Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

After Prince Beimingye left the Jasper Palace, he immediately summoned his cronies to search for the whereabouts of Fan Tianluo and the other four. He didn't believe that any clansmen who came back from outside, seeing Shangguan Hedong's fake fairy appearance, there must be important secrets in it , he must first find these four people.

As soon as Shangguan Hedong waited for Beimingye to leave, he smashed the white jade table in front of him with one hand, causing the two figures in the dark to tremble slightly in fright.

"Come on!" Shangguan He Dong said in a gloomy voice.

Two shadows appeared immediately.

"Why haven't there been any traces of those four people? How do these bastards do things?" Shangguan Hedong's face was no longer calm and elegant, but only gloomy, because when he saw Mu Yu's portrait just now, his heart was He shook violently. Although the portrait was not very similar to himself, he could still see the resemblance between this young man and his wife at a glance. This kind of shock made him feel terrified, and he was really afraid of North Korea. Ming Ye saw something, so he didn't dare to linger on the portrait for a while.

"Eight people came to report just now. There is no trace of four people in the entire southern district, and the central district has been searched. These four people seem to have disappeared completely. Now they are searching the other three districts." A shadow said.

Shangguan Hedong pursed his thin lips tightly, his mind was spinning, and suddenly he said in a deep voice, "Go ask He Bo to come over."

After being stunned for a moment, Ying Ying backed away immediately, but a layer of cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead. What kind of connection did these two young men have with the imperial husband, and they wanted to dispatch He Bo, a big man?The imperial husband was obviously very nervous about this matter.

After a while, the cloth curtain not far from Shangguan Hedong fluttered slightly, and a very small voice rang in his ears: "Young Master, what happened?"

Shangguan Hedong kept his body straight, and said in a respectful voice: "He Bo, Dong'er has something urgent to report." After He Bo's voice was silent for a while, a gray figure slowly appeared in front of Shangguan Hedong. Sixty-seventy years old, a pair of cloudy eyes, hunchback, no matter how you look at it, you look like a senile old man.

When Shangguan Hedong saw this person appear, he immediately cupped his fists and saluted respectfully.

He Bo waved a withered arm in the air, and suddenly the space between the two of them seemed to be slightly distorted, and he said hoarsely, "Master, I haven't seen you panic like this for many years."

Shangguan Hedong let out a sigh, knowing that the space at this moment has been locked by He Bo, and it is impossible for anyone to eavesdrop, unless it is a master of the emperor rank, but obviously there is no such person in this world.

"He Bo, that child didn't die back then!" Shangguan He Dong's voice changed.

He Bo froze, frowned and said, "Which child? What are you talking about?"

"He Bo, that's Zhu'er's child, that monster and Zhu'er's little bastard." Shangguan Hedong's eyes shot out a ferocious light.

"What! How is it possible?" He Bo's whole thin body shook, and his cloudy old eyes immediately disappeared, causing the air to fluctuate again.

Shangguan Hedong walked back and forth anxiously and said, "He Bo, not only is this child not dead, but he has come back to look for his parents."

He Bo had no words at all, but there was an unbelievable light in his eyes, and he murmured after a long time: "How is this possible, the cold poison was so severe back then, even if the baby didn't die on the spot, no one could cure it, what's more, it's still here In that kind of icy mountains and snowy land, even if it freezes, it will freeze to death, absolutely impossible! Are there still immortals in the world?"