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Chapter 208 [Chen Pingping and Wildflowers]

The sudden sound made the old eunuch startled, and he quickly bowed and replied:

"Return to Your Majesty, General Fan seems to have not woken up yet, and hasn't left the mansion yet?"

"what!"

Emperor Qing suddenly turned around and looked directly at the old eunuch Hou Gonggong:

"Why didn't you say this news earlier?"

The old eunuch trembled and lowered his head, not daring to make any excuses.

Because excuses often mean death.

This is the reason why accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger.

"Fan Zui was definitely not in the Fan residence last night."

Emperor Qing frowned slightly, and said to himself.

"Your Majesty, no one saw General Fan leave last night."

The old eunuch Hou Eunuch said in a low voice.

Emperor Qing glanced at him and said: "With Fan Zui's ten years of practicing martial arts, he has worked hard every day, and today is bound to be no exception.

It's this hour, and if it hasn't appeared yet, it must be that the person is not in the Fan residence.

But, if he wasn't in Fan Manor, where would he be? "

Emperor Qing seemed to be talking to the old lady about monitoring, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

Suddenly, a look of surprise flashed across his face that hadn't changed for thousands of years.

"That kid, didn't he sneak back to Zuixianju quietly last night, right?

Did he discover something? "

The old eunuch plucked up his courage again, and said, "Your Majesty, this ambush on Niulan Street is extremely dangerous.

There are more than [-] strong military crossbows, and more than [-] crossbow arrows. In addition, Cheng Jushu, a master of the Northern Qi Dynasty, is born with supernatural power, has a strong qigong, strong qi, and is well arranged.

There were two descendants and grandchildren of the seventh-rank disciples of Sigujian in Dongyi City, who attacked and cooperated.

In addition to the final move that General Fan could never have imagined, although the general's martial arts are unfathomable, it is estimated that it will be difficult to resist.

However, the premise of all this is that General Fan will pass by Niulan Street this morning..."

The old eunuch Hou Eunuch's voice stopped in time and did not continue.

However, the meaning is already obvious.

No matter how perfect the killing situation is, he still has to drill in.

If Fan Zuiyu was last night, he would have already returned to Zuixianju.

Today's layout is a joke.

It will only ambush a loneliness.

Emperor Qing was silent for a long time, and he didn't know if it was because of the chill or something else, his body trembled slightly again.

Then there was silence again.

In the end, he said lightly: "Everything is going according to plan, and he will always go back home.

But... It's good to see, if Fan Zui really fell into death, but no one showed up to rescue him, he should act in time! "

At this moment, the voice of the ninety-five supreme being is not much different from usual.

However, the old eunuch who had served personally for many years could still hear a trace of strangeness in it, which was almost unobtrusive.

To be honest, the old eunuch Hou Gonggong really couldn't understand, since His Majesty valued General Fan so much, why did he just sit back and watch the assassination on Niulan Street happen.

Even, there was a little bit of fuel to the flames, and the scale of the assassination this time was expanded to a certain extent.

This assassination on Niulan Street, even a rank nine master, would definitely die.

Although he didn't know what it meant, but as a slave, the old eunuch wisely chose to shut up.

There are some things that he doesn't know, nor should he ask.

Don't speculate arbitrarily, otherwise, you will just kill yourself and seek your own death.

The emperor's heart is like a deep pool, unknowable and unfathomable.

This point, as a personal servant for many years, and he has been safe and sound, naturally he understands this most clearly.

"Yes!"

The old eunuch bowed in response, and then withdrew.

Yunjuanyunshu, everything seems to be calm, but under this calm surface, there are already rough waves, which may overturn the chessboard at any time.

Let the person in charge of the chess work for nothing.

"It's really one by one, it's not worrying!
Tell me, who can you fool with all your little tricks?
Since you guys want to sing, I won't be the one who disrupts the stage, I will sing with you! "

Talking to himself, there was a bit of angry scolding.

Gradually dissipated with the wind in a corner where no one noticed.

He knew about the assassination on Niulan Street from a long time ago.

However, it didn't stop it, and even contributed a little behind the scenes.

He just wanted to see who the boldest people were.

As for Fan Zui, does he have any other cards?

Let's see how he breaks the game.

This assassination can be said to serve multiple purposes.

Everything that happened in Kyoto, in the eyes of this Supreme Being, is just a child's trick.

Those methods are just leftovers from his past games.

However, the only thing he can't figure out now is whether Fan Zui is really a member of the Raksha Temple.

If so, what is his status in the Rakshasa Hall, and how much power does he have.

Also, what is his real purpose in coming to Kyoto.

In fact, if it was an ordinary person, suspicion alone would be enough for the Forensic Inspection Institute to execute him in secret.

However, Fan Zui was different after all.

Not to mention his identity, it is only related to his own temple project, so he cannot be killed easily.

Otherwise, the chess game of more than ten years will be destroyed.

Years of painstaking efforts have been wasted.

Emperor Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the sea of ​​turbulent clouds and orange clouds in front of him, and suddenly thought about it.

If Fan Zui is really a member of the Raksha Temple, maybe it is not necessarily a bad thing.

Can I use this to plan again?

Unfavorable situation, unfavorable identity, it depends on who, how to use, how to arrange.

The rudimentary form of a temporary plan slowly took shape in his mind.

After figuring out the key point, this heroic emperor, who never showed his expression easily, suddenly laughed at this moment.

at the same time.

The boundary of Yanzhou.

post station.

In the small courtyard, because of the light rain last night, the flowers seemed to be much more energetic.

In the wheelchair, Chen Pingping, the king of darkness who made the whole world feel terrified, was seriously looking at the courtyard, the weeds and weeds that grew randomly because no one lived there for a long time.

Just now, the person in charge of the post station saw such a scene, his face changed, and he hurried forward to deal with those weeds himself.

He didn't want to be included in the inspection institute's list because of some weeds.

The inspection institute is a place that even ghosts don't want to enter.

However, the frightening Dean Chen simply waved his hand, like an old man in his twilight years, and said kindly:

"It's okay, don't worry about it, just let them go, growing freely is also a kind of beauty of life.

If you have the heart, you can pour some water on it when it is hot. "

The person in charge of the post station prostrated himself on the ground, not daring to breathe, and shivering.

No matter what the King of Darkness, who is under one man and above ten thousand people in the Qing Kingdom, said, he just responded repeatedly.

For the rest, I dare not say a word.

Water the wildflowers, is there any hint in this sentence?

Frightened, the person in charge thought secretly.

Perhaps, if I figured out the key, I could save my life.

Seeing him so afraid, although Chen Pingping had long been used to it, but she lost the interest in seeing wild flowers.

Wave your hand to let it back down.

After the man left, a black shadow suddenly appeared, and said hoarsely:
"Today should be the day of the assassination on Niulan Street. Fan Zui's life and death are still uncertain, yet you still have the heart to look at wild flowers here."

Shadow's voice was still so confusing to distinguish between male and female.

"Niulan Street?" Chen Pingping's expression was as calm as ever, but there was a hint of playfulness in that tone.

However, he didn't say anything more.

With quiet eyes, he looked towards the distant sky.

There, it seems that there is still the voice and appearance of the former beauty, lingering.

His eyes also blurred a bit.

(End of this chapter)