The wind is quiet, the moon is hidden, and there is still some time before dawn comes.

So there is no light.

Wang Jiuying asked a taboo question for assassins: "Are you?"

The stone didn't answer, but suddenly took a step, the ground shook, his hand was unveiled to her face, Wang Jiuying's face was gloomy, and the ten-fingered Burning Lotus Knife, the knife carried the strength that could cause blood to burn.

It doesn't matter who you are... Kill it first.

In this palace compound as deep as the sea, they are not friends after all.

Ding Ding Ding!!

Ten fingers poked like a needle on an iron plate, ringing, but bent.

The little palace maid only felt that her ten fingers were extremely sore, as if they were hitting the indestructible divine giant shield, and the next moment her neck was tight, breathing became difficult, her petite figure was slowly lifted, and then rudely overwhelmed, and she was pressed to her knees by unimaginable force.

The other hand of the "stone" slowly reached for her cheek, and ripped off with a stinging sound along the edge of the human skin mask.

Behind it, a somewhat pale and crazy melon seed face is revealed.

The little palace maid wanted to exert her strength, but the ten-fingered burning lotus couldn't do it, so she clenched it into a fist and beckoned it to hit the acupuncture point on the man's arm.

Click...

The hand was broken.

At this moment, Wang Jiuying knew how big the gap was between himself and the person in front of him.

But who is he?

How can it be so powerful?

And how can it feel so familiar to you?

Isn't it the ghost of Kohiro?

So close, the little palace maid followed her heart, and suddenly the appearance of the boy she had brought for four years suddenly appeared in her mind, getting along day and night, how could she not remember?

The boy slowly overlapped with the unimaginably powerful short stone in front of him.

And this speculation made Wang Jiuying excited, can a person really become a ghost when he dies?

The blood of this excitement swelled up, but the hand was stuck in the throat, and several coughs were made.

She punches and kicks.

But the stone was indifferent, and she was the only one who was hurt.

Like an innocent girl struggling in the hands of a giant beast.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from a distance, and soon Wang Jiuying saw several small teams of internal guards, surrounded by several courtyards.

She rolled her eyes, ignoring the fact that she had killed a lot of princes just now, and when she changed her mentality, she was about to shout "assassin", after all, she was a palace maid, and the person who grabbed her was mysterious and sneaky.

As if sensing her intentions, the stone let go of its hand and let her scream.

Wang Jiuying coughed pitifully, and his half-useless hand trembled and pointed at the person in front of him: "Thorn... Assassin!!"

These Ouchi who followed closely were all palace guards who had been entangled with the red-eyed demon before, and to some extent, they were all saved by this short man who held Fang Tian's halberd, so they followed, and when they saw this scene at this time, they were also stunned.

I don't know why this short master brother wants to attack a palace maid?

Li Hao took a step forward and was about to speak.

But the short man tore the black cloth on his face.

The cloth fluttered in the wind and fell in the cold moonlight.

A somewhat cold, immature, and majestic face was revealed.

The hood was also ripped off, and the loose black hair was blown by the wind.

Wang Jiuying was stunned.

Ouchi was stunned.

"Little... Little Prince!!"

"It's actually the little prince!"

"I knew that people with such strength would have no one else in the world except for the little prince!"

The Ouchi remembered the three red-eyed demons who were invulnerable just now, and they were completely suppressed by the little prince with a halberd in one hand, and they were simply enthusiastic.

The little prince just held the halberd at random, and the crescent moon of the halberd tip pressed on the shoulders of those demons, and the demons couldn't move until they were crushed into a lump of flesh, and then the halberd shoveled off the head.

"Innate Divine Power! Innate Divine Ability!"

"Yes, this is completely the power of ghosts and gods!! If it weren't for ghosts and gods, how could you subdue that kind of invulnerable demon!"

Wang Jiuying was stunned for a moment, and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar little prince, "You killed those three monsters?"

After she finished speaking, she regretted it, it stands to reason that there is chaos in the palace, and she only knows that demons are doing it, but who would know that the number of monsters is three?

But the black-haired little prince didn't investigate the meaning of this sentence, but just nodded, just like when the little palace maid asked him "Do you want to eat fried chicken legs tonight", he nodded the same way.

It's just that yesterday is a thing of the past.

The most hurtful thing in the world is that things are wrong, and what hurts even more is that in a moment, relatives are no longer relatives.

Everyone has secrets.

But what if this secret turns into a dagger and stabs at a loved one?

Wang Jiuying seemed to understand what the boy meant, and suddenly got up and threw himself towards the tip of Fang Tian's halberd, but the petite figure was still in the air, but it was pulled by a force of gravity.

Xia Guang grabbed her palace maid's clothes, paused slightly, and fell down heavily, making this former relative embarrassed like a dog eating, falling down and unable to stand up.

The bricks and tiles also cracked a little, revealing a few sinuous cobweb-like cracks.

This made Wang Jiuying feel that the skeleton of his whole body was scattered.

She barely stood up on her knees, but Xia Guang stood silently in front of her, overlooking this former relative, the black cloak under the moonlight was fierce like a fire burning the past.

"Ahem. . . Cough... Wang Jiu knew that Xiao Guang was unwilling and resentful, so he wanted to take revenge. ”

Wang Jiuying actually made a direct judgment, that is, the boy in front of him was a ghost.

Otherwise, where would it be so powerful?

And she killed him with her own hands, how could it go wrong?

"Then, kill me, so that we can settle down, and when Wang Jiu also becomes a ghost, no one is allowed to mention who owes whom, and then my sister will take you to eat fried chicken legs."

Good no good?

Actually, my sister didn't want to live for a long time. ”

The wound between the foreheads, the blood crawled like the roots of a tree all over the originally docile melon seed face.

And the word sister is to arouse a certain softness in the boy's heart, the two get along day and night for four years, every New Year is spent together by the two, in the lonely courtyard looking at the brilliant fireworks in the distance, and the firecrackers in the laughter, although one is a little prince, one is a little palace maid, but from strange to familiar, if you say the relationship, how can the word master and servant be clear?

A sister, but she thought she said it before she died.

Are there some words that can only be said at this time?

Xia Guang didn't look at her again, but walked past her, bowed slightly and picked up the little palace maid, and then threw it on his shoulder, protecting the little palace maid's leg with his left hand.

And the right hand is dragging the cold as frost Fang Tian painting halberd, the tip of the halberd mopping the ground, the crescent moon mopping the ground, emitting a somewhat piercing noise.

The big ones were a little at a loss, they had just listened to the conversation between the two, but they also generally understood that it seemed that this little palace maid wanted to assassinate the little prince, but she somehow failed, and she also regarded the little prince as a ghost.

It stands to reason that such an assassin must have something to do with tonight's chaos, he needs to be sent to the prison, and then slowly tortured to extract confessions, and even a few people who are more attentive even recall the "three monsters" mentioned by the little palace maid, which is endlessly evocative.

It's just that the little prince seems to want to take her away at this time, and everyone is forced by his divine power, martial bravery, and kindness, but none of them stepped forward and said something like "leave the assassin behind, and the emperor will dispose of it".