Chapter 517

"Naturally," he whispered.

The palace maid didn't doubt anything and didn't dare to ask more. She picked up the food box from the side and rushed out without thinking.

But after just two steps, she had to stop.

The maid of honor bowed her head rigidly, looking at the sharp protruding from her chest in disbelief.

She tried to hypnotize herself, all of which were hallucinations, but the constant cold and pain from her chest to her limbs made it impossible for her to accomplish such a difficult task.

"You..." She opened her mouth difficultly and pointed at the man. There were innumerable curses and resentments in her heart, but she had no chance to say it.

The man looked at the maid without expression in front of him lost all breathing, slowly bent down, pulled out the weapon a little bit.

Looking at the continuous dripping blood above, his eyes could not help but across a touch of disgust.

Looking left and right, he fixed his eyes on the maid's clothes.

Few people go to the crevice of the rockery, let alone the remote place he deliberately found out.

According to the clues pointed out by the palace maid, the man easily found the location of Kunning palace.

Don't know his side more a peeping person, Zhou ruo'an is still living his boring to the extreme life.

Refuse to communicate with others, refuse to go out, every day is not in a daze, is in martial arts, never stop.

Ling Tianwang would come to the gate of Kunning palace every day, but he would not go in. He just looked inside through countless barriers.

Although most of the time, Ling Tianwang can see only a blank, but occasionally, he can see Zhou ruo'an flash by.

The way Ling Tianwang and Zhou ruo'an get along with each other is soon known by others, which also leads to their strong hostility towards Zhou ruo'an.

Ling Tianwang was able to suppress his temperament at the beginning. Later, the court and even the capital began to have a strong smell of blood.

Song Ci slightly hooked his lips and murmured in a low voice, "this is the chance you give me."

He turned his head and looked at the painting on the wall. The bright red clothes of the people in the painting seemed to have turned into splashing blood, and the eyes of Song Ci were scarlet.

I don't know when, the calm surface of the capital began to churn, occasionally you can see the abyss inside.

In the teahouse, several scholars in long clothes gathered together, lowered their voice and exchanged their information mysteriously.

"Do you know?" The scholar in green asked in a low voice, "the empire is in complete disorder."

He has a good appearance, thin appearance also conforms to people's consistent guess for scholars, but the expression on his face makes him look a bit obscene.

He opened the fan in his hand and waited expectantly for others to ask him.

But the fan has been shaking for a long time, but the picture he expected has not come.

Gradually, his frequency of shaking the fan became lower and lower, until at last there was no more movement.

"Aren't you all curious?" He could not help asking.

Those people looked at him, as if with a bit of ridicule, but also as if just a simple gaze.

"It's a long time ago. There's nothing to say."

"Yes, now I get the news that the rebels have been assassinated and many of them have died."

"Yes, there are also people who have changed their status and immediately have the bad habits of the previous people. Eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, all of them account for it!"

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Listen to them, you say a word, I say a word, that person's expression is constantly changing.

He didn't want to admit that his information was not well-informed, so he had to rack his brains to think about how to round up his previous words.

At this time, I don't know where a voice came from, let him suddenly have aura.

"Those people have no one to control, and they don't know what to suffer Snatch... "

Yes, those people are not in charge, and the country can't find food. Who knows if they will take risks and become a robber!

The more he thought about it, the brighter his eyes were. Similarly, the panic in his heart became more and more intense.

Those people you a sentence I said for a long time, did not hear the first to start the conversation of the green shirt scholar mouth, can't help but some doubt looked at the past.

"What are you thinking?" Someone was startled by his changing look and asked.

The man blinked and slowly recovered.

He patted the closed fan on his palm and asked, "have you ever thought about what the enemy people would do if they had no food?"

In the absence of a reminder, those scholars who have not yet participated in political affairs will not think too far.

In the face of his inquiry, those people looked at each other in a daze.

Seeing this scene, the man could not help but stand up and look proud.Some people can't bear to see him like this. They turn their lips and complain, "if you think of something, just say it. Why do you have to look like this?"

The man had already enjoyed the feeling that everyone's eyes fell on him. When he heard this, he pushed the boat forward.

"The enemy's country is in chaos. At first, the rebels, who claimed to be for the people, have now become one of the oppressors of the people."

For this, people repeatedly nodded, but their doubts were still not solved.

"This is something we already know? Is there anything wrong with that? Don't show off

The irascible man could not help shouting. He looked at the man's eyes with a faint green light. If he could, he even wanted to shake the other party hard and let the other party say all the words at once.

"Cough," the man cleared his throat, opened half of the fan to block the corner of his mouth.

I just heard a word from passers-by and thought of this. But those people didn't think of it under all kinds of hints. He was really smart. He couldn't help feeling a little proud.

"Can people only live in their own country? Of course, it's impossible! If they have no food in their own country, will they come to our country? No one knows about that! "

"And if they choose to come to our country, will they be refugees or robbers? No one can guarantee that either. "

There were a lot of noises in a small teahouse, but after his analysis, all of them were like having their tongues sawn, and it was hard to make any noise.

They can't help thinking along each other's way of thinking, and they can think of the outcome, worse! Under such circumstances, there is no way to control the panic in our hearts.