emperor cold concubine

Chapter 192
Bai Qilang has been the high priest of Jiuluo for more than a year. Although he is not pampered, he has a noble status. Apart from kneeling to worship the gods, he has never kneeled to anyone.Kneeling at this moment, less than half an hour later, there was a faint tingling pain in the knee, a look of pain flashed across the face, he moved his legs quietly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and then replied: "He originally The purpose is to cultivate enough power to use Cang Yue's empress to control Cangyue Kingdom's government, but once the empress dies, his plan will be ruined at the same time. Now, he can only be tied to the third princess by a rope. The reason why he obeys me is because I drugged him and his life is in my hands."

In Jiuluo, where the empress is respected, if a man has the intention of usurping the throne and rebelling against him, all those involved will be sentenced to death, torture or castration, depending on the empress' wishes.The most cruel thing is that the rebels implicate their parents, wives and children, there is no age limit, even if they are just ignorant infants, they will not let them go, so even though the great prince is ambitious, he dare not risk himself.

So, I put the idea to Cang Yue... Su Mo thought to himself, and based on Cang Fengqi's age, this ambitious plan has been going on for so long, but why hasn't it been done?
After all, Cang Hao had not yet been born at that time... Does Ye Jinghai want to be the emperor himself, or does he want his son to be the emperor? Maybe Murong Qing didn't have enough power in his hands at that time, so they didn't dare to act rashly?Besides, the emperor probably hadn't reached the point of incompetence at that time.

However, after all, the plan is not as fast as the change, and the world is always unpredictable. They patiently waited for the opportunity, but the opportunity played a deadly joke on them.A Cang Hao easily wiped out their wishful thinking and overall plan.

Su Mo glanced at him lightly, and snorted: "I have learned some things in the Su family these years, and now they are all in use."

Hearing her tone, Bai Qilang knew that she had lost her anger, so he couldn't help but relax, then wrinkled his handsome face, and stroked his knee, "Boss, it hurts..."

"It hurts and deserves it." Su Mo snorted coldly.

Bai Qilang pursed his mouth, his face full of grievances.

"Still up?" Su Mo scolded softly, "Neurotoxins and other things are not allowed to be used again in the future, and guns and ammunition must also be put an end to. Whether it is real guns or model guns, they are not allowed to be used again. Did you hear that?"

Qi Lang was puzzled, "Why?"

Why... Su Mo lazily raised her eyebrows, leaned on Qi Lang's homemade wooden sofa, remembered the promise she had made to someone, warm affection flashed in her eyes, and said lightly: "I have lost the world ambition."

Hearing this, Qi Lang was obviously taken aback, and asked again, "Why?"

"Lang'er." Su Mo sighed lightly, "Why are there so many?"

"With the boss's ability and my assistance, it is easy to win the world in this backward ancient times. The boss doesn't want to see all the heroes submit to his feet, he doesn't want the power in his hands to call the wind and rain, and he doesn't want to order everything to bow down..."

"Lang'er." Su Mo smiled lazily, interrupting the beautiful fantasy full of passion, "I fell in love with someone."

"...What?" Qi Lang was taken aback when he heard the words, and then lightly frowned his beautiful sword eyebrows, "Who in this world is worthy of your love?"

Even in the 21st century, he never thought that his boss would fall in love with someone one day, let alone what kind of man Su Mo should fall in love with.

"You heard me right, Qi Lang, I have indeed fallen in love with someone, and I can't extricate myself." Su Mo repeated, with a lazy smile on her lips, her voice lost its coolness and became softer, "Lang'er, that person is worthy of my love, and, like eating poppies, he is possessed and can't quit."

Qi Lang moved his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say, he just stared at Su Mo blankly, frowning, thinking slightly, and bewildered, with an extremely tangled expression.

Su Mo looked at it and wanted to laugh, and she did, "What's the matter, Qi Lang? I'm in love, and it's hard for you to accept it?"

"...No." Qi Lang hesitated for a while, and finally frowned and said: "I was just thinking, what kind of ability does the man that the boss likes have? Is he good-looking?"

Do you look good?Su Mo didn't expect that this was what he was most concerned about, but, is it good-looking... Thinking of Cang Hao's immortal posture that does not eat the fireworks of the world, the smile on the corner of Su Mo's mouth became more and more charming, "Lang'er, in this world, how can you be so charming?" You can't find anyone more beautiful than him, male or female."

Refreshing and refined, with a peerless appearance, dressed in snow like an immortal riding the wind, if you really want to find an appropriate description, Su Mo thinks, it is really a flawless appearance that God has spent all his heart and mind carefully carving out.

The word good-looking is too general, and the appearance of men and women is also called good-looking, but it is too weak.If Su Mo directly said handsome or handsome, Qi Lang would be more acceptable.

Qi Lang thought for a while, then said: "How is his martial arts?"

Although Su Mo himself is strong enough and does not need the protection of a man with strong martial arts, but how can a man who is inferior to a woman deserve Su Mo to love?
"This..." Su Mo thought for a while. Qi Lang thought that the reason for her hesitation was that the other party was not good at martial arts. He was about to give Su Mo a brainwashing class, but Su Mo said: "...Qi Lang, if we join hands , he probably didn’t need 30 seconds to crush both of us to death in the palm of his hand at the same time.”

"What? This is impossible!" Qi Lang roared excitedly, not believing it at all, "How can there be any real masters in this poor place? Your skills are so good, and ninjutsu is top-notch. Lu's masters are terrified to hear your name, let alone these ancients who can only use fists and embroidered legs, and can't take a life with thousands of moves!"

"Qi Lang, it's true." Su Mo smiled faintly, "When did I ever lie to you?"

Never, the head of the Su family has never said a word of lies.But Qi Lang still couldn't believe it. No one knew Su Mo's ability better than him. It was the skill and speed tempered in hell. He was the best killer and a natural leader. Hidden weapons, or simple martial arts competitions, no one is her opponent.

However, at this moment, she said that there is a person who can crush her and him to death in the palm of his hand in less than 30 seconds... This is ridiculous!
Qi Lang obviously couldn't accept it, the most proud thing in the ancient times was nothing more than internal strength and lightness skills, and those tedious and fancy moves were just for fun.Although Qinggong is good, even if Su Mo does not have Qinggong, his speed will definitely not be slower than them. In terms of internal strength, how can modern martial arts learners have any internal strength? But even if they don't have it, they are still here. And the speed is enough to teach any master to lose the ability to react in an instant.

Unless, as described in fantasy novels, a peerless master with a six-year-old skill... After a while, he seemed to think of something, slowly widened his eyes, looked at Su Mo, and said with a slightly stiff expression: "Boss, that Man, how old is he?" The young master will not fall in love with an old man with high martial arts skills and unique skills? Or, is the skill inferior and forced to commit himself?
Su Mo raised her eyebrows, looked at his terrified expression quite interestingly, and smiled more happily, "Qi Lang, what kind of messy things are you thinking in your mind?"

Qi Lang didn't speak, but looked at her with a tangled expression.

"When did you go back? I'll take you to meet him, and you'll understand." Su Mo stood up, walked around the living room, looked at his study bedroom, and said lightly: "Qi Lang, it's time to come out." After a long time, won't you be noticed?"

Qi Lang followed behind her, curling his lips and said: "Those idiots only know that the gods can't offend, so they dare not enter the temple without authorization during the high priest's blessing. Besides, I will follow you in the future, and I don't want to go back to that lifeless place. place."

Su Mo heard the words, her expression moved slightly, she nodded after thinking for a while, "That's fine, but I'm afraid Jiu Luo will be in a mess."

The disappearance of the high priest may be more serious than a country without a king.

"That has nothing to do with me." Qi Lang looked indifferent, and didn't want to care about those boring things at all.

Su Mo glanced back at him, "You really have no interest in Jiu Luo's empress?"

"What's the point?" Qi Lang was taken aback for a moment, then came to his senses, frowned and thought for a while, "I don't know. Anyway, we can't be together, so it doesn't matter if it's interesting or not?"

Saying so, but unexpectedly remembered what that woman said in the temple, she had never called anyone to sleep in these years...

In other words, she is very likely to be a big girl now... a 27-year-old... who can be called an old maid in the 21st century... Her Majesty the Queen... Qi Lang twitched the corners of his mouth, cleverly unwilling Think again.

"Have you ever lived in this bedroom?"

The male bedroom is simple and elegant. The space is not large. The main color is beige, clean and tidy. There is a bed, a desk, and a cabinet that occupies one wall. The simple furnishings are obviously not really for living.

Sure enough, Qi Lang said: "No. This house has just been built. I just come here to pass the time when I'm bored. Naturally, I can't stay for too long. I mostly read books in the study, or study how to use hard wood. Most durable pistol."

"The most durable pistol?" Su Mo whispered, "I'm afraid I won't have a chance to use it again."

"Although I don't have the previous conditions and materials, if the boss wants it, I can make it at any time. Even if the power is not as good as those real guns, it is more than enough to deal with these ancients." Regarding the transfer of modern weapons to ancient times Qi Lang obviously didn't take this matter seriously.

"No need." Su Mo refused without hesitation.

"Why—" subconsciously wanted to ask again, but suddenly seemed to think of something, Qi Lang looked hesitant, "Is it because of the person you fell in love with...?"

(End of this chapter)