Chapter 137 Timing
“Damn thing! The third child, the third child! Everything is the third child!”
"How am I inferior to this third child!"
When Xue Luochuan came back, he was beaten to pieces when he returned to the mansion. Many servants didn't dare to approach him at all, but they didn't dare to leave either. Silently, they tried to lower their breathing and pretended to be transparent.
On the beam above the head, a thumb-sized straw man scratched the edge and stared at Xue Luochuan.
"Incompetent rage."
Zhou Xuefeng silently complained that since he entered Xue Luochuan's mansion, he would come here every once in a while. It was nothing more than Xue Ye praising Xue Zanghai for the good work here and the beautiful work there, and everyone praised him.
"You seem to be a little more irritable today."
The blows were harder than the previous ones, and his hands were bleeding.
Soon, his most trusted subordinate, Zhao Gao, came after hearing the news. He gave the servants a look. Everyone seemed to be amnesty and left quickly and silently.
"Your Highness, why are you so angry? If you hurt yourself like this, wouldn't it be easy for relatives to hate enemies? Someone, please quickly invite Mr. Gao (pseudonym of Zhou Xuefeng) over here."
"That dizzy old guy, and those bastards who struggled to finish the climb, actually submitted a letter today to make the third child the crown prince!"
Xue Luochuan's anger was beyond words. If Xue Zanghai was in front of him at this time, he would probably punch him through. After being furious, he sat slumped among a pile of rags, his face gloomy.
"No chance. This time it's just a test. Next time, I'm afraid the edict directly establishing the crown prince will be read out!"
Zhou Xuefeng was attracted by the maid, and released a green light in his hand, healing the wound on Xue Luochuan's hand.
"May I ask, Your Highness, why is this so?"
Sitting there blankly, Xue Luochuan showed no reaction, like a puppet. Zhou Xuefeng turned to look at Zhao Gao.
When he heard this guy's name for the first time, Zhou Xuefeng subconsciously felt that this guy was not a good person. But after more than half a year of contact, this person seems to be okay?
It’s just that his martial spirit is a bit strange, red deer. If you say a deer, it’s not a deer, if you say a horse, it’s not a horse. His talent is not very good either. He is nearly ten years older than Zhou Xuefeng, but he is at about the same level of cultivation.
The specific ability is not very clear. From what other people said, it seems to be a defensive ability.
Zhao Gao gave Zhou Xuefeng a steady look and said a few words quietly. Zhou Xuefeng's "expression changed" and he planned to make a direct suggestion, just kill the second and third eldest brother.
[If you mention it directly, will it arouse suspicion? 】
[After all, it hasn’t been long since I joined the Xue Luochuan camp. 】
[But if you are eager to achieve success, it should make sense. 】
[Forget it, it’s better to play it safe. It would be most appropriate for Xue Luochuan to generate that kind of idea and put it into action. 】
[However, now we have to think of some way to distract him before he can take action. 】
On An Lan's side, it's time to take action.
…
Wuhun City.
An Lan prepared several candidates for contact with Xue Luochuan. But then I thought about it and realized that there might be room for cooperation with Bibi Dong on this matter.
With Bibi Dong's endorsement, it would be more legitimate for the Qibao Glazed Sect to control the Tiandou Empire.
She has many people on her hands.
It served her purpose as well.
The main reason was that An Lan was too lazy to bother, so it would save time to let Bibi Dong come. The five of them would only need to pick peaches.
After dealing with Qian Renxue, send her back to rest. In the dead of night, An Lan quietly entered the Pope's Palace.
Slowly approach the palace
There may or may not be guards in the dark. Bibi Dong was already a strong man at the level of Titled Douluo, and apart from the necessary maids, he didn't need any guards. If she really had to arrange for some people to be around her all day and night, she probably wouldn't be happy either.
Unless they are all women.
However, the proportion of female soul masters in the soul master world is extremely exaggerated. It is not easy for even the Pope of Wuhun Palace to recruit an entire escort team.
Take the initiative to release your breath and lure Bibi Dong out.
Entering the palace directly is tantamount to seeking death. If he was really beaten by Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu wouldn't be able to say anything as long as he didn't die and lose his arms and legs.
Bibi Dong, who was sleeping lightly, woke up instantly.
The time in the Killing City allowed her to develop different sleeping habits. Even if she had been away for a long time, she would still have an attack occasionally. Looking at the familiar ceiling and the soft bed beneath her, she realized that she was in her own bedroom.
He lifted the quilt, raised his hand to hook the nightgown on the hanger, and followed the soul signal released by An Lan to appear floatingly.
No one was around, and Bibi Dong did not hide the impatience on her face and the indifference in her eyes. Looking at An Lan, he didn't say anything. An Lan didn't mind either. He bent slightly and invited her to sit next to him first.
"Excuse me late at night, I have something to discuss with my senior sister."
She didn't sit down, her nightgown fluttering slightly.
"Do you want to die?"
Senior sister?
Deliberately irritating me?
"Sorry, I was negligent, Your Majesty the Pope."
She didn't want to pay attention to An Lan, but if she didn't deal with it, it would be a problem. He sat down impatiently and crossed his long legs.
"explain."
"I have an idea about the Tiandou Empire, such and such, such and such... I wonder what His Majesty the Pope thinks?"
"cooperate?"
A sarcastic look.
She didn't know if An Lan knew about that bastard, but based on his relationship with that scoundrel, she didn't like An Lan either.
cooperate? has no meaning?
“The Pope has many capable people. If this plan is presided over by the Pope, it will have a greater chance of success.”
"Ah."
Bibi Dong remained unmoved. An Lan sighed.
"Although I don't know what is going on between His Majesty the Pope and Ashue. But in fact, I don't really like Wuhun Palace. If possible, I would like to find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters with her, and not care about the world. , the sun rises and the sun sets.”
A beautiful imagination of ordinary life. Regardless of whether Bibi Dong believed it or not, An Lan believed it himself. A few simple words, stop in moderation, so as not to touch Bibi Dong's nerves.
Just these few words, let her...
Bibi Dong didn't hear the next words at all. Thinking back to her and Yu Xiaogang before.
【No! 】
Raging anger filled my heart.
[Why should I suffer this fate! But this scoundrel can be happy in an ordinary way! 】
【Martial Soul Hall! Angel! Just wait, I will definitely...]
The whole person almost exploded, but he didn't show it at all.
"Give me the specific plan tomorrow."
After leaving an extremely cold sentence, she stood up and took a step forward. Bibi Dong disappeared in front of An Lan.
【just……】
Although Bibi Dong didn't show anything just now, he broke into a cold sweat for no reason.
The next day, An Lan synthesized the actions of several people, compiled a simple plan, and handed it to Bibi Dong. After reading it, Bibi Dong raised his hand to burn it with soul power and nodded casually.
"I will arrange."
After getting her response, An Lan immediately prepared to leave.
Bibi Dong suddenly said something without starting or ending.
"Nana has nothing to do with what's going on between us. Don't go too far!"
An Lan turned around and smiled.
"What His Majesty the Pope said is strange. What is too much? Where is it too much?"
(End of chapter)