"But the problem now is that that little bitch Eighty-Six is going to attack my son, Prince Fifty-Nine, and my son's future is equivalent to the future of the Zhang family. No matter how much you accuse me, you don't want to see the future of the Zhang family."
Hopes of prosperity are cut off, right?”
"Now it's not a matter of whether we continue to provoke that bitch, but that bitch refuses to let go of my son and affects our family. This is a matter for the entire Zhang family, not mine alone!"
The old man from the Zhang family was silent.
After a while, the white-bearded old man said: "I'm afraid there's nothing we can do to Eighty-Six in the palace.
Our only chance is to wait until she leaves the palace, or even leaves Tianxing City. Only outside will we have more opportunities to ambush her and avoid future troubles."
"I agree!"
Another old man from the Zhang family said: "It is not advisable to act rashly now. Anyway, there will still be some time until Eighty-Six breaks through the cultivation level. We can make a plan. Then we will see how the emperor will appoint Eighty-Six to go out for training, and then all the elites of the family will be sent out to find
If you get the right opportunity, kill them all in one fell swoop.”
"From what the emperor said, it seems that the nightmare of the ninety-seventh prince is still in the hands of the eighty-sixth prince, but I don't know where she has hidden it. What should she do if she uses the nightmare to fight the enemy?"
Another old man from the Zhang family asked.
When everyone heard this, their expressions changed.
Although they had never seen nightmares before, they naturally knew about the weird characteristics of nightmares after hearing what Concubine Zhang said.
Regardless of the realm of cultivation, he was dragged into nightmares and killed without distinction.
This ability is really terrifying.
Concubine Zhang said: "Your Majesty said, the essence of nightmare is not to ignore the difference in cultivation level, but to look at the strength of mental strength.
For the monks in the integration stage, the influence of nightmares is not that terrifying. Prince Chang Jiuqiu is in the early stage of integration, doesn't he also have the nightmares under control?"
No one spoke.
That being said, except for the Mahayana monks, who is really sure that they can escape the killings of the nightmare power?
After a long silence, the white-bearded old man said: "First, the nightmare is a monster. As long as it is a monster, it cannot be locked up for too long, because the monster will commit suicide as soon as it loses the hope of escaping. So after the Eighty-Six breakthrough, the nightmare will
The weirdness has probably run its course."
"Second, even if the nightmare monster is not dead, we can't just use the rat weapon and dare not do anything to Eighty-six because of the nightmare monster. In any case, Eighty-six has the ability to kill Chang Jiuqiu, which means that
She can pose a threat to the combined-stage monks, so it is impossible for us not to take risks, and it is not safe for a single combined-stage monk to take action. It is best to have two or more combined-stage monks take action."
"Third, if Eighty-Six is in the palace, we won't take action and all the activities will cease. Your Majesty, don't let anything happen again. It's best to give people a feeling that the matter is over and never pursue it again. Then wait for Eighty-Six to leave the palace.
We gathered our elites, disguised as other monks, and killed them in one fell swoop."
"The time and place will be conveyed to us by the empress. Where to set up an ambush and how to carry out the murder will be agreed upon by the fifth, sixth and seventh elders. After the agreement is reached, practice it several times and make sure there are no loopholes before executing accordingly."
"What do you think?"
"No objection!"
"agree!"
"Seconded."
Everyone said one after another.
Even Concubine Zhang nodded. The white-bearded old man's suggestion had been considered in all aspects, and she had nothing to say.
"so be it."
The old man with a white beard stood up and said, "Empress, we are leaving. Please take care of yourself in the palace."
"Thank you clan elders."
Concubine Zhang regained her composure and bowed.
Everyone left.
...Concubine Yun's harem.
Concubine Yun sat alone in the room, feeling cold and cold.
She was holding a painting in her hand, and it was none other than Prince 152. Although it was just a sketch, it was lifelike.
Concubine Yun looked at it crazily, and unknowingly, tears flowed down her face.
Although she lived for thousands of years, she only had one heir, Prince 152, and had no more children.
It wasn't that Concubine Yun didn't want to have more children, but that Emperor Xuanqing only visited her once and never came again.
Although the monks practice the heaven-defying way and don't care whether they have heirs or not, having heirs is a troublesome thing.
Many monks are alone until they die.
However, as a concubine, Concubine Yun could only stay in the harem without freedom. Moreover, she knew that she could not survive the tribulation and ascend to heaven. The Void Refining Stage was her peak, so she naturally hoped to have many heirs and be happy with her children.
It's a pity that Emperor Xuanqing didn't like her very much.
Of course, Emperor Xuanqing treated others the same way, except that he had more concubines, so he also had more blood.
Now, the only hope, Prince 152, is also dead.
She will become a true loner and spend her whole life in the harem.
"One hundred and fifty-two, if you die, what's the point of living for me?"
Concubine Yun caressed the portrait crazily and murmured to herself.
Suddenly, a disgusting insect crawled out from her mouth, but it only crawled out halfway before it was bitten by Concubine Yun, causing liquid to splash out.
Concubine Yun's expression was dull, and she continued to caress the portrait while chewing the worm.
There were still bugs crawling out of her mouth, more and more, and gradually, Yun Fei's nostrils, eyes, ears, and all seven orifices of her body were infested with brightly colored poisonous bugs.
Concubine Yun remained motionless, allowing more and more poisonous insects to cover her body until a large cocoon formed, wrapping her inside.
"Empress, are you there?"
Outside, a maid knocked on the door, but there was no response.
After knocking on dozens of doors, the maid still received no response, so she boldly opened the door and looked inside curiously.
At this time, Concubine Yun's house was already full of poisonous insects, of all kinds, flying, crawling, running, everywhere.
As soon as the maid opened the door a little crack, a large number of flying insects flew over and pounced on the door in front of her.
"ah!"
The maid suddenly let out a shrill scream and fell to the sky.
...The Prince's Mansion of Chang 236.
"My lord, do you want to go to the army?"
In the living room, the haggard-looking princess looked at the long-haired Prince Ersanliu who was neatly dressed and ready to go.
Prince Chang Er San Liu nodded silently.
"You know so many people, why do you want to join the military?"
The princess asked, "Wouldn't it be possible to kill that bitch Eighty-Six at any time of integration?"
Prince Chang 236 said: "In the palace, we have no chance to avenge Ninety-Seven, and the people I know are masters of fusion and have been registered with the court, so how can they take action so easily?
Once it is traced, I will definitely be implicated."
The princess said: "Then the masters in the army will not leave any traces?"
Prince Chang Er36 shook his head and said: "I am not looking for a master in the army, but I am looking for something, or rather, it is not a thing, but a curse."
The princess said: "Curse?"
Prince Chang Er San Liu looked at her deeply: "Yes, a curse that kills people invisible!"