Chapter 38 Night visit to the King's Mansion

Author: Night Rain Lights

Chapter 38 Night visit to the King's Mansion

Suddenly a gust of wind blew open the window and wrapped in a cloud of misty rain.

Under the swaying lights, Chen Zhuo's cold face was reflected.

Seeing that he did not respond immediately, but was thinking carefully, the woman walked to the window, "There are many people in the world who are thinking about the treasures of the previous dynasty openly and secretly. Maybe it won't take long to lose the Qing Dynasty. The world is in chaos and the heroes are in power. Those treasures are enough to break the ground and be named kings. Sometimes even I can't help but be moved, so..."

It rained so heavily outside the window.

The woman looked at the rainy night with sporadic lights outside, "Every step by step, you have to think about it. It's still time to look back now, so I'll just pretend that nothing is there..."

"Okay!"

Chen Zhuo scolded coldly, his eyelids rolled, and he was impatient to hear.

"It's all nonsense... Let me tell you, since she gave me her body, she is my woman, no one can bully her in heaven and earth, I have to protect her even if I die, and it's not your turn to point fingers. Besides, I'm not sure about your identity, so there's no need to say too much. As for the position of the Great Guardian, you don't have to provoke me, I'll take it!"

He said it very well.

Chen Zhuo finished speaking in one breath and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, "I promised your conditions, I have one."

The woman met Chen Zhuo's gaze, "You said!"

Chen Zhuo's eyes were burning: "My master Wang Wu and his master Cheng Tinghua, if they encounter a dangerous situation of life and death, the White Lotus Sect need to save him and sacrifice his life to save him!"

The woman pursed her lips and smiled, "What do you think are two?"

Chen Zhuo's eyes immediately became gloomy, "No?"

The woman pretended to be serious and thought, "I think the great protector can give orders by himself."

Chen Zhuo took a deep breath, "What should I do?"

The woman whispered: "No hurry. You need to set up an incense hall to enter the church, worship the old mother without birth, and you also need to entrust your name to gain recognition from the church. Since you are going to kill the Iron Hat King, use his head."

Chen Zhuo's eyelids trembled, "When?"

The woman glanced at him, "Now?"

Chen Zhuo sneered, "Okay! I will bring Feng Jianqing's head back to you!"

After saying that, he flew over, twisted his waist and picked up the hat. The man was already climbing out of the window like a swimming fish, and his body was flowing. He climbed up to the roof, kicked and leaped, and rushed into the depths of the rain curtain.

The woman looked dazed and seemed to remember something, and said slowly, "You guys should follow me too. This boy is really going to be broken. That girl must fight with me... If you can fight, fight, and if you don't fight, take him back."

"yes!"

Several figures flashed outside the door and disappeared soon after.

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Prince Yi's palace has changed its lord three times, and Prince Yi is the fourth generation owner of this mansion and the largest royal palace in the entire capital. It is second only to the imperial palace and has experienced nearly two hundred years of vicissitudes.

In this way, we need to talk about Prince Yi.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just one sentence, this person pushed the Queen Mother Cixi to the throne of "ruling the government from behind the curtain".

Since then, he has reached the sky and has become the thirteenth Iron Hat King of the Qing Dynasty, and has been hereditary.

It is rumored that this person was originally a prince who was wandering among the people. Later, he was found and trained by the elders of the Qing Dynasty. He was not only proficient in the words of Manchu, Mongolian and Han dynasties, but also good at poetry and prose and riding and shooting. He was also proficient in internal martial arts and liked to make friends in the martial arts world, masters of the martial arts, good at dancing, skilled in scheming, and extremely cunning.

Unlike those new parties who supported the reform, this person was a conservative, or was only loyal to the Queen Mother Cixi.

Over the years, his subordinates have trained and recruited many dead soldiers, either as big bandits or as death row prisoners, and have their names and names, secretly doing things for the court, and doing shameful things. This is the right-hand man of the Queen Mother of the Cialis.

If the capital is a big river, then the Prince Yi’s mansion is a real dragon and tiger den.

Once upon a time, many people wanted to assassinate this beast, but whenever they went in, there was no way to go, there was no way to see people alive, and no way to see corpses when they died.

Suddenly, on the corner of the eaves, a figure suddenly appeared on the sky like a flying monkey, jumping out of the hazy rain curtain, with agile body movements, but as soon as it fell, she sat quietly in the rain like a monkey, without any movement.

Under the lowered hat, a pair of narrow sword eyes gently swept across the huge palace, as quiet as a stone beast carved on the roof.

He seemed to be waiting for something.

Not long after, I suddenly heard the sound of gongs coming from a corner of the palace.

"It's gone!"

Listen to the servants' shouts.

Lights lit up one after another in the palace.

Many servants and maids rushed towards the direction of the gong with wooden basins.

With his eyes moving, Chen Zhuo had already seen a familiar figure in a half-closed window.

"Feng Jianqing?"

The next second, the roof disappeared.

"What's wrong outside?"

Feng Jianqing's eyes were cold and his face was gloomy.

The attendant guarding the gate replied: "It's gone!"

Feng Jianqing immediately stopped asking, but he could no longer fall asleep. To be precise, he had not slept soundly during this period.

Since betraying the White Lotus Sect, he has lived a life worse than a dog from a fray. He is frightened and has to be wary of anyone who sees him, day and night, for fear that a hidden knife will be stabbed behind him, and he will be crazy.

People with extremely high status in the sect like him certainly know more about the horrors of the White Lotus Sect than others.

Just like the shadows in the sun, everywhere.

The peddlers and pawns on the street refused to pay literati, and even officials from the court, all the various abilities and all the eyes and eyes of the White Lotus Sect, laying one secret after another, and they were all in the sky.

But regret is useless. Besides, he will not regret it either. If he gets the king and the enemy fail, he will not regret it. If he gets the treasure, he will not let the White Lotus Sect go. It is just a choice for each of them.

Feng Jianqing slowly closed his eyes and wanted to take a rest.

Just the next second, the doors and windows suddenly opened, the wind and rain poured in, and the lights went out instantly.

Feng Jianqing suddenly opened his eyes and was about to speak, but his face suddenly changed. In the dark rainy night, the attendant guarding the gate had lost his head at some point, his neck was empty, and a hot blood was brought in along the wind and rain.

Looking at the headless body falling to the ground, his pupils shrank rapidly, because there was a terrifying sword light flying in with the wind and rain. It was swinging and turning rapidly, and the blink of an eye was already in front of him.

Feng Jianqing subconsciously raised his hand and shook his whip. The long whip was like a python, biting at the sword light.

Unexpectedly, the sword light in front of me was split into two, and as it flew, the speed became faster and it was approaching.

Feng Jianqing was shocked, but it was an old world after all. He retreated suddenly, and in a blink of an eye, he was already leaning against the wall like a gecko.

At the moment of great force, a pair of big hands flew into the room. Taking advantage of his surprise, he grabbed his five fingers and grabbed the knife in his hand.

In the wind and rain, the two of them looked at each other, and were so close.

"It's you!"

Feng Jianqing was shocked and recognized the master of these eyes in a moment. He wanted to roar this sentence, but at this moment he could only swallow his breath, and even the words he said to his mouth were swallowed back into his stomach. The layers of knife lights in front of him turned sharply.

A quick knife, a knife that is so fast that it is forgot about life and death.

Feng Jianqing swallowed his breath and almost burst into blood in his eyes. He did not expect that in the past six months, this guy could reach such a level of skill. No matter the timing of the attack or the sword technique, it was so cruel that it was creepy.

With a long whip, Feng Jianqing had no choice but to retreat. The shadow of the whip broke through the air and whipped, shattering the wind and rain that rushed in.

However, the expression in his eyes was dripping quickly, and the long whip in his hand was broken into several sections at some point.

Without that monkey, his strength has indeed been greatly reduced.

"I should have killed you!"

This is what he said in his heart, but unfortunately he can no longer speak.

The sword light suddenly disappeared, the figure flew away, and when I looked again, there was only a headless body left in the house.
Chapter completed!