Wang Ma hates rainy days, crackling, crackling, disturbing people's upset, sleeping at night is not sweet, and the more disturbing wind, everywhere, blowing through the leaves and beams outside, making a whining sound, like a hanged ghost crying, very unlucky.

Bang, the wooden window of Wang Ma's room was blown open, raindrops mixed with the wind, swept in, lying on the bed, Zheng Meimei snoring Wang Ma couldn't help but shiver, in her dream, she was dreaming that she was drowning in the cold water, no matter how she tried to swim her hands, she couldn't struggle, and on the shore, there were people happily beating gongs and drums, so happy and lively.

With Wang Ma's temper, where can I endure others teasing me so much, pointing to the noses of everyone on the shore and scolding, this scolding doesn't matter, Gollum drank two sips of cold water, startled, Wang Ma sat up from the bed suddenly, in a cold sweat, looking around in confusion, the windowsill opened and closed in the wind and rain, banging, a small puddle has accumulated under the windowsill, sparkling,

Wang Ma scolded a foul word, reluctantly got up from the bed, wrapped a big jacket, greeted God's seventh uncle and grandfather, walked to the window and reached out to grab the window sill, um? What is that in the yard? Why is it white? Rubbing her eyes, Wang Ma squinted, the wind and rain were too strong, and she still couldn't see clearly, but there was indeed something in that place.

Wang Ma snorted coldly, grabbed a wooden stick, damn thief, actually stole from your Wang Ma, see if I don't kill you!

Wang Ma had a loud voice and a hot temper, and she was about to do it if she didn't agree with her, waving a wooden stick twice, wearing a robe, walking out of the room, passing through the corridor, and walking towards the white expanse with great momentum.

"Look at me, you can't beat you to cry dad and call mother......." Wang Ma scolded as she walked, and when she saw the white expanse in the wind and rain, her voice was stuck in her throat.

Where is the thief, it is clear that there are no less than 100 dead soldiers dressed in white, carrying scimitars, kneeling on their knees, and in front of the 100 people, it is the little prince Li Xiuce!

Hundreds of dead people turned their heads in unison and looked at Wang Ma, the murderous aura in their eyes fell on Wang Ma through the rain curtain, Wang Ma, who had already beaten all over the neighborhood on the tenth street, had never seen such a formation, and her heart couldn't help but be stunned, and she subconsciously took two steps back.

With a brush, hundreds of dead soldiers pulled out their scimitars in unison, and the light of the knife cut through the rain, mixed with the sound of the wind, and rushed to Wang Ma along the murderous eyes.

With a bang, the wooden stick fell to the ground, and Wang Ma's eyes rolled and she fainted in the rain.

Li Xiuce walked into the rain, and an umbrella was already covered above his head to block the wind and rain.

Glancing at the person holding the umbrella beside him, Li Xiuce opened his mouth and said, "Xue Xiangsong, this king asked you to do everything, and you did it well?"

Xue Xiangsong hurriedly nodded: "Lord Wang, everything you ordered has been done, the arsenal has been conquered, the three thousand Xuanjia troops can also be sent at will, and the sticky pole is completely under the control of the minions, and the entire Tai'an City is in your pocket......"

Li Xiuce waved his hand: "These are all trivial matters, the most important thing, have you done it?"

Xue Xiangsong smiled: "It's already done." ”

Li Xiuce nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and patted Xue Xiangsong's shoulder: "After this king ascends the throne and becomes the emperor, you are the founding father, what you promised will naturally help you realize, and you can also take Wang Siying's head, but if this king finds out that you have the slightest dissenting intentions, yin and yang are violated, this king can only kill you first, those who melt wealth and fame, this king will still reward you, but you can only enjoy it in the underworld." ”

Xue Xiangsong knelt on the ground with a puff: "Please rest assured, Xue Xiangsong will definitely bow to death and die, this life is the head of the prince, Xue Xiangsong knows the severity, please rest assured!"

After Chu Renfeng left Beijing, Xue Xiangsong and Wang Siying were in charge of the sticky rod together, with Xue Xiangsong's means and ability, he thought that three times two divided by five could solve the weak body of the reader, in the initial confrontation, Xue Xiangsong did take the initiative, Wang Siying's life hung by a thread several times, and there was almost no way out, but the truth is so strange, Wang Siying not only did not remove his name from the sticky rod, but gradually gained a foothold because of a few wonderful chess, and built his own forces, and then wanted to take Wang Siying's life, it was even more difficult. At this time, the little prince appeared, and promised a lot of benefits, much more than he imagined, which was something he dared to imagine when he dreamed, and the little prince told him a lot of secrets, one of which made Xue Xiangsong stand firmly behind Li Xiuce - His Majesty is now the daughter of Li Yuanhao! Hearing this news, Xue Xiangsong's blood surged, and he was shocked and speechless, a female son of heaven? If the imperial court knew this news, the country of Great Wei would change hands.

"Get up, enter the palace!" Li Xiuce said, stepping into the rain and walking in the direction of the Forbidden City.

Xue Xiangsong greeted a dead man in white and gave two orders in a low voice, and the dead man in white stayed in the house, standing under the pavilion, like a ghost.

Hundreds of white-clothed dead soldiers followed Li Xiuce into the palace, with the little prince of Da Wei, although the palace guards felt strange, but they also let go, only to see a white expanse in the rain.

Li Xiuce limped, did not go to the Qianqing Palace, did not go to the imperial study, but walked straight to the dilapidated Yinghua Palace: "Senior Wei, Li Xiuce invites you to go out of the mountain!"

The Yinghua Hall is in a mess all around, the wild grass grows, the wind and rain pour into the Yinghua Palace, a dry well receives the rainwater, and the bamboo in the corner of the wall is constantly swaying.

Xue Xiangsong's eyes flickered, his position was suffocated, and he subconsciously held the knife on his waist, the old immortal who had lived for two whole years, Wei Mocheng, who was invincible in Tai'an City, really existed! No wonder the little prince had to come to the Yinghua Palace first, Zhao Du led the battle to the north of the Great Wall, and Chu Renfeng was nowhere to be found, if there was the help of this old immortal, the prince's ascension to the throne would be eight times out of ten! But what means did the little prince rely on to obtain the support of this immortal, if he annoyed the old immortal...... The following things, Xue Xiangsong didn't dare to imagine.

Li Xiuce shouted, but no one in the Yinghua Hall answered, Li Xiuce smiled slightly: "Senior Wei, Li Xiuce invites you to go out of the mountain!"

Still did not answer, but the vision between heaven and earth, the raindrops falling from the sky suddenly stopped moving, hovering in the air, extremely mysterious, the next moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew, the raindrops that should have fallen from above stabbed obliquely, a drop of raindrop is a sword, countless drops of rain are countless swords, countless swords through the bodies of hundreds of white-clothed dead soldiers, blooming brilliant red, flesh and blood fell to the ground, as if painting an abstract painting on the ground.