Ghost eye mad concubine is too hot

Chapter 77 Fighting and traps (2)
Wait, wait is healthier...

Walking all the way along the winding path inside the tree prison, Murong Heng didn't find a guard in charge of the guard.Correspondingly, this place is surprisingly quiet, not at all like a place used for detaining prisoners in the Bulao tribe.

Frowning slightly, Murong Heng pursed his thin lips, and when he was about to move on, there was a commotion sounded from the corner not far ahead.

Immediately hiding in a shadow, Murong Heng looked at the two black shadows reflected on the vines in front of him.

"What? The patriarch was seriously injured and captured?"

"Be quiet! It seems that the matter about the Great Elder's conspiracy to rebel is not just a rumor."

Suddenly, without waiting for the second voice to settle down, there was only a slight struggle, and then, one of the black shadows collapsed limply.Of the two shadows, only one remained standing in place.After a brief silence, the black figure pulled out a bamboo-handled dagger from his waist, cut a "one"-shaped wound on his abdomen, and shouted loudly while running: "The assassin has escaped!"

After the figure of this person gradually ran away, Murong Heng walked slowly from the hiding place to the man who had just been stabbed in the abdomen.

Unexpectedly, when he approached that person, that person suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed his ankle firmly.

"You! Go find the Ninth Generation Elder!" Before he finished speaking, the man lost his breath.

Frowning and looking at the five fingerprints on his black boots, Murong Heng stretched out his hand to close the man's eyes, then stood up and walked towards the direction the man came from.

Several groups of Habayashi guards passed by from time to time along the way, although Murong Heng avoided those people smoothly, but he vaguely felt that the internal turmoil of the Bulao tribe was quite strange.

Neither early nor late, but when he came...

With a flash of thought in his mind, Murong Heng raised two slender brows, and secretly sighed: "Interesting."

Inside the council tower, Ling Xuzi was staring at the chief of the Bulo clan in astonishment, but he could only press his lips into a straight line for a long time.

And the person standing next to the chief of the Bulao clan was none other than Elder Yibu whom Ling Xuzi had mentioned earlier.

"Patriarch..." After a long silence, Ling Xuzi finally clasped his fists and opened his mouth, but was interrupted by the deep voice of a beautiful woman sitting on the wooden chair.

"Elder Nine Generations, this patriarch knows what you are talking about, but you have your principles, and I have mine. So, please keep silent." He said, wearing a dark green sarong with a slit on his waist. The beautiful woman wearing a black embroidered apron paused for a moment, then narrowed her beautiful eyes, revealing a barely visible but icy cold light.

"Elder Nine Generations, you have also devoted yourself to our clan for more than a hundred years. This patriarch does not want you to question my trust in you just because of such trivial matters."

After listening, Ling Xuzi clapped his hands first, and after a long silence, he replied in a deep voice.

Seeing that Ling Xuzi didn't speak again, Jin Hongyu, the head of the Bulao clan, put away his gaze from him, and then turned to Yibu.

"Great Elder, this patriarch knows that you have a good personal relationship with the Ninth Generation Elder, but please remember one thing, don't do unnecessary things."

Hearing this, Yi Bu, who was wearing a light blue cloth robe, saluted slightly and responded respectfully.From the beginning to the end, he did not look at Ling Xuzi.

"The matter of apprehending the important criminals will be entrusted to the two elders." After finishing speaking, Jin Hongyu walked past the two with her hands behind her back, her body exuded a chilling chill that made it difficult to look directly at.

Leaning down, Ling Xuzi was full of doubts as he watched Jin Hongyu, the leader of the Bulao clan, leave.

And at this moment, Yibu, the Great Elder standing beside him, said slowly: "It seems that my clan has been targeted by some terrible person."

Xunsheng looked at the people beside him, Ling Xuzi just pursed his lips, but did not speak.

Seeing this, the Elder Yibu, who had a slightly dark complexion and maintained a youthful appearance, shrugged, walked up to Ling Xuzi, raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"Don't worry, although the old man is ambitious, he still won't make fun of the future of the Blau people."

After listening, Ling Xuzi looked at Yi Bu, his eyes paused slightly, and then he muttered: "Sure enough, I won't get used to it."

"What are you not used to?" Looking at Ling Xuzi in a daze, Yi Bu frowned with two thick sword eyebrows, and his lips, which were slightly thicker than ordinary people, moved slightly.

"No, it's nothing." Turning his eyes, Ling Xuzi changed the subject and said, "Do you know who the patriarch has been in contact with during this time?"

"This, the old man really doesn't know. However, according to Habayashi Wei, there are indeed people other than Prince Jing who have entered and left our community."

Hearing what the Great Elder Yi Bu said, Ling Xuzi first stroked his chin with his slender fingers, then opened his eyes slightly, and then returned to normal.

The Great Elder at the side saw his strange appearance, even though he was suspicious, he didn't open his mouth to tell it all.

"The illusion of the collapse of the parliament tower is really well done. At first glance, I really deceived the old man."

"So, until now, you don't believe that the old man has nothing to do with this matter?" Elder Yibu's voice was slightly cold, although his tone was still the same as before, but the coldness emanating from the inside out was like the essence .

"The truth has not surfaced for a moment, including the old man, everyone is suspicious." Ling Xuzi responded indifferently, and Ling Xuzi only glanced at Elder Yibu lightly, and then walked forward with both legs .

Hitting a soft nail, Yi Bu stared at Ling Xuzi's thin back for a moment, then shrugged, and sighed softly to himself: "You bastard, you're still the same."

At this time, Murong Heng, who had escaped from the tree prison, had already discovered something strange about the parliament tower.

Standing behind the towering parliament tower, he looked up and his brows were tightly locked.The parliament tower did not collapse, which meant that what he and Huo Ruge had seen and heard before were all illusions.

If Ling Xuzi was an insider of this matter, then he had to admit that the elder's acting skills were really astonishing, almost fooling him completely.

However, if one infers from the conversations he heard in the tree prison, the truth may not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

The worst case is nothing more than a fake brawl and a real trap.However, based on his knowledge of the Bolao patriarch, behind the whole incident, there must be an important point that he ignored.

Is it Feng Xuanji, Prince Liang's son, or Murong Jue, the crown prince...

As far as his mind was concerned, Murong Heng frowned slightly, but he couldn't get any answer for the time being.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt someone approaching him from behind.

Turning around sharply, he was a little surprised when he saw the appearance of the person behind him clearly.

"It's you."

"That's right, it's my uncle. Did you hurt her?" Golden eyes swept over Murong Heng's bloody hand, and Yun Zhongque leaned against the side of the stone pagoda, with a somewhat disdainful tone.

(End of this chapter)