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Chapter 231: Before the Catastrophe, the Flying Eagle Walks at Night After the Assassination, King Ping Conspires

"Report to the prince, two of the assassins escaped, and the others were all killed!"

A guard knelt on the ground and reported the results of tonight's battle to King Ping, but it was obvious that he was a little frightened. In fact, the assassins gave them no chance to survive.

"Hmph, one palace guard can't take down a few assassins. Tell me, how many casualties did you suffer?"

Prince Ping was a little angry. This was not the first time that he was caused trouble in the palace.

"There are about thirty people here!"

The guard didn't dare to lie, so he had to report it.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the ruthless Wu Ming, Taoist Master and Dong Shi took action in time, I'm afraid you would have lost a few lives! Even my king's head!"

Prince Ping had no choice but to vent his anger on the guards. But he knew in his heart that ordinary guards were not very useful against top-notch masters like Tonight.

"By the way, why are Mr. Wan and his son silent?"

The attentive Prince Ping finally remembered Wan Feitong and his son.

It’s really strange that such a big thing happened and the two of them didn’t react at all. This is not normal!

"Your Majesty, they are gone."

Wuqing held the sword and said calmly.

"Perhaps, seeing the critical situation in Xiangyang City, he escaped on his own!"

Wu Ming also added a sentence.

Normally, the two brothers did not get along well with Wan Feitong and his son, so now they naturally wanted to make sarcastic remarks.

On Prince Ping's side, upon hearing this, his brows furrowed again, and suddenly he was startled again.

The letter was broken, but I wonder if he handed it over to Zhang Da?

If they didn't pay, would their father and son talk nonsense outside?

King Ping couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. What was written in the handwriting was the intention to make Zhang Da confess his sincerity to Ninghou! But after being so messed up by the assassin tonight, King Ping didn't want to do that.

In fact, he also guessed that perhaps Ninghou and Prince Jing's palace did not communicate in advance, which led to such a mistake. But after all, he was the one who was assassinated. Moreover, after coming two and three times, who can swallow this tone?

Got it?!

At this point, don't think about anything. So what if you rush to Prince Jing's tent with a shy face? In the end, I'm afraid you will still be plotted. After all, you have offended Du Cheng before.

If he refused, he would also kill a lot of the Northern Army. If he waited for him to calm down, he would never get any good results.

"Ruthless, nameless, come with me!"

King Ping made a decision in secret, put his hands behind his back, and walked out.

Qingwu and Wuming looked at each other, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, but they still followed him obediently.

As the three people left one after another, a figure emerged from the darkness. Astonishingly, it was Taoist Master Xingyue.

He looked at the direction in which the three people were leaving, thoughtfully.

Liu Shaonan's assassination tonight will definitely change a lot of things. He thought of the edict given to him by Dong Er earlier, and thought to himself, if Prince Ping and Ninghou form an alliance and go along with the court, it will undoubtedly have a considerable impact on Zheng'er's plan.

Obstacle. Zheng'er, are you in danger this time?

Taoist Master Xingyue didn't know much about warfare, but he just felt that it was not a good idea for Gui Yunzheng to fight from both ends. If Prince Ping's palace and the imperial court were really connected, it would undoubtedly be a big trouble.

Fortunately, fortunately, Liu Shaonan took action.

He deduced that judging from Prince Ping's face, he was probably very dissatisfied with the assassination. And judging from the way the three people left in a hurry, it was unknown if there was any other movement.

"snort!"

He couldn't help snoring, and under the black mask, no one could see what his face was, and he wouldn't know what he was thinking.

Night, especially long.
Chapter completed!
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