Dress up as a sickly person to capture the villain princess!

The black man dodged and raised his arm. He was wearing heavy armor on his arm. He saw fireworks flying in front of his eyes. The arrow grazed his armor and was deflected.

But all the fuel in his hand spilled out of the bamboo tube, and he was covered in sticky fuel.

If he used a fire starter to set the archives on fire at this time, he would probably die.

The man in black closed his eyes and made the decision in just a moment.

If he fails to complete the mission today, how can he have the face to meet Commander Gu again, and how can he have the face to reward people based on their merits?

It’s a matter of life and death, and now we can only take a chance.

He reacted quickly and tried to reopen the fire in his hand, but at this moment, another sound of breaking air came from behind him.

The second arrow shot in right after that.

There is absolutely no chance to breathe.

The man in black was obviously prepared and leaned forward sideways, but... his judgment seemed to be wrong. There was another sound of breaking through the air, and the third arrow seemed to have predicted where he would hide.

The arrow was so sharp that it pierced through his shoulder in an instant, sending blood flying everywhere.

A piercing pain came over him, and he bit his lips in pain, but he did not dare to pull out the arrow from his shoulder immediately.

……

Zhao Changlin bent his bow and drew his arrow, his eyes fixed on a light-colored figure in the archives. This was the fourth arrow.

Hit the mountain to scare the tiger, lure the snake out of its hole, and only then will the last arrow hit the cunning prey's vital point.

Her black hair was blown by the night wind, one eye was slightly closed, her arms were tense, and the longbow was slowly moving along with the man's figure.

"Alive."

She opened her red lips slightly, and uttered two words so lightly that they floated in the night wind. The shadow guards standing on both sides clasped their hands together, and the patterns on their black iron masks seemed like beasts coming to life.

"Yes, I will follow your orders."

In the blink of an eye, a light whistle spread among the shadow guards, and countless people in black armor drew out the long swords worn at their waists in the attic.

The cold light comes out of the sheath.

The Shadow Guards surrounded the archives, but they were not holding torches.

I could only vaguely discern the road under my feet by the firelight in the distance, and my steps were light, stepping on the bluestone.

Suddenly, a man covered in flames rushed out of the archives, and the building behind him was on fire.

The flames seemed to engulf the entire archive in an instant, but fortunately... the wood used in the archive had been professionally treated with anti-corrosion, moisture-proof and fire-proof treatments, so the flames could not burn too large for a while.

The black "Ghost Seer" only remembered His Highness's order, which was to leave the man alive and capture him on the spot.

They stared at the person standing in the sea of ​​fire, only to see that person jump down from the building without hesitation for a moment.

His body tumbled in the air like a carp falling into a deep pool. He rolled on the ground several times with his body upright, and several pools of scarlet blood came into view.

The flames on the black-clothed man's body faded a little, and his whole body was burning hot. His skin seemed to be covered with blisters. The arrow that had not yet been pulled out from his back pressed against the ground, causing him to feel a heart-wrenching pain. Only then did he look up.

Feeling despair.

There were nearly a hundred shadow guards standing in the courtyard, each holding a long sword in their hands. It was obvious that they had expected this.

Immediately afterwards, several cold rays attacked his neck, and red flames were reflected on the long sword, which was the fire in the distance.

“…You bunch of black mad dogs, don’t even think about making me…resign to my fate!”

"Even if I die...I won't..."

His words were intermittent, as if there were countless blood foams in his throat. His fingers dug into the ground, and the skin burned by the fire fell off piece by piece.

That look was so corny.

After saying that, the man fainted on the ground with his eyes closed, as if he had really been burned to death by fire.

But the experienced shadow guard did not relax his vigilance. The man wearing the black iron mask squatted down, put two fingers together, and placed them in front of the man's nose.

He wanted to test whether the man had stopped breathing, and just as he stretched out two fingers, he saw the man's gray eyes opened again.

He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he grabbed the armor on the shadow guard's wrist with one hand, and almost wanted to tear the shadow guard's arm off.

"Today... even if I die, I will knock out the teeth of you... black mad dogs..."

However, such a struggle was in vain, as the shadow guard behind him was prepared. The blade flipped over and hit him on the back. All of a sudden, five blades were raised at the same time.

The shadow guard's wrist that he was holding was as hard as a mountain and almost unshakable. The eyes under the black iron mask were calm.

He was like a lamb to be slaughtered, without any ability to fight back. The man was so ashamed that he pressed the tip of his teeth against his tongue and was about to bite it off to commit suicide.

Then I heard a crisp sound in my ear.

Zhao Changlin clapped her hands gently and walked down the stairs. She had the aura of an emperor, which was instilled in her since childhood.

The night wind was blowing gently, ruffling her black cloak.

"Good, very courageous."

"But do you know what crime it is to break into the palace at night?"

Hearing the clear female voice, the man's heart skipped a beat. He knew who the person was without having to guess.

"I don't know."

"Why... Your Highness, if you catch me, why don't you kill me as soon as possible?"

"The entire archive was burned down by me. Even if Your Highness wants to check, you won't be able to find out where to start."

Listening to this man's arrogant provocation after his success, it was just as I guessed. He came here today with the determination to die and never thought about being able to walk out of the palace alive.

But what if the mission fails?

Can this person still laugh?

"Since I could guess that you would visit me tonight, why couldn't I guess what secret you wanted to destroy?"

A pair of eyes full of smiles, seemingly completely unconcerned about the man's provocation, Zhao Changlin looked at him calmly, and saw that the man's expression began to become frightened and scared as he expected.

"How is it possible... How could you possibly know..."

The man's voice began to tremble, as if he couldn't believe it. There were so many archives from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Industry, how could she possibly know which one she was here to destroy.

I was careless tonight and let these shadow guards notice me. I guess... the Princess in front of me must be trying to trick me.

He won't be fooled.

"Why didn't I know?"

"I just think that some people are just too ridiculous. It's fine if they are trapped in a jar, but they don't even know they are about to die."

"Why, are you afraid that I won't be able to find out who is the bad apple in the Ministry of Industry or the Ministry of War?"

Zhao Changlin took a step forward and smiled. She was wearing a red long dress and had a graceful figure.

But in the eyes of the man in black, the person in front of him was like a red spider lily blooming on the road to the underworld, coming to take his soul and kill him.