In the evening, Pang Ruolan made a pot of stewed meat and sent it to Qian Mo and Qianyu, she came to the door and instructed the family to send another share to Qingling of Bao'er Pavilion.

At night, although she was unwell, Pang Ruolan still beat her spirits, and with the cooperation of Qian Mo, she got rid of the secret guards of the imperial court and the martial arts people who chased and killed her, and came to the worry-free mansion in the eastern suburbs outside the city.

She took off her coat, hid behind a tree, took a voice-changing pill, and put on a veil and walked into the house.

"Master, you're here." Seeing Pang Ruolan, she greeted her without worry.

"You go to the Qitian Inn on the outskirts of the city to find Shui Tian, the master of the Qingshui Sect, and tell her that Youlan is okay, let her go back." Pang Ruolan observed the worry-free reaction, and saw that he really frowned and looked sad.

"My subordinates and subordinates are deeply unwell, can I find someone else to inform them?" Worry-free's face burned by the fire was full of sorrow, and he looked at Pang Ruolan pleadingly.

He didn't know that the master at this moment was Youlan.

"Okay, then you can find someone you can trust." Pang Ruolan's gaze swept over the red birthmark on Wu Wu's arm, but there was a circular notch in the middle of a rectangle, as if someone had specially painted it.

The last time I drank with Shui Tian, who came to save me, the pattern embroidered with gold thread on the sleeves and cuffs of the slightly drunk Shui Tian was exactly the same as the worry-free birthmark. At that time, seeing that the cuff pattern was stained by the wine, Shui Tian's face changed abruptly, and he hurriedly wiped it.

Pang Ruolan couldn't help but strengthen her guess, worry-free or acquaintance with Shui Tian.

"This pill is made of flowers and plants, take it to the pharmacist to study, if the effect is very good, make more of it." Pang Ruolan took out the pill that Qian Yu gave her when she was bathing from her arms.

"Yes." Carefree bowed slightly. Retreated.

To enter the underground palace from the secret passage of Sanssouci Mansion, you need to go through a long tunnel, and Pang Ruolan is walking alone in it for the first time at night, and her heart is full of feelings.

The firelight lit at night in Sanssouci Mansion is reflected through the pieces of glass, faintly illuminating the long tunnel, and the firelight is dappled, with a kind of quiet and charming beauty. Although the ground under her feet was cold, the temperature of the tunnel was as warm as spring, and Pang Ruolan breathed in the fresh air and felt the taste of the dark night.

The so-called one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither. Doesn't that have to be the case?

Think so. Although she had her own secret organization, she was not happy. Qianqian's jade fingers gently caressed the slippery wall, the skin of her fingertips shining with a moving luster in the firelight, and Pang Ruolan slowly walked towards the palace that belonged to her.

"Who?!" A woman's voice suddenly rang out. At the same time, what appeared in front of Pang Ruolan was the figure of a woman in black.

"Killing Intent Pavilion Master." Pang Ruolan gently spit out four words in her mouth. The woman's movements stopped.

"The subordinates are black and white. See Lord Pavilion. "The woman in black is about 30 years old, with sincere eyes, and she kneels on one knee.

"This is the antidote. Take it on time and eat it. Pang Ruolan's lips opened slightly, the corners of her mouth hooked a good-looking arc, and said: "Your sense of precaution is good, Youlan has already told me about you, Xiaoxiang, let's work together." ”

"Thank you Pavilion Master, this favor will be repaid." With tears in Xiaoxiang's eyes, Pang Ruolan couldn't help but recall the scene when she first met her......

When the death row prisoner who was placed alone was about to leave with Pang Ruolan at the head of the prison, he suddenly seemed to be exercising, his hands were dancing with iron chains, and he looked at Pang Ruolan's mouth with a "whoosh" sound.

Pang Ruolan, who was startled, hurriedly turned around and saw blood flowing down the woman's arm wrapped in iron chains running down her tattered clothes. She couldn't help but start noticing the woman in her chains, who was about 30 years old, with a hint of evil in her eyes, and her hair was scattered over her face.

"Let's go, is Mo'er there?" Pang Ruolan motioned for the woman to lead the way, and the two walked towards the underground palace.

"Commander Mo'er is training the killers in the underground palace with hidden weapon formations, and the cooperation between the killers needs to be improved." Xiaoxiang reported the current progress to Pang Ruolan.

"The tunnel is dark, and even if the light is introduced, it won't be very bright, so we have to rely on rote memorization to memorize the dark lattices on the wall every few meters with the actuator. Tens of thousands of darts are the most defensive at both ends; Near the underground palace lot with a thick needle, customized is about half a centimeter of iron flying needle; In front of the dungeon, all the poisonous needles are set up, as small as one millimeter, tens of thousands. Pang Ruolan instructed Xiaoxiang, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Remember, the antidote to the poison needle is placed in the nearby underground palace." ”

"Subordinates remember." Xiaoxiang led Pang Ruolan to the front of the underground palace, where the lights were bright, and the sound of killing was endless.

When Pang Ruolan stepped on the jade paving ground and the walls were inlaid with silver, the surroundings suddenly quieted down, followed by the sound of kneeling on the ground.

In front of him, 32 killers, 5 beggars, and Mo'er all knelt on one knee, waiting for instructions.

"The last operation was very successful and I am satisfied. However, the task will not be so simple in the future, and you will face the danger head-on. The dungeon echoed with Pang Ruolan's serious tone after changing her voice.

"Swear allegiance!"

"Swear allegiance!!"

"Swear allegiance to !!"

All the men in black shouted in unison, expressing their determination.

"Good. I will protect your ancestral graves as agreed between us, so that your loved ones can rest in peace for generations. Pang Ruolan's clothes fluttered and she helped Mo'er up.

"Everyone, please get up! In the future, I hope that everyone can practice the hidden weapon formation diligently under the guidance of Mo'er and black and white impermanence. I hope you can all live and live to protect your deceased loved ones, you are their hope and the future of your family. People live a breath, no matter what we have experienced before, and the life after that, but we want to be worthy of our hearts. Pang Ruolan encouraged the crowd and distributed the antidote amid loud applause.

"Okay, you guys go on, practice for a while and rest early, everyone has worked hard!" At Pang Ruolan's instructions, Mo'er and Xiaoxiang organized the killers to continue practicing.

Walking slowly into the palace in front of her, her fingers brushing over the stone wall inlaid with agate, Pang Ruolan couldn't help but admire the superb skills of the workers and masters.

The palace hall is facing the secret passage of the entrance of the underground palace, and there is a phoenix chair inlaid with gold in the middle of the hall, and the phoenix carved on it is lifelike, soaring through the clouds. The phoenix chair is covered with precious and bright yellow silk, layered on top of each other, indescribably elegant.

Pang Ruolan did not sit down, but came to the rest rooms on both sides of the palace. Each room is equipped with gold and jade pillows, satin embroidered bedding, 10 centimeters thick goose down carpet spread all over the corners of the room, including under the bed, and in the Nanmu bookcase, a variety of ancient books are placed; In the agarwood wardrobe, there are several sets of men's and women's costumes, all of which are matched with bedding and can correspond to the color of the dress.

Pang Ruolan couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, this place was no different from the Endless Killing Intent Hall she had designed earlier.

Sweeping his gaze outward, the killers in the Killing Intent Pavilion were diligently practicing the hidden weapon formation, and none of them were slacking off.

Pang Ruolan stepped out of the main hall and inspected the residences of the secret guards and killers, all of which were unified on both sides of the dungeon. The wardrobe and tables and chairs in the room are full of Huanghuali carved peony patterns, the top silk of the bed is filled with goose down, and each person has ten sets of black clothes of the same style, the cuffs are tightened, and only when the task is made, the wrist is tied with a colored cloth strip for identification.

The color varies every day, and it is temporarily set before each mission.

Thinking like this, Pang Ruolan felt that there was not much wrong, so she greeted Mo'er and walked in the direction of the Nine Heavens Pavilion on the other side of the tunnel.

As soon as she walked to the underground passage of the Nine Heavens Pavilion, she heard the cry of Yoshiji on the ground. (To be continued.) )