Chapter 811

At this time, the time of Hai had passed, and the people in the prince's house rested one after another. The prince Shangguan Qi went to the study because he was too excited to sleep.

He never dreamed that good luck would come so quickly. He said he would turn over!

He thought there was a shangguanyan to hinder him. He had to be silent for at least several years to make a comeback——

"Sure enough, God helps me!"

The prince couldn't hide his smile. He was a little more pleasant to those at the door. "It's getting late. Go and have a rest."

The bodyguards held fists one after another: "subordinates are not tired."

"There are so many guards outside. No one will break in."

"Your Highness said yes, but be careful to sail for ten thousand years."

The prince was so happy that he almost forgot himself. At this time, he was calm after listening to the bodyguard.

Also, the more you look at this joint, the more you should be careful.

"Your Highness, go and have a rest. Don't you have to go early tomorrow?"

Mentioned this, the prince's smile once again floated to the corners of his lips.

Yes, he can go to early morning again.

Those who want to see his jokes with the Han family finally lose their chin again!

But he couldn't sleep at the moment. He took out some books and decided to review the way of governing the country.

Suddenly, a big bird landed on his windowsill.

The prince was about to call the bodyguard, but he found that the bird was very obedient and did not attack.

And the bird very spiritually stretched out a bird's claw. The arrogant little expression seemed to say, pick up.

Why do I think a bird has an expression? I'm afraid I'm not crazy?

The prince's eyes fell on the bird's claws and accidentally saw a tied note.

"A note from the Han family?"

The prince whispered and looked at Xiao Jiu. The Han family no longer used carrier pigeons but Eagles instead?

The prince took down the note full of doubts. He saw it written in black and white: "come to the cold palace quickly, disguise easily, and don't let anyone find it."

No signature.

But the handwriting was recognized by the prince and clearly belonged to his mother's imperial concubine.

Why did the mother imperial concubine let him go to the cold palace in disguise so late?

Is something wrong?

No, the mother imperial concubine asked someone to bring him a message this morning. If there's nothing wrong, don't go to the cold palace, and don't hurry to gather courtiers to plead for her.

The prince looked at the note: "there's something strange."

In the alley.

Gu Chengfeng's neck was almost crooked: "don't put the weight of you two on my head?"

Gu Jiao: "No."

Long Yi: slightly.

Gu Chengfeng: "

Gu Chengfeng's face was black. His slender neck bore the weight he shouldn't bear at this age.

"Well, why don't you come out?" Gu Jiao asked.

"Can't he see the flaw?" Gu Chengfeng said, "we don't know if Han has explained anything to him. If Han says he won't contact him, he won't be easily fooled --"

Gu Chengfeng's words were only half said. Long Yishua straightened up and stared awkwardly at a direction in the night.

Gu Jiao also straightened up.

The two mountains overhead are gone. Gu Chengfeng's neck is light and his breathing is smooth.

"Longyi, what's the matter?" Gu Jiao asked.

With a Shua, the Dragon picked up Gu Jiao and flew away into the night.

Gu Chengfeng uses his lightness skill to keep up.

The three came to the back door of the prince's house. At this time, an insignificant servant carriage came out slowly.

The coachman dressed up as a eunuch is a dead man with excellent martial arts.

Gu Jiao's lips were hooked.

It seems that the prince has taken the bait.

The crown prince was not so careless in the past. He was dazzled by the joy of regaining the crown prince, so he fell into the plan so easily.

In order not to be discovered, it is naturally impossible for him to travel with the mighty army. He took ten royal guards to protect him secretly.

This lineup is enough to deal with ordinary experts, but it's still too light to take advantage of the enemy in longyi's hands.

Or maybe Han and dark soul didn't have time to mention dragon one with the crown prince.

The carriage drove on the silent street. In order not to attract attention, the prince specially chose the remote street as the route.

This is also convenient for them.

Ten royal guards are walking on the eaves on both sides.

Whew!

One is missing.

Whew!

Another one is missing.

The leading royal guards on the left turn back, one, two, three, four.

Look back, one, two, three.

Look back, one, two.

He turned back for the fourth time——

Long Yi: slightly.

As soon as the royal guards' hair was fried, they drew their sword and shouted, "protect -"

Protect your uncle!

Gu jiaoshua jumped out from behind the dragon, grabbed a small stick, and knocked him unconscious!

Generally speaking, these royal guards are not too difficult. In about a quarter of an hour, all ten people were knocked unconscious.

Gu Chengfeng went straight to the prince's carriage. The coachman's face changed and hurried to pull out his sword. Unexpectedly, before pulling it out, Gu Chengfeng sealed his throat with a dart!

Gu Chengfeng was surprised: "Wow, the concealed weapon given by nanshiniang is easy to use!"

The coachman fell from the carriage and hit the ground with a bang.

The horse was frightened, raised its front hooves and ran around. The prince was bumped so that the whole person hit the car wall.

He held the car wall to stabilize his body, covered his hurt forehead, and asked coldly, "what's the matter?"

Gu Chengfeng sat in the coachman's position, grabbed the reins and calmed the horse down. He smiled faintly and said, "it's all right. The prince is sitting still."

There's something wrong with the sound.

The prince flung the curtain open.

Just at this time, the dragon and Gu Jiao landed on the outer seat. Gu Jiao gave the prince a fist face-to-face. The prince turned his eyes and fainted.

While driving the carriage, Gu Chengfeng looked back at the prince with a bloody nose and asked, "no, what did you do to stun him?"

Gu Jiao paused: "Oh, I forgot."

You don't have to fight this.

Gu Chengfeng sighed helplessly, "Oh, forget it. If you faint, you'll faint. Take it back first."

"Yes!" Gu Jiao nodded seriously.

Long Yi sits on the roof. Gu Jiao and Gu Chengfeng sit on the outer seat. The prince lies on the floor of the carriage. No one cares about him. He is bruised.

Passing by a quiet street, longyi heard the sound of fierce fighting.

Longyi didn't move.

He is not interested in other people's fights.

Soon, Gu Jiao and Gu Chengfeng heard it.

Gu Chengfeng was naturally good-looking and lively. He couldn't help asking, "who? Such a murderous spirit at night? "

Gu Jiao listened carefully and said, "it seems to be the voice of Taoist Qingfeng and the dust."

"Dust?" Gu Chengfeng frowned. "Is it Jingkong's Shifu who hasn't appeared for thousands of years? The Xuanyuan monk? "

"Well... Almost." Gu Jiao nodded. That guy is not a real monk.

Gu Chengfeng was about to ask if we should go and have a look. As a result, he saw that the dragon, who had never cared about his business, ran away!

He went to the street where they fought.

Gu Chengfeng said, "what is he doing?"

Gu Jiao blinked: "no, he heard the master of clearance. He went to help Chen."

Taoist priest Qingfeng and liaochen were in a fierce battle. They fought up and down, but suddenly a tall and powerful figure came into the air.

With hair, the road is long.

Hairless, monk.

Long Yi found the target and hit Taoist priest Qingfeng with a fist!

Qingfeng Taoist priest's eyes trembled and hurriedly took back the killing move to deal with the dust. He jumped up with his toes and avoided the blow of Long Yi.

Long Yi's fist hit the stone pillar behind him and made several cracks!

Taoist Qingfeng stood on the roof, looked at the unexpected helper with a dignified look, glanced at the dust and said, "I'll kill you next time!"

Then he turned and disappeared into the night.

Liaochen turned around and his eyes fell on longyi.

The dragon is tall, wearing a tusk mask and a long sword on his back. He looks ferocious, but it was the man... Or the dead man who helped him.

"Although I don't need your help, thank you anyway," he said

"Oh, really? It's not the dragon. You'll be beaten again. "

Gu Jiao jumped down from the carriage.

The dust hummed, "I didn't kill him."

This is a big truth. Taoist priest Qingfeng really wants to kill Chen. Only when he gets tired of him, he occasionally puts a few killing moves. Generally speaking, he does it lightly.

"Long Yi, Gu Chengfeng." Gu Jiao introduced.

Gu Chengfeng stepped out of the carriage, greeted Chen and said, "I heard you are the master of clearance. I've heard a lot about you."

The dust smiled, and the waves in the peach blossom's eyes flowed: "you're welcome."

Gu Chengfeng was stunned. Is it really good for a monk to look so evil?

Liaochen was still interested in longyi: "where is this dead man from? It looks good. "

Gu Jiao said, "guess?"

The dust spread his hand and sighed, "I can't guess."

Gu Jiao held her arms in both hands: "then guess slowly. Anyway, I won't tell you."

The dust tutted and said with a faint smile: "girl, you are not kind."

Pop!

Longyi's jade wrench fell to the ground.

I don't know what craft this jade wrench is made of. It can't be broken easily.

The Dragon bent over and picked up the jade wrench.

Liaochen suddenly changed his face when he saw the jade trigger. He quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to catch the jade trigger in longyi's hand.

Dragon is a man with clear boundaries. Only princess Xinyang, Xiao Heng and Gu Jiao can move his exclusive things. Now he barely counts a small clearance.

The dust seems to be out of this range.

The Dragon slapped the dust one by one.

A slap in the dust's body, the moment he flew out, the cuff brushed, and took off the mask of longyi.

Then, the dust saw a face that turned gray and he wouldn't recognize it.

But at first he saw a young face.

The young man is holding a long sword in his hand. He looks like a Jianghu young Xia who goes his own way, but he is colder than a Xiake.

"Your life, I'll take it today. I have a last word to say now. If I can, I can do it for you. " The young man's voice was clear and cold, without a trace of emotion.

"It seems that I have no choice... I have only one request. Let go of my son. He has just turned eight. Please don't hurt him."

"OK, I promise you." Teenagers should go.

"Dad -- don't --"

"ZHENG'ER, go ahead and don't look back."

"Dad... Dad... Dad -"