【Imperial Palace】

Mo Xin looked at Nangong Li, who not only went and returned with a large number of secret guards, but also looked confused.

"Eh, Nangong Gongzi, it doesn't really help you to bring so many people, that killer is not something they can deal with. Why don't you let them go back? Mo Xin looked at the secret guards who disappeared into all corners of the palace, and said helplessly to Nangong Li, she has a humane spirit, how can she not watch so many good young people sacrifice in vain.

Nangong Li naturally knew that these secret guards might not be of much help, after all, he himself who was discovered at the first time had no way to take a step forward, not to mention these secret guards whose martial arts were worse than him? But if he didn't do anything, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

In the past, except for Fang Qiyan, who couldn't beat the big ice cube, he didn't intimidate the other masters of the rivers and lakes, and he was already one of the top masters of the rivers and lakes. But today, for the first time, he felt so useless.

"Your Highness the Eldest Princess, for your safety, I must do something! Otherwise, I will not be at ease, and of course I will not let them fight to the death due to the disparity in strength, but I can finally warn the wind. Nangong Li sighed and looked at Mo Xindao.

Mo Xin saw his tangled appearance and had no choice but to give up: "Okay, then you should be more careful yourself." ”

So Nangong Li stayed in the palace openly and openly to be the head of Mo Xin's guards, and Liu Cheng, who received the news of the assassination, immediately allocated a thousand elite iron-blooded soldiers from the military camp to make the palace inside and out.

The old emperor who received the news also wanted to send troops to protect him, but he was stopped by Fang Qiyan sending someone to stop him first. Then knowing how powerful the Northern Hurricane was to Mo Xin's personal soldiers, the old emperor was also relieved a lot, so he didn't do anything more, but just sent the eunuch who was waiting for him to the palace to greet him.

That night, Mo Xin still finished dinner and began to meditate and practice. Today's assassination really shocked her, although there was no danger in the end, but Mo Xin still raised her heart. After all, she is just an ordinary person, and this kind of life-and-death struggle is really the first time she has really faced it.

In the past, although I would encounter attacks from fierce beasts in the mountains, it was not as thrilling as this time. With a sense of spirit, she can usually detect the attack of the beast in advance. But this time, it was almost in front of her, and she realized. Therefore, she is now cultivating a lot more seriously than before, and she is also serious about learning the spells in the exercises.

Concentration Cultivation Point: When Mo Xin cultivated until midnight, she suddenly felt a familiar and intimate connection appear in her perception. Mo Xin interrupted his cultivation and found the other end of the connection through the induction of spiritual sense-Nangong Li.

At this moment, Nangong Li was meditating and cultivating on the roof. Mo Xin sensed it slightly, the corners of his lips pulled slightly, and he refined the fourth layer of his body...... What kind of immortal does this buddy cultivate?? No wonder she didn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations in him during the day, and her feelings were too weak.

Nangong Li, who was sitting quietly on the roof, also discovered Mo Xin, after all, he was mainly protecting Mo Xin, and cultivation was just a boring move. He had accidentally obtained this cultivation technique when he and Fang Qiyan went to a cemetery to explore a few years ago. Fang Qiyan can't use this thing, he can barely use it, but it's worse than chicken ribs! He's been practicing this thing for five years, and it's really easy to use as much internal strength as a body!

Originally, he had already given up this thing, but when he saw the scene of the little beggar and Mo Xin's fighting method today, he suddenly felt that although this thing was slow to connect, it was really better than the quality of internal force.