Chapter 336
He went through great difficulty to resist the assassination for Xie Ziying, just for this moment, although Xie Ziying had treasures to protect her body, she would not be killed.
Finally, I was able to enter the martial arts hall, take a glimpse of the reality of the martial arts hall, find the flame arrows, and take the opportunity to destroy the flame arrows.
Fourteen guards followed them out of the Princess' Mansion.
Song Yunge has a new understanding of the luxury of the Princess' Mansion and feels that the gap between the Wulin Sect and the imperial royal family is indeed quite large.
Just looking at the luxury of these guards, you can see it.
All the horses under the crotch are rare horses, and the saddle is made of silver and is snow-white all over.
All the clothes worn are expensive, and walking in the bright sunshine, shining with nobleness.
The pedestrians who were having breakfast on the street saw the horses and silver saddles, and their clothes, and they tactfully retreated.
They rode out of the capital, headed north, and rushed to noon in one breath, and came peacefully under the mountain range like a giant dragon.
Xie Ziying waved her hand, and the guards stopped, then dismounted and led the horse to the woods next to her waiting.
"You're waiting outside too." Xie Ziying turned her head and looked at Song Yunge.
Song Yunge sighed in his heart.
Xie Ziying didn't let herself in yet. Could it be that she hadn't completely become her confidant?
"Princess..." Song Yunge showed a hesitant look.
Xie Ziying looked at him.
Song Yunge said: "Princess, why not go in with me? I don't know how many princes and the others are inside!"
Xie Ziying smiled: "Do you think they will kill me in there?"
"If they receive the news, I'm afraid..." Song Yunge said worriedly: "I'm afraid that it's all!"
Xie Ziying smiled indifferently.
Song Yunge said: "I know that the princess has treasures to protect her body, but no matter how powerful the treasure is, it cannot be protected. If they use despicable methods to trap the princess, then..."
Xie Ziying frowned and pondered for a while.
In fact, she has never commented on the assassination, just because she is sure that they can't do anything to themselves and scratch their teeth.
It is precisely because of your determination that you are not harmless and harmless that you are so transcendent and indifferent.
Song Yunge's words hit her in one go.
She suddenly felt that she had to be careful. If the disciples of the martial arts hall had murderous intentions and were inspiring, even if she could be suppressed, she would have to pay a huge price.
Although Gu Xian's martial arts are not the best, his intuition is amazing and he can detect danger one step ahead of time.
Song Yunge looked at her earnestly.
Xie Ziying pondered for a moment.
Song Yunge hurriedly said, "Princess, let's take me with you!"
Xie Ziying finally shook her head: "Let's talk about it, I'll go in and take a look first."
"Princess!" Song Yunge hurriedly said, "You must be so rampant, you must be careful."
"I will be careful, you can wait outside." Xie Ziying said.
"...Yes." Song Yunge knew there was no hope, so he could only show a worried look. His worried eyes kept sending her into a light and then disappeared.
She disappeared, and the light disappeared, as if she had never appeared.
Song Yunge's face remained worried, and the Yukong Palace activated, wanting to see if he could sense it inside.
Unfortunately, the place in Yukong Hall is strange, with invisible power covering it, resisting the perception of Yukong Hall.
He stood in front of the mountains in a daze, with a worried look on his face, but in fact he felt disappointed.
I really don’t know what secret is hidden in this martial arts hall, why I just refuse to bring Gu Xian in.
He now feels that it is not just a question of whether he is a confidant or not. He is the close maid who is her real confidant.
But I didn't see her bringing her maid here, so it wasn't because she was worried, but I'm afraid there were other reasons.
Then should I give up?
He shook his head, and in the end he could continue, he could always find a way, and he also wanted to see what the magical art of praying for heaven was useful.
He began to focus on the deduction of the mind method and reversed the mind method through the realm of the sword god.
He felt that after a moment, the footsteps sounded, and he quickly came to his senses and saw Xie Ziying walking out of the light lightly.
She left the light and the light disappeared.
"Princess." He stepped forward and clasped his fists: "It's nothing?"
Xie Ziying said lightly: "The wind is calm, let's go, the great magic of the father's heaven-pursuing technique is about to begin."
Song Yunge was excited.
Everyone rode back to the capital. It was already evening, and the sun set, and more than a dozen guards returned to the princess's mansion. Song Yunge and she came to the palace.
The imperial guards in the palace doubled, with three steps and one post, so tight that even a bird could not fly in.
When the two entered the palace, they were stopped by two middle-aged men. They did not search Xie Ziying's body, but asked Song Yunge to hand over the weapon.
Song Yunge frowned and looked at the two of them, showing dissatisfaction, and fully revealing his reckless and arrogance.
"Gu Xian, hand it over." Xie Ziying said: "Are you still afraid that someone will assassinate me in the palace?"
Song Yunge said: "Anything can happen!"
"Don't be too long-winded." Xie Ziying snorted angrily: "Support it!"
Song Yunge showed a helpless look and reluctantly handed over the cylinder, and hummed in disappointment: "This is a treasure, you must not touch it!"
The two middle-aged men were so serious that they seemed to be wearing masks, with no expression on their faces, and they took the cylinder aside.
Song Yunge turned around and looked back a few times, and only then followed Xie Ziying into the gate and walked away, he had to withdraw his gaze.
Xie Ziying shook her head.
Song Yunge said: "I'm worried that they will be bribed by the princes. If they do anything on the flame arrow, it will be troublesome!"
"You..." Xie Ziying shook her head and smiled: "I thought too much!"
Song Yunge said: "I would rather think too much than be plotted against when facing the enemy."
"...Okay, it's up to you." Xie Ziying felt speechless, and he was indeed fine.
The two of them came to the Taihe Palace and saw that there were only two people standing on the steps in front of the Taihe Palace, with twelve snow-white round pots placed under the steps.
One of the two on the steps is Emperor Xie Sheng, and the other is the eunuch Su Qinghe next to him.
Song Yunge looked at him secretly.
Xie Sheng looked about forty years old, with a thin body and a handsome appearance. Obviously, he was also a handsome man when he was young, with bright eyes.
Three wisps of clear beard under his jaw were floating with a bit of dusty aura.
If others do not know his identity, they will think they are a teacher and a secluded person.
The eunuch Su Qinghe around him was round and looked even more blessed than the emperor Xie Sheng. He held a silver whisk in his hand and bent slightly, with a calm momentum.
"Father." Xie Ziying turned her head and looked at her, "Why didn't you see all the emperor brothers and the emperor brothers?"
"I didn't ask them to come." Emperor Xie Sheng said in a deep voice: "No one is worry-free, my father only hopes you come."
Xie Ziying smiled: "Are you afraid they will make trouble? Father, what exactly do you do with the magic of praying for heaven? How do you turn the world around?"
"You will know after the father has performed it." Xie Sheng smiled and said, "If something goes wrong with the father, you will take out the will on the plaque of Taihe Palace."
"Father, is there any danger?" Xie Ziying frowned immediately: "Then forget it!... It's better for me to do it for you. My cultivation is not inferior to you, Father!"
"You can't do it." Xie Sheng shook his head: "You can't do it if you need the blood of the real dragon to activate this technique."
Chapter completed!