Stunning beauty

At night, the palace.

Weiyang Palace.

The candlelight danced, and Queen Changsun was quietly embroidering something. Perhaps because of her old age, after one thread was used up, she was unable to put on the next thread several times.

Time is not forgiving. Even if she takes good care of herself, her appearance still does not look old, and it cannot change the fact that Empress Changsun is getting older.

"Daughter, come here."

After trying several times without success, Empress Changsun had to hand the needle and thread to her daughter.

Murong silently took the needle and thread, put it on carefully, and handed it to his mother.

"In the blink of an eye, even you are almost in your prime."

Empress Changsun smiled and said, "If it hadn't been for three years of war, your marriage wouldn't have been delayed until now."

Having said this, Queen Changsun looked at her grown-up daughter in front of her, sighed lightly, and continued, "Actually, if Mr. Li hadn't encountered these things, he would really be a good candidate."

"Every result is the best arrangement."

Murong said calmly, "Daughter, I am very contented. Now, what my daughter wants to see most is for her brother to ascend to that position. Apart from that, she has no energy to think about anything else for the time being."

She, her mother, and the entire eldest grandson family are now trying to find ways to push her brother to that position. Personal matters are really not worth considering at this time.

"Professor Li's plan this time seems to be deliberately concealing something."

Empress Changsun stopped the needlework in her hand and said calmly, "It's strange that at this time, there is nothing that can't be said."

"He keeps saying seven points and hiding three points. My daughter is used to it."

Murong responded, "They probably have some trump cards that they don't want us to know."

"Not like."

Empress Changsun shook her head and said, "Now, it's time to decide the outcome in one round. In the decisive battle, both sides will definitely have all their trump cards out and cannot hide them."

After saying that, Queen Changsun looked at the embroidery in her hand, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she whispered softly, "Is it possible that you don't want us to know?"

At this moment, in a luxurious mansion in the capital, panicked cries for help rang out. Not long after, a shrill scream spread throughout the mansion, and blood spattered and stained half of the courtyard red.

Many servants and guards witnessed with their own eyes that the owner of the mansion died tragically. His chest was penetrated and his internal organs were violently shattered, which was shocking.

"Monster, monster!"

Everyone looked at the figure under the black robe in front of them, horrified.

Outside the mansion, Xiaosi stood quietly in the darkness, watching what was happening in the mansion in front of him from a distance, saying nothing and waiting patiently.

Soon, the figure in black robe rushed out of the mansion and came to Xiao Si.

"Let's go."

Xiaosi said something, then turned around and left, heading towards the mansion of the second mission target.

Not long after, the two of them stopped one after another in front of the second mansion.

Xiaosi looked at the mansion in front of him and reminded him, "According to the young master's instructions, you have to come out in half a quarter of an hour, regardless of success or failure."

"Yes!"

From behind, Chi Ying responded with a hoarse voice, his figure flashed past, and he immediately jumped into the mansion.

In the house, it was a little quiet. In the backyard, candlelight danced in a room. In front of the table, a young figure sat there, quietly looking at the book in his hand.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared outside the room and rushed straight into the room.

"who!"

In the room, the young figure seemed to have noticed something. He turned around and blocked the sneak attack of the black shadow.

Under the flickering candlelight, Xiao Si and Chi Ying's second target came into view. It was the fourth prince of Dashang, Mu Bai, who was their ally.

Under the impact of the palm force, Mu Bai slipped a few steps away, reached out to grab the Long Yuan Sword hanging on the wall, released his strength with one step, and rushed forward.

Red Shadow turned sideways to avoid the edge of the sword. Before he could recover, he used his powerful palm force to increase his body.

With a thud, the red shadow flew out and was slapped out of the room.

In the courtyard, Chi Ying steadied his figure and looked at the opponent rushing in front. Instead of retreating, he advanced to meet him.

"Assassins, there are assassins!"

At the same time, the guards and experts in the mansion noticed the movement in the backyard and immediately rushed over.

"Don't come here!"

During the battle, Mu Bai shouted, "Just block his retreat. This person is not something you can deal with."

As he spoke, Mu Bai's attack with the long sword in his hand became more fierce, using all his strength to suppress the opponent in front of him.

Outside the palace, Xiao Si looked at the battle in the palace with a strange look on his face.

Sure enough, His Royal Highnesses, who are as famous as Fozi and others, are not comparable to ordinary people and masters.

For half a quarter of an hour, Chi Ying had no chance of success.

"Second World Secret."

After exchanging dozens of moves, Mu Bai sensed the strength of his opponent. Dragon Qi surged around his body, and he held his swords in parallel. After one strike, he struck out with a thunderous palm.

Chi Ying crossed his arms to block, feeling the huge force on his body, and took ten steps back. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he received a powerful blow from the World-Suppressing Art head-on.

Seeing this, Mu Bai frowned slightly, his figure swept out, and rushed forward again.

Chi Ying immediately stabilized his figure and continued to fight with the fourth prince with the help of his strong physical strength.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, the half-quarter-of-an-hour time limit was up.

Chi Ying started the battle with a palm. Without any hesitation, he stamped his feet and quickly fled out of the house.

"Want to go!"

Mu Bai's face darkened and he shouted, "Stop him!"

Several masters of the Five Realms in the mansion took the order and wanted to join forces to stop the assassin in front of them.

However, at this moment, an invisible pressure came between heaven and earth. All the masters in the mansion felt their bodies stagnate, and their reactions were all half a beat slower.

Mu Bai felt this powerful force appearing out of thin air, and his expression suddenly changed.

This is?The power of spiritual consciousness!

After an instant of obstruction, Red Shadow rushed out of the encirclement and quickly disappeared.

Outside the house, the blood-red color in Xiaosi's eyes dissipated. He looked at the red shadow escaping in front of him, said nothing, and turned around to leave.

A quarter of an hour later.

Li Yuan, Inner Courtyard, the two returned and saluted respectfully, "Young Master, the mission is completed."

On the machine chair, Li Ziye put down the Qinglian Sword Surrounding Technique in his hand and asked, "Xiao Si, how is Chi Ying's performance?"

"One-on-one, under normal circumstances, Chiying can't do anything to His Highness the Fourth Highness." Xiaosi answered truthfully.

"As expected."

Li Ziye said calmly, "Mu Bai is no weaker than the young monks, especially after practicing the World-Suppressing Art, with the dragon energy added to his body, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. The normal Chi Ying is at best the same as Mu Bai. "

The strength of soldiers lies in their strong physical strength and amazing battery life. These advantages cannot be reflected for half a quarter of an hour.

By tomorrow, the queen should know why he deliberately concealed something.

Under the overall situation, bloodshed is inevitable, and the same goes for the Changsun family.

He was already very merciful by killing only one person who had the means to die.

(Ps: Soon!)