Chapter 172 [Night Party Li Yunrui] (for subscription)
After leaving Honglu Temple, Fan Zui performed lightness kung fu and left quickly.

Standing in the shadows, he glanced back to confirm that no one was following him.

In order to be safe, he still released the power of perception.

Mobilizing the nuclear radiation between heaven and earth, with a certain vibration frequency, he can get some news from it.

For example, footsteps, breathing, etc...

There is too much nuclear radiation in this world.People live in such an environment, and through the evolution of genes through the ages, they already have a certain degree of immunity.

However, this cannot completely offset the power of nuclear radiation.

Fan Zui practiced this way to expand the explosive power of nuclear radiation.

Normally, these nuclear radiations do not have a great impact on people, but in the hands of Fan Zui, the situation will undergo earth-shaking changes.

Fan Zui uses nuclear radiation to break the balance with the human body, and its destructive power is naturally huge.

Within perception, no one is following.

So, Fan Zui sneaked out again, turned back, and headed towards Honglu Temple.

Just now, he came blatantly and left openly.

To the surprise of everyone, he turned back.

When I go back at this time, I believe that the expression on Li Yunrui's face must be very exciting.

Fan Zui thought to himself, and suddenly had the idea of ​​playing tricks.

Under the dark night, the breeze is gentle, and the brocade clothes travel at night without leaving any traces.

Northern Qi Dynasty.

Shangjing.

East of the city.

In a certain attic, a charcoal fire is burning, and the temperature is acceptable.

A six-fingered old man with white hair and white beard was grilling on a charcoal fire, holding a rag in his hand, and gently wiped the ancient guqin in front of him.

Put it down, be careful.

There was a creaking sound from the door, and a lot of chill was blowing in, with some snowflakes.

"Old man, why are you still cleaning your broken piano, worried that it will be broken."

While speaking, the visitor went straight to the charcoal fire, stretched out his hand and started to roast, and a burst of mist came out of his mouth.

"The weather is really cold, it suddenly snowed for no reason."

Under the light of the charcoal fire, the pure white Jiuli Jiufeng dress of the woman in white has a somewhat sacred feeling.

The six-fingered old man with white hair and white beard looked up at her, put down the rag in his hand, and carefully put the guqin into the golden nanmuqin box next to it.

"It's so late, you came to see me, what's the bad news?"

"What do you mean, I will only bring you bad news when I come?"

The old man took down the warm teapot by the campfire, poured one for himself, took a sip, and said:

"Then tell me your good news."

She was dressed very differently tonight, and she seemed uncomfortable.

Glancing at the six fingers on his hand, the woman showed a lazy and curious gaze like a village girl, and asked:
"Your reputation as a six-fingered qin demon is pretty good in Northern Qi, but I don't know what it has to do with your martial arts."

Seeing that the old man didn't seem to have any intention of answering himself, the woman was also not surprised, she got used to it, and said lazily:

"What the palace wants is to stop and kill Fei Jie at all costs, and never allow this person to return to Qing Kingdom."

After a pause, she pulled the chair next to her and sat down, lazily like a village girl, and added:
"Of course, it would be best if he could be caught alive, so that he could take the opportunity to negotiate with Qing's little General Fan.

He exchanged his life for the blueprint and technology of Qinglongjun's battleship. "

Hearing this, the old man didn't say anything, took out a teacup and put it in the past, saying:

"You have to drink it yourself."

Both are equally lazy.

The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, took the teacup and poured herself a cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

Immediately felt powerful and warm.

"How many experts are expected to be dispatched this time?" The old man finally asked.

The holy woman in white waved her hand casually, showing three fingers.

"Three grade eight?" The old man frowned slightly.

"No, it's Ninth Rank Upper."

"what!"

The six-fingered old man with white hair and beard suddenly stood up.

It's really a big deal to send three Ninth Grade Uppers.

It seems that capturing Fei Jie alive is already a consensus reached by various forces in the Northern Qi Dynasty.

The little emperor's party and the queen mother's party, the two parties should have joined forces in the matter of confronting and capturing Fei Jie alive.

Suddenly, no one opened it on the floor of the bonfire, and a small box appeared out of thin air where the mechanism was.

The old man opened the box, and there was an urgent message inside.

General Uesugi Tiger has sent a large army to block the border, and is going to capture Fei Jie alive on his way back to Qing, hoping to exchange Xiao En with Qing.

Seeing this news, the old man with white hair and white beard felt quite a headache.

The holy woman in white stretched lazily and stood up slowly.

"The news brought me that the next thing is out of my control. You should still have a headache yourself. Let's go."

The door creaked shut, and there was no one in the room.

There is only one warm teacup left.

The white-haired and white-bearded old man was silent for a moment, then immediately ground it, wrote a string of Arabic numerals on the desk, and sent someone to send it out overnight.

Qingguo.

Honglu Temple.

After the Eldest Princess Li Yunrui sent Aoi Mumuzi back to her room, the two had another spy discussion.

Plans need to be on the agenda as soon as possible.

Now that the situation in Kyoto is very clear, since His Majesty has not received the mission, the meaning could not be more obvious.

It's just that there is still a lack of an excuse for refusal that is not lacking in courtesy and righteousness.

To restore the country, Mu Muzi Aoi had no choice but to think of another way.

Fan Zui, a young ever-victorious general with an army of 50, is her best choice.

However, seeing it for the first time tonight, it seems that it is not that simple to take it down.

After leaving Mumuzi Aoi's room, Li Yunrui walked alone in the slightly dim corridor, thinking about something.

Three steps behind her, followed by the inseparable personal servant girl.

Seventh grade master.

With a trace of cool breeze, rushing to the other side of the corridor and blowing, the branches beside it rustled and swayed.

"How is Wan'er recently?"

Stopping, looking at the rockery where he didn't want to be, Li Yunrui suddenly asked.

The personal servant girl came forward, lowered her head slightly, and said:

"His Royal Highness got some elixir from somewhere, after taking it, his complexion is very good now, and he has not coughed up blood for several days.

I have checked the medicine with the imperial doctor of the imperial hospital, and there is no problem, but even the oldest imperial physician of the imperial hospital cannot prepare it.

Presumably, there should be some secret recipe. "

Under the dim light, Li Yunrui narrowed his eyes slightly, "I don't know who..."

The servant girl hurriedly bowed and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will find out who that person is soon."

What Li Yunrui said, he just remained silent.

The servant girl didn't dare to speak, and just stood quietly by the side.

"Tell me, is Fan Zui really lustful?"

"This..." The personal servant girl didn't know how to answer for a while, so she could only keep silent.

Your Highness should be clear about this issue.

After all, only she should know what happened in the Royal Courtyard that night.

Li Yunrui suddenly picked off the branches and leaves on the side, his eyes flickered, and he said:

"If he really is the evil ghost, then nothing will happen, but if he is not, then he will definitely go and come back tonight..."

As soon as these words came out, the personal servant girl at the side immediately became vigilant.

(End of this chapter)

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