Douluo: After transforming into a soul beast, I will roll inward to save my life

"Tian Dou Palace?" Nan Li heard her say this and couldn't help but said, "Together? The martial soul fusion skill can't be used?"

Dong Yun did not agree, "Don't get involved in the matter between me and her."

Midnight, midnight.

Dong Yun covered his face with a specially made mask, even his eyes were covered with a layer of gauze. The dark red hospital uniform during the day has been replaced by a black night uniform, and her whole body quietly blends into the night.

As soon as Dong Yun left, Nan Li's smile suddenly faded. She released her mental power to cover the entire attic, searching inch by inch, hoping to find something.

Half an hour later, the prince entered the palace.

"This way." Xue Qinghe held the tip of the sword with two fingers and moved it to his chest.

Under the mask, Dong Yun said expressionlessly: "If my hand shakes, your life will be gone."

"Will you disappoint me?" Xue Qinghe smiled.

Having said that, Xue Qinghe, or Qian Renxue, never left her fingers on the dagger for a moment.

Lyle, a healing soul master who had appeared in the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, was waiting aside. Next to her stood Ling Yuan, who looked unkind.

Lingyuan stared closely at the movements of the two of them, as if Dongyun dared to have any evil thoughts, she would kill him on the spot!

Blood overflowed from the blood groove on the sword and fell to the ground drop by drop.

Xue Qinghe frowned slightly and ordered: "Go to the nearby patrol route, get rid of them as soon as possible, and leave again tomorrow morning. Be careful and don't alert the leader of the guards first, otherwise you will not be able to escape."

"No need, I'll leave the city directly." The dagger stabbed the opponent's chest accurately, and Dong Yun retracted his hand, "Although Saras didn't cause any more trouble, he should have secretly sent a message to Wuhun City. Bibi Dong, you can handle it. ”

Xue Qinghe's eyes changed slightly, "Okay, I will go back."

Ink-colored wings flew over the eaves of the palace. The prince's palace was suddenly brightly lit. A group of maids shouted "There is an assassin". This deliberately created chaos gradually spread to the entire palace.

When Emperor Xue Ye heard that the prince had been assassinated, he went to Xue Qinghe's palace in person regardless of the depth of the night, without even bothering to put on his outer robe.

As soon as he entered the door, there was blood dripping all over the floor. The guards in the prince's palace, led by Ling Yuan, knelt on the ground in darkness.

Emperor Xue Ye's heart trembled.

Passing around the screen, you can see Xue Qinghe leaning on the bed with a pale face, and Lyle, a healing soul master and palace doctor, is treating his wounds.

The snow-white pajamas were stained with large blood stains.

"Qinghe!" After all, Xue Qinghe was his most proud son, but now that he was like this, Emperor Xueye was naturally heartbroken.

As soon as he took a step forward to check Xue Qinghe's injuries, Lingyuan immediately stepped forward and knelt in the middle, "This subordinate neglected his duty, please forgive me!"

Emperor Xueye was blocked by her and turned his attention to the guards, "As the prince's chief of guards and a Titled Douluo, how could you let the prince be so seriously injured!"

"The man's whereabouts were erratic. He suddenly appeared in His Highness's palace for some reason. My subordinates and subordinates failed to stop him!"

Couldn't stop it?

What level of cultivation can make even a titled Douluo unable to stop him? !

Lyle took care of the wound, released several healing soul skills in succession, and gently covered Xue Qinghe's body with a thin quilt.

"Your Majesty, the assassin's attack was ruthless. Your Highness the Crown Prince's injury was only an inch away from his heart. He needs to rest for a while..." Lyle looked respectful, and after explaining Xue Qinghe's situation clearly, he silently stepped aside.

"Father."

Xue Qinghe's voice was very weak, but as soon as he spoke, Emperor Xue Ye immediately turned his attention back to his son, "Qinghe, how do you feel?"

Xue Qinghe naturally said that he was fine, but whether it was his bloodless face or the fact that he had not changed his pajamas, he was undoubtedly reminding Emperor Xue Ye that he was seriously injured.

Xue Qinghe did not forget to maintain his open-minded, gentle and kind image, and begged Emperor Xue Ye not to punish the guards.

There is nothing wrong with a snowy night.

As a prince, Xue Xing does not live in the palace, so Prince Xue Beng and Princess Xue Ke came one after another.

"Brother!" Xueke rushed straight to Xue Qinghe's bed as soon as she entered the door. The strong smell of blood startled her, and she nervously asked about her brother's condition.

Xue Qinghe raised his hand with difficulty and gently rubbed Xue Ke's head, "Don't worry, brother is fine."

But with that large amount of blood right in front of him, how could Xue Ke believe that he was fine?

Xue Ke was only twelve or thirteen years old now. After saying a few words, he started to choke, and his eyes were covered with a layer of moisture.

Emperor Xueye stood beside him, and the fourth prince Xue Beng could only care a few words about his elder brother. However, when he saw the blood stains on the ground and the other man's clothes, he couldn't help but feel that it was all so ironic.

hypocritical.

It had been so long since he knew that the prince was assassinated, but the palace was still in a mess. Do so many people in the palace have no eyes or hands?

And this Xue Qinghe is still wearing this blood-stained pajamas. Doesn’t he even have time to change into clean clothes?

Who is it for?

"Brother Imperial, this palace is heavily guarded. There is also a guard at the level of a Titled Douluo. The security level is no less than that of my father's palace. How could he be stabbed in his own palace in the middle of the night? ?" Although these words are straightforward, they are consistent with his usual image of a playboy.

Xue Beng's words reminded Emperor Xue Ye that there was something wrong with this matter.

However, before Xue Ye could think about it, Xue Qinghe wiped her sister's tears and said, "Father, it's Ye Crow, Ye Crow is back."

"What, it's Night Crow again?!"

"Nightcrow shows up again?!"

Early the next morning, Prince Xue Xing entered the palace. When he heard Emperor Xue Ye said that the assassin was Night Crow, he really showed a panicked look.

A few years ago, a few years after Xue Qinghe was established as the crown prince, nobles and officials in Tiandou died one after another, but the murderer could not be found for a long time.

Whenever a murder occurs, a crow feather will be found at the scene, a crow feather that the person deliberately left behind. And because most murders occurred at night, the man was called "Night Crow".

I don't know his age or gender, because everyone who has seen him is dead.

Most of those who were assassinated that year were opposed to making Xue Qinghe the crown prince, but some also expressed support for Xue Qinghe. Although Prince Xue Xing suspected that "Night Crow" was a conspiracy deliberately created by Xue Qinghe, he could not find any evidence, but he did not expect that it would be him who was assassinated this time.

Night Crow hasn't appeared in more than two years, right?

They originally thought that Night Crow would not come again, but now another murder occurred, and this time it was the prince who was assassinated! Still within the Tiandou Imperial Palace!

I heard that the prince was stabbed in the chest by Ye Crow's sword, which was only an inch away from his heart. He almost died on the spot!