Chapter 53: The Phantom of the Palace

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"Hey, hey, hey, Brother Linglong, if I'm not mistaken, my nephew Ying wants to make a contribution this time, so he must have gone to the palace to hide. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoDon't say it, you have to grind this kid's temperament, it's easy to suffer if you're too arrogant! Ao Mo seemed to suddenly realize something, and replied with some self-inflicted wisdom.

"What the hell are these pig brothers and nephews doing?" Shui Linglong still didn't understand Ao Mo's words.

"Brother Linglong, don't get me wrong, if my guess is correct, it must be that Brother Pig suddenly thought of something and made the decision. This matter must have something to do with Xiong Ying, and it is inconvenient for him to say it in public, so it is mysterious. ā€

"We're not outsiders, so what's not to say to us?" Shui Linglong's tone of voice was a little excited.

"I think Brother Pig just wanted to arouse Xiong Ying's anger and deliberately did it for us."

"Then why did Brother Pig anger his nephew? They are father and son! "The water spirit dragon still can't grind this bend. If a person drills the tip of the horns, he will definitely not be able to get out, and the current situation of the water spirit dragon makes him lose the ability to judge the problem.

"Brother Linglong, I think Nuwei will send a killer this time, and it won't be an ordinary character. As for Xiong Ying, he is arrogant, and Brother Pig is about to sharpen his temperament, let him suffer a little, gain a little knowledge, and be more restrained in the future. "Although Ao Mo is young, he has experienced more things than Shui Linglong, so there is such a speculation.

"So Brother Pig isn't targeting us?" Shui Linglong had an epiphany and said gloomily.

"Hehe, Brother Linglong, of course not. I guess Brother Pig didn't sleep at all, and he couldn't sleep either, so he might be watching all this from the shadow in that corner. Ao Mo was very confident at this time, and as he spoke, he glanced at Zhu Ganglie's bedroom out of the corner of his eye.

"Hahaha, those who know me, Brother Mo! Brother Linglong is still less experienced. A voice came from all directions, towards Shui Linglong and Ao Mo.

As soon as the two of them heard the voice, they knew that it was Zhu Ganglie, although the other party was shouting in a pinched voice.

Ao Mo happily shouted in the direction from which the voice came: "Brother Pig, will you show up quickly?" Ying nephew should be gone, and your purpose should be achieved. ā€

"It's coming!" When the sound came, Pig Gangle appeared in front of them, coming and going like a ghost.

He had an apologetic smile on his face.

Shui Linglong didn't buy the account that Zhu Gang listed, and twisted his face away angrily, deliberately ignoring him.

Zhu Ganglie turned to Shui Linglong again, still with a flattering look, bent over and arched his hand: "Brother Linglong, Brother Mo understands me, don't be angry." ā€

"You scream at Brother Linglong, but do you treat me as a brother? You know I'm impatient, I can't turn when I speak, and my brain is slow to react, and you're still hiding something from me like this. I'm so anxious! The water spirit dragon's face sank like water, and he shouted aggrievedly.

"Okay, okay, Brother Linglong, my brother is also in a hurry, and he made a sudden decision. In order not to show the bottom, there is only 'cut first and then played'. Pig Ganglie still stammered.

Ao Mo also played a round for Zhu Ganglie on the side, "Brother Linglong, what Brother Zhu said is right, don't be unforgiving, the matter is urgent, you can't delay, let's see how Brother Pig arranges next?" ā€

"Hey, brother will bully honest people! That's it, focus on the overall situation, what are you going to do next? Shui Linglong was also pretending to be angry, and since he had said it, his dissatisfaction had also disappeared.

"At the beginning, I received a message that I really wanted to enter the palace to meet my senior brother and explain everything, but I suddenly had a bad idea. If the four of us go together, the target is too big, and we are afraid that the opponent will find out that he suddenly stops or hides and waits for an opportunity, then we will be passive. After all, the enemy is in the dark, and we are in the light. Furthermore, if we tell my brother that there is an assassin, he will send troops to guard the palace, and then our actions will be constrained, and the assassins will not be able to hide. Even if Senior Brother believes us and doesn't send the Yulin Army to escort us, the news will leak if we don't keep it even. If the assassins don't show up, some people will take advantage of the situation, saying that we are spreading false news and creating a terrifying atmosphere, and then we will have a hundred mouths to explain in vain. You say, 'Who will believe us?' ā€

As soon as Zhu Ganglie explained this, Shui Linglong and Ao Mo woke up like a dream, and said in unison: "You have thought so much about a meal, I admire it!" ā€

"That's why I want you to stay sober and keep your heads up." Pig Ganglie said with a smile.

"Brother, do you know that Xiong Ying is young and vigorous, and there is no one in his eyes, so he will be the first to take him away, so you are not afraid that he will leak the news?" After Shui Linglong had an epiphany, he analyzed it and said worriedly.

"Brother Linglong has made progress! Do you think Xiong Ying's personality would do that? Zhu Ganglie praised it at the right time, and Shui Linglong asked rhetorically.

Shui Linglong pondered for a while, and then replied, "Well, it's me who is too worried. Brother's move will only arouse Xiong Ying's high fighting spirit, and he is desperate to prove his strength to us, right? ā€

"Brother Linglong, it's getting dark, let's listen to what Brother Pig arranges, right?" Ao Mo looked up at the dim sky and reminded kindly.

"Well, that's it," Zhu Ganglie beckoned, and Shui Linglong and Ao Mo understood and leaned over together.

The artist is bold, and the bold art is higher.

Xiong Ying is indeed pretending. He trotted into the latrine and covered his nose for a moment. I thought to myself: "I don't care how my father-in-law arranged? But with you in front of you, I can't show my Xiong Ying's ability. I might as well sneak into the palace alone, hide, and be the first to rush out if the Assassins attack. With my two artifacts in my hands, the assassin didn't want to slip away from the master's hands. Thinking of this, Xiong Ying snickered. Seeing that he was still in the latrine, he took two mouthfuls in a row, twisted his body, and disappeared.

Xiong Ying was very excited on the way to the palace, "I finally got rid of the shackles of my elders, and I felt like a caged bird flying into the sky." Hum! My father-in-law told me to keep a low profile, and he said that there was a sky outside the sky. What day? Except for his father-in-law, the master is not convinced, and tonight is the time for the master to become famous. ā€

Xiong Ying's skill was as fast as lightning, and he quickly came to the top of the palace, and then landed on the branch of a tall dragon locust tree like a big bird to observe.

His eyes were like lamps, and he looked down on the whole palace.

No information was received in the palace, as usual. The patrolling Yulin Army came and went, exchanging passwords from time to time. By this time it was getting dark, and the palace was lit with lights, like the stars in the sky.

Xiong Ying had never been to the palace and didn't know where King Yu lived, so he judged by the number of Yulin troops or the number of guards in front of the palace gate. He saw that the lights in a small courtyard to the northwest seemed to be brighter. There were also many Yulin troops and guards, and they guessed that it should be where King Yu lived, so they pounced like a small black line.

Xiong Ying found the best place on the palace room and hid, paying close attention to the movements below, and looking around from time to time.

There was no moonlight tonight, but there seemed to be a lot more stars, and occasionally a meteor pierced the silent night sky and disappeared. The northeast wind of four to five degrees made the yellowish leaves shiver, and from time to time the leaves that could not bear the cold floated down and lay quietly on the ground.

Xiong Ying's first contact with the battle was full of excitement, like a tiger that had just come out of the cage, eager to try. The northeast wind blew the placket of his garment, and he wrapped it vigorously on the large belt, and then shrank in the dark, staring at everything in the courtyard.

The night was getting darker, and there was still no movement at all.

"The master is impatient, why haven't you come yet?" Xiong Ying was a little anxious, stretched out her arms, and kicked her numb legs, but she didn't expect to kick off a piece of glazed tile.

'Smack, smack, smack,' fell to ......the ground and shattered.

The sound immediately alarmed the guards.

The two guards ran to the broken tiles, looked at them, raised their heads and shouted at them, "Hey...... who's up there?" ā€

Xiong Ying was in a hurry and hurriedly imitated the sound of two cats fighting.

When one of the guards heard this, he smiled and said, "Brother, it's two cats." Hmph, a false alarm! ā€

The other was not convinced, and looked up and asked, "Who is there?" If you don't come out again, I'm going to release the arrows. As he spoke, he drew his bow from behind him and took out an arrow to shoot.

"Meow! Meow! This time the cat's meow was even more vicious than the previous one.

"Let's go, what are you fighting with cats, don't waste arrows." The one of the guards took him away.

Xiong Ying breathed a sigh of relief, looked around again, and thought, "He's brewed, I won't be exposed, right?" Hopefully, the Assassins haven't arrived yet. ā€

Everything is quiet again.

Bang, Bang, Bang, Tianjiao three watches. I don't know when the wind stopped, and a thin mist fell like smoke.

Xiong Ying's sleepiness came up. He tried to keep his eyes open, but he still couldn't resist the Sandman's attack. Just when he seemed to be asleep, a small ghostly black shadow floated past him not far from the roof beside him.

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