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Chapter 121 Chen Xiaoer: So it was my grandfather who stabbed me in the back?
"... "

Xiaofutu and Situ Qingqing's pupils shrank slightly.

Although he was angry in his heart, he couldn't say anything in the end.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

... Chen Xiaoer looked at the two of them and said:

"Tell me, your plan this time is detailed."

The embroidered censor at the side has already taken out a small notebook and is keeping records.

After Xiaofutu took a deep breath, he said:

"...We have indeed received news that 'Chen Du' has entered the capital."

Hearing Xiaofutu's words, Chen Xiaoer narrowed his eyes.

... How is this possible? Could it be that the woman Li Qilin left something behind?
"…continue!"

Mo Wuya on the side also became serious.

…Originally they all thought that the news about 'Chen Du' was only fabricated by the six major intelligence organizations and King Jin.

But what they didn't expect was that it actually happened.

"...It is not accurate to say that it is the exact news." Xiao Futu pondered for a while, and said:
"Three days ago, the 'ears' under the door reported,"

"...In Qingzhou, Donglai County, Yangcheng, in a private room of Tianpeng Restaurant, I overheard an old man talking to someone. He said that his grandson, Chen Du, had entered the capital."

"Afterwards, Er wanted to track further, but found that the private room next door was empty."

"...The matter is related to 'Chen Du', 'Ear' dare not neglect, and report it as soon as possible."

Having said that, Xiao Futu exhaled and said:

"...At first we weren't sure, but the old man and the guest disappeared so strangely."

"We're not sure if anyone did it on purpose."

"Secondly, at this time, the king of Jin came to news that our six major intelligence organizations should use 'Chen Du' as a bait to introduce people from Jianghu to the capital."

Hearing this, Mo Wuya said coldly: "So, you agree?"

Xiao Futu glanced at Mo Wuya, and said:
"At first we refused, but King Jin gave too much."

"The most important thing is that King Jin brought the news that the concubine may no longer have the power to suppress the world."

"So we agreed!"

Xiao Futu finished speaking, but the small courtyard fell into a dead silence.

……hiss!This amount of information is too big!
A few short words fell like a meteorite in the lake of Chen Xiaoer's heart, stirring up boundless waves.

1. Who is that old man?
2. King Jin said that the concubine did not have the terror to suppress the world.

first first,
According to Xiaofutu,
...The old man was talking with someone next to the 'ear', and was overheard the news of 'Chen Du'.

But is it possible?
How high can an 'ear' be cultivated?How can a person who disappears in the blink of an eye be able to eavesdrop?

...Then, the old man purposely told this news to his 'ears'.

For this, Chen Xiaoer has two guesses:
[-]. The old man was arranged by King Jin...

...so the King of Jin immediately asked the six major intelligence organizations to announce the news of 'Chen Du'.

[-]. That old man is Chen Pingan!

……hiss!No, this is impossible, the old man is just an ordinary person, absolutely impossible!

Chen Xiaoer was taken aback by his own thought.

But if the old man wasn't arranged by the King of Jin, who else would be free to spread such rumors?

There is also a little coincidence, that is, the old man said it was his grandson 'Chen Du'.

If it's Chen Ping'an... hiss!It's right, it's all right.

For a moment, Chen Xiaoer's heart beat wildly!

Thinking hard!
If it is really Chen Pingan.

... Doesn't that mean that the old guy knows everything about me and Li Qilin?
So, it was my grandpa who stabbed me in the back?

Taking a breath from the bottom of his heart, Chen Xiaoer decided to temporarily suppress this thoughtful thought.

"The most important thing right now is the affairs of King Jin." Chen Xiaoer's heart suddenly turned cold.

"...Assuming what King Jin said is true, the concubine really has no means to suppress the world."

"Then, Jiang Hu and King Jin invaded the capital at the same time, so it makes sense, why did they dare?"

"... Hiss!" Chen Xiaoer couldn't help but gasped.

at the same time.

In the imperial palace, in the imperial concubine's bedroom.

"...How did King Jin know?" Zhou Xiaoyu frowned, his breath getting stronger.

Above, Nan Ke is holding the small tower in his hand,
His eyes narrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.After a while, she waved away the ancient mirror and said:
"Xiao Yu, I'm afraid you have to leave early."

"...The action of King Jin this time makes me suspect that someone in that place is targeting me."

"You went to help me for a while."

Hearing the concubine's words, Zhou Xiaoyu nodded without hesitation and said, "I have entered the eighth rank of martial arts."

"It will definitely break through the ninth rank within a month."

"It's perfectly fine to move now."

Nan Ke took a deep breath, stood up and came to Zhou Xiaoyu, patted her shoulder lightly, and said:
"Remember our plan and work hard to climb up!"

"……Yes!"

a quarter of an hour later,
In the lowest palace under the palace tower.

In a floating magic circle, all kinds of strange stones are scattered.

Some parts of these stones actually exposed some blue jade.

"...Are these the spirit stones?" Zhou Xiaoyu stood behind Nan Ke and muttered to himself.

Nan Ke nodded and said:
"Yes, these are spirit stones."

"...These spirit stones will activate the teleportation array and send you to that place! Go in."

Without hesitation, Zhou Xiaoyu nodded and walked in.

"Xiao Yu, the road ahead will depend on you, remember my words, the goal is to stay alive."

"Fight for everything, strive to climb up!"

In the teleportation array, Zhou Xiaoyu nodded heavily and said:
"……Yes!"

"Buzz buzz!" The space began to vibrate with high frequency, and the gaps in the spirit stones around the teleportation array were selected wide.

Streams of blue spiritual power formed a blue vortex.

The mysterious runes under Zhou Xiaoyu's feet erupted with bright light, enveloping Zhou Xiaoyu.

a moment later,

Everything is at peace.

Zhou Xiaoyu also disappeared.

In the empty hall, the magic circle seemed to have fallen into silence.

Only the blue rune veins on it flickered.

Nan Ke stood in the hall with his hands behind his back,

Eyes closed tightly, I don't know what to think,
A pretty face was at this moment, as cold as frost, and the palm behind her back was slightly clenched.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", and the small tower that she was playing with all the time collapsed instantly.

A pair of parts, scattered all over the place.

...After a while, Nan Ke took a breath, opened his eyes, turned around and strode away.

...

Department of Education.

Mo Wuya took Xiaofutu and left with Situ Qingqing.

Chen Xiaoer went back to No. [-] Courtyard alone.

"...Solved?" On the third floor of the small building, Chu Liuxiang lay on the railing and said drunkenly.

Tsk!How much this woman loves to drink!If this is in a bar, it will definitely be a support.

"You're drunk again." Chen Xiaoer asked.

"...Hi." A belch, Chu Liuxiang grinned, raised a finger, and said:
"If you have wine today and get drunk today, don't you hurry up... hiccup..."

"...Happy?" As he said that, he "hummed" and laughed.

Under the moon, the woman's fair cheeks were slightly red.

One turned over, lay on his back on the railing, picked up the flagon and poured another burst, and sang loudly:

"...The wine glass is thick, and a gourd of spring intoxicates my heart, and a gourd of wine is heavy with flowers."

"Follow me to Xi Tong, and the gourd will be prosperous."

"...Who is it? A green mountain to send you off. Fairy Chengfeng, fairy Chengfeng. Heh, heh, hahaha..."

Listening to this song whose style is very different from poetry,
Chen Xiaoer couldn't help nodding slightly,
He seemed to see a handsome man who was drinking and admiring the scenery.

A person walking briskly is like a fairy walking against the wind, floating like a fairy, extremely free and easy.

...The composer should not be Chu Liuxiang,

It must be a certain Confucianism School Confucianism Cultivator, or a certain master.After all, the time in the song is not right.

Listening to the little song sung by Chu Liuxiang, Chen Xiaoer stepped into the first floor of the small building,
Come to the recliner and lie down quietly.

(End of this chapter)