Invincible little uncle

Chapter 116 119. Strange Assassination (Part [-])

Although King Shenwu has never returned, the rumors had already reached the capital.

In the imperial palace, Emperor Xia Heng was already in chaos.

"Why didn't he die, why didn't he die, didn't you say that Mr. Zhuge went to stop him? Didn't you say that the secret array kills people without any mistakes?

Conspirator, tell me, why is he not dead? "

Xia Heng was in a good mood at first, and he took in two concubines. He was going to visit incognito and pick out some folk flowers. The feeling of walking in the streets and alleys and seeing any beauties as his own is really true. It's one of the great pleasures of being an emperor.

He had long wanted to do it.

Although the warmth from the North came late, it finally came. Xia Heng had picked out his accompanying guards and was about to set off, but in the end it came like this.

At this time, the fat, seemingly refined emperor was walking back and forth in the hall, his pace was hasty, and he felt extremely panicked in his heart.

Guo Langzi looked down at the cold bricks and stones on the ground, wondering what he was thinking.

"By the way, I have also listened to you during this period of time. I worked hard and didn't sleep well. The water conservancy and famines all over the world were discussed with the ministers. Then I gave money to people and reduced taxes.

But why didn't he die! ! "

Xia Heng thought of the man who was coming back, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, "Master, do you think he would know that Mr. Zhuge was sent by us?

Will you come back for revenge if you find out? "

Guo Langzi was also a little speechless at this time, and sighed: "Because the emperor is working hard to govern, the silver tiger among the five tiger generals, Ma Jin is returning to the capital with the world's elite army, isn't it the blessing of the emperor?"

Xia Heng said angrily: "What's the use? He alone, alone, conquered the whole world. I'm afraid of beating, what's the use of Ma Jin? Can I fight him?"

Guo Langzi shook his head and said, "This King of Martial Arts is truly invincible. Even the overlord of the previous dynasty is far from being able to compare with him. At this time, the emperor please calm down and get ready to go out of the city to greet him."

Xia Heng was taken aback for a moment: "I'm going to greet him? He has killed so much that the world sees him as a tyrant, and I'm going to greet him?"

Guo Langzi said: "At this time, at that time, bow your head when you should bow your head. The dragon follows the trend, can be big or small, hides under the waves, and swallows clouds and mist when it rises."

Xia Heng was very anxious, "No, I want to kill him. If he doesn't die, I can't live in peace. I can't live through this day, like a thorn in my back, like a pimple in my throat, I can't eat well, I can't sleep well, mastermind, you have a way, right? You must have a way!"

Guo Langzi sighed softly, "It's not that there is no way, but I don't know how powerful the Shenwu King is, so please bear with me, and it's not too late to do it until the investigation is clear."

Xia Heng said angrily: "He has returned to the capital, how can I investigate?"

Guo Langzi said: "Fief, let him choose the fief, and give it to him everywhere. Besides, we may not have held the bargaining chip."

The emperor hurriedly asked: "What chips?"

Guo Langzi smiled and said, "Does the Son of Heaven still remember the fire in the palace and the assassins who attacked?"

The Son of Heaven said: "That's right, those assassins came very aggressively, if it wasn't for the heavenly soldiers and generals later, I might have been assassinated by them."

Guo Langzi said: "Among the arrested assassins, there is one named Wang Jiuying. If we use her as bait, do you think that King Shenwu will go to the place we choose to fight?
My Shuijing Palace has a very good relationship with the Tang Sect and the Mo Sect among the three sects of Jianghu, but it is not impossible to take him down with all the methods of formation and mechanism.

I just don't know if the emperor is willing to gamble. "

Xia Heng pondered for a moment, "I know that court lady, you take me to see it first."

Guo Langzi nodded and said, "The emperor follows me."

Walking through a door with hanging flowers, walking along the long corridor full of carved beams and painted buildings to the depths, the air is getting colder and colder, and a rockery is the entrance to the underground dungeon, with simple traps arranged around it, and some lights that can be lit late at night. up the brazier.

Here, there are at least one hundred knitting patrols in the prison every day. The wardens and jailers in the prison are all masters. They are usually equipped with one chief and three guards, which are changed every three months.

The warden on duty at this time is none other than Zhang Zhijian, a master-level figure, who forcibly practiced the Eagle Claw Kungfu into the realm of transformation. Combined with his own thinking and learning, he found a new way and created a higher level. With Dapeng in his hand, he was wandering in the rivers and lakes, and everyone in the rivers and lakes might cup their fists and say "Master Zhang".

Zhang Zhijian naturally knew that the emperor and the mastermind of the Shuijing Palace were coming, and he had already greeted him outside. This man with a serious face and wrapped in a stone-blue strong suit had terrifyingly large hands, but at this time he clasped his fists and knelt on one knee Authentic: "See the emperor for a humble position."

Only then did Xia Heng find confidence, and then said: "Bingsheng, take me to have a look."

"Yes."

Then the four major jailers dispersed to protect the emperor and the mastermind from left and right, and in the inner layer, there were still four heavenly soldiers and generals carried by the emperor to prevent accidents.

There is some humidity in the long corridor, and the more you walk in, the more rotten smell, but fortunately, the blazing brazier gave some warmth and light.

bang.

The door of the execution room was opened, and the high temperature distorted the air. The oncoming heat wave and red light made Xia Heng take a half step back, but Guo Langzi just pressed his right hand against the emperor's back, which made him There was no hint of cowardice.

Son of Heaven, don't lose your majesty.

"Where is the assassin?" Xia Heng asked in a deep voice.

But he didn't need to ask anymore, because the structure of the execution room in the prison was very simple. Five assassins with disheveled hair were tied to the copper pillars, their hands and feet were shackled, and three men and two women could be seen vaguely.

Kang dang
Behind him, the copper door was closed again.

Guo Mouzhu glanced sideways at Zhang Zhijian, the warden on duty at the moment, "Rapeng Hand", the latter understood, and stepped forward a few steps: "The person the emperor wants to see is the one in the middle. "

Then he casually scooped up a scoop of cold water and poured it on the drooping long-haired woman in red who was tied to the copper pillar in the middle. The woman seemed to be in a coma and was stimulated by the cold water, so she slowly raised her head. Although the long hair on both sides was wet It is attached to the forehead and the long neck, but a melon-seeded face behind it can be vaguely discerned, but the previous low-browed and pleasing to the eye image has long since disappeared, with a trace of madness and charm.

"It's her." Xia Heng immediately confirmed, staring at the woman quietly, this is obviously a bait that can lure the King of Divine Martial Arts to go anywhere.

That being said, I still have a chance.

The world's organs, when the time comes, I will spare no effort to get all the hidden weapons, and I don't believe that I can't kill a Shenwu King.

My little uncle, I can't live a day without you.

Either you die or I live.

His eyes rolled and flickered, and he turned his head to look at Guo Langzi, but he was so shocked that he almost lost his soul.

Because the four long swords in the hands of the four jailers who accompanied him instantly pierced the heavenly soldier and general he brought. However, this heavenly soldier and general has only one flaw in his body. If he has not attacked a vital part, he will not die at all.

But the next moment, the four heavenly soldiers and generals fell down.

"Dapeng hand" Zhang Zhijian obviously noticed the situation behind him, turned his head, and roared: "What are you doing, are you rebelling?!"

As he said that, his hand didn't stop at all. The bones and muscles of his right hand swelled violently, and it turned into a palm that was far larger than an ordinary person.

Guo Langzi is also a person who has experienced wind and rain. He hurriedly pulled the stunned emperor, rushed in the direction of Zhang Zhijian, passed by the warden, and then began to fumble for the talisman he was carrying in his arms.

At the same time, his countless thoughts and guesses began to intertwine. Whose person is it?

These jailers are all knowledgeable and loyal, and it is absolutely impossible for them to be bribed, so what is it?

If not a bribe, then a threat?

But even if it was a threat, how could they see through the only flaw in the production of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals at a glance?
It is impossible for the White Lotus Sect to have such a great ability, so who is it?
Chi.
Guo Langzi's thoughts were interrupted. He only felt a pain in his chest, all his strength was disappearing, and his consciousness was also in a trance. He raised his head with the last of his strength, but saw a claw covered with flames.

The shackles on that claw had melted, piercing his chest, and the other claw was holding the emperor's head.

Behind the flames, it was that charming and crazy melon-seeded face that smiled.

"Do not!!!"

Guo Langzi roared angrily, but the next moment, he felt his heart stop suddenly, and in the last scene, the head of the emperor beside him was crushed and exploded.

At the same moment, behind him, the head of the roc had already flew up, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

There were strange smiles on the lips of the four jailers, and then they twisted their long swords at the same time, cut their own throats, and fell to the side of the warden.

(End of this chapter)