Mo Wen looked at the good tea that Xianzong Niu should taste carefully, raised his eyebrows, looked at the smooth boulder ground in front of him, smiled with his eyebrows, but stopped talking.

Xianzong still felt thirsty, Mo asked not to speak, Xianzong cried, and he didn't dare to speak.

Gu Xinglang was sitting in a small sedan chair with a royal blue sedan body at this time, and Li Wan sat next to Gu Xinglang with his head down, the big boss followed behind the sedan chair, Xiao Wei walked in front of the head, and the group did not stop until they walked in front of the palace gate.

A general of the forbidden army personally lifted the sedan curtain.

Li Wan lowered her head and chin against her chest, and her nervous hands were pressed together.

"He's the one who guards the horses," Xiao Wei said beside the general.

The general felt that something was wrong with Li Wan, not to mention that the clothes didn't fit, this person was obviously trembling, a big internal guard escorted the horse master out of the palace, should he be so scared that he trembled? "Which commander are you?" The general of the forbidden army asked Li Wan.

Li Wan ruined her face after entering the palace, and she stayed in the Buddhist hall all the time, where can I know the names of the commanders of the Ouchi guards? At that moment, my body trembled even more.

"Why don't you leave?" Gu Xinglang reluctantly opened his eyes and said, "I'm not feeling well, how long will I have to wait?" ”

Xiao Wei stretched out his hand and put down the sedan curtain, and said, "General Liu, after the master returns home, he will have to see the imperial doctor, what do you think of this?" ”

General Liu said, "What about the token for them to leave the palace?" ”

"The Holy Lord's edict," Xiao Wei said, "Out of the palace token, General Liu can go and ask the father-in-law on duty beside the Holy Lord." ”

General Liu wanted to say something more, but another general surnamed Qian came over and said, "Since Master Ma is unwell, let's go back to the house as much as possible, don't delay the condition." ”

"Well," Gu Xinglang replied in the sedan chair, and when he heard it, he was lacking in strength.

"Let's go," Xiao Wei didn't wait for General Liu to speak, and ordered the two eunuchs who carried the sedan chair.

After the big boss followed the small sedan chair out of the imperial palace, he breathed the air outside the palace walls, although the air inside and outside the palace was no different, but the big boss just felt that he was alive again.

The two generals of the forbidden army watched Gu Xinglang and his party walk away, and General Qian whispered to his colleagues and friends: "The eldest princess and the Gu family are now being favored, what are you doing offending Gu Xinglang?" ”

"But the Ouchi guard in the sedan ......"

"Don't say it," General Qian interrupted General Liu's words and said, "Gu Xingnuo is still in charge of affairs in the palace, and the saint will not ask about it, what is wrong with you asking, who will you ask for credit?" ”

General Liu stopped talking now, the young lady of the Zhao family was the young master of the Yongsheng Temple, no matter how this matter was finally decided, General Liu didn't believe that the Zhao family could still turn over.

"But why doesn't the princess go back to the house with the princess?" General Qian said that his friend was silent, and he muttered to himself again.

General Liu didn't answer this, characters like the eldest princess, mortals like them can only look up, and if they get close, they will probably die, right?

And where is Yu Xiaoxiao now?

Yu Xiaoxiao was standing on one of the roofs of the small courtyard last night, standing here, and the entire small courtyard was unobstructed in Yu Xiaoxiao's eyes. In the small courtyard under the house, there were the bodies of three monks, looking at the bones, all three of whom were people who followed Wuhuan. Yu Xiaoxiao felt that she was late, and the death of these three Wuhuan's subordinates meant that Mo Wen had already done it.

I'll go.

Yu Xiaoxiao's feet lit like a drum on the roof tiles, and Brother Gu also asked her to be careful not to be followed by Mo Wen's people, but the intelligence work of the people had reached the point where they could find the enemy's Cheng Dù without tracking. What should I do now? Yu Xiaoxiao asked herself, will you go back and ask for someone Mowen?

Just when Yu Xiaoxiao was thinking about going back to the imperial palace, she heard a very slight moan behind her, Yu Xiaoxiao hurriedly turned around, there was still a small courtyard behind the house, but with Yu Xiaoxiao's eyesight, she didn't see that there was anyone coming in this courtyard. Jumping from the roof, Yu Xiaoxiao stood in the middle of the courtyard, holding her breath and listening carefully, and now even the sound of pedestrians on the street outside the courtyard could be heard clearly by Her Royal Highness the Princess.

In the dungeon, the dusty corpses smelled of decay after being left in the morning for night after night. The two hearts that fell on the ground were mutilated, and it is not known whether they had been eaten by rats or cockroaches.

The two monks stood in the cell and stared at the dusty corpse for a long time.

Outside the cell, Wu Huan stood against the wall, and five monks stood beside him, looking at him tightly.

"The monk who killed the dust generation, are you going to fight against the host to the end?" The monk standing in front of Wu Huan turned to look at Wu Huan as he spoke, this monk looked over seventy years old, but his eyes were bright, and he was a person with profound kung fu when he heard it.

Wuhuan was silent.

Standing on both sides, the two monks holding Wu Huan's hands saw that Wu Huan ignored the old monk's question, and they both worked their hands.

Wuhuan snorted.

The old monk looked at Wuhuan and shook his head, and said, "Back then, the host shouldn't have valued you. ”

Wu Huan waited for the pain in his wrist to pass before he said, "Let you, the master of the Warrior Monk's Academy, deal with me, it seems that the host still looks up to me." ”

The old monk said coldly: "What's the use of you being stubborn with the poor monk?" You still have to think about it, what are you going to tell him after you meet the host in a while. ”

Wu Huan still had a wooden mask on his face, and there were large blood stains on the mask, as if it had been stained with red paint.

"Take the dust with you," the old monk ordered, "take this man to the host." ”

Several monks pushed Wuhuan out.

The old monk seemed to be sure that Wuhuan would not dare to resist, and followed behind Wuhuan with his hands behind his back.

The two monks in the cell took off their robes, wrapped the dusty corpse, hugged one horizontally, chanted Amitabha, and then walked out of the cell.

In the eyes of these seven monks, Wu Huan, the national teacher of Zhu Ri, and the former young master of Yongsheng Temple are already a dead man, not to mention Zhu Ri, this person also killed two senior monks of the dust generation, such a crime, the host Mo asked not to execute Wu Huan, how to convince tens of thousands of monks in Yongsheng Temple?

The dungeon's room was opened, and the sunlight sore Joyless's eyes.

"Let's go!" The monk behind him pushed Wuhuan a hand.

Wu Huan stumbled forward, he was not injured, but his shoulder was dislocated, and several big points on his body were sealed, not to mention that his martial arts were lost, but if he wanted to fight against the seven monks behind him, he was more than capable of strength.

"Who?" The old monk had not yet left the dungeon door at this time, and suddenly asked in a loud voice.

Wuhuan was desperate in his heart and looked up.

Yu Xiaoxiao stood in front of Wu Huan with a small backlight, looked at the seven people behind Wu Huan, and said: "Your master must have been a woman in his last life, and after sleeping with you and getting pregnant, he was abandoned and killed by you, otherwise he would not have killed you so much in this life." ”

Wuhuan and the monks of the Eternal Life Temple......

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