As he spoke, he smelled his sleeves, and his face was full of unspeakable expressions.
Mo Chuan Leng for a moment, as expected, smell the smell of small four body.
"And then?"
"Chasing the wind said it must be an assassin. He asked the slave to guard here. He went after him. How could he know that he didn't come back for half a day, but there was a rain of horse dung here. The slave tried to dodge and was not hit by the horse dung. The horse dung seemed to fall from the sky, but the slave didn't even see half a person's shadow. What a surprise
Mo Chuan's eyebrows wrinkled again.
Small four said things are too mysterious, he did not see someone, but does not mean no one.
Must be a master, action such as electricity, come and go like the wind, so small four just did not find each other's trace.
But if the other side is such a master, he enters the palace like walking on the ground. If he really comes for Ning'er, he wants to assassinate him. Maybe there are ten of her who can't live now?
If the other party is not an assassin, what does he come into the palace for? Just throwing horse manure in this yard for a prank?
Anyway, as long as she's OK!
"And then? Chasing the wind, you've got a man? Can you see who's playing tricks? "
Follow the wind and hang your head.
"My subordinates are useless."
As soon as he heard this, he saw nothing.
Mo Chuan is not angry, frowning more and more tight.
There are very few people who can escape the pursuit of the wind.
Even his lightness skill is inferior to chasing the wind.
Even chasing the wind can not catch up with the people, what kind of master?
He has been able to conclude that there are at least two assassins, one leading the chase away, and the other teasing Xiao Si here.
But these two people did not kill, as if just to play a trick.
Is it just a prank?
Master like this, come to the palace courtyard to throw horse dung to play?
No one believes this, and mochuan will never believe it.
He felt that the two men didn't come to assassinate, but to step on the plate to explore the way.
Step on the plate? Exploring the way?
Mo Chuan's heart suddenly moved.
"Have you cleaned up all the horse manure in the yard?" he asked quietly
"It's all cleaned up. The slave also asked them to put a lot of incense in the yard. It's absolutely not smoked to the empress. It's just that the slave has no time to bathe and change clothes. The smell and smell on his body..."
"I know. You and chase the wind go down." Mo Chuan waved his hand.
The fourth busy way: "emperor, the slave is afraid that the assassin will come again, let the slave and chase wind continue to guard here."
Mo Chuan light way: "if the assassin comes again, you can catch it?"
Xiao Si can't answer at the moment. He looks ashamed and looks down at the wind.
Today's events let chase wind feel a great frustration.
He always felt that even if he could not match the emperor's martial arts, there was no one who could be better than himself when it came to lightness.
The emperor has said before that there are people outside people and there are days outside.
But he has always been proud of his lightness skills.
But today's event gave him a blow in the head, making him suddenly become confused.
Is there anyone in the world who is better than his own lightness skill?
If he could see the shadow of the assassin, he would not have been so depressed, but he did not see anything.
He just intuitively sensed a direction and decided that the assassin must have run in that direction.
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