After finishing speaking, Ling Wushuang picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup inside, "The noodles are cooked well, the taste of the soup is also very delicious, and the ink is awesome!" ”

Ling Wushuang, who was in happiness, didn't know that a disaster was coming to her and King Lu.

After Ke Ziqian and Ke Zinan came out of the study, Prime Minister Ke Cheng sat alone behind the bookcase, closed his eyes until the night fell, then got up and walked out of the bookcase, raised his eyes and stared at the bookshelf for about half an hour, and finally moved to the wall on the side of the bookshelf and stopped.

At this time, I saw Prime Minister Ke Cheng stretch out his hand and poke into the back of the bookshelf.

If you pay attention to it, it is not difficult to find that behind the bookshelf, there is an oval button the size of a baby's fist, and Ke Chengxiang's hand is just pressed on this button, and there is a "creak" sound, and the bookshelf moves to the other side of the position where Ke Chengxiang is standing.

It turns out that the button hidden behind the bookshelf is a mechanism.

As the bookshelf moved, the wall behind it slowly carved a hole for one person to pass through on both sides, and when I looked up, the hole stretched down from the ground to a narrow secret passage that could accommodate two people walking side by side.

The entrance to the secret passage was swarthy, like a large mouth, as if it were trying to suck people into its belly.

Prime Minister Ke Cheng didn't know when, he wore a pair of green-faced fangs mask on his face, which was particularly hideous in the eyes of people. His eyes were as deep as an ancient well, without a trace of ups and downs, and he stepped down the steps and entered the secret passage. The secret passage that stretches for no end is very strong between the two walls, and there will be no danger for people to walk in it.

Prime Minister Ke took out the fire fold in his sleeve and walked down the steps step by step. Suddenly, two oil lamps lit up on the two walls of the secret passage, and Prime Minister Ke Cheng then extinguished the fire fold in his hand and put it back in his sleeve pocket.

In such a situation, if it were put on ordinary people, they would already be frightened.

Because the aura flowing in this secret passage is strange and gloomy.

However, Prime Minister Ke Cheng was still not in a hurry, and walked down the steps towards the depths of the secret passage, where oil lamps were constantly shining on both walls of the secret passage. There was another "creaking" sound, and I saw that the wall at the entrance of the secret passage was slowly closed, and the bookshelf against the wall was also moved back to its original position.

And Ke Cheng was similar to the general of not perceiving, with his hands behind his back, and continued to walk forward. The lights on the two walls of the secret passage swayed slowly, as if welcoming the arrival of Prime Minister Ke.

As time passed, the night became more intense, the crescent moon hanging on the curtain, the silver glow sprinkled on the earth was thin and cold, and there was not even a bright star in the sky.

In a deserted place on the outskirts, there is a dilapidated courtyard, in the cold night, like an old man with a candle in the wind, trembling and standing in the cool evening breeze. Walking to the end of the secret passage, Prime Minister Ke Cheng's hand hanging by his side was gently raised, and he pressed a mechanism, and the stone wall of the secret passage blocking his way instantly cut to both sides.

Walking up the steps, Prime Minister Ke Cheng arrived in a vacant room.

After glancing around, Prime Minister Ke walked to the door, and a sound of "babbling" came into his ears. Following the voice, what came into view was an old man wearing gray cloth clothes, gray hair, and a rickety figure, who was bowing down to Prime Minister Ke Cheng.

Prime Minister Ke Cheng lowered his eyes and said "um".

The old man who was lying on his back was obviously Prime Minister Ke's minion, and under Prime Minister Ke's signal, he raised his head and gave Prime Minister Ke Cheng the lamp to lead the way in front of him, and walked towards the place where Prime Minister Ke was going. Out of this small courtyard, the old slave led Prime Minister Ke Cheng to the door of a small courtyard not far away, pushed open the door, and led Prime Minister Ke Cheng across the threshold and towards a room with a faint candlelight. This is a very quiet courtyard, in the bluestone walls, through the thin moonlight, faintly visible several wooden huts, but who knows, in this wooden hut, what is the scene?

In a corner of the courtyard, there is a clump of thin bamboo, which has not been taken care of for a long time, but it also looks verdant and outstanding. The night breeze blows, blowing the bamboo leaves "rustling", adding a bit of loneliness and tranquility to this quiet courtyard.

"You can step down."

Prime Minister Ke Cheng waved his hand and said to the old slave who held the lamp.

Seeing that the old slave in charge of the lamp nodded, exited the small courtyard, Prime Minister Ke Cheng walked to the couch in the house, pressed his hand on the side of the couch, and the couch suddenly moved away from the original position, and it was a secret passage, Prime Minister Ke Cheng walked down the secret passage, about a tea time, and when he arrived at his destination, the oil lamps on the ground were lit up one after another, and the green light illuminated the green fangs mask on Prime Minister Ke Cheng's face, which was hideous and terrifying.

In the spacious secret room, there were many black-clothed people in masks, and it was initially estimated that the number of these black-clothed people was definitely no less than two hundred.

All of them were straight, looked at Prime Minister Ke Cheng with their eyes, and said with a very respectful fist: "I've seen the master!" ”

"Hmm." Prime Minister Ke Cheng's voice was light, and he answered, raised his eyes and swept to the black-clothed people, that is, the dead soldiers he had secretly cultivated, and said in a low voice: "Raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a while, and what I say next, each of you must keep it in mind." ”

"Yes, master!" The dead answered in unison.

Ke Cheng's fists behind him were released for a while, clenched again for a while, and the light emitted from his eyes was particularly awe-inspiring, and the turquoise light shone on his blue-faced fanged mask, making him look as terrible as a messenger from hell, and the words that came out of his mouth were like a red-hot soldering iron in the ears of all the dead soldiers, imprinted on their respective hearts.

The dead knew that the command they had heard at this moment would not allow them to slip up the cracks when they were to carry it out.

"Do you understand?" After Prime Minister Ke finished giving his order, he asked in a dark voice.

"Understood!"

The dead answered.

"Remember, tonight's work must be done cleanly!"

"Yes!"

After pondering for a moment, Prime Minister Ke Cheng changed his words and said, "If the situation you are facing is different from what I said, you can withdraw as many people as you can!" But you must not let the other party touch your traces, as for what falls into the hands of the other party, I won't say, you know what to do! ”

"Understood!"

"It's good to understand, straighten it out, and I'll act later."

"Yes!"

After explaining what he wanted to say, Prime Minister Ke turned around directly, walked out of the secret room, and returned to the secret passage leading to his own study in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Ling Wushuang finished using the noodles made by the Silly King, Qingying stepped forward and directly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, turned around and exited the door.

"Lady......" The Silly King pointed at his fingers, his moist eyes looked at Ling Wushuang, with an indescribable pity, "Lady ......" didn't see Ling Wushuang take care of himself, the Silly King moved a small step, and when Ling Wushuang was near, he called again, "Ah? Ling Wushuang finished eating the noodles, got up and walked to the window, looking at the hazy and pale moonlight, his thoughts suddenly drifted to somewhere, and only when he heard the second call from the Fool King to her, did he react.

Turning around, Ling Wushuang smiled in his eyes and said, "Mo has something to say to me?" ”

"Lady, Momo is tired!"

The silly king said awkwardly.

"When you're tired, go back to your room and sleep!" Ling Wushuang smiled slightly and said to the stupid king. Seeing that the stupid king's figure did not move, and looked at him pitifully, there seemed to be mist overflowing from his eyes, and then said, "What's wrong with you?" If you have something to say, it's not good to hold it in your heart. ”

The Silly King took Ling Wushuang's hand, shook it, and said weakly, "The lady said that she wanted to awaken with Momo." ”

"Huh?" Ling Wushuang's beautiful eyes widened, and he said, "Did I say that?" "Actually, Ling Wushuang's heart was as bright as a mirror, how could she not remember what she said? It's just that she thinks that she can fool the past, so she will fool the past, after all, the foolish king is a person with a lack of mind, and some things may not be remembered clearly.

Unexpectedly, the foolish king remembered it clearly in his heart.

It seems that she can't pretend to be confused! Because the tears in the eyes of the foolish king are whirling, once she denies it, he will definitely cry to her. Ling Wushuang smiled and said, "I remember, I said so, you wash up, go to sleep first, I'll sleep later." ”

"Go to the ink house, the ink house is big, and it is spacious for two people!" The Silly King said with a wink.

Ling Wushuang looked around his room and said in his heart: The size is not the same sleeping person, is it necessary to be so particular?

However, what she said was the exact opposite of what she thought, "That's right, my room is a little smaller." Let's go, go to your house. With that, Ling Wushuang walked out of the door first, and the Silly King's eyes immediately crossed a sly color, and he followed Ling Wushuang and stepped out of the house.

"Lady, sleep!" When he arrived at the Silly King's room, the Silly King had been lying on the pillow for a while, and he never saw Ling Wushuang sleeping, so he raised his head, turned to Ling Wushuang, and said, "Lady, sleep, otherwise you will be tired tomorrow!" ”

Ling Wushuang entered the Silly King's house, walked to the table and sat down, thinking about what she said to Qingying, when he heard the voice of the Silly King, he stood up and said with a light smile: "Mo sleeps first, I'll go wash and come." After speaking, Ling Wushuang walked directly into the screen, and after a burst of water, Ling Wushuang walked out of the back of the screen, lying down on the side of the silly king, with beautiful eyes and a light smile, and said, "Aren't you tired, hurry up and sleep!" ”

"Hmm." The foolish king responded obediently, and gradually closed his eyes, tonight, when he was washing, he had already taken off the silver mask on his face and put it on the pillow. At this moment, his handsome and peerless face was clearly seen by Ling Wushuang.

The smooth forehead, the thick black eyebrows, the high bridge of the nose, the gorgeous lips like cherry blossoms, and the delicate facial features, like a divine axe, without a trace of flaws. It was not the first time that Ling Wushuang had seen the true face of the Fool King, but she always felt that she couldn't see enough, so she wanted to reach out and touch the Fool King's beautiful jade face, whatever she thought in her heart, Ling Wushuang unconsciously stretched out her slender hand and gently depicted the Fool King's delicate facial features with her fingers.

Such delicate skin and handsome facial features, so that as a woman, she is envious, although she is impeccable enough, but seeing a man, who looks almost more perfect than her, Ling Wushuang still feels a little strange in his heart, but after thinking about it, this handsome man is her Ling Wushuang's companion, and the strange feeling that just gave birth to her heart disappeared without a trace.

The burning candle flame made a "squeak" sound from time to time, leaning against the trunk of the tree in the grove, sleeping for almost an afternoon, plus sleeping in the house for a short time, Ling Wushuang did not feel very tired, but considering that the candle flame was lit, it would affect the sleep of the foolish king, one by one, the wind passed, and the house instantly became dark, only the thin moonlight, along the gap in the window, sprinkled into the house, if there was nothing.

Seeing the candle flame in the Silly King's house extinguished, a light smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he jumped to his bedroom with his breath.

After cleaning Ling Wushuang's dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, Qingying turned around and went to the Snow Shadow House, and when he saw that the phantom and the flower shadow were there, he whispered Ling Wushuang's orders to the three of them one by one.

Eventually, the Phantom returned to the Star Moon Palace to convey Ling Wushuang's instructions to Nanfeng and the five elders.

The silent night made the cries of insects hidden in the flowers and grass sound extremely clear, and countless black shadows jumped up and down in the direction of the backyard of King Lu's mansion, although they didn't make any noise, but the murderous aura emanating from their bodies became more and more intense as they approached the dormitory where Ling Wushuang and the Silly King lived.

Ling Wushuang's eyes, which had just closed, opened suddenly, sat up, and casually clicked on the stupid king's sleeping hole.

She didn't want the Silly King to be in any danger. Based on her estimation of the murderous aura that came in, there must be many people who came. Waiting for the fight outside, the stupid king doesn't know martial arts, once he is awakened by the sound, he is so frightened that he cries and runs around, and she can't take care of it, something will happen.

Quickly putting on his shoes and dressing, Ling Wushuang gently opened the door and walked into the courtyard, waiting for the raiders to arrive.

Under the thin moonlight, she was dressed in a fiery red dress, accompanied by the evening breeze, blowing "whirring", "Master! Qingying, Snow Shadow, and Flower Shadow opened their respective doors one after another and walked into the courtyard, "Why did you come out?" ”

"It is only natural for a slave or a maid to protect their master. How can you let the master face it alone when danger comes! Qingying said with a serious expression.

"Master, Qingying is right."

Snow Shadow and Flower Shadow chimed in.

"Go to the door of the prince's room and stand guard." Ling Wushuang's eyes were cold, he looked in the direction of the murderous aura in the small courtyard, and gave a command to the three of them.

"Yes."

The three of them answered.

The first wave of black-clothed people who fell from the sky, each with a bright sword in their hands, was slightly stunned when they saw Ling Wushuang standing in the courtyard, and tacitly surrounded Ling Wushuang, and then without saying a word, they stabbed at Ling Wushuang with all their strength.

"Who sent you?" Facing being surrounded by dozens of black-clothed people, Ling Wushuang looked calm and did not show any panic at all, she put her hands behind her back, her eyes glanced around her idly, and asked.

The black-clothed people who surrounded Ling Wushuang did not answer her words, so they only used all their internal strength to raise their swords and stab at Ling Wushuang.

"There is a way in heaven, if you don't go, there is no door to hell, you want to do it, then don't blame the ruthlessness of this princess!" Ling Wushuang's words fell, the hands behind him let go, the true qi in his body worked, gathered in his two palms, and quickly swept towards the circle of black-clothed people surrounding her.

I saw that the palm wind of the shot was particularly strong and violent.

Ling Wushuang continuously changed her body, and the force emitted by her palms, like a Dao Dao sword, burst out, and the sword stabbed into the circle of black-clothed people who surrounded her. Sleep has always been very shallow, with extraordinary ear power, hearing the movement on Ling Wushuang's side, one jumped up, put on his clothes, and rushed to Ling Wushuang and the Silly King's dormitory with his sword.

He was instantly shocked by Ling Wushuang's palm power. A pair of eyes, fixed on Ling Wushuang's fiery red dress, dancing wantonly in the moonlit night, and slowly moving as Ling Wushuang's body changed, he really couldn't imagine that Ling Wushuang's martial arts cultivation would be so high.

Suddenly, he was shocked, and he realized that he couldn't just stand stupidly, Ren Ling Wushuang dealt with so many black-clothed people by himself, and the long sword in his hand suddenly swung up.

The three of them stood at the door of the Silly King, each of them tense and looking at the scene of the battle in the courtyard.

"Master, be careful!" Snow Shadow's eyes were sharp, and when she saw another group of black-clothed people descending from the sky, she reminded Ling Wushuang loudly.

The rolling killing intent was like layers of dark clouds before the storm, pressing towards Ling Wushuang.

Ling Wushuang's figure rose from the ground with lightning speed, and the Star Moon Soul Chasing Sword in his sleeve quickly appeared. At this moment, she was surrounded by the black-clothed people who came one after another, and there was still no trace of panic on her face. The sword in her hand was like a silver snake, changing shape at will, fighting with the black-clothed man who attacked her.

Dead on the periphery, he also went all out to deal with dozens of black-clothed people.

On the ground in the center of the small courtyard, there were already many corpses of black-clothed people, and the black-clothed people who could fall from the sky were still continuous.

The death of his companion did not have the slightest impact on the black-clothed people who were fighting against Ling Wushuang. Because they knew that for them the dead, death was only a matter of time, but if they could live a few more moments, who would want to go to the king of Yama in advance?

The sharp sword wielding in their hands was even more ferocious, penetrating the internal force of their respective bodies into the sharp sword in their hands, stabbing towards Ling Wushuang.

The white light poured out from the swords in the hands of the black-clothed men, like the water of the flood.

Ling Wushuang was furious in his heart, and his internal force increased one after another, to the point of being intense and incredible. When he landed, the Star and Moon Soul Chasing Sword in his hand stabbed at all the black-clothed people like a swimming dragon.

With the direction of the sword, countless black-clothed corpses fell on the ground, and several black-clothed people who were lucky enough to avoid Ling Wushuang's sword blade, as well as another group of accomplices who fell into the courtyard again from the air, their eyes were stunned, but this was only a matter of a moment, their movements did not slow down in the slightest, they used their internal strength, jumped up, and raised their swords to attack Ling Wushuang.

Ling Wushuang's figure drifted smartly in the air, sweeping towards more and more black-clothed people, transporting the true qi to the sword in his hand, and swinging it around the courtyard, and suddenly the gravel in the courtyard was agitated by the true qi emitted by Ling Wushuang's sword body, and it rose into the air, rotating rapidly around the Star Moon Soul Chasing Sword in Ling Wushuang's hands.

The degree of sharpness is no less than the sharp sword in Ling Wu's hands.

The black-clothed people were not afraid of the cold momentum that Ling Wushuang exuded at this moment, and they all ignored the blood gushing from the wounds on their bodies, and shouted "Kill!" Qi changed his moves, and faced Ling Wushuang with the danger of being killed by Ling Wushuang's sword qi.

A light smile overflowed from the corner of Ling Wushuang's lips, that smile was smart and weird, and she looked like she was smiling but not laughing, and she was angry but not angry, at this moment, her face changed, and she said in a calm voice: "Suffer death!" The Star and Moon Soul Chasing Sword in his hand swept the mountains and seas, driving the whirling rubble around and stabbing at the black-clothed people.

The screams rang out and were heard.

With her swordsmanship, the spinning gravel that didn't hit the man in black seemed to have eyes, chasing after the man in black who was dodging.

The three of them looked at Ling Wushuang's flowing swordsmanship, and a sense of pride welled up in their eyes.

At this time, Ling Wushuang's body shape and swordsmanship became faster and faster, gradually becoming blurred in the night, only hearing the sound of sharp weapons piercing into the muscles of his body, and a more intense blood mist aura spread in the air.

"Her martial arts cultivation seems to have improved a lot. Did she train in a short period of time in order to slash him, the "mother-killing enemy"? As soon as Ling Wushuang stepped out of the house, Xuanyuan Mo suddenly opened his eyes, got up and went to the window, his whole body and mind, feeling the fierce fighting scene in the courtyard, and comprehending the profound internal force emanating from Ling Wushuang's body, Xuanyuan Mo overflowed with a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, and muttered to himself silently.

But, then, in his eyes as deep as the blue sea, a cold murderous aura emerged, who was it? Who would send so many dead soldiers to attack King Lu's Mansion in the middle of the night? No, it should be said, it was to take the lives of both of them.

Xuanyuan Mo burst out from the strong murderous aura that burst out from the black-clothed people, and concluded that the groups of black-clothed people who appeared in the courtyard to fight with Ling Wushuang were dead soldiers, not killers. Because there are only dead soldiers, regardless of life and death, they want to take the other party's life, but the killer is not.

As a smart killer, when there is a disparity in strength, he will wait for an opportunity to move, and he can't resist it, so he can evacuate first and find another opportunity to take the opponent's life.

Who could it be?

Xuanyuan Mo put his hands behind his back and wrinkled his eyebrows and thought.

Queen, is that her? It is impossible for her to have such a great ability to secretly cultivate so many dead warriors with extraordinary martial arts, who could it be? King Qi, King Yu, King Huai, no, they will not have more incidents when the throne of the prince is about to be settled, to disrupt their respective plans.

No matter who it is, don't let him find out, otherwise, uproot, no one will be left! Xuanyuan Mo's hands behind his back were clenched into fists.

When the fourth wave of black-clothed people was about to fall from the sky, they saw the three groups of companions in front of them, none of whom survived, quickly changed their shapes, and jumped away from the sky above the small courtyard.

"Poor Kou Mo Chase!" Seeing that the sword was about to chase after the group of black-clothed people who had fled, Ling Wushuang stopped him with a loud voice.

Puzzled, his eyes were puzzled, and he looked at Ling Wushuang.

"They came prepared, they must have been well arranged, and it may not be a good thing for you to catch up rashly."

"That's what the princess said." Hold your fists.

"The housekeeper brought someone over and cleaned the small courtyard, don't leave a little bloodstain, otherwise the prince will be scared when he sees it in the morning." Ling Wushuang turned to Qingying and commanded. "Yes, master!" Qingying responded, turned around and walked out of the small courtyard quickly.

Listening to Ling Wushuang's words to Qing Ying, the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, and he said in his heart: The night emperor who kills people like hemp and looks down on the world will be afraid of this scene in front of him, unless the sun comes out in the west.

"Boil some hot water, I'll wash it."