Chapter Seventy-Three: A Dream of a Hundred Flowers
Although the name of Sun Moon Mountain has a mountain character, it is not high, only 500 meters in appearance. A gentle breeze brings a touch of coolness to the gradually hot weather!
Hua Shenguang stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the bright moon in the sky, recalling the situation of more than two months, and his heart was extremely emotional. Xiao Ye stood on one side, facing the moon, and was also caught in her thoughts.
Silent nights are the easiest time to get caught up in the memories of the past!
Hua Shenguang sighed with emotion in his heart, and suddenly remembered Li Bai's poems, so he changed it slightly, and read it out with feeling: "The bright moonlight in front of the pavilion is suspected to be frost on the ground, look up at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown!"
"Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown!" Xiao Ye repeated this poem, she thought of her hometown and her father and mother just now. The two murderers of her father and mother, isn't this a portrayal of her own mood?
"Hahahaha, what a poem, this son is really an elegant person, composing poems with beauty and admiring the moon, it's really enviable!" Suddenly, a majestic voice came, and then, a sturdy middle-aged man walked up.
Hua Shenguang was shocked in his heart, he didn't even notice this man at all, and his whole body gave people a thick breath like a mountain, and there was a little bit of rage and iron blood in the breath, he must be a master. But he could also feel that this person was not malicious.
"The seniors are also elegant people, and they also come here late at night to admire the moon, but the juniors don't bring wine, otherwise wouldn't it be wonderful to invite the seniors to drink here!" Hua Shenguang immediately called the seniors, and said without being humble or arrogant.
Seeing Hua Shenguang's performance, it was just a double cultivation of the flesh, and in the face of a person who suddenly appeared, he could still maintain his composure, and this person said with satisfaction: "Okay, boy, what's your name? I admire you!"
"Junior Hua Shenguang, don't know the name of the senior?" Hua Shenguang saluted, and he felt more and more that this person was extremely not simple.
"Junior Ximen Xiaoye, I've seen my senior!" "The smart Xiaoye also knew that this person was not ordinary, so he bowed!
This person looked at Xiao Ye, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Meeting is fate, you can call me Qin Zhan!"
"It turned out to be Senior Qin, is Senior Qin also here to admire the moon?" Hua Shenguang saluted respectfully again, since he knew that the other party was not simple, he put on a very low posture.
"Hehe, just passing by, hearing such a good sentence, I can't help but come and see, which great Confucian is here? I didn't expect it to be a talented and beautiful woman admiring the moon, but I disturbed the two of you Yaxing, you continue!" Qin Zhan didn't say much, and walked down the mountain.
"Congratulations to the seniors!"
"Hahahaha, the bright moonlight in front of the pavilion, suspected to be frost on the ground, raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown! Good poem, good poem!" The voice of praise faded away, and when he looked again, Qin Zhan was gone!
"Brother Guang, it's late at night, why don't we go back too!" Qin Zhan, who suddenly appeared, had already disturbed the interest of admiring the moon, and there was no need to continue appreciating it, but today can be said to be the happiest day for Xiao Yechang to be so big, breaking through the double body of the flesh, the young master personally celebrating her, and admiring the moon with the young master, these are all things she couldn't think of before. With these, she is already very satisfied.
"Okay, let's go!" the two unleashed their horses and walked slowly into the city.
At this moment, at a certain high point on the other side outside the capital city, there were two peerless figures of the mana realm.
These two people are Fang Ya's girl Xiaoxue, and Hua Qianling, the disciple of the Great Elder of the Hundred Flowers Palace who has just arrived.
Hua Qianling, dressed in white clothes fluttering in the wind, standing in the moonlight, giving people and a kind of illusion between the unreal and the real! His eyes flickered, looking in the direction of Shangjing, it seemed that nothing in Shangjing could escape his eyes that could penetrate all things, and a pair of sword eyebrows added to his incomparably heroic posture.
If Hua Shenguang sees it, he will praise Hua Qianling for being a peerless beautiful man!
It's no wonder that a character who dares to pursue Fang Ya can only have this strength and confidence, no matter how one in a thousand! If an ugly monster comes to Fang Ya, he will feel ashamed of himself.
"Xiaoxue, the palace master has an order, immediately trigger the poison and solve the Daping royal family, there is no need to report to the junior sister!" Hua Qianling conveyed the will of the Baihua Palace, and it should be solved quickly!
"But ......"
"No, this is the will of the palace master, you should do it immediately!" Hua Qianling took out a token, and the patterns on it flowed, constantly changing into the shape of various flowers, which was the Hundred Flowers Order!
"The palace master is no longer satisfied with your efficiency, she knows that her sister is playful, so she gave me the Hundred Flowers Order, and came to assist you in finishing your work and immediately returned to the Hundred Flowers Palace. ”
Seeing Baihualing, Xiaoxue didn't say anything, sat on the spot, stroked her right hand, and a piece of Xiaoding appeared.
"Xiaoxue, are you sure everyone has fallen for the Hundred Flowers Dream?" Hua Qianling confirmed again.
"Of course!" replied to Xiaoxue, and then kept conjuring up the magic with both hands.
"Dream of Hundred Flowers" is a poison specially developed by the Hundred Flowers Palace for this mission, it is colorless, tasteless and formless, first hidden deep into the human body, and then attacks at any time with the control of the person who administers the poison, and the method is different, the attack mode is also different. This is also the reason why when Long Sheng died, except for Hua Shenguang entering the realm of feeling the point of light, no one noticed anything unusual.
In fact, Hua Shenguang also happened to be in that state, he couldn't stay in that state at any time, otherwise everything in his eyes would change and affect his normal life.
Of course, even if the master of the Hongfa Hall came, he would not be able to find the existence of any poison, otherwise the Hundred Flowers Palace would not have used this poison in order to avoid the discovery of the Hongfa Palace. The realm of mana cannot interfere in worldly affairs, and the Hundred Flowers Palace is to cause the unnatural death of the royal family of Daping Kingdom, and people can't find the reason.
In the dead of night, it is the best time to commit a murder. Except for a few night owls, most of them were already asleep, and even in the Red Mansion in the capital, men and women hugged each other and fell asleep. With the change of Xiaoxue's technique, the former imperial concubines in the palace who fell into the "Dream of a Hundred Flowers" lost their breath one by one, and completely bid farewell to the world in their deep sleep.
They will never see the sun tomorrow, they will not feel any pain, and they will not let others find any reason, and before they go to sleep, it will become their last memory in this world.
Long Dingtian, Long Anmin, and Long Feixue, who were also asleep, were safe and sound, if it weren't for Hua Shenguang to relieve their poison, the newly enthroned Son of Heaven would have become the shortest and shortest-lived Son of Heaven in the history of Daping Kingdom!
In the palace, the death of a large number of concubines was not noticed by anyone, and teams of Praetorian Guards interspersed and walked through, stopping the assassins who wanted to infiltrate the palace, but they could not stop the terrifying and mysterious "Dream of a Hundred Flowers"!
In Washington, Hua Xingwen just turned over, changed his sleeping position, turned from the right side to the left, and his right hand suddenly hung down on the edge of the bed, and after a few gentle swings with inertia, he didn't move anymore!