My princess is too naughty

Chapter 202 Rest In Peace, Prince, Princess

Maybe after death, I can go back to modern times.

In that case, it is also a good result.

It is also said in the sketch that a person's life is a matter of opening and closing eyes.

Her life in ancient times might be coming to an end soon.

Remember not to drink Mengpo soup at that time, and keep the memory of time travel.

It was a nice experience.

I just hope that this assassin can be quick and accurate when he strikes, so that he can reduce the pain.

At this moment, Le Yao's heart stopped panicking and calmed down a lot.

She closed her eyes tightly, before she died, take a rest, and then open her eyes, it might be in modern times.

The assassin is dressed in a night suit, and it is difficult to be found in a dark room.

In fact, before Le Yao came here, he had been lurking here.

However, he has not made a sound, using special invisibility techniques to make himself appear to be similar in color to the surrounding scenery, so that he is not easy to be discovered.

The principle is the same as that of a chameleon changing the color of its body to match the color of the surrounding trees; or like a dead leaf python, making the pattern of its body close to the surrounding environment, so as to make the real ones look like real ones.

Of course, he uses props, not his own ability to change color.

Although he was very confident in his martial arts, he still made two preparations for the sake of convenience and safety.

That is to use something that makes people behave, that is, smoking.

The 'gust of wind' that Le Yao felt just now was just the misty smoke blown by the assassin, not real wind.

Moreover, the sky is helping him, and Si Yuan is actually drunk.

Otherwise, he is not fully sure that he will not be discovered by Si Yuan, and it is said that Si Yuan's martial arts are very strong.

And he has never fought against Si Yuan, so he is not sure who is superior.

Since Si Yuan was drunk and was still unconscious, it was more convenient, and there was no need to worry that he would resist.

As for the third concubine, he had sensed early in the morning that she was just a weak girl without martial arts, and it was not a problem.

Looking at the 'sleeping' newlyweds, the assassin sneered.

Today is your big day, but I'm sorry, for what I want, I can only turn your wedding day into your death day.

Don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame you for offending others.

Rest in peace, prince and princess.

The assassin muttered in his heart for a moment, and then his eyes became vicious.

(End of this chapter)