Wulong Inn

Seeing that the other party finally came over as he wished, Emperor Dexing couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief while being nervous, and sat down on the head. Emperor Dexing didn't know whether it was because of excitement or fear, his hand holding the wine glass couldn't help shaking.

Turning a blind eye to Emperor Dexing's gaffe, Zhang Boxing's heart turned secretly. A series of encounters along the way tonight made him feel something was wrong. No big mistake either.Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Zhang Boxing strode up to the head of Emperor Dexing, and sat down after some excuses.

The wine table is set on the west side of the house, behind Zhang Boxing, facing the heavy curtain, in the quiet room, the unknown incense lingers in the nose, the statue of Lao Tzu offering offerings, and the fainted servant create a strange atmosphere As he continued to rise in the room, Zhang Boxing's expression remained unchanged, but he still unconsciously began to secretly guard...

In Qingxin Palace, Ji Chengping pushed the medicine cup in his hand aside with some annoyance, and said, "How is it?" Although his tone was casual, the condensation in his eyes still revealed the deepest feeling in his heart at this moment.

"No news yet." After retreating the medicine cup to Ji Chengping's side, Manager Zhuo comforted him respectfully: "Your Highness, don't be impatient."

"It's time to do the math." Looking at the pitch-black sky outside the window, Ji Chengping whispered.

Seeing Ji Chengping's absent-minded appearance, Director Zhuo's face flashed with worry, and he couldn't help saying: "Your Highness..."

He interrupted Manager Zhuo who was about to speak with a wave of his hand, and Ji Chengping said flatly, "Stop talking, I know what I'm doing." As he spoke, his eyes began to become firm, and the corners of his indifferent lips showed a bit of coldness .

Director Zhuo didn't try to persuade him any more when he saw this, because today's matter is on the verge of death, and his master has already figured it out, so that would be the best.

Ji Chengping was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "It's time, you go!"

Manager Zhuo heard the words, and hurriedly followed Ji Chengping's gaze to look out the window, only to see that the originally pitch-black sky burst into flames, and after a while, the seemingly invisible shouts completely pierced the original calm night.

Glancing at Ji Chengping who was staring out of the window with clenched fists, Director Zhuo sighed secretly, then leaned out of the window quickly, and soon, silently blended into the twilight.

"The assassin is nearby, find me quickly!" Standing in the crowd, the voice of the octogenarian old man was like a bell. He was wearing armor, holding a long sword, his eyes were wide open, and his tough body could not be seen. In his old state, the guards of the imperial city all around took pictures of his power, and consciously obeyed his orders to search for him.

Seeing that the originally chaotic officers and soldiers around him began to become orderly, the old man nodded in satisfaction, and wiped away the blood on the tip of the long sword with his hands. Looking at the few traces of blood left on his fingertips, the old man thought of something, and a flash of light flashed across his face. A little annoyed.

"How is it! Did you find it!" Before the old man came back to his senses, a panicked male voice suddenly intervened, and the Emperor Virtue stumbled to the side of the old man.

When the old man saw this, a trace of impatience quickly flashed across his face, but he quickly comforted him with a respectful voice: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the thief has already been stabbed by the old man, and he probably won't escape too far. Please allow your majesty to accept me." Search in the imperial city."

"Okay! Okay! I agree, let's go!" Emperor Dexing said in a hurry when he heard the words. Yuan Ge said that he agreed, and there was no further delay. He left a few soldiers for Emperor Dexing, and then led the assembly again. The other soldiers left quickly.

Looking at Yuan Ge who was gone, Emperor Dexing breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and wanted to return to the house, but seeing the already messy inner room, Emperor Dexing couldn't help but pause, and was respectfully offered up in the house The statue in the middle has been pushed down, the hanging statue of the sage was split in half by lazy waist, the small wine table was broken into several petals, the residual wine on the table was scattered all over the floor, the strong aroma of wine and the room The smell of incense mixed together, forming a pungent smell.

However, Emperor Dexing didn't pay attention to these things, he only saw his gaze hastily swept other places in the room, and then quickly focused on the heavy curtain hanging on the wall.At this time, the curtain had been cut wide open, revealing the narrow space inside that could only accommodate one person sitting cross-legged.

Staring at the broken curtain, Emperor Dexing couldn't help recalling the thrilling scene just now. For a while, he couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat. After a while, the sight of Emperor Dexing, who had recovered from his strength, finally fell into the room. on other things.

Seeing the pushed statue and the hanging portrait of Lao Tzu turned into two halves, Emperor Dexing's complexion changed drastically, and he strode into the house regardless of the few traces of fear in his heart.

Picking up the hanging portrait that fell on the ground, Emperor Dexing's eyes flashed a few traces of anger, and this anger unexpectedly gave birth to a bit of courage. Seeing Emperor Dexing holding the hanging portrait, he carefully spliced ​​it together , while ruthlessly said: "Rebellious, rebellious ministers and thieves, as expected, their hearts can be punished!"

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