until someone approached.

"Have you washed it?"

He turned his head slightly and saw the girl at the door who was wiping her wet long hair with a towel. His eyes fell on her naked feet. He subconsciously got up and helped her get a pair of slippers, then bent down and squatted down.

"I can do it by myself." When Ye Lan's ankle was held by his dry and warm hands, she felt uncomfortable for a moment and wanted to dodge. She lowered her eyes and said softly: "You don't have to do this."

She is not one of those delicate girls in the tour group who can't carry it on her shoulders or lift it with her hands, and she doesn't need her lover to squat down to put on her shoes and tie her shoelaces.

But Xiao Yunting did not let go. Instead, she lifted her foot and put it into the slipper. When she changed her hand to hold the other foot, a deep voice sounded in the room, "It's not that you need it, it's that I want to wear it for you. "

Ever since he saw a couple from the same tour group on the street today, when the boy tied the girl's shoelaces, he wanted to do this.

Ye Lan didn't even hold on to the door frame, but just kept staring down at his careful and regular movements. Seeing her slender ankle bones being pinched in the other's slender hands, and then being carefully put on her shoes, a strange feeling came over her heart. a feeling of.

She has learned to take care of herself since she was a child, and she can even heal her own injuries and broken internal organs. Now she is like a child who is babbling and doesn't understand anything, being held in the hands of the person in front of her and being cared for properly.

It was obviously just a small movement, but it made her heart soften, as if she had been soaked in a jar of honey, and even her breathing had a hint of sweetness.

It wasn't until the other shoe was worn that Xiao Yunting stood up and made a pertinent comment without expression, "It feels good."

It looked like he was doing some mechanical testing.

Ye Lan raised his eyebrows, leaned against the door frame and looked at him, nodded seriously and said, "Well, if you like it, I'll cooperate more in the future."

Anyway, she is the beneficiary and does not suffer any loss.

Xiao Yunting was finally amused by her appearance. The cold and stern facial lines at work softened, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and he raised his hand to rub the ends of her hair.

This time, Ye Lan turned his head and hid, and said funnyly: "Wash your hands, just because you don't have mysophobia on me doesn't mean I don't."

He came to touch her hair right after putting on his shoes, not even his own feet.

Xiao Yunting had no choice but to go to the bathroom.

When he returned to the study, Ye Lan was sitting opposite the desk, looking down at his phone.

Xiao Yunting walked over and could tell at a glance that she had not touched or looked at his documents. This kind of measured respect should have made people happy, but at this moment, it made him feel a little uncomfortable.

So he took the initiative to briefly explain the information about the black market that his subordinates had investigated, and then handed her the specific documents faxed over.

Ye Lan took it and looked at it, "Someone is watching Feitiandu."

She came to the same conclusion as Xiao Yunting, and then continued: "Ji's illness has always been handled by Wu Xingxiao. I don't know the specific cause, but the witch clan does have the power of a curse. Curses can make people directly die."

From this point of view, it is indeed consistent with Ji's unknown genetic disease.

"The history is too long to trace back, and it takes time to read the files." Xiao Yunting didn't have much hope for this clue. After all, it was just a little speculation.

"Well, I'll let someone go to the library to look for it first." Ye Lan lowered his head and sent out the news. Then he didn't dwell too much on it. His attention fell on the black market that was right in front of him. "The black market spreads rumors that there is something wrong with Peach Blossom Island With the news about the elixir of life and the contact between a mysterious person and Huang Weiren, this black market now allows ordinary people to visit it for only 500 yuan. It seems that this place is very interesting."

There are not many places that interest her, and now the black market is one of them.

"How much do you know about this black market?" She suddenly raised her head and asked Xiao Yunting beside her.

Xiao Yunting paused, and some turbulent memories emerged. All that flashed before his eyes were bloody scenes. After gently closing his eyes, he calmed down and said, "Not much. The black market appeared earlier than the Hunter Area." Early on, the person behind the scenes is unknown, and this area is like a tarsal maggot that has been following the Hunter Area."

Hearing this, Ye Lan was a little surprised, "Didn't the previous generation of black market leaders be killed by the current leader of the Hunter Region?"

After that, the black market came under the management of the Hunter District and went through several major purges.

These are the information previously given by the special management department.

However, now Xiao Yunting shook his head and said in a cold voice: "The person I killed was just a substitute. For so many years, that person has always been there."

Manipulating the operations of the black market, not even the Xiao family's information network could capture a single clue. He is currently the number one target of the Xiao family.

"I didn't expect it to be a big fish." Ye Lan clearly heard the hatred from the man's mouth, and the guy who even he was helpless was indeed much more difficult to deal with than the leader of the hunting area who could be lured away with a sack. "Let's go check it out tonight."

She raised her arm and took the man's hand.

Xiao Yunting suppressed his chill, and the shadow of the girl was reflected in the deep pupils between his lowered brows, "Yes, but be careful."

This is the first time he has told Ye Lan like this.

Hearing this, Ye Lan raised his eyebrows slightly, a smile escaped from the corners of his lips, and his tone was softer than ever before.

"Don't worry, if you don't like it, I'll kill it for you if you encounter it."

I'll kill it for you.

The blood-stained words came out of her cold and self-possessed mouth, and because of her overly strong aura, there was no sense of inconsistency at all.

Xiao Yunting's fingertips suddenly tightened, and what he held was her delicate and cold hand. Then, the dark memory in his heart seemed to be illuminated by a beam of light. Suddenly, the cold past was injected with a little warmth, making him couldn't help but nod and give. The answer was, “Okay.”

Unknowingly, the clock has turned to 11:30.

Ye Lan and Xiao Yunting changed their clothes and went out. When they got downstairs, several people were already waiting on the roadside.

In addition to the few people at the same table who listened to the shadow puppet show in the evening, there was another middle-aged couple and a few big men who didn't look easy to mess with.

"Are you all ready? There are ten people in total, and they are all here." The host is a man from the northwest. His rough face is red with the regional characteristics of the plateau. After ordering everyone, he opens the back of the van beside him. Zuo greeted: "Okay, get in the car quickly, there is still some distance to go, the target cannot be too big, everyone squeezes in."

With that said, he got into the passenger seat first and handed the driver a pack of cigarettes in a flattering manner.

Ye Lan glanced over and saw a thick callus on the hand that the other party stretched out the window.

That's the hand holding the gun.

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