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"Dark Soul, it seems that the fox can't help but show its tail at last." In the meditation room, Ling Han leaned on the couch and said this casually.

Dark Soul smiled and replied, "yes, this time, we have to cut off his fox tail completely." ”

And how would those people who were surrounded outside know that they had to pay a price to open the door of this Rosewood Palace.

Tonight, the people in the temple rested on time, and the entire Rosewood Palace was as silent as in the past.

"Squeak!" When the heavy gate of the Rosewood Palace was opened and the people sent by the national teacher rushed in, they still met stubborn resistance.

Ling Han with no more than 100 guards, although brave, but after all, it is difficult to defeat the four hands with two fists, retreating to the main hall, the golden statue of the Buddha with compassion stands dullly in the middle of the hall, under the fight of the two teams, splashed with thick blood, the oil lamp of the temple ** is also extinguished in the sword and sword shadow.

Some of them had already stormed the backyard, only a few steps away from the meditation room, but just when they thought victory was in sight, the guards who had only been retreating all stepped up their offensive and rushed into another group of people from outside the Rosewood Palace, trapping them in the hall.

At this time, Ling Han's meditation room was lit with candles.

"It's pretty much there!" Ling Han's slightly playful voice remembered in the room: "Go and spread my will, as long as you are willing to surrender, you will leave a way to live, and if you are unwilling, you will go to worship the Buddha." ”

"Yes!" The dark soul strode out of the door, and the shrill voice that he usually pretended to be was particularly loud at this moment: "Stop, pass on the emperor's will, those who return to obedience will not be held responsible, and those who disobey will not be killed." ”

The sound of the war cessed abruptly at this sound. Then there is the sound of weapons thrown on the ground, and the person who knows the times is Junjie, which is clearly to catch turtles in the urn that has been arranged, and it is in vain to resist.

Ling Han didn't send someone to inquire about the mastermind, because he knew that he was the national teacher, even if he went to confront him, he would never admit it, after so many years of slippery, if he hadn't been able to clear himself every time, he would have died eight hundred times, this time such a big thing, he must have been ready to retreat, and if he really tracked it down, he wouldn't be able to find his name.

In the early morning of the second day, the national teacher went to the early court as usual, the people sent yesterday were all first-class masters, plus the number of people, the emperor, most of them could not live, according to the hour, the matter of the red sandalwood palace should be transmitted back to the palace should be just the early dynasty, when the emperor died, the court was in chaos, and the forces that had been prepared would support him on the throne.

Halfway through the early dynasty, the belated wind soul entered the council hall.

"I said Lord Feng, you and I are ordered to supervise the country, and you only came here after three poles of the sun, which is obviously a contempt for the holy will." Seeing this, the national teacher put up a stand and reprimanded.

"National teacher, it's not that I'm not punctual, it's just that something happened in the Rosewood Palace." Feng Soul looked a little anxious: "There was an assassin in the Purple Sandalwood Palace last night, and I only learned the news in the morning, I just sent someone over there to rescue the driver, and now the emperor is a little injured." ”

"The emperor is injured? How that should be! When the other courtiers heard this, they all stepped forward to ask the national teacher for advice with the wind spirit.

"Now that several assassins have been caught, the mastermind behind them is the National Teacher." The wind soul looked sharply at the national teacher.

"The Qing is self-purifying, I haven't done this, you don't want to plant this matter on me, don't you just want to get rid of me and monopolize the power, everyone, you don't fall for the tricks of the wind soul, maybe he is a thief shouting to catch a thief." The national teacher was not panicked, and his face was calm.