Myriad Realms Super Face Slap System

Shuanglong and Fu Junxi were waiting outside Dugusheng's mansion.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling looked very relaxed, squatting on the corner of the wall, each holding a roast chicken in their hands, and eating wine happily.

They are growing up. As the saying goes, half the eldest child eats Lao Tzu, and then practice martial arts with Yue Chen. The poor and rich in martial arts have no food in their stomachs. Where does the spirit come from.

Fu Junzheng looked out and looked back at the two of them. She couldn't help but scolded: "Your master sneaked into the Dugu Clan's mansion alone, you don't care at all like nobody else?"

Kou Zhong took another big bite of chicken and said vaguely, "How skilled is my master? There is only a small house in this district, and a small Dugu clan, who can stop his old man? Right, Young Master Ling?"

Xu Ziling nodded again and again: "Extremely, extremely!"

The two boys who had just practiced martial arts knew this, but Fu Junxi didn't know it, but she had other thoughts in her heart at this time, and she was confused when she cared about it.

Fu Junxi thought for a while, and said without looking back, "You guys wait here, I'll go in and take a look."

After all, he will go over the wall and be admitted to the hospital.

But only heard a chuckle from behind: "Miss Fu, where are you going?"

Fu Junxu replied smoothly, "Go to your master..."

Well, that sound is wrong!

Fu Junxu turned around abruptly, only to see that the one in white was smiling and looking at her, who wasn't Yue Chen?

Fu Junxuan's face turned red for no reason, and he murmured, "Why did you go for so long?"

Yue Chen smiled and said, "There are so many palaces for the faint, how can I not ask clearly? I don't have so much spare time to play hide-and-seek with him."

At this time, Shuanglong had already eaten and drank, and he gathered around Yue Chen and asked, "Master, have you asked? Where is Jun Jun now?"

They were born beggars. They were lonely and lonely since they were young. They didn't even know who their parents were. If they hadn't met Yue Chen, maybe in the early morning of one day, they would have frozen to death on the street.

All this is because of Yang Guang!This ignorant ruler is debauched and arrogant, and he is very happy with his achievements. He has made a traitor in the dynasty, and his loyal ministers are scattered. He has made several expeditions to Goryeo, opened up the Grand Canal, recruited strong people, and recruited husbands. Only these two casualties amounted to hundreds of thousands of people.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling sometimes in the dilapidated stone house, often thinking to themselves, if it wasn't for this faint, how happy they would be now if they didn't have their families destroyed?

Well, God is pitiful, let them meet Yue Chen.

At this time, in their eyes, Yue Chen was a brother and a father, and a teacher was a father. Even though Yue Chen said that he was going to assassinate Yang Guang, they did not hesitate, and they decided to go together without a trace of fear.

This is the trust in Yue Chen, and it is an almost blind worship of his strength.

Follow the master, absolutely right.

Yue Chen patted the two boys on the heads: "Master is out, is there anything else that can't be done? The Lord is resting in Guiyan Palace at this time. Now it's the third watch, let's move faster, come back in the morning, and there's still time to eat a meal. The bowl of fresh meat is chaotic, haha."

As soon as these words came out, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling both looked at Yue Chen with admiration, but Fu Junxi's head was about to explode.

"Mr. Hui is in Guiyan Palace today? Daxia Yue, what do you mean, we are going to assassinate Lord Hun tonight?!"

Yue Chen looked at her: "Is there any problem?"

"Of course!" Fu Junzheng frowned at the man in front of him who might not be his age.

Others may not know, but Fu Junxi knows it best in his heart. Even if Jun Shun is not sleeping in a certain palace, the palace is heavily guarded and scary. Surrounded by the masters of various sects and countless masters of big inner circles.

She entered the palace three times to assassinate, all of which were carefully planned, and each time she planned for no less than half a month, but she still fell short.

If it weren't for Fu Cailin's unique light-gong movement technique, Yu Wenhua would not be able to catch up with her, maybe he would have been a piece of loess already.

"There are so many experts around you, and the Forbidden Palace is heavily guarded, so let's make a plan?" Fu Junzheng squeezed her chin with her jade hand as she spoke.

But if he went back to plan, wouldn't the things that Yue Chen found out today would be empty?

It's hard, it's hard!

Yue Chen saw how cute she was holding her chin in thought, she stepped forward lightly, grabbed her shoulders violently, and stared at her with a pair of star eyes.

When Fu Junxiu was alive, how could he have been so close to a man, not to mention the person in front of him, who was still his favorite person. At the moment, his pretty face was flushed with shame, and his face was buried low, not daring to look directly.

Yue Chen looked at her shy look and said with a chuckle, "Miss Fu, you assassinated the stunned three times, how well did you plan?"

Fu Jun's voice was like a mosquito: "I dare not say that it is seamless, but it is still comprehensive..."

"Then why can't you get it?"

"Yang Guang is suspicious and cunning. I assassinated him three times, but all of them failed..."

Yue Chen let go of her shoulders and held Fu Junxu's slender hands: "Planning and strategy are all your ways of doing things. I don't rely on this to kill people."

As soon as these words came out, Fu Junyu was stunned. If he killed a rogue, of course, there was no need to plan, but at this time, he was going to kill an emperor!Not to mention the assassination of the nine-five-year-old, even if it is to kill the leader of a big gang, it still needs the right time and place, right?

At the moment, I was also very puzzled, and asked in a low voice: "Not relying on strategy, planning, relying on what?"

Yue Chen curved his lips and smiled: "It depends on your mood."

Fu Junzheng took a breath and turned to a wry smile. Yes, this man is not an ordinary Jianghu master, but a great master who is comparable to his master.

In his eyes, killing Yang Guang is almost the same as killing a hooligan on the side of the road.

Since it is to kill hooligans, what plan is there?

Yue Chen squeezed three fingers and said leisurely: "In the face of extreme force, all strategies and tactics are pale and powerless."

Chapter 189 Sending You On Your Way

Return to Yan Palace.

After the third watch, Yang Guang, who was supposed to be sleeping, had to set up a banquet and continue drinking after going around the emperor's exclusive river from Linjiang Palace to Guiyan Palace.

This is very unreasonable.

The two most favored ministers, the inner servant Yu Shiji and the imperial censor Wei Yun, were escorting Yang Guang to Guiyan Palace.

Since Yang Guang came quietly, only in the side hall, the soldiers outside the door were all fully armed with black robes and black armor.

The candles in the side hall were not very bright, and swayingly illuminated the dancing palace maids in the center of the hall.

This should be the time to sleep, but the emperor wants to sing and dance to cheer, who dares not to obey?

Especially for this tyrant who regards human life as a must.

So even though it was late at night, the dancing and playing were extraordinarily hard.

On the ten-meter-wide dragon platform, there are beautiful concubines and concubines, at least twenty people, and the center is generally surrounded by the dragon seat.

Under the Dragon Terrace, at least there are hundreds of imperial guards surrounding the Gaotai.

On the high dragon chair sits the pinnacle of power, the emperor Yang Guang.

Yang Guang supported his head with his hands and looked at the song and dance indifferently. The concubine beside him peeled the fruit and brought it to his mouth.

Yang Guang opened his mouth mechanically, chewing blankly while eating.

Delicious and juicy fruit that tastes like chewing in the mouth.

He was already very tired and sleepy, but he didn't know why, he just didn't want to sleep or touch women, he just wanted to sit on this dragon chair.

He had an inexplicable feeling that all of this seemed to leave him at any time, and he had to seize every moment of time for this last enjoyment.

Yu Shiji stood up and stood up with a glass of wine in his hand: "Your Majesty, my ministers toast you with a cup, to help His Majesty live forever, and the legacy of the Sui Dynasty will last forever."

If he heard such words in normal times, Yang Guang would definitely have a good drink.

But today, the concubine picked up the wine glass, but Yang Guang didn't take it either, and just let the concubine's hand holding the wine glass lie empty, and Yu Shiji just stood there dumbfounded.

He didn't speak, didn't hold the wine glass, the concubine had to hold it like that, and Yu Shiji had to stand with the wine glass over his head.

Yang Guang's eyes were empty and weak, and the ten years of singing and singing every night had hollowed out the body of the emperor.

Even if no one rebelled, he would not have lived for a few more years.

Now, he can only live by the words "Longevity is boundless" and "Shoubi Nanshan".

In the hall, in addition to Yu Shiji and Wei Yun, there are Yu Wenzhiji, who is on duty tonight, and Sima Dekan, the commander of the Imperial Army.

The four of you look at me, I look at you, and don't know what happened to Yang Guang.

But who dares to ask?Are you willing to gamble with your life on what Yang Guang, a moody tyrant, is thinking?

No one dares.

Sima Dekan picked up the wine glass and drank angrily.

In the past few days, Li Yuan had already rebelled openly, and some people had deducted the Guards' salaries. His general Dou Xian led the reorganized Guards and fled, but he did not dare to tell Yang Guang that once he said Well, it was him who was unlucky.

Dasui's country is going to die.

Yang Guang just stared at the empty hall door and lost himself.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a monster come in.

It is indeed a monster. This monster has three heads, four hands, and six legs, but only walks on two legs. The other four legs are rowing aimlessly in the air.

In recent years, in order to prolong his lifespan, Yang Guang has found a lot of peculiar talents, and Wei Tai has refined the so-called elixir of immortality.

Those medicines are basically things that make a big difference and make up for it. After eating it and consuming it again, his already weak body collapsed even more severely.

So sometimes he would have hallucinations, because of his hallucinations, he pushed out the courtiers who came to see them and cut them off, countless.

So what is this strange thing?Is it a hallucination?Or is there really a ghost to claim his life?

Yang Guang is depraved, but he is by no means stupid. On the contrary, he is a well-read and intelligent emperor.

As for the various deeds of King Zhou, as for the strange anecdotes that happened when King Zhou died in the end, he also knew about it, but he never took it seriously.

At this time, this scene made him feel terrified.

Is this what he came to ask for my life?

With a loud shout, Yang Guang woke up from the dream-like situation.

Yu Wenzhi stood up and said, "There are assassins! Escort!"

The heavily armed guards under the dragon platform held the halberd in their hands and agreed to the outside world.

Sima Dekan also exclaimed: "Where are the Imperial Guards outside the hall?!"

Originally, as soon as the long drink came out, the guards surrounding the hall would swarm into the hall, slaughtering all those who came to assassinate.

But today, no.