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A black shadow jumped on the beam of the front yard of the palace, and after avoiding a team of patrolling Beifu soldiers, he turned over the eaves, jumped over the ridge, and came to the middle hall.

Although he successfully avoided the elite Beifu soldiers, Zhu Hou did not dare to be sloppy at all, and was even more cautious than before. Just because there are many male disciples of the Medicine King Valley living in the middle hall, their alertness is not lower than that of the Beifu soldiers, and their kung fu is even better.

He had come to investigate a few times before, but he was almost discovered, and he only found out the dormitory where King Shuobei lived, but he didn't dare to step into the backyard.

Walking quietly along the corner of the wall, on the back of the roof tiles, without a sound, it took half an hour for Zhu Hou to stand on the backyard wall, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: "Damn, this palace is also too big." ”

After a short break, Zhu Hou looked around and saw that the lights in each room had been stopped, and only a few gauze lamps on the aisle were left, and there was no sound. He immediately jumped down, swept through the tops of the osmanthus trees, skimmed the pond, and floated gently up to the Ogihua Palace.

Ogihua Palace is the dormitory of the king of Shuobei.

The palace was silent, and the usual Shuyu went out of the city with Su Mu, and Xiao Qingyi went back to serve Ye Qiudi.

Zhu Hou's subtlety of light skills, from the front hall of the palace to the dormitory, all the way up and down like a fallen leaf riding the wind, his feet are not stained with light dust, even the white tiger resting in the courtyard did not hear the movement.

Standing in front of the Dihua Palace, Zhu Hou's face was filled with a hint of joy. In the past, this Dihua Palace was the place where he was most unsure of breaking in, and he was about to fall short, but who knew that the king of Shuobei went out of the city and gave him a chance.

Taking a deep breath gently, Zhu Hou pushed open the bedroom window and climbed in.

There was no one in the dormitory, there was a faint fragrance of orchids, and there were a lot of good things on the table in the front room, but Zhu Hou didn't look at it.

His pupils widened, his eyes lit up, and he slowed down, searching for his target. Bypassing the front hall, after some careful searching, Zhu Hou finally found his target next to the bed - a sword was hung on the bed at random, and a cloud pattern could be seen on the sword body when he looked closely, which was very good-looking.

Zhu Hou gently took off the sword and wrapped it in cloud brocade, breathed a sigh of relief, exited the dormitory, closed the window, and floated onto the roof lightly.

After the dormitory, he could leave the palace, but there was a heavily guarded Beifu military camp to protect the safety of the royal family, he didn't dare to go, so he could only sigh lightly and turn around and prepare to return the same way.

Who knew that as soon as he turned around, Zhu Hou was so frightened that he almost lost his soul.

A woman stood behind him at some point, holding a bamboo whip in her hand.

She tilted her head and stared at the three-foot Qingfeng Tianzi Sword held by Zhu Hou, and said, "It turns out that you want to get this thing, why did Xingxing Lou suddenly become interested in the Tianzi Sword?"

Zhu Hou didn't answer, his wide and short body suddenly burst out with agility that shouldn't have appeared on his body, his left foot kicked back, stepped on the roof to break the tiles, and pulled out a "bang" sound, his right foot was raised in the void, and his right hand threw out a handful of lime powder at the same time, his body twisted, and in a blink of an eye, the person had retreated to a zhang away.

But it's only a foot away.

He buried his left foot in the rubble, stopped the inertia of moving forward, stared at the woman who had come to him again at some point in a panic, and heard her say, "Are you a disciple of the Wind Rider, or a disciple of the Absolute Dust Child?"

Zhu Hou didn't answer, and continued to repeat the old trick, but he stood in the original position and stopped, looked at the woman in front of him in horror, and saw her say slowly: "Didn't Luo Weilou tell you that you don't steal things from the Medicine King Valley?"

Zhu Hou swallowed his saliva, his lips were dry, and he said in a voice that he had never heard before: "You...... Is it a human or a ghost?"

"Naturally, it's human. Ye Qiudi chuckled lightly and said, "You have a good light skill, you already have six or seven points of ability for those two old ghosts, no wonder you can't help but alarm the disciples of the Medicine King Valley in front of you." ”

There was already movement in the distance, Zhu Hou's heart sank, and without saying a word, he pulled out the sword of the Son of Heaven, took a step forward, and stabbed straight towards Ye Qiudi.

Ye Qiudi didn't dodge, the bamboo whip in his hand slowly passed forward, just when Zhu Hou thought that his sword would be the first to win, like a person who was shouldering between friends, Ye Qiudi's bamboo whip rubbed his shoulder and stuck to Zhu Hou's left neck.

With a slight flick, Zhu Hou's neck couldn't help but tilt, his center of gravity suddenly lost, and the long sword was also stabbed into the air. The bamboo whip pressed the back of Zhu Hou's neck again, "snapped" twice, and a force of gravity pushed Zhu Hou's entire body from the roof and fell head-on to the ground.

Zhu Hou struggled to get up, and suddenly saw a big insect put its head on his neck.

Ye Qiudi stood on the roof and said, "Tell Luo Weilou that I have detained the thief under him, and if you want someone, come in person." ”

I don't know when the east fence standing in the courtyard should be handed over, and then someone took the sword of the Son of Heaven and locked Zhu Hou in the firewood room in the front yard.

Ye Qiudi floated down the roof, waved the bamboo whip in his hand, and said, "It is indeed a good weapon to teach Su Xiaozi a lesson." He handed it to Xiao Tsing Yi and asked, "They went to treat the daughter of the auxiliary general who died in Ruyin County?"

"Exactly. Kayaka replied aside.

His widow Bai Yunshu heard that the enemy was coming, and she acted calmly, went out with a knife to kill several enemies, led the house slaves to fight and retreat, even Yan Yunjun couldn't help it, far more powerful than her husband. Ye Qiudi said with fascination: "Such a heroine is admirable, I'll go and see it tomorrow." ”

"Hehe, Miss can't wait to see the prince, right?" Xiao Qingyi was straightforward.

"Oops. Xiao Qingyi's brain was crooked, and he pouted dissatisfiedly, but it was the girl who was pulled by Ye Qiudi and went to the dormitory next to the Dihua Palace.

"Usually you went to bed early, why are you still so energetic today?" Ye Qiudi's voice came from afar.

"Oops. Xiao Qingyi complained again, "Miss, you don't know, the prince has not slept at night, and the slave is afraid that he will be uncomfortable alone, so he accompanies him and gradually gets used to it." ”

"Really?"

"En. Xiao Qingyi nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "The slave also helps you keep an eye on him, so as not to let him mess with flowers and grass, and he can't think about it, the last time he went to the West Building, the slave also followed, and he was very well-behaved." ”

"Who taught you this mess?" Ye Qiudi giggled.

"The slave realized it himself. Xiao Tsing Yi's eyes rolled, and he was serious.

Well, what makes Miss happy is all realized by Luzhu herself, and the bad ones are all instigated by cold-faced paper flowers.

......

Feng Qiwu and Banxia, Barley and others were busy until late.

There was no news in the courtyard, and Wei Shu and Wei Sikong's father and son did not dare to rest. The two of them don't stop, Su Musha often can't sleep at night, and naturally he won't rest. He sat in the hall, concerned about the results of the diagnosis and treatment inside, and continued to sit and talk with the two of them, who were also curious about the results, and talked about the spirit.

It wasn't until the morning light was faint that Feng Qiwu and the others came out, and saw that Su Musha was still talking with the sluggish Mr. Ram, and Shuyu was smiling helplessly on the side.