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Chapter 143 This is courting death

Ling Luoyu understood instantly, and a charming light faded from his eyes.

"My grandfather and second uncle... took my place?"

"Well... the old man said, you are so angry that you will definitely not agree. Now you are injured again. If you know about this, there will definitely be trouble again, so I asked Grandpa Tao and I to move you to the old house to recuperate. He

Go with the second master to see the emperor! Before he left, the master said... If they haven't come back tomorrow morning, it means something happened... Let Grandpa Tao take us to Bianwei Mountain to find your grandpa..."

After Xiaoying finished speaking, he seemed to realize that he was in trouble.

"It's over, young master, I'm so anxious, why have I said it all... What should I do? If the old man knows, he will definitely beat me to death..."

——

The huge capital city was like a dead place at this time, without a sound.

The prince is mourning and the whole country is in mourning. Within three days, no business is allowed, no one is allowed to go out to meet friends, and no fire is allowed to cook. Anyone who disobeys the order will be whipped for thirty years. Repeat offenders will be killed without mercy.

On the empty street, Ling Luoyu was dressed in white and walked slowly as cold as ice.

From time to time, people peeking through the cracks in the shop doors.

They all wanted to know who was so bold as to go out when the prince was mourning.

Isn’t this seeking death?

"Boom boom boom..."

Three deafening blasts of cannons were heard, and a thin and dull sound of drums came from the direction of the imperial city.

It was noon, and the prince's coffin was carried out of the city and into the underground palace.

The North Gate is the only way out of the city.

Amidst the sound of kicking footsteps, the Imperial City Guards under martial law came one after another to clear the road.

The leader is none other than Xiao Yong.

He summoned his guards to guard every intersection closely, and if anyone made any loud noises, they would be killed without mercy.

Suddenly——

"team leader……"

Amidst the panicked shouts, a guard rushed from the front with an ugly expression.

"Captain, there is someone blocking the road ahead..."

Xiao Yong's face was grim: "Blocking the road?"

If you block the road at this time, isn't it like waiting for death?!

"The sword in your hand is vegetarian? Didn't I tell you a long time ago? Anyone who rebels and stands in the way... will be killed without mercy!"

The guard stuttered: "No...can't kill..."

"Why can't I kill him?"

"Because...that is Third Young Master Ling..."

Xiao Yong: "..."

How could Ling Luoyu appear here with a convulsion at this time?

Does she want to die?!

On the cold street, a man dressed in white stands across the road.

Xiao Yongce immediately stepped forward: "Ling Luoyu? What are you doing here?"

Ling Luoyu smiled sharply: "You guess!"

"What?"

Amid Xiao Yong's startled voice, Ling Luoyu suddenly rose up and took action with the soul blade. It was like entering an uninhabited land and charging out coldly.

——

Imperial City, West Gate.

Amidst the dull sound of drums, the prince's coffin was slowly carried out of the palace gate.

The civil and military officials who had been standing on both sides for a long time fell to their knees and cried.

If the prince has no heir, it is the rule that hundreds of officials send his spirit to him.

Feng Chenglin was about to kneel down, but because of the heavy weight and size, his butt hit Jiang Mu's head behind him.

"What are you doing!" In a low voice, Jiang Mu punched him on the butt.

Fatty Feng groaned, staggering and almost falling.

He lowered his voice unhappily: "Jiang Mu, I didn't do this on purpose!"

It's just a touch, it's not like you're sitting like a specimen, what are you chirping at?

While muttering, he knelt down and glanced around, fearing that he would knelt down too late and might attract someone's attention.

Suddenly...

He stood there in a half-crouched position, looking at the prince's coffin without blinking. Instead of kneeling down, he slowly stood up.

"That...that's..."
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