Ling Lingqi said with a calm face: "What if I shouldn't do this." ”

The eighth prince said with a smile: "As long as you take a step away from Mingyue Tower, this matter will be boiling and spread all over the capital." The people in the capital know, and within a month, everyone in the world will know. Everyone in the world knows about it, you should think about it, right?"

Ling Ling Qirao is very witty, and when he encounters this matter, he can't help but hesitate for a while. The eighth prince laughed and said, "Think about it, I won't force you today." I'll take my leave, and when you're done, it's not too late to tell me. In the midst of laughter, he brushed his sleeves away.

Ling Lingqi felt a dazed feeling in his heart, and sat weakly on the little round orange. Lin Wanrong didn't expect this to be the end, and wept: "I hurt you." I don't know, but it turned out to be a trap they set. ”

Ling Lingqi shook his head and said, "I can't blame you for this. Since they are intent on calculating me, even if they don't let you perform their beauty tricks, there will always be other ways. ”

Ling Lingqi sat in the Mingyue Building, asked someone to make a pot of Biluo Chunlai, sat by the window, while drinking tea, while thinking about countermeasures. Lin Wanrong felt quite sorry in her heart and sat aside to accompany her.

At noon, someone suddenly came into the house and said with a smile: "Young Master Ling, we are really fateful, we actually met here again." It was a woman's voice.

Ling Lingqi was stunned, and when she looked back, she saw a young woman with heavy makeup and a happy face, but there was a hint of treachery between her eyebrows. When Ling Lingqi saw this, her anger rushed upward, it turned out that this woman was the Heavenly Witch who had plotted against him with a poisonous needle.

Seeing that his face was not good, the Heavenly Witch smiled and said, "Young Master Ling, are you still holding a grudge against your concubine?" Ling Gongzi, I really can't see it, it turns out that you are also a romantic person. ”

Ling Lingqi shouted: "What are you here for, are you here for Shi Miyuan's pursuit and killing order?" I didn't expect that even the capital of Mongolia could be found by you, but you alone dared to come, I am afraid that you will underestimate me too much." ”

The Heavenly Witch smiled: "You are now the guest of honor of the Eighth Prince, no matter how beneficial Shi Xiang is, you can't help but give the Eighth Prince this face." From now on, Jizomon will not come to you again. ”

Ling Lingqi sneered and said, "Even the ghost gate has been bought, and the capital of the eighth prince is not small." ”

The Heavenly Witch smiled: "Yes, the Eighth Prince treats you, but it is indeed different. He looked at Lin Wanrong a few times, and there was a sound of "tsk" in her mouth, and praised: "A good peugeot girl, with a flower and moon appearance, is rare in the world." Ling Gongzi, you are not shallow. ”

Ling Lingqi snorted and ignored her.

Lin Wanrong blushed. When she saw the Heavenly Witch, she always felt a little familiar, and she kept listening to her voice again, but she just couldn't remember when she had heard it.

The Heavenly Witch smiled: "I came here on the orders of Shi Xiang, and I have one thing to ask you to do." I also hope that Ling Gongzi will not refuse. ”

Ling Lingqi was stunned, he had already guessed that she would not come for no reason, and asked, "I see, how does Shi Xiang know that I will definitely agree?"

The Heavenly Witch smiled: "This matter is very simple, as long as you go to kill someone, after the matter is completed, Shi Xiang will definitely be rewarded." ”

Ling Lingqi sneered: "Killing, why should I kill for him?"

The Heavenly Witch smiled: "Shi Xiang said, you will do anything for the sake of Liu Yu'er." ”

Ling Lingqi sighed and said, "Okay, you say, who do you want me to kill?"

The Heavenly Witch said, "You just have to say yes." This afternoon, after you went to Baoxiang Temple, someone naturally told you how to do it. ”

Ling Lingqi sneered and nodded silently. The Heavenly Witch observed the words and knew that he had agreed, so she was secretly happy, and said goodbye immediately, glanced at Lin Wanrong again, and said with a smile: "What a beautiful girl, I really feel sorry for me." With a twist of his waist, he went downstairs.

Lin Wanrong listened to her last words, coupled with her laughter, her whole body was shocked, and she muttered, "Could it be her, how is this possible?"

Although her voice was small, Ling Lingqi still heard it, and said strangely: "Miss Lin, what did you say?"

Lin Wanrong was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "No, I didn't say anything?"

Ling Lingqi was feeling annoyed, so he didn't ask any more.

In the afternoon, he walked out of the Mingyue Tower and went to Baoxiang Temple. Although he is not familiar with the capital of Mongolia, but Baoxiang Temple is very famous in this city, casually ask, someone carefully pointed, turn a few streets, come to the south of the city, far away to see a row of red courtyard walls in front, know that it is Baoxiang Temple.

At the moment, he was mixed with the good men and women who went to the incense, and mixed into the temple. The incense of Baoxiang Temple is vigorous, up to the Mongolian king Genghis Khan and his concubines, princes and ministers, down to the common people, many have come to incense.

When Ling Lingqi came to the temple, suddenly a thin monk came over and said in a low voice, "Donor, please take a step to speak." ”

Ling Lingqi was stunned, and followed him to a secluded place.

The monk said, "You are hiding in the hall of the Mahavira Treasure, and in a short time, the temple will be cleared here." Idle people, etc., are not allowed to stay. ”

Ling Lingqi said in a low voice, "Who is the target?"

The monk said, "The first person to enter the hall of the Mahavira to offer incense." Then he turned around and walked away.

Ling Lingqi quietly sneaked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and when he saw the Buddha statue, he could hide, and immediately floated up and hid.

After a while, sure enough, there was a shout of expulsion of idlers outside. After a while, the temple became quiet.

Ling Lingqi's heart was pounding, and he said in his heart: "Who came to enter the incense, it won't be Genghis Khan, who is the Tianjiao of that generation, right?"

After a while, the door of the hall opened, and a few old monks entered, and four more guards entered, standing on both sides. Then a man in his thirties slowly entered the temple. The man was wearing an ochre yellow robe, a jade belt around his waist, a beard on his mouth, and a slightly pale face, and his appearance was naturally not handsome, all of them were Mongolian Tartars. He held the incense in his hand, whispered his blessings, and then bowed a few times in front of the Buddha, and stepped forward to insert the incense on the incense table in front of the Buddha.

Suddenly, a masked figure silently floated down from behind the Buddha statue, stabbed the man in the chest with a sword in his hand.

Several guards were shocked, and they waved their swords one after another, but these people were not mediocre, and their swordsmanship was skillful. The masked man was Ling Lingqi, he was forced to return to the sword and open the long swords of several people, followed by the long sword and stabbed, those people were either swords in the chest or swords in the arms, but no one could catch a move, and they fell to the ground with swords one after another. He didn't want to hurt anyone's life, so he only stabbed half a point into his body with each sword.

Ling Lingqi didn't expect that the martial arts of these Mongolian guards were not very good, and he couldn't help but be stunned. He stabbed the four men, and then raised his sword and stabbed at the man in the ochre robe. The man took a few steps back with a look of fear, but he knew that he could not avoid such a swift sword no matter what.

Suddenly, a woman rushed to the temple and cried out, "You can't kill him!"

Ling Lingqi was stunned, but saw that the woman's face was discolored, and it was Lin Wanrong. (To be continued.) )