When the emperor travels, the tiger guards the arch, the master of the inner house guards both sides, and the gray-clothed eunuch Father-in-law is even more inseparable.

The leader of the Tiger Guard, who holds the Tiger Carved Giant Shield, and the No. 1 Ouchi Master who carries the Sword of Light and Cold are also protected by himself.

Out of the palace gates, sit on the incense car BMW, and go to the outside of the palace overnight.

The little palace maid stood in front of the window, obviously only the cold and quiet cold courtyard in front of her, and when she looked up, it was only the faint blue starlight.

"Wang Jiu, what are you thinking?"

Xia Guang looked at the petite, melon-faced little palace maid, for some reason, her figure was a little strange at this moment.

But Wang Jiu was stunned, "The little prince hasn't slept yet?"

Obviously, I have a lot of drugs, and if I don't wake up, I'm afraid I can sleep for three days and three nights.

Xia Guangdao: "I was asleep, but when I saw you get up in the middle of the night, I woke up too." What's on your mind?"

Wang Jiu raised his head and showed an inexplicable smile.

Xia Guangdao: "You have spent more time with me than I have with the imperial sister, and you are also my sister, is there anything you need to hide from me?"

Wang Jiu didn't answer, she seemed to be thinking about something, she wanted to ask, "If one day, I confront your imperial sister, who will you help?"

But the thought only flashed through my mind, and I didn't ask it.

Because she thinks it's too stupid.

"Sleep. ”

The little palace maid turned around, but in the faint starlight, it was a little cold, she sat on the edge of the window, reached out and touched the cheek of the boy on the bed, and the slender five fingers suddenly pointed at Xia Guang's acupuncture points.

Today, she has regained her power.

The Red Lotus empowerment, which can only be used once, is explained here.

All that is sought is a battle.

Two fingers together, the strength is dark.

Xia Guang was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, is he pointing at my acupoint?

But what if you don't feel it?

The ninth layer of the "Acupuncture Point Reversal Method" has already made all the acupoints on his body change places, not to mention that he hasn't used this kung fu yet...

The phrase "Be careful of your palace maid" that Xia Yuxue said suddenly appeared in his mind, and at this moment he understood the meaning.

However, he still asked, "Why?"

Then he felt that his cheeks were moist, and the little palace maid in front of him was crying, crying very sadly, as if he had broken his intestines and broken his heart.

She cried profusely, as if she had a lot of sadness hidden in her heart.

The slender fingers suddenly became gentle, gently caressing the cheeks of the boy in front of him, who was like a younger brother, and inserted five fingers between his hair, flicking back and forth.

"In this world, there have never been so many whys, why are the flowers grateful, why is the moonlight hidden, why don't you sleep at night, why do I have to meet the relatives here again at this moment?"

"Xiao Guang, it's all to blame on the drug seller, how good it would be if you fell asleep.

Don't worry, my sister will definitely kill him and destroy his nine clans to avenge you. ”

"Shadow... Love you forever. ”

As soon as the words fell, the five fingers of the little palace maid were like five knives, five knives that could burn like red lotus, and they cut Xia Guang's neck gracefully and ruthlessly.

This knife can cause blood to burn, and the touch of it can cause people to die silently, let alone deliberately cut?

Therefore, Xia Guang is dead.

Wang Jiuying also thinks so.

So she didn't look at it, crying in a sparse uproar, and broke through the door with light work, and the fluttering long sleeves casually closed the door again.

Gently close the door, just like my sister is afraid of disturbing my brother's rest.

Xia Guang: ???

"Nine Shadows? Is it really good to just turn around so confidently?"

The boy touched his neck, which was not even red.

The horizontal exercises, coupled with the terrifying internal force, as well as the unspeakable changes in his body, had made his defense unimaginably strong.

And, the White Lotus Sect's Red Lotus Holy Queen Nine Shadows couldn't even break the defense!

It doesn't hurt.

In the distance, there was also the sound of the little palace maid's true feelings, crying and heartbreaking.

Xia Guang twisted his neck and sat on the bed, he suddenly felt that this girl who had been with him for four years and had also worn a mask for four years was a psychopath.

But anyway, my heart still hurts a little.

It's people, after all.

He touched his chest, chuckled, got up by himself, picked up the python robe and was about to put it on, and the daily scenes of the little palace maid combing his hair and putting on the python robe are still vivid.

After thinking about it, he put the python robe in its place, but took out a neatly folded black cloak with a pocket to block the wind from the third layer of the cabinet, wrapped it casually, and pushed the door out.

Outside the door, the wind was like frost.

The night was like madness.

The little prince who took off his python robe seemed to be just an ordinary boy, but such a boy walked in the boundless darkness, through the corridor, through several halls, until he saw the corpse of a large internal guard.

The corpses were all heart-dug out, and there was still a silent fire burning at the mouth of the torn clothes, like a fire as beautiful as a red lotus.

Xia Guang suddenly remembered the appearance of the little palace maid looking down at him.

Who would have thought that the low-eyed and pleasing appearance, once let go, could be so evil and charming.

An assassin who has been dormant for a long time, right?

Xia Guang made an inference, after all, he still knew the little palace maid, and if she was replaced by someone and wore a human skin mask, he could see it at a glance.

Silent, he crouched down, as if weighed down by some weight that didn't belong to his age.

Some of the guards in the Ouchi use the halberd of both ears, hollowed out some flashy patterns, this long halberd, named Fang Tian, can be compared with the bone, hammer, boring, etc., and can be skillfully fought with spears, guns, and knives.

The difficulty is extremely high, and the user, nine times out of ten, is a showmanship, just for the sake of false fame.

The Ouchi who was holding this Fang Tian Painting Halberd looked like he had been killed in an instant, lying on the ground with the horror in his eyes before he died.

Xia Guang wanted to pick a handy, looking at the dead corpses all over the ground, and probably all eighteen kinds of weapons could be found.

However, his immature hand still held the halberd in front of him, the halberd was about four meters long, a little heavy, it can be seen that he had not cut corners, but Xia Guang was only a little more than a meter tall, which was extremely unlined and had a great visual impact.

Fang Tian's halberd was a little cold in his hand, this was also the first time Xia Guang had held such a cold weapon, the boy raised his head, Fang Tian's halberd was casually rested on his shoulder, and the cold wind blew open the hood.

The fragments of black hair were like demons with teeth and claws, a thread, all silent.

"Why did you do it to me?"

"Why did you do it?"

The boy asked himself two unanswered questions, and no one would answer him, and he suddenly didn't need answers.

Gently put the hood back on, casually pulled the black cloth to cover his face, and then accelerated to run, and when he took the first step, the whole courtyard trembled.

When he took the second step, the whole hall trembled.

Step 3, Step 4, Step 5...

The boy no longer concealed his strength, and during the run, the entire palace began to tremble, and the sound like an ancient giant beast running was completely concealed by the gods.

The performance of the war dragon Fu made the entire palace suddenly trampled under his feet, and the black figure jumped high and smashed down, it was a peerless dragon.

Xia Guang's expression was calm, and every leap could make him soar into the air, as if he was riding against the wind.

Standing high and looking far away, where there was any movement, he ran there.

Maybe it's better to quietly track and search, not to startle the snake, not to cause trouble, not to do what, not to do what.

Perhaps he has learned to disguise and shrink his bones, and changing his body shape may be more concealed than wearing a black cloth to be a plausible masked guest.

All of this makes sense.

But Xia Guang didn't want to do this, he carried Fang Tian's halberd, lonely under the bright moon at the beginning of the black clouds, like a terrifying dragon!!