Chapter 113
Chapter 113
"Whoosh-"
An arrow with a dragon pattern flew out and pierced the neck of a stag. Blood gushed out. Amid the cheers of the crowd, a soldier stepped forward and brought out a bowl of blood over the fence.
The stag fell to the ground, blinked his watery eyes twice, and finally closed them silently, as if he had completed his final mission.
The emperor shot an arrow without saying anything extra. He just waved his hand and asked the prince to lead the crowd out, and he moved back into the bright yellow tent.
The prince was riding on a tall horse, his heart trembling, his chest pounding with nervousness. Every whip and shout from other generals as they rushed out seemed to hit his heart.
The sun was scorching. Liu Zi'an looked back at the young monk standing under the tree, touched the talisman in his arms, turned around and went into the forest with a dozen attendants.
Ni Yangzhou looked at the emperor in the bright yellow tent thoughtfully.
The mission requires that the emperor should die in the second year after the crown prince's death, but looking at the current situation, the emperor is too weak. Can he survive until the second year?
I'm afraid that the crown prince or the second prince did something. The old emperor's health should be worse than it was in his previous life.
Ni Yangzhou flipped through his sleeves and found the elixir that he had made in his spare time in the Stargazing Temple a few years ago. He called a eunuch over and delivered it over.
The emperor's trusted eunuch wanted to come over to express his gratitude, but when he came out to look for him, the cold and aloof figure had disappeared.
Ni Yangzhou exchanged for a trial card.
Successfully combined the Taoist mental method that had been intermittent for several years with the system's high-tech experience card, and turned it into——
A flying leaf.
There is no way, all the moving experience cards have been used up, and only the women's clothing and caterpillar experience cards are left.
It's not a jungle game, and the caterpillar is too slow. Ni Yangzhou didn't hesitate between the three cards of wooden fence, stone and leaves, and just exchanged them for leaves.
With the help of the wind and the light body spell, Ni Yangzhou was barely able to keep up with the speed of the prince and his entourage.
The prince and his attendants did not walk very fast, and it seemed a bit wrong to call it a stroll.
Measure the land with a horseshoe.
Just walk step by step, and you can see it moving with the naked eye.
The weather was not hot, and although there was sunshine, the wind was cold. Under such circumstances, Liu Zian was sweating all over his head.
There was a circle of sturdy soldiers surrounding them, all of whom were obviously martial artists, and they were equipped with a lot of weapons, both visible and hidden. In Ni Yangzhou's opinion, they could fight with any bear.
The prince really thought so.
He had come early to clean up the place and changed three waves of troops to ensure safety. He also carried the real person's talisman with him, so he thought everything should be safe.
Some people had already taken their own iconic bows and arrows to shoot prey. With their lives at stake, they put face aside. The prince and his entourage finally slowly arrived at a flat area in the deep forest that had been clearly cleared. Liu Zian quickly asked everyone to help them get off their horses.
There was a mat about seven or eight inches thick in the middle, and the prince breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the safe mat.
Now all we have to do is wait, just wait.
Wait for news from the hunting ground, or until the sun sets.
The prince looked up at the sun, and Ni Yangzhou controlled Ye's body and slowly landed on the top of the tree.
The wind blew through the trees, bringing with it the scent of the woods' unique grasses. The newly grown buds were crushed by the horses' hooves, revealing clear blood in their necks.
For a long while, there was silence and the setting sun gradually began to emit red light.
Liu Zi'an was sweating along his neck. The time he had spent in his previous life had passed. He was so excited that he tried his best to control his movements.
It’s not safe enough yet, wait a little longer.
Liu Zian's inner clothes were already mostly wet, and all the trusted guards he brought in were reprimanded many times, not to startle, not to run, and not to leave. A group of people sat together, guarding the prince in a quieter manner than visiting a grave.
The quieter it is, the louder the wind seems.
In fact, the wind did become stronger, and Ni Yangzhou, who was clinging to a tree branch, felt it well.
The little leaf turned its body to face the wind with its back against the tree branch, not daring to move even a little for fear of being blown away.
"Third brother, the original owner in the previous life..."
Ni Yangzhou was getting anxious and just wanted to chat with 103. He originally wanted to ask Master Cheng Wang when he was in his previous life and when he came back to enter the second round, but suddenly he found that his question was a bit contradictory.
The reborn crown prince and the fourth prince did not die at the same time, but both came into this world. It was fine that they were commoners before, but Yuan Jia Zhenren also ascended twice in these two rounds? Is the rebirth mechanism greater than the immortal setting in this world?
"No, Third Brother, how did the world end last time?"
The loop is running, the plot is completed, the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince close their eyes, and open them back to their birthplace, or is the plot not completed yet, and they come back halfway through?
It should be that it is not finished. If I finish the plot, then it is a finished novel, which does not match my system of unfinished novels.
103 had been listening the whole time, and now he spoke in a somewhat reserved manner:
【Abnormal end.】
"Because of what?"
[…Cannot be disclosed.]
I guessed it was this sentence. Ni Yangzhou faced the wind and felt that the system task was a hidden bottomless pit.
At this moment, there was a commotion in the distance. Liu Zian, who was guarded in the center by everyone, suddenly raised his head towards the source of the sound. The guards drew their weapons and waited in battle.
A high-pitched bird cry instantly penetrated everyone's eardrums. A five-colored rainbow light rose from the ground and rushed straight into the sky. In the northern sky, a golden-red divine bird could be seen spreading its wings and ready to fly. Everyone was attracted and looked up in shock. The distant sound echoed in the thickets of the forest.
"Donggong is dead, Ziwei is right—"
Everyone can hear it.
Ni Yangzhou looked at the fantasy in the distance and thought, 1vN voice transmission over a thousand miles, who else could have done this?
Ziwei Star is the emperor star. When seeing the strange phenomenon in the north during the day, the prince knew who was being talked about just by moving his toes.
The East Palace is dead...
None of the servants dared to speak. Liu Zi'an, who was in the middle, trembled his chin and looked around, causing everyone to lower their heads.
Everybody heard it.
Donggong is dead? What is dead?
Liu Zian's eyes blurred for a moment.
When the edge of the gray stone hit the back of my head, there was a dull sound, like a fish spitting out a bubble in the undercurrent. Blood seemed to slowly seep out from the wound that was aching in my memory, blood with the smell of grass and fish...
Liu Zian touched the back of his head in confusion, thinking that his hands would be covered in blood, but when he stretched his hand in front of him, it was clean.
On it are the calluses from practicing calligraphy and the new ring given by his father.
I'm still here!
I'm alive!
Who dares to spread rumors?
Liu Zi'an suddenly jumped up from the mat, fumbled for the sword at his waist, and without anyone's help, he turned over in the stirrups and sat up. His cramped muscles could be seen through the clothes, and his whole body was like a bow that was stretched to a breaking point.
"What are you looking at! I'm not dead yet! Get on your horses!"
The attendants followed behind him, not daring to make a sound, and all hurried to catch up. Liu Zi'an was anxious to prove himself, and also anxious to return to the emperor's presence, so he raised the whip high and lashed it hard at the horse's buttocks.
"drive!"
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