Young Wang Song had just received the news of the death of his grandfather and father, and before he had time to express his feelings, his hind legs were kidnapped by thieves.
After being rescued, he accepted the late emperor's decree and became the youngest regent since the founding of the Great Sheng Kingdom, which everyone marveled at.
At that time, he was deeply poisoned and still unconscious.
Lin searched for famous doctors and finally managed to drag him back from hell, but he was only half dead.
Regardless of the diagnosis made by any famous doctor, he only laments:
"My life is not long."
As a result, he is about to become what everyone is sighing about - the most famous young man who lost his life in Da Sheng.
However, the sigh that the people in the capital left on their lips did not succeed in the end.
Mrs. Lin didn't know what method she found to allow him to survive.
As Wang Song grew older, and as the famous doctors said, "he is not going to die soon," this old incident gradually became more mysterious and strange.
There are even rumors that Lin found some ulterior and sinister way to save Wang Song's life.
The true geometry is still unknown.
But as the young man gradually turned into a powerful minister who held the power of the world, he became increasingly pale and thin visibly.
After all these years, he was still ill, and it was obvious to everyone in the government.
And the rumor that "Wang Song has not been cleansed of his old poison and will not survive until the age of twenty-five" also made the important officials in the court reluctantly deceive themselves and give him a more reasonable explanation for his behavior of not delegating power.
However, no one expected that he would become so seriously ill.
The painful scream finally faded into the deep dusk.
"No sound? What should we do?"
It's been half an hour since Lord Yu entered the palace, why haven't you come back yet?
Shang Fu was in a panic, and Boyi's palms were dripping with sweat.
Just at this moment, the sound of hoofbeats rushed the moment, carrying the wind.
The two of them rushed out to welcome him.
"What's wrong?" Shang Fu didn't know how he felt. It was the first time he participated in such a big event that was racing against time, and he felt a little nervous and excited.
"Master Shaoqing, please quickly gather the people from Dali Temple. Your Majesty ordered the people from Dali Temple to follow me and escort the young prince to the outskirts of Beijing."
The red dress seems to be carrying a thick layer of wind and dust, making the woman's thin figure look even more sad.
Boyi felt a little cold in his heart.
After all, the saint still did not trust Wang Song.
At this critical moment of life and death, only people from Dali Temple were allowed to escort him.
He should know that the people in Dali Temple were not only members of the Sangxian Party, but also the Tongti Xingsi Division.
Is this... guarding against Wang Song?
The young emperor, the regent, the Qingliu party...
The situation in Beijing, China, and North Korea turned out to be more complicated than he expected.
Yu Qiansi couldn't care less about it at the moment. At the moment, the young master's safety was the most important thing.
"Lord Shaoqing, within one stick of incense, please be sure to bring a team of twelve people with me."
Shang Fu called him "hey" repeatedly, held up the corners of his robe and went to gather his troops.
"Twelve people, can they stop him?"
Boyi had seen that man's Kung Fu, so I'm afraid even Sui Feng might not be able to beat him, let alone those idiots from Dali Temple?
"Why don't I follow you? There will be one more person, and there will be more protection."
"No, I have another thing to trouble you with."
Jade Qiansi calmly refuses, quiet and elegant, the water is calm and pure.
Most of the people in Dali Temple were drunkards, and she didn't count on these people.
But the saint allowed her to go with him and bring twelve people with him, so she had other ideas and might be able to seize the initiative.
And Boyi is the key to this.
Boyi nodded solemnly. He had already planned to fight for her. What's more, he believed that she would definitely win.
The red lips whispered, even if the wind blew over the mountains, they could not overhear the slightest bit. He was so angry that he decided to cause a change in the world that would make the sun and the moon go crazy.
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Shocking thunder and sour wind swept across the area.
An inconspicuous plain-colored carriage and a group of galloping horses and horses, just as the city gate was about to close, sneaked into the dark night outside the city with the wind.
There were only a few pedestrians on the official road, so in order to get there as quickly as possible, they took a shortcut and turned onto a path that was not very wide.
The horse is soaring like the wind, as if it is avoiding the strong wind behind it.
In the shadow of the jungle, there was only a single light hanging on the front rafter of the carriage, bouncing up and down.
There are two people sitting side by side in front of the carriage, driving a carriage and horse. The red clothes are jade and the white clothes are medical incense.
The wind and forest were shaking, bringing with them invisible dust and mist.
The three horses that were leading the way suddenly lost their front hooves when they stepped on something. They neighed and threw all the people they were carrying forward.
Only a few muffled groans were heard, and the three people suddenly became silent.
But at this time, the speeding carriage could hardly stop.
The red figure currently driving the car reacted quickly, raised his knife and cut off the connection between the horse and the car.
Ma Yuzi ran forward wildly, seemingly falling into a trap.
The front end of the carriage, which had lost its horse, hit the ground heavily and came to a halt.
The carriage door at the rear was raised high, as if struggling unwillingly.
The only bright light rolled to the ground along with the red clothes. After flopping on the ground for a few times, it suddenly lit up for a moment, and then went silent.
Yixiang Fang spun around, but he was keenly aware of a dark shadow like a viper spitting out a message and heading towards Yu Qiansi.
He stepped aside to block her, and was stabbed by a hidden weapon on his right shoulder. He grunted, and only had time to say "poisonous..." before he fainted.
"There is an ambush, be on guard!"
The people on both sides and behind took out their weapons one after another. Looking around, the sky and the earth were completely dark.
The moon is dark and the wind is high, a perfect murderous night.
A black shadow came out from the forest like a falling bird in the wind, and floated by lightly. The three guards near the edge of the forest covered their necks and went to see Wu Chang.
Yu Qiansi endured the severe pain that seemed to fall apart all over her body, and threw the sword in her hand, trying to stop the man's footsteps.
But in vain.
Cangyue was also curious about this scene and exposed a small corner.
It was enough for the remaining six people to see clearly how their comrades lost their lives silently.
He pressed the bridle on guard, but did not dare to step forward.
"waste!"
Yu Qiansi struggled to get up, but the man in black had already slipped into the carriage.
After just one breath, they heard a cry of pain, and the six people's hearts sank: Oh no, Wang Song is dead.
But before they could figure out whether they should turn around and run away, the black figure was kicked out of the carriage, causing a fishy wind.
The person who just cried out in pain turned out to be the murderer.
Hearing this movement, he must have been seriously injured, and it took him a while to get up.
This change happened so suddenly, and before they had time to react, all six of them fell off their horses for unknown reasons.
They rolled and crawled and screamed again and again. When they finally came to their senses, all the horses were dead.
When the black shadow saw this, he laughed miserably: "Yu Luosha, you are nothing more than that! Even if you find someone to plot against me in the carriage, the carriage is also destroyed now, and his end is coming. I don't believe you can still bring him
Can Wang Song fly away?"
Yu Qiansi, who was in a panic just now, calmed down now.
When the tree roared, he said calmly: "Who said I need to take him away?"
Behind them, the night travelers who had just been dawdling on the pipeline also rushed over with lights and surrounded the men in black. It was Wu Yawei who had dressed up in disguise. Among the people a few steps behind, there were actually
Shuoyu was escorted here.
The firelight illuminated a dark fog, but the dark shadow under the lamp was not Guanshi Cao, but an unfamiliar face.
The remaining six people in Dali Temple all took a deep breath.
Did the famous Jade Rakshasa, who was a god in solving cases, really make a miscalculation?!
But after the surprise, there was endless fear.
Brothers who have discovered the shortcomings of Jade Rakshasa, do they still have a chance to come back alive?
Even if Mr. Shaoqing were present, with his unattractive appearance, he would happily help bury the two shovels even if the Jade Rakshasa killed them to silence them.