The Concubine's Conspiracy: Rebirth of the Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 394 I was charged with Taotian
"Do you think there are other options? If you don't want to die, let me go down and do it well for my hall to watch. Otherwise, you know the rumors about Yuejing very well, and my hall's methods don't mind being used by you, a little slave." On the body, how, have you considered it?"

The man used force with his hands, almost crushing Wuyou's jawbone: "Still hesitating, such a beautiful thing, others can't even think about it, but you little slave keeps pushing it away, could it be that you have the same as this palace?" Hidden disease'? Or do you have other ulterior reasons?"

Seeing that the servant in front of her was still silent, Jun Jinglan's eyes narrowed, and the light in her eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, exuding a fierce evil spirit all over her body, that undisguised light full of killing intent made Luo Wuyou Both hands were pinched into the flesh, and there was endless coldness in his heart.

Apparently her repeated evasions have made Jun Jinglan suspicious of her, but even if she goes down, she will definitely get through, and the ending will be the same. In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts flashed through Luo Wuyou's mind, but she found that none of them could be broken. The predicament in front of her.

Seeing Jun Jinglan's long sleeves waved his palm into the air like a knife.

Luo Wuyou finally exclaimed: "Wait, Your Highness..."

However, there was an evil smile on the corner of the man's mouth in front of her, his movements didn't stop for a moment, his voice was as cold as a devil, with endless cruelty: "Anyway, no matter what, I will definitely watch your performance tonight. Go down to my Highness."

A gust of palm wind hit, and the huge force caused the young man's whole body to lean towards the water surface of the bathing pool. Luo Wuyou's face was full of panic, but a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Stretching out his hand, he grabbed the hem of the man's robe.

thump--

Jun Jinglan didn't notice it for a while, she tilted her body, and was pulled down. The two of them fell into the bath at the same time, splashing a water splash nearly one meter high, mixed with gorgeous rose petals, which really fell down. The field of flowers and rain is general.

The crystal water spray soaked the man's whole body, the crown fell off, and a strand of hair fell out, with a few red petals in it, but his face was extremely gloomy.He glanced around the pool, but didn't find that damned little servant.

Just as he was about to sink into the water, his whole body was tightly encircled by countless pairs of jade hands, making him unable to move. Even the skirt of his clothes was pulled open to reveal his muscular chest muscles. A figure appeared, and quickly rushed to the bank of the pool, and then quickly disappeared into the entire palace.

Only the watermarks along the way were left in the palace.

bang...

Jun Jinglan coldly glanced at the women who were entangled with him, his eyes were full of intense disgust, he turned around and flew into the air from the pool, a huge energy overflowed from his body, and rose from the huge bathing pool A three-meter-high water column.

With the sound of bang bang bang bang, all the soft moans stopped in an instant.

The rushing blood sprayed continuously from a height of three meters and fell on the entire hall, Xu Ni, the blood dripped away, but there were ten more naked corpses beside the cold pool.

The red figure floated down from mid-air, his robe and black hair were all dry, and his black moiré soft boots stepped on the corpses all over the floor, the man's face was as cold as a devil.

A figure walked in quickly, looking at the scene all over the ground, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Your Highness, the slave will be cleaned up immediately. Do you want to go back to the Tibetan Snow Hall first?"

Jun Jinglan glanced at the butler with a gloomy expression, and asked coldly, "Wang Chong, is there any new servant in the mansion these days?"

"Returning to Your Highness, there was none in the past few days. Today, there is an old slave leading him into the mansion. His name is Mo Yan. He is young, honest and simple, and has not seen much in the world. The old slave is planning to observe for a period of time before returning to the mansion." Report to the master, is it true that he is ignorant and offended the master? Or does the master suspect that he...is also sent from there?"

Steward Wang was surprised and suspicious. It is logically impossible. Mo Yan has just entered the mansion, so it is impossible for him to meet his master. However, looking at the man's sullen face, it seems that something else happened that he doesn't know about. At least, if the master asks this way, it proves that he must have met Mo Yan.

Thinking about it, Wang Chong broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly knelt down to plead guilty, "It's all due to the negligence of the old slave, and the old slave's dim eyesight actually misjudged the person. Please forgive me."

"Mo Yan... what a Mo Yan."

Jun Jinglan bit the end sound very hard, and there was a bit of coldness and charm in the narrow and long phoenix eyes: "Tomorrow morning, that little servant Xuan will wait in the bedroom of the hall. Remember, if the hall can't see anyone tomorrow morning, then you There is no need for this head anymore."

"Yes, Your Highness, the slave is under orders, and will definitely fulfill His Highness's orders."

Glancing coldly at Steward Wang, Jun Jinglan walked out of the Huaqing Hall, looked in the direction of the servant's room, and a stream of interest flashed in his eyes, which was more dazzling than the stars in the sky that day, but with It was fierce.

Mo Yan?
Damn little slave, really bold.You still dare to put him together, very good, this hall will let you fully understand what will happen to those who offend this hall?
Can barely look away, but Jun Jinglan's face suddenly became colder: "Why, since you want to take the life of this hall, but you don't show up, are you still waiting for this hall to invite you to have breakfast? There is no such thing as a prince's house in this hall. Idlers, if you don't come out, get out of this hall!"

The moment Jun Jinglan finished speaking, several figures fell from the eaves, the roof, and the forks of the trees. Hundreds of figures surrounded him tightly. Each of them held a sword in their hands, and each of them was full of murderous intent. There was contempt and disdain in the eyes exposed through the mask.

The man in black shouted coldly: "Jun Jinglan, a vicious and cruel person like you who disregards the life and death of the people, how can he be worthy of inheriting the great rule? If you are really allowed to ascend the throne, it will really be the disaster of my people in North Vietnam. Therefore, today I Then you will act for the heavens, and you will die!"

"Heh, do justice for the heavens? Kill as you want and talk so much nonsense! If you want the life of this hall, you can come and take it, as long as you have the guts to come here!"

Jun Jinglan snorted coldly, and with a flick of his long sleeve, a blood-red silk thread appeared on his wrist. The thread was as thin as a needle and tougher than black iron. It fluttered and danced under the night sky like a snake. Cut constantly.

The blood-red silk thread fell on the neck of the person, without even leaving a trace, harvesting life silently.The men in black were caught off guard by Jun Jinglan's preemptive attack, and more than a dozen fell down in the blink of an eye.

Amidst the ten bangs, the corpses of the ten people did not have any scars. After a while, everyone stared at them, only to find that there was a red line around the necks of those people.

It was like the thin silk thread dancing in the man's hand. Because the wound was extremely long and thin, it was not clear for a while, and the blood could not be sprayed out for a while, but after a while, the blood sprayed from the wound in an umbrella shape. out.

"The soul-chasing cable, His Royal Highness is really surprising. I didn't expect that the soul-chasing cable, which ranks second in the list of top ten weapons in the Jianghu, is actually in your hands. It really is a wolf with hidden ambitions!"

The man in black retracted his eyes and his face was full of shock, but the murderous intent was even heavier: "Since this is the case, then today we will not let you go, let's go together, we must do justice for the heavens today, and kill this person who poisoned the saint!" Rebellious ministers and thieves, lest he will poison the people in the future."

What the man in black said was righteous, but Jun Jinglan laughed when he heard it.

"General Qi, what you said is really just and dignified. What if the prince is torturing the people? If you want to kill the prince, you will kill him. Even if you do it openly, the prince will not be afraid. Is it possible that he will be afraid of you?" Is it Xiaoxiao's despicable behavior? Originally, this crown prince is not obsessed with that position."

Jun Jinglan's voice was full of sarcasm and sarcasm: "But this hall has a temper. The more others don't let this hall do it, the more this hall will do it. Therefore, today this hall will spare half of your life. Go back and tell Jun Shuo that this hall wants to do it. It's settled, he doesn't need to wishful thinking anymore! He will never be able to sit in that position in his life!"

"Hmph, don't be ashamed of your words, Jun Jinglan, you killed the queen first, and now you dare to poison the emperor and put him under house arrest, forcing the emperor to take over you. Do you think that no one will know about your actions? You are cruel by nature, and you rob people's daughters, Cao Jian’s life is not enough, but he is so rebellious and treasonous that he assassinates the emperor in a vain attempt to usurp the throne, his actions are despicable, and everyone is outraged, and everyone will be punished!"

"I'm going to kill you openly, what's there to be afraid of?" Seeing that his identity was exposed, Qi Qian no longer concealed it. He tore off the black scarf, his face full of bitter anger and murderous intent.

It even counted Jun Jinglan's heinous crimes word by word!
"Heh, so what if this palace did all of this? This palace is the heir apparent of the country, and sooner or later this throne will also belong to this palace. Even if this palace takes it over now, do you have any objections? It's a pity, now that old man is going to die, even if the imperial edict It was this hall that forced him to stand, do you have evidence?"

Jun Jinglan smiled very brightly: "The imperial decree is true, and the seal on the imperial decree is even more true. If you have the ability, you can prove to the world that the imperial decree to pass on the throne is false. When it comes to plotting to usurp the throne, how can it be compared to the palace?" You? Murdering the prince of the country, the future emperor, you still have the face to accuse the palace here plausibly!
"Is it true that this hall is a soft persimmon that you can handle? If that's the case, this hall doesn't mind letting you take a good look at our methods." Jun Jinglan snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Blood-thirsty killing intent erupted from the man's body, his body bent, and suddenly he put his left hand on the ground, and a burst of energy went straight into the blood thread, and the flexible silk thread straightened like a sword, and then he jumped up, head to foot Up, in a straight line in the air, pouring down.

The man's figure was as fast as lightning, spinning 360 degrees at extreme speed, and the red silk thread danced with his figure in his hands, like a floating red disc, so perfect, as if it had existed forever.

A series of subtle voices continued to be heard, and hundreds of people died instantly, falling to the ground.Everyone, without exception, just like the previous ten people, only had a wound on the neck.

Looking at the corpses all over the floor, Qi Qian clutched his chest, his face was pale as paper, there were streaks of blood spilling from his chest, but he couldn't see clearly because of his black clothes, but the palm and fingers of his left hand, which was covering his chest, were already stained with blood.

That is, his own blood.

In the hands of this notorious murderer in the eyes of the common people, a whole hundred dead soldiers were wiped out in less than a stick of incense, no, they were all wiped out in just a few tens of breaths.

How could he not be shocked, how could he not be angry, and how could he not be afraid by such means?
"Jun Jinglan really didn't expect you to hide so deeply, cough..." Qi Qian coughed violently, breathing was also extremely difficult, and there were sharp stabbing pains in his heart.

Others don't know it, but he knows very well that the soul-chasing wire went straight into his chest and heart, and when it was turned back through the heart, there was already a hole in his heart, which would not be fatal, but the injury would never heal again.

Chasing the thread of the soul, you will only return when you see blood, and the wound that kills you will never heal!

This is the soul-chasing thread that ranks second on the list of the top ten magic weapons in Jianghu, but it is held in the hands of the evil prince who everyone scoffs at, and even hurt him, how hateful it is?
(End of this chapter)