The Tyrant's Cannon Fodder Queen[Transmigration Book]

It's dead, right?Otherwise, you won't faint with your eyes open.

Xue Yao turned his head stiffly and looked at the cruel killer.

Lu Qian knelt down on one knee, touched the carotid artery, and was also taken aback. He didn't expect the boy's hidden weapon to be fatal, which made him even more sure that the identities of the three were wrong.

"Did you die?" Xue Yao held on to the last glimmer of hope.

"Yeah." Lu Qian stood up, grabbed his little companion by the wrist, quickly walked upstairs and out of the secret room, and closed the wall according to the boy's previous method.

There was a dead silence in the secret room, and the two boys were still in a coma.

The Xuanjing on the Bogu shelf is still lying quietly in the center of the grid.

A few steps away, the man had a silver needle between his eyebrows, staring at the pitch-black roof.

"Can we escape?" Xue Yao still couldn't accept the sudden change: "Didn't it say that there were more than 40 people ambushing us?"

"Those people are lying in ambush in the yard where they came. There are many passages in this house, and there may be other yards to go out." Lu Qian looked for the direction of no one through the surrounding airflow, and quickly walked into a room with Xue Yao in hand. In the room at the end of the passage, I found a window leading to nowhere.

Being sure that there was no one outside the window, Lu Qian asked Xue Yao to turn out the window first, and then jumped out by himself.

It was not the first time for the two to escape, and the guards of this sect were obviously much less than those in the barracks, so the escape was unexpectedly smooth.

But the two didn't relax their vigilance, and they didn't stop until the sky was slightly opened.

Xue Yao supported the big tree with one hand and sat on the ground, waiting for his breath to calm down.

Under the leaden sky, everything is silent, only my breathing and heartbeat can be heard.

After a long time, the breathing subsided, but the heartbeat became heavier and heavier. A feeling of dread made Xue Yao's scalp tingle.

"Your Highness, why did you kill the leader? He just... wants to exchange the Juggernaut's mind with you." Although this evil sect has committed many crimes and deserves death, if they kill their leader just like this, it will be a big deal.

"It's not the gang leader." Lu Qian said, "The two servants are not the ones serving in the back room."

"What do you mean?" Xue Yao asked.

Lu Qian told his little companion about the fact that the boy could not tell the ingredients of the incense in the house.

"Just because of this?" Xue Yao looked astonished: "Your Highness, it's just a small sect, and the attendants can't be as thoughtful as the maids and eunuchs. They may buy fake spices, and it's not impossible to be short of ingredients. How do you Can it be concluded that there is a problem with their identity?"

"There was a smell of burnt spice residue in that room." Lu Qian said.

It’s true that Jiubuxiang is used in the house. This kind of spice needs to be frequently added with fresh ingredients, and it’s impossible for the attendant not to know.

Xue Yao's head was swollen, and he couldn't accept the fact that Lu Qian killed the man for a while: "It was too sudden, even if their identities are questionable, we have to see what they want us to do first, and don't do it so suddenly next time. This kind of thing should be handled by the government.”

"The hidden weapon belongs to the little attendant, who just attacked the Lord sneakily." Lu Qian said.

"They want to kill you?" Xue Yao asked, "Why? The gang leader just negotiated a deal with me just now, and wanted to exchange the Tai Chi mentality of the Juggernaut from you, and also exchanged it with the top-secret mentality of their sect. This is a fair deal. He didn't have to kill us."

"He is not the leader of the gang, and those two servants are not the servants of the leader of the gang. They were found out by the master and planned to silence him."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to get rid of the forty killers, and not a single person was ambushed in the secret room." Lu Qian came to the conclusion firmly: "The three of them have ghosts in their hearts, and they dare not deploy people from our faction. Because they left behind for themselves."

Xue Yao still couldn't figure it out: "Then who are they? What do they want to do to us?"

"do not know."

After a moment of silence, Xue Yao analyzed: "If he wasn't the leader of the sect, then the Xuanye faction probably wouldn't seek revenge on us for him."

"uncertain."

"Why? Since they are also afraid of the guards of the Xuanye sect, they must not be members of the sect."

"The hidden weapons and techniques of those two little guards are the same as those of the black-robed man." Lu Qian thought that although the three men were suspicious, they were indeed members of the Xuanye faction, but they were not the leader.

"Anyway..." Xue Yao looked at Lu Qian and murmured to comfort himself: "It was they who illegally detained us first, and they also attacked us with hidden weapons first. We are acting in self-defense."

Lu Qian turned around and looked down at his little companion, reading: "Justifiable self-defense?"

"It means to fight back legally." Xue Yao didn't know whether he was comforting Lu Qian or himself.

Lu Qian didn't need to be appeased. He didn't kill the killer who was ambush by that sect before, just because he wasn't fully sure that he could protect his little companion Du Zhouquan, otherwise he would have "illegally counterattacked" long ago.

After all, Xue Yao couldn't fully experience the world with Lu Qian's thinking.

For Lu Qian, the people who need protection in this world are divided into his companions, father, mother, concubine, elder brother, etc. in his world, and the law-abiding ordinary people of Daqi outside his world.

Everything else is unstable.

Only people in Lu Qian's world can touch his insensitive emotional perception, and the unstable factors that threaten his world are all first-level wanted criminals and must be eradicated as much as possible.

Because of the flaws in emotional cognition, Lu Qian will not be sentimental because of the execution of criminals, just like a tiger will not feel sad because of a wild deer under its sharp claws.

"If he wasn't the gang leader, the Xuanye faction wouldn't seek revenge on us, right?" Xue Yao asked.

Lu Qian: "I don't know."

Xue Yao: "..."

There is no way, his husky version of Long Aotian is so real, there is no such thing as an exhaustive strategy to win a thousand miles or something.

Xue Yao stood up: "Then let's flee back to the palace first."

"My lord will send you back to the palace."

"What about Your Highness?" Xue Yao asked in surprise.

"Your Highness is going to Jiangnan." Lu Qian was very calm.

"They may have mobilized gangs from all over the world to arrest you!" Xue Yao said anxiously: "At this time, His Highness will not return to the palace obediently, are you afraid of being arrested again?"

"Yaoyao is not here, they can't catch up with the master."

A moment of silence.

The panic and entanglement in Xue Yao's heart all subsided, and the rebellious cub was able to convert all his emotions into...anger!

"So I'm dragging His Highness back?" Xue Yao asked Lu Qian with a look of "it's over if you don't coax me".

Lu Qian didn't deny it recklessly: "Go back to the palace first."

Xue Yao took a deep breath, took a step back and leaned against the tree, folded his arms, and let Lu Qian feel the seriousness of the problem with his expression, and then confirmed again: "That's right? This is the trouble I caused Your Highness."

Lu Qian sensed that something was wrong, and the little companion seemed to be angry, but he was not sure why he was angry.

The two stared at each other.

A moment of silence.

Lu Qian tentatively replied: "I forgive you for your innocence."

Xue Yao froze on the spot with his arms crossed, and the black cloud above his head cast a thunderbolt.

"A long time ago, the Emperor of Heaven had ten sons..." The inexplicable sixth sense of danger made Lu Qian suddenly and seriously start telling the story of Hou Yi shooting the sun.

"So what if there are more sons?" Xue Yao interrupted Lu Qian's storytelling, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not so heartless when you grow up."

Lu Qian's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his shallow pupils were obviously trying to explore the reason for his companion's anger.

"Yes." His Highness nodded, and echoed with the deep expression of seeing through the world like Yaoyao: "I don't like my son either."

The brain circuit is separated by a natural moat.

Xue Yao raised his head and took a deep breath towards the sky in despair.

Lu Qian raised his eyebrows and suggested solemnly: "My daughter is fine too."

"I will never raise a child again! When the child grows up, I will become redundant. Is it interesting?" Xue Yao snarled and retorted: "I don't want anything, son, daughter, neither."

His Highness shrank his head in fright from the roaring companion, lowered his head in aggrieved voice and murmured: "Okay, then we don't want a child."

Xue Yao stared at Lu Qian silently with anger that had nowhere to vent.

"Go back to the palace."

Two hours ago, a boy in the secret room woke up first, rubbed the numb back of his neck, and he became fully awake after a while.

He shook the other boy awake first.

The two walked into the house together, and looked down at the master who died on the ground.

"What should I do? Those two people have already run away."

"Take the master out of here first."

The two picked up the dead body on the ground one by one, and were about to carry it out of the house when the boy who was walking behind stopped, looking lingeringly at the treasure chest and secret manuals on the shelf.

The two boys glanced at each other, put down the corpse at the same time, quickly opened the treasure chest with their hands and feet, put all the treasures that could be taken away into their pockets, and stuffed the secret book into their arms, then lifted the corpse again and walked out.

When the dark wall of the secret room was slowly opened, the two boys who were carrying the corpse looked at each other in astonishment with the whole room outside the wall.

"This is..." A gang shadow killer stepped forward, looking at the entrance of the secret room in astonishment.

No one knew that there was such a secret room entrance in the lord's room.

"Who let you in?" The boy stabilized his trembling voice.

"There has been no movement in the house for more than an hour. We sent people into the house to inquire, but we couldn't find anyone." The killer replied respectfully, and then stared at the corpse carried by the boy in astonishment.

"What's wrong with Elder Liu?" A helper behind him stepped forward and found that the elder who was being carried by the boy had died. He was shocked and said, "Who did this?"

The two boys looked at each other and said decisively: "It was the disciples of the Juggernaut who did it. They attacked the leader secretly, and the master blocked the hidden weapon in order to protect the leader."

Everyone was stunned.

"Where is the leader now?!"

"Abducted by them."

"How could they escape here? You didn't activate the mechanism?"

"The disciple of the Juggernaut shot too fast, and I was knocked out just as I was about to make a move."

"Go and inform the deputy gang leader first!"

"Go ask Miss Azhu to come here!"

At three o'clock, Xue Yao rode the post horse and followed Lu Qian to the outskirts of the capital.

As usual, Lu Qian came to a familiar restaurant and ordered a "two days away" amount of milk and a table of home-cooked dishes.

Xue Yao sat and watched him eat: "Let's go back to the palace after eating."

Lu Qian lowered his head and nodded: "Send you back to the palace."

Xue Yao stretched his neck and approached Lu Qian, and whispered solemnly: "Come back with me, Your Highness, you killed the leader of the Xuanye faction, the Xuanye faction, a well-known underworld sect, this is no small matter, they all like to play tricks , Jiangnan also has strongholds of the Xuanye faction, and they will besiege you."

"They can't do anything about it." Lu Qian handed a pot of milk to Xue Yao.

Xue Yao stared desperately at Lu Qian who was used to being immersed in his own world, "You drink, I have no appetite."

Lu Qian looked up at his little companion in doubt, raised his hand and tapped his lips with his index finger, reminding Xue Yao that his lips were so dry that they were peeling off.

Xue Yao licked his dry lips, not because of thirst, but because of the fear of the night.

He has lost his appetite and doesn't even feel thirsty.

"Take a sip." Lu Qian ordered.

"I'll drink it when you come back to the palace with me." Xue Yao's eyes were almost pleading.

"You drink." Lu Qian didn't talk about conditions.

"No." Xue Yao understood that this guy said this, but there was no need to discuss it, so he pushed the kettle back to Lu Qian in despair.

The two stared at each other.

"Take a sip?" Lu Qian said in a discussing tone.

Xue Yao didn't speak.

Lu Qian lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head, with a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly imitated Xue Yao, twisting his body.

But the movements are not as natural as Xue Yao's, and there is a kind of stiff and cute feeling.

His Highness made himself laugh, and squinted his peach blossom eyes and acted like a baby to Xue Yao: "Take a sip."

Xue Yao was caught off guard by being teased, and lost to this little bastard, his face didn't tense.

Seeing him smiling, Lu Qian was even happier. He squinted his eyes and asked, "Do you like it? Lord is cute."

Xue Yao smiled and suddenly felt sour. He pursed his lips and looked at Lu Qian. After a long time, he nodded and said, "I have always, always, liked you."

Lu Qian got excited and pushed the two pots of milk in front of Xue Yao.

Xue Yao shook his head: "Milk doesn't quench my thirst. I want to drink sour plum juice. Is there any here?"

Lu Qian was inexplicably excited because of the phrase "I have always liked you", and immediately got up when he heard this, and went to find the proprietress, asking for sour plum juice.

There was no plum juice for sale in the store, and the proprietress was so entangled that she led Lu Qian to the kitchen to grind a glass of pear juice.

Lu Qian ran back with pear juice and found that the table was empty.

The little companion who "always liked me" just now is gone.