Chapter Twenty-Three: Mother and Daughter Plot to Assassinate Again
"What?"
There was a loud shout from the study of the Suzaku Kingdom's Jing Palace, startling a flock of crows perched on the branches outside the window.
"Do you even know what you're talking about?" Duanmu Qing grabbed the shoulders of a woman in black who was kneeling on the ground and shook it vigorously.
The woman in black was so frightened by Duanmu Qing's sudden movements that she didn't dare to move.
Duanmu Shuang was also startled when she saw Duanmu Qing like this, and hurriedly stopped: "Qing'er, you calm down." ”
"Calm down, how can you let me calm down, I obviously saw her jump into the Infinite Sea, but why? Why did she still appear in Gukou Town? Why ......"
Duanmuqing's eyes were red with anger, and he waved all the things on the desk to the ground, and the study was suddenly in a mess.
"You go down first." Duanmu Qing waved her sleeves at the woman in black and sent her out.
"Yes." The woman in black left the study as if she had fled, the woman was too terrifying today, she was scared to death.
Looking at Duanmuqing, who was still venting his anger, Duanmushuang slapped him over, and said with hatred: "Look at what you look like now, what are you doing, just like you, do you still want to inherit the unification in the future?" ”
Duanmu Qing, who was knocked off the head by Duanmu Shuang, showed a wry smile on her lips, and said self-deprecatingly: "Inherit the unification? I can't justifiably inherit the unification when the waste wood of Duanmuxi dies, not to mention that now that the waste wood is back, what chance do I have to inherit the unification. ”
"You said she was a waste of wood, and since we can let her die the first time, we can let her die a second time. How? Do you want to give up? Think for yourself, I don't have to be you. ”
A word woke up the person in the dream, Duanmu Qing regained her fighting spirit as if she had been beaten with chicken blood, and clenched her fists and said: "Yes, I can't give up, it's not time to give up, this time I must not let her return to the palace alive." ”
Seeing Duanmuqing's fighting spirit rekindled, Duanmushuang patted Duanmuqing's shoulder and said with relief: "Yes, this is my good daughter." ”
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As the sun sets, on a small road leading to Kyoto in Suzaku Country, there is an inconspicuous carriage, driven by Feng Wu, and the people sitting in the carriage are Duanmu Xi and Xuanyuan Mo.
Although the outside of the carriage is very ordinary, everything that should be in the carriage is still prepared, and that horse is not an ordinary horse, it is a third-level wind attribute spirit beast, a treasure spirit horse.
It's been three or four days since she walked from Gukou Town, and she should be able to get to Kyoto in seven or eight days, Duanmu Xi is now like an arrow, and she really wants to be able to return to the palace tomorrow.
Feng Wu glanced at the sky, then looked around, and there was nothing but mountains and trees. So he stopped the carriage and asked outside the carriage curtain, "Your Highness, it is getting dark, and there seems to be no place to stay here, or you and your son will spend the night in the carriage tonight." ”
Hearing Feng Wu's words, Duanmu Xi and Xuanyuan Mo got out of the carriage, turned around and looked around, it was true that they couldn't go to the village or the store.
"Well, let's rest for the night."
"Then Your Highness, you and your son will rest here first, and your subordinates will go to find something to eat." After Feng Wu finished speaking, he walked into the depths of the woods.
After a while, Feng Wu came back with two pheasants in his hand.
After a brief dinner, the three of them all rested. Feng Wu jumped onto a big tree and joined the other Feng Wei to keep vigil for Duanmu Xi and them, while Duanmu Xi and Xuanyuan Mo entered the carriage.
Although the carriage is not small, it is still a bit crowded to lie down for two people.
Xuanyuan Mo looked at the small space, and said to Duanmu Xi: "Xi'er, you sleep, I'll meditate." ”
Hearing this, Duanmu Xi turned his head to look at Xuanyuan Mo, this person is not at all like a man in the female world except for blushing easily.
"Then I'll meditate too." It's been a long time since I've cultivated spiritual power, and since I met him, she hasn't cultivated since she met him.
In the middle of the night, the two people who were meditating and cultivating opened their eyes at the same time, and they looked at each other, and both of them saw a look of vigilance in each other's eyes.
Some people are coming, it seems that there are quite a few of them, and the people who come are not good!
As soon as Duanmu Xi wanted to open the curtain, a sharp arrow shot over.
"Be careful." Xuanyuan Mo waved his hand to knock out the sharp arrow, and flew out from the roof of the car with Duanmu Xi in his arms.
"There are assassins, protect Your Highness." Feng Wu was carrying a sword to block Duanmu Xi and Xuanyuan Mo in front of him, and the other Feng Wei over there had already fought with the black-clothed killer.
Duanmu Xi looked at this group of black-clothed masked women coldly, she always felt as if she had seen these people somewhere. By the way, in the dream, it was the group of black-clothed people who chased and killed her, and it was Duanmu Qing's people.
Hmph, she didn't go to them, they sent them to the door first, and today she asked them all to come back.
"None of them will be left." The cold voice was as cold as the wind, making the group of black-clothed killers tremble.
"Yes." The Feng Guards who received the order all concentrated all the Xuan Qi in their bodies, used their greatest skills, and fought with the group of black-clothed killers one by one.
Looking at Duanmu Xi who was so cold and slaughtering, Feng Wu was even more puzzled in her heart, she always felt that His Highness was different from before after he came back this time. Although he still doesn't like to talk, the original Highness gives people the feeling of inferiority and introversion, while the current Highness gives people the feeling of being cold and introverted, and the aura exuded from his body is more like an empress than His Majesty. What has His Highness experienced in the past year or so?
In the face of the Phoenix Guards' crazy attack, the black-clothed killers were a little caught off guard, and several black-clothed killers were directly killed by the Phoenix Guards. But after all, there are many more people than the Feng Guards, so the two sides are temporarily evenly matched.
Seeing that he had brought so many people, he still couldn't gain the upper hand, a trace of eagerness flashed in the eyes of the leader of the black-clothed killer, and his eyes lit up when he saw Duanmu Xi, who was protected by Feng Wu and Xuanyuan Mo in the middle.
"Leave them alone, just kill the princess."
Hearing the command, more than a dozen elites of black-clothed killers gave up the battle over there and attacked Duanmuxi.
Seeing the swarming black-clothed killers, Xuanyuan Mofeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a blue Xuan Qi was released, directly killing the two black-clothed killers in an instant.
Feng Wu was a little stunned by Xuanyuan Mo's sharp attack, these are the elites among the killers, their strength is above the Xuan King, he can directly kill two such killer elites in seconds. This young man is really powerful, looking at his appearance, he is only seventeen years old at most, and he has already reached the level of Xuanhuang, what a genius who defies the sky!
His talent is not bad, but now that he has been more than forty years, he is only an intermediate Xuanzun. No wonder the lady would take a fancy to this kid, I have to say that the lady has a really good eye.