Immortal Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress’ Palace

Chen Moshu's eyes widened.

Assassination?

How could you be assassinated?

Chen Mo carefully reviewed the simulation process.

Finally found a more critical point.

Huangfu Hao.

Before this simulation, Huangfuhao was stabbed to death in every simulation without his intervention.

And he was not assassinated.

This time, it was because of his own intervention that he was assassinated.

In addition, even if he intervened in Huangfuhao's assassination.

But he still died.

He was also assassinated several times.

At first, Chen Mo thought that the person who assassinated Huangfu Hao was a rebel.

But now, Chen Mo noticed something strange.

Huangfuhao was killed after returning to the capital, and on the second day after attending the celebration banquet.

The capital was the safest place in the entire Song Dynasty.

Experts are like clouds.

Even the first-rank masters are about ten.

But Huangfu Hao was stabbed to death.

What does this mean?

That is when Huangfu Hao was assassinated, the dozen or so first-rank masters didn't make a move at all.

Otherwise, with a little intervention, Huangfu Hao will not die.

After all, Huangfu Hao is a second-rank master and a general. Even if he can't beat a first-rank master, he can resist first-rank and second-rank by virtue of his own strength and his own pro-army. Master's attention...

In other words, the assassin had absolute strength, and without knowing it, he instantly killed Huangfu Hao.

And after he was killed, the investigation result given by Dongchang was the remnants of the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

When she asked Concubine Hu by herself, she said it was not them.

This also means that someone is lying between Dongchang and Hu Guifei.

Chen Mo's main consciousness is more inclined to Dongchang.

Because Dongchang represents the emperor's will?

But why does the emperor want to...

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, wouldn't he want to assassinate himself, or that Huangfuhao's death was also related to the emperor?

Thinking of this, Chen Mo felt more and more likely.

Especially on the fortieth day, two assassins came to the palace to assassinate him.

The palace was heavily defended, and Nan Zhou Yu Xie didn't have such courage. If he had such courage, with the strength of these two assassins, a large number of people in the palace would have died long ago.

After all, he was already a third-rank martial artist at that time.

Those who can kill oneself must be the best in the second-rank, or directly by the first-rank martial artist.

"No, when the cooling time is over, you have to simulate several times again."

With an idea in mind, Chen Mo began to choose talent.

Fengshen leg pass.

Resurrection Soul also passes.

Apart from being able to make oneself infinitely powerful after being resurrected, it is useless.

Not full of blood resurrection.

Even if it is full of blood, it is not very useful.

Then there are Gu Zhongtong and God Ape Martial Soul left.

Chen Mo carefully selected.

Finally, the ancient heavy pupil was locked down.

Because of the comparison of these two talents, the ancient heavy pupil is more practical.

In an instant, Chen Mo's eyes seemed to have been remodeled, and a sharp pain hit from his eyes, causing him to bend down tremblingly and wailing.

Even if he resisted with willpower, he let out a hissing cold air in his mouth.

"Chen Hong, you... what's the matter with you?"

Qingshuang's voice came from his ear.

Then Qingshuang said to Ye Wanqiu: "Niangniang, it's not good, Chen...Chen Hong, he seems to have an accident..."

"what?!"

Hearing this, Ye Wanqiu paused, feeling inexplicably empty in her heart, the wooden stick in her hand fell to the ground, she held up her skirt, and ran towards Chen Mo quickly.

Fortunately the wind has dissipated.

The kite did not float away under the traction of the lost line, but instead fell, and finally landed on the eaves of Jingru Palace.

"Qingshuang, he... what's the matter with him?" Ye Wanqiu asked anxiously.

"The slaves don't know either, the slaves only know that he was watching the empress flying a kite well, and suddenly squatted down, and that's it..." The words paused, and Qingshuang immediately guessed:

"He's not sick, is he?"

"It's possible, Qingshuang, you can call the imperial physician, and I'll help him go in and rest first." Ye Wanqiu was about to help him.

"No...No need..." Chen Mo suddenly seemed to be healed, grabbed Ye Wanqiu's hand, and cold sweat broke out on his face, and then said, "I'm already healed..."

Ye Wanqiu's face turned red, she quickly pulled her hand back, and immediately looked at Qingshuang.

Qingshuang also discovered this, but only thought that Chen Mo was in a hurry and did not think about other aspects.

He looked at Ye Wanqiu, his qi and blood surged a little.

Because he urged the ancient Chongtong to give it a try.

The world in front of me was suddenly different.

This double pupil also had a see-through effect, directly penetrating Ye Wanqiu's clothes.

The white flowers are a bit dazzling.

But soon, Ye Wanqiu's bones, blood vessels, and body structure were completely revealed in front of Chen Mo's eyes.

Feeling Chen Mo's scorching gaze, Ye Wanqiu's face became even more red, and she hurriedly avoided him and stopped looking at him.

Sure enough, no matter how beautiful a woman is, in the end, she is still a pink and pink skeleton.

Transforming from a beautiful picture to a skeleton, Chen Mo instantly felt that perspective was a little unpleasant.

Stop urging, and the world in front of me suddenly changes back to its original state.

At the same time, Chen Mo found that the true qi in his dantian had been consumed to a certain extent.

Seeing Ye Wanqiu's blushing face, Chen Mo could only apologize again: "This servant has offended, and I hope Concubine Jing's forgiveness."

"No problem..."

Ye Wanqiu raised a strand of hair on her face, as if to hide her embarrassment. She looked at Chen Mo and said softly, "You... are you really okay?"

Chen Mo shook his head, then bowed his hands to Ye Wanqiu, and said, "If there is any disturbance, then the servant will retire first, and the rest of the mahjong will be handed over to the empress."

When you're done, leave.

But he was suddenly stopped by Ye Wanqiu.

"What's wrong, madam?" Chen Mo wondered.

"You...you remember to come over tomorrow to get the sachet." Ye Wanqiu tilted her head and said.

"promise."

After speaking, Chen Mo turned around.

Just as he took a step, Ye Wanqiu stopped him again.

Chen Mo: "Huh?"

"What kind of fragrance do you like, I can put some spices." Ye Wanqiu said.

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The slaves don't know either. Empress, you can put whichever you like."

Ye Wanqiu nodded, looking at Chen Mo, hesitant to say anything.

"Is there anything else, madam?"

"No... no~www.readwn.com~ The servant has retired."

"Um."

...

"and many more."

Chen Mogang didn't take a few steps when he was stopped again.

"Miss, again..."

As she spoke, Chen Mo's words suddenly stopped, because this time it was Qingshuang who spoke. She pointed to the roof: "Kite, the kite has landed on it."

"..."

"Pfft..." Ye Wanqiu couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, but afraid of being discovered, he quickly raised his hand to cover it.

(End of this chapter)

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