The Master of the Dragon Sect looked at the food that was not good in appearance or smell, and really had no appetite, so he casually replied to No. 39: "What are you doing here? Making friends? Are you going to make a friend who may disappear at any time?"
No. 39 froze and dropped the chopsticks in his hand.
"Aren't you afraid?" he asked weakly.
"Is fear useful?" Long Aotian asked.
No. 39 was startled, then smiled bitterly and said: "It's true. Once you enter here, you can't decide whether you live or die by yourself. There's no point in being afraid."
After a pause, he seemed to be saying to himself: "Even if I don't come here, I still have no control over life or death..."
In essence, Long Aotian is a person who loves gossip, but he only gossips about interesting people. This number 39 in front of him - well, he finds it very boring.
After a few poops, he lay down on the bed and went to sleep.
I can no longer eat well, and if I don’t get enough sleep, I will age quickly.
No. 39 looked at the heartless Dragon Sect Master, and continued to sigh over the table of food, feeling pity for himself.
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In the middle of the night, Long Aotian opened his eyes.
Opposite him, No. 39 was fast asleep. He stood up quietly and walked out of the door like a shadow.
The shadows of the trees in the yard swayed.
Long Aotian understood that Ah Si, Ah Wu, and Ah Liu were all secretly protecting him.
Suddenly, I felt safe.
“Dip bleep——”
The Gyrfalcon also showed its presence.
Long Aotian was so frightened that he almost stumbled: How did you train Feng? Do you understand that you need to keep a low profile when performing tasks?
Fortunately, everyone living here is asleep - even if they are not asleep, they still treat themselves as the living dead, unable to hear or see anything.
Long Aotian rushed to Princess Liwan's bedroom.
Feng Danyuan said that the golden seal was hidden by Liwan, so he could only go to the dormitory to find it.
The side hall is pitch black, but the main hall is brightly lit.
Fortunately, the leader of the Dragon Sect is a killer, otherwise he would not dare to go in and explore it in such a bright and obvious place.
Before coming, Wei Zi drew maps of all the palaces in the palace. He was forced by Feng Danyuan to memorize them, and the effect of rote memorization was now evident.
He quickly located Princess Liwan's bedroom.
It's not the one in the middle, it's the second one on the right.
Long Aotian made a gesture in the direction of the tree.
The next moment, Ah Wu appeared next to him, using his superb lock-picking skills to open the window in three clicks.
When the window was lifted, Long Aotian jumped in as lightly as a fish.
When the window was closed, others were already in the house.
There were candles burning in the room, so I could see the furnishings clearly, but it was not as bright as the blinding light outside.
However, as soon as Long Aotian entered the house, he felt uncomfortable all over.
There is a strange smell in the air, which seems to be some herbs and spices mixed together, which is very smoky.
The furnishings in the room are also not right.
Isn't this the princess's bedroom? But there is nothing in the outer room except a table and table.
The weirdest thing is that in front of the desk, candles are placed on the ground in a weird shape.
This shape seemed familiar to Long Aotian.
He held his chin and thought carefully, this seemed to be an ancient totem, and also like some kind of witchcraft ritual array.
