MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 181
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This time, she shivered from heart to heart, and she was startled.
The court woman by the pool fainted on the ground, and the woman standing by the side of Ganquan pool flew in white with a beautiful face, wasn't this the person she planned to calculate? But when did her hair turn black? And why did she appear here? No sound at all! No, it was this woman who just talked to her! She didn't even hear it at all, and now if you think about it, she and the maid on the ground seemed to sound very similar, so she didn't notice it.
The concubine sank down, looking alertly at the cold-scented woman by the pool. The usually quiet woman stared at her at this moment, somehow, and suddenly she felt a little scared. "You, how did you get in? Why didn't anyone report it?" This place is a special bathing place for the concubine and concubine. There are guards outside, and most people can't get in. The concubine felt that things were not good, and was about to open her mouth and shout, and the woman by the pool suddenly shot and stopped her acupoint with a thunderbolt.
Concubine Huarong looks pale, this woman can martial arts! She thought, finished, was heard that she wanted to calculate her child, this woman must not let her go.
Concubine stared at a pair of peach eyes in horror, with fear in her eyes, as if asking: "You, what do you want to do?"
The woman in white at the poolside said, "You can rest assured that although you have the heart to hurt me, but in the face of King Cang Zhong, I will not kill you. However, I will not give you the opportunity to harm the children in my womb." Said Holding her arms up, the colorless and odorless Mixiang passed across the tip of her concubine's nose, and the concubine in panic soon lost consciousness. And this woman in white is naturally the man who should have been in Qingyue Temple. Her hair turned black with the special Ufa medicine specially formulated by Xiao Ke for her. This medicine is occasionally used once, but it can not be used often, and the effect can only last for six hours at a time.
She squatted down, dragged the concubine in the pool out, thinking that she was Ning Qianyi's woman, and Manzhe helped her put on a coat, and then commanded behind her: "Send her to the cold palace first. one night."
In the empty bathroom, two men with half-masks appeared suddenly because of her words. As soon as the man appeared, the thick evil spirit filled the entire bathroom instantly, and the maiden who was lying on the ground seemed to be suddenly white. A mask man yelled at his concubine, and disappeared in Yuquan Palace immediately.
This time Man Man slowly turned around, looking at the motionless maiden who was lying on the ground, her mouth cocked, with a sneer, and slowly crouched down, watching the maiden's ordinary face can no longer be ordinary, Shen laughed: "I didn't expect to come here today, but there were unexpected gains. Madam Xiang, we have been missing for a long time!"
The maiden who was fascinated by the ground suddenly changed her face, and opened her eyes and sat up. This person has disappeared for more than a year. She watched Manan and the mask man behind her vigilantly, calming the moment of panic after being identified, raised her hand to remove the fine human skin mask, and exposed a delicate and beautiful face. She looked at Manan, With a calm smile, she said, "I didn't expect it to be so easily recognized by you!" I knew that, so she should take a pill.
Manyu stood up, looked down, stared at her eyes, and said coldly, "What kind of hatred do I have with you? Is it worth your risk to mix into the palace and borrow the hand of your consort to harm my child?"
After hearing the word of the child, Mark Xiang's eyes changed slightly, she lowered her eyes and seemed not to answer anything. There is no deep hatred between them. It is because the man she loves prefers this woman rather than her, but for this reason, she is not going to do everything possible to harm others.
Seeing her secretly sweeping around her eyes, she knew she was looking for a way to escape. She calmly looked at this woman who had the same voice and similar figure as her, thinking about the pain and humiliation she had suffered, her calm eyes gradually waved, and the coldness in her eyes became clear.
Mark Xiang spotted the window behind the curtain on the west side, suddenly raised his head, reached out and grabbed it over the man's neck. The grab was fast, fierce, and accurate, and it was almost a game of full effort.
Man's vision remained the same, as if he had expected it, he easily avoided it, but did not fight back. And while Chen Xiang took advantage of her avoidance, she leapt forward and headed for the west window. Manchan gazed at her with a sneer and quietly watched. Mark Xiang passed the one-foot wide bath, and before landing, he was blocked by a tall black figure.
Mark Xiang was horrified by this person, at least three times faster than her. Standing next to the bath, she had no choice but to retreat, so she had to bite her head and hit the man's eye.
The man looked immobile, grabbed his big hand, heard only a few clicks, his phalanx fractured, his throat exhaled, his face turned pale immediately. She raised her other hand and waved it in the air. A hidden device in the sleeve flashed towards the man's chest.
The man stretched out his two fingers, clamped the fine silver needle between his fingers effortlessly, clasped her wrist with his backhand, and folded her arm sharply behind her. There was a rattling sound of broken bones, and the fragrant pain Opening his mouth wide and wanting to make a sound, the man immediately reached out and sealed her major points, then grabbed her neck and jumped across the bath, throwing her at the feet like a rag.
He stared down at the woman on the ground, only to see her pale, her forehead covered with cold sweat. Mark Xiang said: Shura Qisha, sure enough ... it is well-deserved! She can also be regarded as one of the best masters in the rivers and lakes, but in front of this person, she can't even get three moves.
The half face of the masked man's face showed no emotional changes from beginning to end. He looked at Mark Xiang as if he was looking at the air, his face was expressionless.
Slowly squatting down, clasping her chin, Shen said, "If you want to leave alive, answer me a few questions."
Henxiang looked at her with skeptical eyes, and seemed to be saying: You ... will you let me leave alive?
Manga said, "As long as your answer is enough to satisfy me. Although I have a reason to kill you, I think you are also obedient and involuntary."
Mark Xiang's eyes changed slightly, purging her lips, as if there was endless bitterness coming out of the pupils. If she had lived or died in the past, she could not care at all, but now ... she cannot die, she must not die.
Manxi stretched out her hand to unlock her dumb hole. Chen Xiang asked, "What do you want to know?" She knew the question the woman was going to ask was something she couldn't say, but she still had a glimmer of hope.
Manchan looked at the strong survival in her eyes **, her mouth slightly twitched, let go of her chin, stared at her eyes, and asked, "What is there other than harming my child in this mission?" She could not believe it They did not know the prophet, knowing she was pregnant.
The first question was so critical and straightforward. She frowned, opened her mouth, struggled in her eyes, and murmured halfway: "This ... I can't say. You can change another one."
Looking at her indifferently, she did not get angry with such an answer. This was even her expectation. If Henxiang answered her question so easily, she found the answer unbelievable. Man Yan Dai raised her eyebrows slightly, not annoying and angry: "Okay, then I ask you again: What is the identity of the master of Heaven's Vengeance? Where is he now? What is his ultimate goal in planning this?"
"The master is the master, what else is the identity?" Mark Xiang looked puzzled and frowned. After seeing Man Yu's eyes sinking, she quickly said, "I only know that he is the master, and if he has any other identity, I don't know. Since the young master wiped out the door of heaven, the master has come and gone without a trace. People know where he is, and no one knows what he has done. He only appears before us when we need to complete important tasks. As for the purpose, I really do n’t know. Before, I thought he was It is to help the young master to revenge and take the throne, but now ... the young master has become the emperor, but he has not stopped because of it. "
The doorkeeper was so mysterious that even Mark Xiang knew little about him. Manga stared at Henxiang's eyes, only to see that there was a real confusion in her eyes, and when she spoke of the doorkeeper, she had sharp hatred at the bottom of her eyes, and unconsciously expressed fear and helplessness. Based on her feelings for Fu Zhao, she must also want to know, what is the unspeakable identity and purpose of the gatekeeper who seems to help Fu Zhao actually be cruel to Fu Zhao?
Manzhe stared at her for a while, and then asked, "What do you know? You ca n’t say what you know, you don't know what you can say ... How can you let me leave you alive?"
"You can ask some other questions." Mark Xiang thought for a while, those things that have happened that don't matter much are said, "for example, the rumors about you that happened in the Southern Dynasty, and things in Yuzhou City. ... "
His face was sullen, his eyes were sharp and his voice was deep. "You mean ... in Yuzhou city, Ren Daotian and Xuan Jiantian, and envoys of other countries also killed you? A deadly gate of heaven, why Come such a large force? "She thought that it was Qiyun Emperor, because only Qiyun Kingdom had never sent a messenger. But if it wasn't for him, did that mean that Emperor Qiyun knew the plans of the host of the gate of Heaven's Vengeance? What kind of relationship does he have with the host of Heaven's Vengeance? Why is it that a gate of heaven that has been destroyed has been exhausted to do so much? Behind him, are there more unpredictable characters? 2k novel reading network
