Ancient Magician: Miss Shocking World

Chapter 92 Planning 2
"Emperor Hou Yuan will take action."

The Lord Shen frowned tightly with his white eyebrows, and stared at Shen Yuling, seeing her drinking tea carelessly.

If she did so, Emperor Hou Yuan would probably jump over the wall in a hurry.

"For 12 years, my father has been imprisoned, and we have never been able to find out where he is.

Now it's better for him to jump over the wall in a hurry. If he doesn't move, how can we find our father. "

"The second prince is not a good candidate, he is too weak."

The Lord God is not optimistic about the second prince. Although at this birthday banquet, the second prince Ye Chongwen is protecting Shen Yuling, he is not a good candidate. Of course, the prince is even less likely.

However, apart from the Ye family, he couldn't think of anyone else who could inherit the throne.

In the eyes of these loyal ministers, the black market is not a good place, so Shen Yuling didn't intend to tell the Lord Shen that the second prince Ye Chongwen was the magistrate in charge of the black market.

The Lord God is always a little worried.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, I know what I know."

After Shen Yuling finished speaking, he drank the remaining tea in the teacup, stood up, and said to Chong Xiao who was standing outside the door: "Help grandpa change his clothes and go outside the city."

After understanding what she was thinking, Lord Shen and Chong Xiao looked at each other in awe.

The three of them disguised themselves out of the imperial city and entered the barracks along the path. Outside were a few ordinary people disguised as the Shenjia army, who were playing cards and drinking. When they saw Chong Xiao approaching, they immediately stood up.

"Master Xiao is here, and he is practicing inside, how are you doing?"

The leading man straightened his turban and looked at Chong Xiao with a smirk on his face.

"This is?"

The Lord God frowned a little.

These few people are not members of the Shenjia army, how can they wear the uniform of the Shenjia army and play cards outside the barracks, how decent is this appearance.

Chong Xiao coughed lightly, and whispered to the Lord God, "It's what the eldest lady wants. Find a few decent peasants to pretend to be the army of God's family, and play cards and drink outside the barracks, so that the emperor will not be suspicious."

The Lord God's eyes lit up after hearing this.

The look at his granddaughter was also a little more inquiring.

A large number of pills were quietly mixed with the military supplies, and transported into the barracks. The Shen family's army repaired the tendons and veins without anyone noticing, and even some people were directly promoted to a level because of this batch of pills.

When the news came from Chong Xiao, the Lord God could already imagine what his granddaughter was going to do.

Bypassing these 'God's Army', the three of them entered the barracks.

A total of 20 people, in the huge military camp, practiced uniformly and silently like ghosts.

If an outsider sees it, their jaws will drop in shock.

20 people make an action at the same time and there is no sound at all. Is this a Yin soldier!

Shen Yuling didn't expect that, she just casually said that Chong Xiao could really train the Shen family army to such an extent.

The Lord God was even more stunned.

In the past few years, his illness has become more and more serious, and the entire barracks has been handed over to Chong Xiao.

Seeing such a Shenjia army, he nodded vigorously.

"Good, good, good!"

Three beeps with full confidence resounded in the silent barracks, shocking everyone's movements in place.

At the same time, the Shen family's army stopped the movements of their hands. Seeing the rumor that he was dying of poisoning, but at this moment his spirit was flickering, they all clasped their hands excitedly.

The Lord God straightened his back. He turned his head to look at his granddaughter, and saw hope on her face.

"Zuoer, you must hold on!"

When the Shen family army heard the words of the prince of the gods, the hard-bodied men finally couldn't hold back and shed tears silently.

Shen Mo Zhuo was the coach who fought with them through life and death, but was framed by Emperor Hou Yuan and imprisoned for 12 years!

(End of this chapter)