From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 6 Dead Man's Lake

Jiang Zirou's heart skipped a beat.

It's a little hard to guess what the third prince said.

The Hao'er that the third prince was talking about was naturally his only son, the grandson of the Seventh Emperor that Jiang Zirou rescued from the assassin half a month ago.

"It's because my amnesiac has failed...Did the Seventh Prince tell the Third Prince what happened that night after returning?"

"Let's just say that the third prince discovered that I am actually a princess with royal blood... Well, this is not a secret. Although the news has been blocked, there are still many maids and concubines in the palace who know about it."

"It's like flowing water widens the channel. Although the flowing water has dried up, the traces left in the channel will not disappear no matter what..."

Jiang Zirou thought secretly.

She herself is indifferent.

There is not much pursuit of worldly power and status.

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The only wish is to see what kind of scenery that martial arts peak is like.

Therefore, Jiang Zirou has always acted very low-key.

Never show your face.

Moreover, in this deep palace, brothers who get along day and night may turn against each other because of the power struggle.

Not to mention the offspring of a court lady like Jiang Zirou.

After thinking about it, Jiang Zirou suddenly thought of many things in his heart.

only.

In the end, Jiang Zirou also figured it out.

Although her strength has not yet reached the peak of this world, Zhongzhou is so big, with Jiang Zirou's martial arts master's cultivation base, apart from those famous Jedi, Jiang Zirou can go to other places.

... At worst, just walk away.

Jiang Zirou never had much expression on his face, so he only responded lightly.

"Seventh Emperor Sun Miao praised it, it's just a false name."

"Is it a false name?"

The third prince shook his head and chuckled lightly.

He took out a box of delicately packaged refreshments from the table and put it in Jiang Zirou's hands.

"This is the ham and bamboo shoot paste made by the chef in the palace. The ham should be selected from the standard fire pupil part of the Haiting feast. The fresh meat should be selected from the pork belly hunted on the day of Yunchuan on the Shu Road. The bamboo shoots should be selected from the tight and tender spring bamboo shoots in Nanling. Adhering to the spirit of slow work and meticulous work, slowly stew it with a slow fire..."

"However, I don't like to eat desserts on weekdays, so it would be nice to give it to you..."

Received the refreshments from the Third Prince.

Jiang Zirou was about to decline just now, after hearing what the third prince said.

But involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Put away the refreshments in your hands.

... Sure enough, it's not that there is no delicious food in the other world, it's just that I haven't encountered it before.

"Thank you, Third Prince!"

……

A few days later.

The news that the bodies of two assassins were found outside the city gradually spread.

but.

Because it is located near the imperial capital.

Dali Temple, which is in charge of handling criminal cases, responded quickly.

Therefore, except for some people with ulterior motives who have discovered some clues, such as the fact that there seems to be another mysterious martial arts master in the world, most people are still repeating their monotonous routine day after day, year after year. boring life.

……

south.

In the depths of a swamp full of miasma, faint blue will-o'-the-wisps dance.

Buildings that look like ghost buildings stand here.

This is the Lake of the Dead.

The most mysterious and powerful assassin organization in the Great Xia Dynasty.

It is also one of the six holy places of martial arts with strong martial arts masters.

now.

In a secret room, several people gathered around a slowly burning candle.

"The Nether and the Gorefiend have been confirmed dead."

A skinny old man like a skeleton said coldly.

"How could they lose their lives so easily... With the strength of Netherworld and Gorefiend, even if they don't rank in the top ten in my dead man's lake, it's not too far away!"

"Unless they are master masters, otherwise, they would never be able to lose their lives so easily."

The others were amazed.

"It was the master who shot it. The body was well preserved. According to the news sent back by the spies of Dali Temple, both of them were killed by dead leaves, Nether had his throat cut, and the blood demon was pierced through the back of his heart!"

"Hehe... It's like crushing two chicks to death."

The skinny old man sneered.

The candlelight swayed, a gust of mountain wind blew by, and there was a whining sound, like a kid crying, which made people shudder.

"Who is it...? Could it be that the Great Xia Dynasty still has martial arts masters and strongmen sitting in it? Or is it that the old prince is not dead at all?"

"The Great Xia Dynasty has been established for thousands of years. It is not surprising that there are masters and strongmen in charge. What is important is the situation of the old prince and whether he has successfully broken through to the realm of the great master."

"Damn! If this is the case, how many more years do we have to wait?"

People talk about it.

Obviously, he was very afraid of the old prince who was known as the God of War in Zhongzhou.

"No, there is no way to wait like this. Once the opportunity is missed, I may never be able to wait in this life... I will go to the Great Xia Emperor to see if that old guy is dead or alive. "

at last.

A hoarse voice came from the corner.

It was a pale-skinned man with slender and powerful fingers, and his pupils were blood red like a ghost.

No one dared to look at him.

Everyone stopped talking, and seemed to be in awe.

In the Lake of the Dead, his code name is Tiansha, a title that only assassins in the realm of masters can obtain.

Every master is a living legend.

And this is especially true for such a top assassin, even in the Assassin Temple of the Lake of the Dead, when his name is mentioned, people will instinctively feel fear.

"It's also good...be careful."

The skinny old man nodded, and reached out his hand to extinguish the candle.

Immediately, the Lake of the Dead was once again shrouded in darkness.

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