Chapter 155: The Golden Cicada Sheds Its Shell (10)
Leaving the Heart Cultivation Temple, cold sweat soaked through his clothes.
Su Ru was outside, and her smile was as beautiful as a peach blossom: "I can't imagine that after chatting for so long, the saint is very interested in you, you should cherish it!" β
Shen Qianjun was deeply moved: "Thank you for the cooperation of Jianguo." β
Su Ru sent Shen Qianjun away, and said as he walked: "With the relationship between you and Qianzi."
Between us, there is no need to be polite.
Let me ask you.
I like a thousand purples. β
Look at the question.
Shen Qianjun was embarrassed: "We have married brother and sister, I am her brother, and she is my sister." β
Su Ru smiled and said, "Because of this, this palace wants to ask you for a favor."
After the gala.
No matter what, Qianzi has to get married.
This is not only what I mean, but also what the saints mean.
I have a roster in my hand.
It has the name, portrait, and status of the genius of the gods.
You're her brother.
If you don't find time, help the staff officer. β
Shen Qianjun took it head-on: "Xie Jianguo trusts, then I will help, staff officer." β
"Hmm!" Su Ru nodded: "After the grand ceremony, you and Wan Qianzi have to give the answer to this palace, and this palace will report to the saint."
The sage decreed.
In the giving of the big wedding. β
Shen Qianjun said: "Remember your humble duties. β
Just about to leave~
Su Ru called him: "The Tianmu Festival is set for tomorrow, don't wait." β
"What?" Shen Qianjun was stunned for a long time: "The saint just came out of the customs?" β
"Tomorrow." Su Ru nodded: "What the saint means." β
Let's go!
This old emperor is thoughtful, and it is better to choose a day than to hit the day.
It's neat, but it's really good.
The Tianmu Grand Ceremony was held, and officials from all over the Infinite Country had already arrived in advance.
On a specific day, the whole god is mysterious.
Not disclosed in advance.
It's a good thing, the notice came out of nowhere.
The festival is tomorrow.
God is under martial law, and I can't go home tonight.
Leaving the Imperial City, thousands of purples were waiting outside.
Shen Qianjun rode thousands of purples and asked her to go quickly.
It's cold in this place.
Chatting with the saint, that is what makes the companion like a tiger.
Who knows which sentence is not understood, the little heart is sudden.
The emperor can trust himself, not for anything else.
One is to believe in Gao Lieyang's vision.
Second, the plan proposed by oneself must be effective.
If you don't play dead this time, it's all a toss for him.
Thousands of purple jade bodies are exquisite, the bounce coefficient is high, and the speed is fast.
Shen Qianjun hugged my fair lady and felt the strength of the little electric buttocks: "Sister!
Brother's heart is not stimulated.
You will be high and low, brother blood pressure can't stand it.
Just now in the Heart Cultivation Palace, the emperor's legs were white and long.
I heard that you lived to be 200 years old? β
Wan Qianzi was stunned and continued to run: "Eight hundred years old, I am also your sister."
What kind of brother.
What's going on tonight? β
Shen Qianjun hugged Xiangxiang's shoulders tightly and put his legs together: "You arrange it tonight, let's have a good chat."
The prison gave me a roster.
They are all young talents in Shendu.
I've got to help you get a husband.
After the ceremony, you're married. β
Holding thousands of purples at this moment, Shen Qianjun was still a little reluctant.
On the one hand, I can't bear to treat her as my good sister.
On the one hand, such a good girl feels very panicked by anyone.
Wan Qianzi sighed, her face was a little red: "Then you can be a staff officer."
Brother let me marry whom.
I'll marry whomever I want. β
"So good?" Shen Qianjun knew that this girl was in shape, and the girl who had lived for two hundred years had her own thoughts: "Then let's study your future husband well tonight."
Don't worry, my brother found you the husband.
Absolutely, more suitable than what you are looking for yourself. β
Wan Qianzi pouted: "Oh~"
β¦β¦
Tomorrow is the celestial ceremony, and the gods will be under full martial law tonight.
There are no irrelevant people in the imperial capital city, and they can't even bring a mosquito into it.
Chemicals can only be detonated by an open flame if they are fused with a water source.
It is now known that there are large, underground pipes in the place where the canopy festival is held.
When the problem of water is solved, the next step is chemicals.
The only chance for chemicals to enter the Imperial Capital City is the Sky Canopy Festival.
In other words, tonight, they will all go into the city.
It is impossible for the imperial court to inspect all officials, family members, carriages, in every detail.
Or;
The door guard, which is responsible for the inspection, has also been infiltrated.
The inside should be seamless.
Just wait for tomorrow.
"What do you think?" Thousands of purple cornices walked on the wall, taking Shen Qianjun back to the six doors.
She is single and lives in the yamen.
Office, home, all in one.
Awesome no.
Shen Qianjun covered his head, and said in his heart: "Sister, you eat all the time, let's talk while drinking."
I was frightened just now, and I had to go to the toilet to press it. β
Wan Qianzi smiled and said, "Be scared by the saint." β
"Yes, yes, you hurry up and get something to eat.
I'll squat first. β
I felt the rhythm of the godless treasure.
Shen Qianjun couldn't wait to go to the pit and come out with his broken phone.
The godless group chat is very lively.
Eleven people, all in place.
Led by the group leader Zhou Muling, they are all discussing the Tianmu Festival.
Existing information indicates!
In this grand ceremony, the Spring and Autumn Dao will carry out the ultimate assassination of Emperor Zhao.
But the problem is ~
The news is too flooded.
Spring and Autumn Dao did such a big thing, how did the news leak.
Or is it that all this was deliberately done by Spring and Autumn Dao.
If it's true.
Did Chunqiu Dao deliberately give the assassination plan more difficult?
The emperor is not stupid, waiting for you to kill.
Unless~
The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.
Behind the yellow finch, there is an eagle.
Behind the eagle, there is still a hind hand.
The entire assassination plan is a serial set.
Layers of matryoshka doll ......
Looking at the analysis of these ancestors in the group, it is also remarkable.
But no one can say exactly how to layer the nesting dolls.
As an assassinated saint, how will the golden cicada come out of its shell tomorrow?
At present, it is the focus of attention of all parties.
There is news that;
Spring and Autumn Dao made careful preparations for this conspiracy.
Even the word came down:
Emperor Lao'er~
It's unthinkable;
our assassination program;
How sharp and foolproof.
Infinite Country, it's time for someone else to sit on that dragon chair.
At that time, the queen mother, the beauty of the prison country, and the seventy-two concubines of the harem.
They are all the leaders of the Spring and Autumn Period, Tu Yunxiao, and the things in the bag.
When the old man occupies the palace, he will definitely take care of the emperor's woman, and he will howl every night.
Aha~
The Great Zhao National Movement will end tomorrow.
Let's look at my Spring and Autumn Dao, how to slay the dragon.
Shen Qianjun wiped his sweat, and said in his heart that this is awesome.
You don't know what bad idea my brother gave to the saint.
You know, you can be angry.
In the godless group, there is also a whole investigation:
Ask tomorrow?
The emperor is dead or alive.
Eleven people in the group:
Those who thought the emperor was dead accounted for seven.
There are only three who think that the emperor is immortal.
Among them, Zhou Muling, Thunderbolt General, and a person called Slow Play 666.
There are 10 of the 11 people in the group, and they are all bubbling.
Except for yourself.
Like Simon Cannon, Little Pink, Hercules Chicken, all @ yourself.
Come out and vote.
Shen Qianjun didn't think about it and voted for it.
Tomorrow's spring and autumn road, the white chicken tossed.
Emperor Zhao, Infinite State.
The country's fortunes are not over.
At the moment, the godless group chat is even more lively.
There are 11 people in the group.
There are seven people who think that the emperor is old and can't escape tomorrow's catastrophe.
There are four people who think that the Spring and Autumn Period is a blind toss for white chickens.
Zhou Muling was very happy: [Everyone is together.]
On behalf of the founder, I issue the order of tomorrow. ]
Is this going to be a thing?
Shen Qianjun frowned, don't come out with a moth.
The group chat was silent and tense.
Zhou Muling asked: [@ζζδΊΊ.
How many people are currently in the Divine Capital, or who will be able to come to the Divine Capital tomorrow?
Report it to me now. ]
Soon~
General Thunderbolt, Ximen Cannon, Hercules Chicken, Wu Meiniang.
Slow play 666, Brother Hongxingnan, all OK.
[That's ......] Zhou Muling calculated: [There are six people in total, and they are currently in the Shendu.
Okay, that's pretty much enough. ]
Ximen Cannon asked: [Tomorrow's Tianmu Festival, Spring and Autumn Road to do things, what are we doing?]
Assassinate the emperor? ]
Zhou Muling snorted: [Listen to the six of you!]
Spring and Autumn Dao assassinated the emperor.
They are praying mantis catching cicadas, and we yellow finches are behind.
Tomorrow's Mission:
Assassinate the head of the Spring and Autumn Dao and slaughter Yunxiao.
There must be no mistakes~]