After waking up, Yang Ling saw that Alice had fallen asleep on the edge of his bed. He shook his head and gently covered her with a large coat. Winter was approaching, and the weather was getting colder by the day; ordinary people would catch a chill if they weren't careful.

  After putting on the coat, Yang Ling casually smoothed out Alice's long hair that was blown messy by the wind. Looking at her tender white skin, pale neck and slender eyelashes, he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. Unconsciously, he leaned down and gently kissed the little girl's forehead.

  This silly girl!

  As he recalled Alice's wish to serve him for the rest of her life, Yang Ling shook his head and quietly walked out. He didn't notice that Alice had turned bright red at some point, nor did he see the faint tears in her eyes.

  In the deep autumn morning of Weisen Town, a thin layer of white fog enveloped everything. While people were still asleep, Yang Ling walked slowly along a winding small road. The end of the small road was the largest and most mysterious primeval forest on the Tyrant Continent - Tras Forest. As he got closer to Tras Forest, the fog grew thicker.

  Could it be that I have unintentionally arrived in Shangri-La?

  Breathing in the fresh air, listening to the chirping of insects, Yang Ling felt carefree. In his four years at university, he had contributed all the money from his part-time job to the railway department, and had been to Huangshan, West Lake, and even lived in Tibet for a while, but he had never seen such a good natural environment as Weisen Town.

  Relaxed, Yang Ling simply closed his eyes and walked forward slowly, following the feeling. A gentle breeze blew by, making every pore on his body relax and open up comfortably.

  After walking for about half a stick of incense, Yang Ling suddenly felt something was wrong. The tower-shaped mark on his brow was emitting heat in waves, as if warning him of some danger. The surroundings were too quiet, he didn't know when it started, there was no wind, no insect sounds, and the silence was terrifying.

  As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard a "whooshing" sound, and an arrow flashed towards me like lightning. The arrowhead was black and shiny, obviously tempered with deadly poison.

  In a state of great shock, Yang Ling dodged the poisonous arrow by sidestepping. Unexpectedly, before he could even catch his breath, a black shadow suddenly emerged from under a pile of withered leaves and pounced on him like lightning.

  "Despicable thief, come and take my life!" The figure hadn't even arrived yet when the dark silhouette let out a fierce cry. Just from the sound of her voice, Yang Ling understood that he had encountered an old adversary - the female assassin who had just started her career but was still lingering around like a ghost.

  After quickly pulling away from the other person, Yang Ling said sarcastically: "Wow, every time we meet, you're always so passionate. Could it be that if I don't see you for a few days, you'll die?"

  "You... you damned lecher, you detestable rogue, bring your life here!"

  Looking at Yang Ling's sly smile, the female assassin couldn't help but think of the embarrassment of her previous failed assassination. She thought of his robust chest muscles, his bare lower body and that proud thing, getting so angry that her face turned bright red, her whole body trembling.

  "My little beauty, last time you gave me a shoe, what have you brought this time?" After dodging the female assassin's sudden attack again, Yang Ling smiled and said: "Unless, miss, this time you're planning to offer your whole body?"

  Sacrifice one's own life?

  Listening to Yang Ling's taunts, the female assassin was so angry that she gritted her teeth and chased after him relentlessly with her sharp dagger. Meanwhile, Yang Ling dodged her attacks left and right like a fish, easily evading her repeated strikes.

  Since advancing to Spirit Witch, Yang Ling's magical powers had greatly increased and his physical body had also received a huge boost. In a short period of time, he could even outrun the swift Hornet Beast, let alone this female assassin in front of him. The opponent's dagger was coated with deadly poison, and although Yang Ling didn't dare to take it head-on, dodging her attacks was still a piece of cake for him.

  "Pervert, if you have the ability, don't hide!"

  "Heh heh, my little beauty, for future happiness, come on, if you catch up to big brother I'll give you a kiss!"

  .....

  Looking at the female assassin's furious appearance, looking at her bright red face, Yang Ling deliberately provoked her nerves. The more angry she was, the easier it would be for her to lose control and fail to exert her due strength. As long as he waited for the right moment, he believed he could subdue her with one move.

  Under Yang Ling's provocation, the female assassin was indeed deceived and gritted her teeth to pursue Yang Ling's elusive figure with all her might, abandoning the 'one hit and retreat' rule of assassination. Soon, Yang Ling's speed did not decrease at all, but she was exhausted and increasingly disheartened.

  As the fire timing was almost done, Yang Ling prepared to take down the assassin. However, the tower-shaped mark on his brow suddenly jumped violently. Just as he subconsciously shifted to the left, a sharp dagger grazed past his abdomen, and a masked male assassin appeared out of nowhere in silence.

  A dull, lightless dagger, sharp and icy gaze, a massive surge of magical power and an overwhelming aura of killing intent... Yang Ling's pupils constricted, and with just one glance, he understood that he had encountered the gold-medal killer among assassins.

  "Gu Lan Da Nuo, retreat!"

  After missing the first strike, the masked assassin chased away the female assassin who had lost her hand and rushed over like a gust of wind, holding his dagger. The speed was extremely fast, but it suddenly shifted left and right, making it impossible for Yang Ling to judge the direction and angle of his attack.

  With caution, Yang Ling quickly retreated, his right hand pinched a seal, preparing to summon the demon beast. Unexpectedly, with the masked assassin's whisper, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared out of thin air. Immediately afterwards, he felt a complete loss of strength, his limbs icy and stiff, and with a 'thud', he weakly fell to the ground.

  Looking at Yang Ling's stiff hands and feet, the masked assassin sneered coldly, holding up his poisoned dagger step by step as he slowly walked over. "Heh heh, in front of a top-ranked killer like me, even if your summoner has a giant dragon beast, it wouldn't be able to withstand a single blow. The time you spend summoning the beast is already enough for you to be killed with one hit!"

  The Killer of the Heavenly List?

  Yang Ling's heart sank deeper, through casual conversations with Kassy and others, he knew that the so-called Tian Bang Killer was a high-level expert on par with the Sword Saint and the Magic Master. There were even rumors that in the face of the Tian Bang Killer's sudden attack, even the powerful magic-wielding Magic Masters did not dare to block their edge.

  "The Anka family's crimes are heinous, and I have already eliminated them. Why do you still risk your lives for him?" After being unable to move, Yang Ling racked his brains, trying to stall for time. At the same time, he exerted all his strength to circulate the witch power in his body, hoping to recover as soon as possible. Under the numbness of his whole body, he didn't ask for a complete recovery, but only hoped that his fingers could move slightly. As long as he could make hand seals, he could summon the demon beast to assist him in battle.

  You don't know if you don't try, and it's scary to take a leap! Yang Ling found that the witchcraft in his body seemed to have encountered layer upon layer of water gates, and no matter what he did, he couldn't get it started. For a moment, he didn't even know what kind of magic he had fallen under, and his heart sank deeper and deeper.

  "Hmph, no one can get the better of Jing Coin, blame your own bad luck!" Yang Ling reacted quickly, but the masked assassin was not stupid either. As he spoke, he held a dagger and pressed in, to avoid prolonging the fight. After all, when facing a summoner with unfathomable strength, no one dared to be careless.

  "Little beauty, come and give your lover one last kiss, or you'll regret it forever!" Seeing the masked assassin's dagger getting closer and closer to his throat, Yang Ling was extremely tense. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a female assassin named Gul Daniya not far away, and an idea suddenly occurred to him.

  Recommend a friend's book, "Lifeguard with numerous romantic encounters", book number 1018224.