On the other hand, in a magnificent garden, a young man dressed in a small yellow coat, 20 up and down, with a head of Swertia rats, was running all the way to the inside. His face was all excited. It was Huang Laojiu.

When the people passing by saw him, they all bowed down and said, "little prince!"

"All right, no gift, no gift!"

Impatiently waving his hand, Huang Laojiu quickly heard, "where's my sister? Where is she now?"

"Tell the little prince that the princess is practicing in the practice room!"

"I see. I'll find her. This time I'll tell her a good news to make her happy. Hey, hey!" with a slap, Huang Laojiu left.

When he came to a secret room, he gently opened the crack in the door and looked inside. He saw a graceful figure dancing like a crane in the clouds, and the sword in his hand was cold.

It seemed to be aware that someone was peeking. The figure's wrist shook. The sword immediately flew out and flew straight to Huang Laojiu's door.

"No, no, no, sister, it's me!"

Huang Laojiu was so frightened that his face turned white that he waved his hand again and again. He only heard a ding. The blade stabbed on the board three inches away from his face and kept shaking.

Huang Laojiu was frightened in a cold sweat. He gently pushed the door open, walked in and sighed, "can you not use a sword every time you say hello to me?"

"Then can you come to me every time and don't be sneaky like a thief? It's already done if I don't cut you down!"

Rolling his eyes, the shadow took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead, revealing a heroic and threatening appearance.

Although he is a woman, he is not as delicate as an ordinary woman. On the contrary, he has the spirit of heroism and heroism. She is an individual beauty with a certain flavor.

"Eh, what's wrong with your face? You fought with someone? Why is your face black and blue, like a pig's head?"

"How can it be? How can I fight with others? I'm the ninth prince, and the bodyguard around me is the king of war. Who can come closer to me? Isn't that looking for death, cut."

Disdainfully, Huang Laojiu said proudly on his face.

When the woman heard this, she was even more puzzled: "yes, you have the guard of the war King around you. That face is..."

"Beaten!"

The yellow old nine sighed helplessly.

The woman was stunned and completely stunned: "didn't you say you didn't fight with anyone?"

"Yes, I didn't fight with anyone. I was just beaten!"

"You..."

She shook her head in tears and laughter. The woman smiled angrily and said, "then you might as well fight with others. It's embarrassing that you only have to be beaten. Besides, aren't you accompanied by guards? There is a war King expert. How can you be beaten like this? What were they doing when you were beaten?"

"Ouch, sister, I just want to tell you about it!"

Hearing her asking, Huang Laojiu was overjoyed. Regardless of the pain on his face, he pulled his cheek and said, "brother, I'll avenge you today!"

"You? Avenge me? For what?"

"The Revenge of killing husband!"

With a stare in his eyes, Huang Laojiu said proudly: "I sent two killers to assassinate the Murong mountain today. Nine times out of ten, the old man must be dead this time. Just wait for the good news."

"What, you sent someone to kill Murong mountain?"

As soon as he said this, his sister was very anxious and said with a scorched face: "Nonsense, it's nonsense. Is Murong mountain a yellow haired boy like you who can kill him if you want to kill him? Don't mention that there are heavy soldiers around him and there are many experts. Only his own strength can have the third-order peak state of the king of war. Who can kill your incompetent slaves? I'm afraid he has been shot dead by his arrows before he entered the door It's over! "

"Ouch, elder sister, although those wastes under my hand are not good, my brother, I met experts today. They must have no problem!"

"Master? What master?"

"That's what I'm going to tell you today!"

At the corner of his mouth, Huang Laojiu excitedly pointed to the wound on his face and said, "see? This is the trace left by the master when he hit me. Didn't you say that I was protected by the war king master, how could I be beaten? To tell you the truth, my guard of the war King's strength was stuffed into the wall and couldn't move in front of the master after a round."

"It's no problem for others. Before I knew what was going on, I was all knocked down by the expert. Moreover, the expert asked me about Murong mountain's residence and said he wanted to assassinate him. I said it was nice, so I showed them the way. I can guarantee that with the strength of that high hand, if I want to kill Murong mountain, I'm at least 70% sure!"

"What, the war king master around you can't pass a round with him?"

After listening to his words, the woman's face was solemn, her eyebrows were deeply wrinkled, and she murmured, "if so, this man's strength is at least the peak of the third level of the king of war, but he can make two moves with Murong mountain. Or he has broken through the realm of the emperor of war, so killing Murong mountain is more important. By the way, what does the master look like?"

"I didn't see. They were all wearing hats!"

"That's right. The assassination of a high-ranking general really shouldn't show his true face. But if Murong mountain is stabbed to death in the imperial capital, my father will have a headache. Alas!"

Shaking her head, the woman frowned.

Huang Laojiu took a deep look at her and murmured, "sister, don't you want Murong mountain to die?"

"Hope, of course. The palace wants to drink its blood and eat its meat, hum!"

A naked killing intention flashed in her eyes, and the woman clutched her fists tightly with hatred.

Suddenly, just then, a cry suddenly rang out. A servant girl outside hurriedly ran in and shouted, "princess, great joy, great joy. It is said that the first-class general of the dynasty, Murong mountain, was assassinated last night and has died. It is said that his head has been cut off. The vengeance of the son-in-law is finally avenged."

"Really?"

On her face, the princess was excited and tears filled her eyes.

Huang Laojiu said proudly, "sister, look, what did I say? I won't read the two masters wrong yesterday. I really don't have the ability."

"Oh, by the way, Xiaocui, the Murong mountain is dead. Have the two assassins been caught? Have you heard who killed the old thief of Murong mountain? If the two strong men are caught, they will be killed by the Murong family and die generously. I must remember their names and pay a good Memorial to them every tomb sweeping day."

Huang Laojiu looked respectful.

The servant girl listened, tilted her head and thought, "it seems that the assassins who assassinated Murong mountain didn't catch them, but I heard they left their names before they left?"

"What name?"

"Emperor capital Huang Jiuye!"

"I'll go, your sister's!"

Huang Laojiu, who was listening carefully, suddenly froze and murmured: "These two ungrateful things, I draw maps for them. Before they leave, they don't forget to buckle such a big black pot on the king's head. It's not very righteous. No wonder I want to see what they look like. They let me go home and look in the mirror. That's the case. Let me stand on the bar. It's Lao Tzu who killed Murong mountain?"

"Brother Huang, what are you talking about?"

The princess was puzzled and looked at him strangely, but she only heard the sharp voice of a eunuch outside: "come and pass on your Majesty's will. Huangfuren, the ninth prince, has something to do with the assassination of general Murong. He who dares to resist the order will be judged as guilty!"

Hiss!

Qi Qi took a breath, and all the three people in the room were shocked, especially the nine princes.

So fast? Why don't you catch thieves so fast? Woo woo... Those two heroes, you killed me!

I curse you for having lovers and becoming brothers and sisters