Death Princess

Days, dimly bright.

At the foot of the mountain, in the woods that had already been burned to a mess, a huge fire was raised unexpectedly, and the curling smoke covered the whole forest with a gloomy atmosphere, because in those fires, burning, Or in other words, what is burning in the eyes of everyone is a human corpse.

"Today's matter," said Ping Wang in a low voice, "in front of the father, how much should be said, how much should not be said, the four of you can decide for yourself. If you want to get rid of it, then seal your mouth; if you are impatient with life, then go and surrender obediently, and the left and right kings have no interest in helping you collect the corpses."

"Little..." was Peng San's hesitant voice.

"Ok?"

"Little ones...understand."

"Do you really understand?"

"Understood, little ones, thank Your Highness for not killing and for telling us!"

"Since that's the case, the princess slipped out of the palace..."

"The little ones followed quietly, and never lost Her Highness the Princess."

"When the young master of Jianzong was killed, the princess..."

"His Royal Highness has returned at that time and is resting in the palace, and she doesn't know about it!"

"It's so good, it's so..." The voice suddenly stopped, as if he heard some approaching footsteps.After a while, the voice changed and said, "Ah, Yi'er, why are you here? You were frightened just now, why don't you go and take a good rest?"

"Brother, I... that morning dew..." He Yi's voice was full of tears.

"The dead can't be brought back to life, Yi'er, my condolences." It seemed as if he was really mourning for the dead.

"But...he...he..." The crying became more serious, "These people...could it be because of me, could they come to kill..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could the death of the Young Sect Master Chao have something to do with Yi'er? Who in this world would have the guts to assassinate our Yi'er? No matter how handsome the Young Sect Master of the Sword Sect is, he is still a man of the world, and it is inevitable that he has something to do with here and there. Worry and resentment, Yi'er just suffered an innocent disaster."

"But……"

"Don't say 'but', the matter has come to this point, you and I are relatives of the emperor, and we can't change it. It's Yier, you ran away from home and made trouble," He Yupeng's tone suddenly became severe, "You can Do you know how worried you are for your brother? Do you know how angry your father would be if he found out?! He even slipped out without saying hello and without bringing any guards?! Going to a private meeting with a reckless man?! Involved in the assassination?! Don’t you think that this time the emperor allowed you to go with me on the mission, you can do whatever you want, and you will not be afraid of the sky? It’s okay that you have nothing to do this time. What should I do? What do you ask the father and the prince to do? Ah?!"

"Brother, I'm sobbing..." He Yi burst into tears.

"That's all. In the next few days, you should go back to the palace and stay there. After this matter, go back to Beijing with my brother, lest you slip out and cause trouble."

"Can……"

"But what's the matter!! Do you still think this time the trouble is not big enough?! In order to find you, this king has dispatched the entire Lingzhou Fengyuwei!!"

"I... I was wrong. Brother, don't you want to tell Father about this matter? If Father knows that I and... and Chao... and a wild... I..."

"Hey, I don't want to scold you as a brother, and I don't want to see you being punished by the emperor." He Yupeng's tone softened. Feng Yuwei, the rest will be dealt with for you as a brother, so you just pretend to have slipped out to play, and you have already returned to the palace at noon yesterday, so you don't know about it."

"Thank you...thank you brother woooooo...my brother is so kind to Yi'er..."

After He Yupeng sighed, he sent someone to take He Yi down to rest.

"Your Highness," is the guard who often follows He Yupeng, "the corpses and other people have been dealt with properly, only the young master of the Sword Sect remains..."

"Let's leave it here. The young master is missing. It won't be long before Jianzong will search here on his own. Let's just pretend that we don't know about it." With a wave of his sleeves, he stepped on the horse.

A team came to look for Princess Changping, but when they left, there were only He Yupeng, He Yi, Peng three and a few confidantes of King Ping left.The rest of the people, etc., all entered the fire that should not have burned any living things.

After a long time, when King Ping and the others completely left the woods, a silver light flashed across the whole woods, and the "Corpse Young Master Chao's corpse" that had been thrown on the spot actually jumped up, and it should have been silenced by King Ping and thrown into the forest. The people at the fire were all lying on the muddy ground after the rain.

"Smack, smack," Qin Hui patted the ashes off his body after removing the illusion, "this is good, I saved a group of useless insiders. I would have caught these few alive and given them to your family Your Highness, but now, hey, I have been tossed about by the surname Leng, and I have to spend my money to settle them in the end. Do you think it’s not a pity or a bad luck, little Jiabing?”

"First, the prince is not your Highness 'my family'; second, I don't call him 'little' Jia Bing; third, settling the troubled people is your way of doing things, let alone they are in trouble because of you. "A man in black appeared in front of Qin Hui upon hearing the sound.

"..." Qin Hui rolled his eyes at this guy who doesn't appreciate the art of complaining in his heart, "However, you cooperated really well with that Peng San just now, I didn't see it, little nameless, you two Bingtuo, is he quite talented as an actor?" Qin Hui didn't think it was a big deal and continued to give Wu You all sorts of strange names.

"...Master Qin, your illusion is so good," Wu You had already given up arguing, "No matter how capable Wu You is, he can't keep his head chopped off and thrown into the fire and still be alive and kicking."

"Why are you so modest? In today's world, modesty is not a good habit."

"If humility can appear in you, Mr. Qin, it will be a good habit."

"..."

As the saying goes, if you get along with the Chao brothers and sisters for a long time, even stones can become eloquent.

. . .

The body fell rapidly in the endless darkness, many familiar or unfamiliar voices rang in his ears one after another, but Leng Tong couldn't hear any of them clearly.She waved her limbs in the darkness in panic, but couldn't grab anything that could stop her falling.She didn't know what was going on, and she didn't know where she was.

It seemed...it seemed that he had just left that...that forest?

correct!forest!morning dew! !

Taking a deep breath, the fall stopped.

"Are you awake?" A voice seemed familiar.

Leng Tong struggled to open his eyes, the eyes hurt heavily.She moved her fingers, only to find that the fall in her dream made her entire palm wet with cold sweat.Here it is... She saw the roof of an ordinary wooden house, turned her head, and saw the woman whom she had met once - the owner of Xueming Valley.

"This is Xueming Valley. You fell on the road. Shuangxue and Bo Fan who were going to pick up Luer brought you here." Liu Yanxue's expression was light, as if she was stating something that couldn't be simpler. fact.But this fact is not simple for Leng Tong.

Luer, morning dew.

"Lu," regardless of the limp feeling on his body that has not yet faded, Leng Tong insisted on supporting the bed and sat up, "Chaolu, she..."

Liu Yanxue who heard her daughter's name from Leng Tong's mouth flickered uncontrollably, but did not answer.

"She..." Leng Tong grabbed Liu Yanxue's sleeve, her eyes were full of worry and fear, "Master Xuegu, Zhaolu..."

Perhaps it was touched by the sincerity in Leng Tong's eyes, Liu Yanxue, who was holding her breath and didn't want to reveal any news about her daughter to the other party, unexpectedly softened, she pursed her lips: "It's nothing, for now, nothing. "

Nothing, for the time being... nothing?Why temporarily?Why temporarily?Could it be related to the abnormality of Chaolu meridians seen at that time?Could it have something to do with the "out of control spiritual power" that Chao Lu said?Unfortunately, even though he was full of questions, Leng Tong couldn't ask them.Even if she asked, Liu Yanxue would no longer know how to answer, after all, the person who hurt Chao Lu was Leng Tong herself.

"...Sorry." Leng Tong lowered her gaze.

"You have been poisoned." Liu Yanxue didn't know whether she didn't hear it, didn't want to accept it, or didn't care about Leng Tong's apology, and changed the subject, "The two strings of ice crystals on your body, the ice crystals condensed by cold spiritual power, were poisoned by someone Poisoned. This poison is colorless, odorless and invisible. It invades the body through close contact. If there is no treatment, it will undoubtedly die within three days. From this point of view, no matter who poisoned you, no matter who poisoned you. Whatever, and whether you succeed or not, they plan to kill you."

Poison, the poison on the ice crystal, the poison under Jiang Tang.Regardless of whether the assassination was successful or not, he planned to take his own life.Leng Tong was not surprised by this, and she didn't want to care about it anymore.Right now, what she cares about is the word she heard for the second time—spiritual power.

"Spiritual power, what is spiritual power?"

"You have been in a coma for three days," Liu Yanxue once again skipped Leng Tong's question intentionally or unintentionally, "During these three days, the world has changed dramatically." Regardless of whether Leng Tong listened or not, Liu Yanxue forcibly instilled "Firstly, three days ago, Chao Lu, the young lord of the Sword Sect, was assassinated and died. The Sword Sect was in turmoil, and the final match of the martial arts conference could not proceed smoothly. In the end, King Ping came forward to preside over the overall situation. The young master of Lingshan Villa took advantage of the bargain and got the position of leader. The master of Jianzong personally presented secret techniques to the new leader, and then issued an order to expel guests."

"At the same time, the Sovereign Chao terminated all overt and secret transactions with Shadow Gate, wiped out all Shadow Gate's eyeliners in Jianzong, and sent a bunch of corpses, including the assassin, whose faces could not be discerned. , and threw it outside the store of Shadow Gate. The assassin’s death has been paid, but Jianzong and Shadow Gate have been at odds ever since.”

"These," staring carefully at Leng Tong's eyes, indistinctly, Liu Yanxue found some indescribable familiarity in those eyes, retracting her gaze and emotions, she continued, "These are your What you should know, what you should remember. As for the rest, what you have done and what you have seen, I hope you can rot them all in your stomach."

The death has been paid, Jianzong and Yingmen are at odds, but himself, Lengtong... is still alive.

Did Jianzong protect himself again?How can I be...

"That's all I can say, the rest..." Liu Yanxue stood up halfway through speaking, and after walking to a distance to do something, she brought a pair of knives and handed them to Leng Tong, "This knife, You brought it with you when you first broke into the first line of the sky. The pair of Yanling waist sabers that Luer gave you before were chopped into pieces, so you just make do with the old ones."

knife?Why give yourself a knife?

Leng Tong found that the woman's mind in front of her was harder to figure out than Zhao Lu's.Should it be said that like a mother, like a daughter?

"Go out, the poison has been cured, and the wounds on your hands have been healed. If you haven't recovered to [-]%, you are at least a little bit better. You should be able to withstand it." Liu Yanxue gestured halfway with her eyes. The door opened, "There is someone waiting for you outside. I have no intention of answering your many questions, but she may be willing."

Leng Tong was half-fooled like this, holding the knife with her bandaged hands, and stepped out of the door where she didn't know what was waiting for her outside.

The moment he stepped out of the threshold, it was the howling chill.

A swift sword pointed directly at the door, and Leng Tong's heart was raised in his throat.