Youth's Cultivation

"Who do you think I am?" Wang Xiaohu looked at the moon with a bad smile.

The moon shadow turned red, but twisted his head and ignored Wang Xiaohu.

"How about the bridal chamber tonight?" Wang Xiaohu came to the moon shadow's ear.

The moon shadow was startled. I don't know whether it was because of Wang Xiaohu's sudden move or because of that sentence.

"You... Cheeky, go to your princess's bridal chamber!" The moon shadow hummed softly. It seems to think that Wang Xiaohu is a talkative guy. He has a thief's heart but no thief's courage

Wang Xiaohu turned his eyes and competed to recruit relatives, so he wouldn't join the excitement.

"Martial arts competition? What am I doing there? " Wang Xiaohu rolled his eyes.

"You, you didn't promise the army commander, and the emperor soul formula..." the moon shadow said in surprise.

"It's silly to say you're stupid. Do you think I can get the imperial soul formula if I win the game in the end? Not to mention whether the emperor will make trouble, the southwest princess will not allow me to get the imperial soul formula. Well, you can rest assured to watch the play here. I have to hurry up to find the imperial soul formula... "

Wang Xiaohu said, got up and left.

The moon shadow was stunned for a long time, but Wang Xiaohu didn't go to the martial arts competition to recruit relatives. Her discomfort seemed to disappear

...

Wang Xiaohu has already clearly understood the structure of the northwest prefectural palace, but he is not sure where the imperial soul formula will be hidden. He can only look for it in a few places.

Although he couldn't use his spiritual power to change his appearance, Wang Xiaohu was ready. He found a suit of clothes for the servants of the northwest prefectural palace, and even his waist token was the same.

He hung his waist tag on his waist and swaggered into the gate of the northwest Prefecture.

Because of the martial arts competition to recruit relatives, there are many servants and bodyguards in and out, so Wang Xiaohu is not remarkable at all.

There are eight hundred servants in the prefecture. No one will remember everyone's face.

Wang Xiaohu entered calmly all the way, and there are two places he wants to explore. The imperial soul formula is only accessible to the northwest prefects, which must be at the core.

Northwest County King's study and bedroom.

Although Wang Xiaohu has no mind, his cultivation has reached the middle stage of Wu Sheng. He has a clear ear and eyes. The needle can be heard within tens of feet. After entering the inner house, he tries his best to avoid the patrolling guards and maid servants. After all, ordinary servants are not qualified to enter the inner house, and the number will not be too large. A strange face is likely to attract suspicion.

Before finding the imperial soul formula, Wang Xiaohu didn't want to scare the snake.

In the bedroom, it is not luxurious, but it is a bit simple and elegant. Incense curls up in a censer.

At a glance, Wang Xiaohu didn't see anything special and didn't leave

But after looking around, I didn't seem to find any secret rooms, dark spaces or the like. I had to leave and go to the study to explore.

Outside the study, two bodyguards stood with guns. Wang Xiaohu looked at it from a distance and was thinking about how to enter it silently, but suddenly retracted his head.

"Who..."

One bodyguard's head was on his side, but his eyes were dark. Others pinched his neck and cracked his throat, killing him instantly. The other bodyguard was stabbed in his throat by a sword before he could shout!

The bodies of two bodyguards were dragged into the study