Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"No way?" Hu Houming was stunned.

Xiao Congyun smiled and said, "I thought they would all contact the master before, but later we checked carefully through our spies and found that they did not contact the master."

Hu Houming laughed and said, "Second brother is so timid?"

"...Indeed." Xiao Congyun said slowly.

This matter is indeed very strange and unexpected.

But if you think about it carefully, it is not surprising.

From their point of view, it is timid, but from the perspective of the second prince, you can't lose the big picture because of the small.

Although the monk Fakong is strong and has great magical powers, Wing is a big trouble. It is not only useless to be involved with the monk Fakong, but it will also cause the emperor's fear.

The second prince now seems to be sure to win, which is completely different from the situation of the Lun Palace. Taking this risk is not worth the loss.

Hu Houming was thoughtful, his eyes gradually brightened: "So, even if I have no hope, I can have hope with the help of the master?"

"That's right." Xiao Congyun smiled and said: "Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"...Nothing." Hu Houming waved his hand: "He is just a monk, not reliable."

The corners of his mouth were already raised high.

In his opinion, one Fakong is worth countless people.

Even if the military power is taken away now, even if the emperor Hu Lieyuan is not optimistic, as long as Fakong helps, there is still hope to seize the throne.

Xiao Congyun laughed and said: "Yes, he is not reliable, the key is to rely on ourselves!"

"That's right." Hu Houming nodded: "Rely on ourselves!"

"So we need to prepare well, once the second prince or the eldest prince makes a mistake, it will be our chance." Xiao Congyun said.

Hu Houming nodded slowly.

"By the way," Xiao Congyun frowned and said, "Master told me that there will be a catastrophe in the next few days, a catastrophe of life and death."

"Hmm?"

"I don't know if Master is right. If there is a catastrophe, who would want to kill me?" Xiao Congyun said.

"There are many people who want to kill you." Hu Houming's face darkened, and his eyes were filled with angry flames: "They just want to kill everyone and completely cut off my hope!"

Mr. Xiao is his confidant, the confidant among the confidants, and the most important counselor. Once he is killed, it will be like cutting off his own wings.

In addition to the second brother, I am afraid that there are many brothers who want to kill Mr. Xiao.

He thought of this and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Xiao, if that's the case, then you stay in the mansion these days, don't go back, don't go back."

"But I..."

"I will send someone to the Xiao Mansion to pass on the message, so that Mrs. Xiao and Xiao sister can rest assured, and you can stay in the mansion with peace of mind."

"...Okay." Xiao Congyun is not a daring person, and taking the risk to come back is the maximum limit.

It would be best if he could stay in the palace to avoid this catastrophe.

As the night deepened, the dark clouds in the sky slowly moved, eventually covering the bright moon, and the world fell into darkness.

The lights in the Lun Palace were bright.

But the Lun Palace was too big, and even if there were lanterns hanging everywhere, there were still corners that were not illuminated by the lights.

There were shadows in the corners.

Xiao Congyun was reading in the study.

He was in a small courtyard in the southwest of the Lun Palace, two courtyards away from the study of Lun Wang Hu Houming.

Hu Houming could come over at any time, and after talking, he would go back to his study or bedroom, so that the two could discuss important matters.

Xiao Congyun put down the book, stood up and opened the window.

The clear night breeze drifted in slowly, making his body and internal organs cool and refreshing.

He looked up at the dark night sky, shook his head and smiled.

Although the prince was now in darkness, it was not as dark and lightless as the night sky now.

There was a bright moon hanging in the night sky.

As long as you stare at this bright moon carefully, you will not lose your way.

At this time, a shadow slowly moved in the shadow of the corner, slowly moved closer to the courtyard, and then moved along the wall of the courtyard.

The two shadows stuck to the wall, completely integrated with the wall, slid into the courtyard silently, and stayed in the shadow of the corner.

Xiao Congyun stood in front of the window, looked up and quietly looked at the dark night sky, waiting for the bright moon to come out from the dark clouds.

He was focused and didn't notice the two shadows approaching.

He never thought that someone could sneak into the Lun Palace. The defense of the Lun Palace was so tight that it was really difficult for a mosquito to fly in.

The guards of the palace were divided into several groups, forming several layers of encirclement. Even if they could break through one layer of defense, there were still several layers.

It was almost impossible to break through several layers of defense and sneak in silently. There was also a grandmaster in the palace.

If a grandmaster sneaked in, he would have been sensed long ago. If it wasn't a grandmaster, it wouldn't cause much harm.

He stared at the night sky intently until two black lights suddenly shot into the window, one hitting his heart and the other hitting his throat.

He immediately widened his eyes and opened his mouth to shout, but no sound came out, so he covered his throat with his hand.

Two black shadows stuck to the outside of the window sill, swam quickly, followed the shadow into the shadow of the courtyard wall, then went up along the courtyard wall, flipped over and slid down, leaving his courtyard silently.

Then they sneaked out of the Lun Palace silently and disappeared into the dark night.

Xiao Congyun stared with his eyes wide open, full of unwillingness.

He thought of what Fakong said, that he had a great disaster.

But he never expected that this disaster would be in the palace, and hiding in the palace would not be able to avoid this disaster.

Is his life going to end here?

I will die here silently. When others know about it, I will be cold and stiff?

Why don’t I stay in Shenjing?

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

In my life, I originally wanted to assist a prince to ascend the throne and succeed the emperor. That would be enough for me. I don’t need to rule the world anymore.

I have already planned to retire after success, live in the market, and enjoy the rest of my carefree days.

Unfortunately, I have to die here before my ambition is fulfilled. I am really unwilling, too unwilling!

He shouted in his heart, but his body was soft and lost strength, and his eyes went black.

Then his vision began to shake, and his body shook uncontrollably. Finally, he fell on the table in front of the window with a "bang", then slid down from the table and lay on the ground.

He looked up at the caisson, which was getting black, and he could no longer see the caisson clearly.

His deadline has come!

He gritted his teeth and tried to prop himself up unwillingly, making a little sound to catch the murderer.

He had the will but no strength, his body was as heavy as a mountain, his fingers could not move at all, and he had completely lost control.

The darkness slowly surged up, and he tried his best to resist it but couldn't, it was like a huge wave, spreading over, and could not be resisted.

He gradually fainted.

When he was about to faint completely, a ray of light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and then a warmth came from his wrist, getting warmer and warmer.

He felt like he was soaking in a hot spring, the darkness and cold were completely dispelled, and his spirit became stronger and stronger.

"Cough cough!" He coughed hard several times, spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, then touched his throat, pulled out a dark green needle stuck in his throat, and looked at it twice. The needle was as thin as cow hair and as long as a finger.

Then he looked down at his heart, and there was also a thin needle stuck in his heart. After pulling it out, the lengths of the two needles were different.

As the two needles were pulled out, his throat and chest felt extremely numb and itchy. He wanted to scratch them hard, but he resisted the urge to do so, knowing that the wound was growing.

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