Demon Lord, your wife ran away with the baby

Chapter 167 The Little...Emperor

Qing Yu tapped the table with her fingers, and suddenly remembered something: "What kind of business are you doing in Juehun Palace?"

The two were taken aback by her sudden turn of events. They didn't know why she suddenly asked this. Liniang replied hesitantly: "Buying murderers to do things, buying and selling news... There are also many killer organizations in the Jianghu, and there are some independent ones. The assassin who received the mission, Juehun Temple is considered to be one of the more famous ones in recent years..."

She doesn't know the specifics, she has always been a lone ranger, although she is floating in the rivers and lakes, she doesn't take much part in those things in the rivers and lakes.

"The most important thing is buying and selling news and hiring murderers. Juehun Temple is divided into three halls. Swallow Hall is responsible for buying and selling news. It is not only news in the Jianghu, but also a little bit involved in the court. Falcon Hall is responsible for hiring murderers. Buying and selling, my subordinates used to be the killers of the Zizi Pavilion in the Falcon Hall. There is also a Baihu Hall, where the palace master sits in person and takes on secret missions." As a killer who only accepts missions, Cheng Mo actually knows the internal affairs Not many, but the structure of the entire Absolute Soul Hall is still known.

"Oh, that's it, then what's your hall master's name and what kind of person is he?" Qing Yu asked again.

"The master of the palace is known as the fourth son, or the fourth master. No one knows his name, what he looks like, or even... how old he is. He has always shown others with a mask." Cheng Mo has been in the Absolute Soul Hall for more than ten years. The former hall master had seen it before, but the current hall master was rarely seen. When he saw him, he always wore a mask.

Cheng Mo thought for a while, and added a little bit: "The former hall master's surname is Lin, and the current hall master is said to be his son, some said to be his apprentice, and some said to be his enemy."

In short, the identity is very mysterious, so mysterious that almost no one in the world has ever mentioned the real life experience of the Fourth Young Master.

"Master, the Fourth Young Master is not easy to mess with, and he is extremely ruthless. This time, he directly killed the hall master of the Falcon Hall. I heard that the hall master has been in office for more than ten years, and he is still an old man of the Absolute Soul Hall. "Liniang always felt that this master was really too difficult to figure out, although she didn't know why she mentioned the fourth son, but it was better to remind her.

"Interesting," Qing Yu chuckled, and said to them, "I'll let Xiang Cao arrange a place for you, you stay here for the time being, and we'll discuss other things after the New Year's Eve."

She has a plan in her heart, but it's just that the Chinese New Year is approaching, so it may not be easy to act, so she can only wait for a while.

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On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, there was a banquet in the palace, which Qingyu had never attended before.

But this year she was named princess, whether she wanted to go or not, she couldn't escape this year.

"Master, why don't you go?" Qing Yu knelt on the bed, looking expectantly at Qing Yu who lay there lazily with eyes closed and resting.

Qingyu has nothing to do these few days, except to sleep, she just chats with Qingyu from time to time.

And when she learned that she was going to attend a palace banquet this afternoon on New Year's Eve, Qingyu was a little timid.

Qing Yu didn't even open her eyes, and replied quietly: "You want me to kneel down and worship every little emperor in the world? How big is his face?"

Qingyu's face turned pale from her fright, and the corner of her lower lip trembled, oh my god, then, that's the emperor...how come, it became...a small one?

"But... what if... just in case... what happens?" Qingyu was really worried, she had never dealt with such an occasion.

(End of this chapter)