When the people from the Zhongli Pavilion who were surrounding the distance saw the tragic situation of these three people, their backs all emitted chills.

I saw the two old killers with Kun size. One of their hands had been shattered. The wound on their wrists was constantly stretching out with red blood, falling like a stream of thin air on the white marble square in front of the main hall. The cut-off wrists revealed some white bones, which were particularly ferocious.

The woman was also penetrated by the wooden sword and died in the square.

"There are three hours left before dusk." She drove her internal energy, and her clear voice resounded throughout the heart of Yanyun Mountain.

"Your Majesty calmed down." In the exquisite building in the distance, an old man with white heads and beards moved his internal energy and floated up. This man was the first killer, the old man, who ranked first in the Tianzi.

It is also the only master who has learned internal strength in the Zhongli Pavilion.

The other party’s rules were very good. After coming here, he saluted Xie Lang respectfully, "Your Majesty, the Pavilion Master is currently traveling abroad. According to the rules of the End Pavilion, the Pavilion Master will return to the Pavilion to support the monthly meeting every month. The Pavilion Master just left in the early morning yesterday. I am afraid that it will take two days to come back, and it will take five days to be tolerant. Please forgive me for a few days."

"No!" Xie Lang curled his lips and showed a hint of bad temper. "When you finally assassinated me, you didn't have my permission. Now you have given me grace. Who can give you the confidence to negotiate terms with me?"

“…”

"Who is Mr. Wen, if you don't come out to see me again, then you will never come out." After Xie Lang finished speaking, the giant dragon hovering in the main hall tightened its huge body slightly, and the sound of wood bursting suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, and at the same time, the glazed tiles on the top of the main hall also began to break due to squeezing.

Mr. Wen, who was still standing in front of the window on the third floor, observed his heart suddenly felt like he was being clenched. The squeaking sound made cold sweat ooze on his forehead instantly.

He grabbed a wolf-haired pen on the desk and threw it out the window as if he was tentatively. However, after contacting an invisible force, the wolf-haired pen directly turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Mr. Wen was filled with despair.

He knew that he would definitely die today.

He tidied up his scattered clothes with his wooden face, raised his legs as if filled with lead, and walked downstairs step by step.

The old man with white beard knew that Xie Lang might not give them extra time, so he had already ordered people to pass on a letter to the pavilion master Feige. It would be best if he received it. If he could not receive it, they might have a life to encircle the pavilion master.

Hearing a slight footsteps behind him, Xie Lang turned his back to him and asked, "Are you that Mr. Wen?"

Mr. Wen came to Xie Lang with a timid look and bowed, "It's Wen."

Xie Lang looked up at the other person, and had a very rough mask on his face. Although he had a nose and eyes, it was disgusting.

"The mask is taken."

Mr. Wen hesitated, but saw the sparks that were exploding at Xie Lang's fingertips, and finally lifted the mask on his face.

"..." The old man with white beard saw the other person's true face, his face stiffened for a moment, and then shouted in disbelief, "Young Master?"

Mr. Wen lowered his eyes without saying a word, but the old man with white beard didn't want him to remain silent.

"Young Master, why are you here?"

Or, how could he be Mr. Wen?

Xie Lang couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips. In the end, Mr. Wen, who was afraid of everyone in the eyes of all the killers, actually had a baby face.

"Who is the employer who assassinated me?"

Mr. Wen was still silent.

Xie Lang looked ahead, "You can hold on, but I will know sooner or later."

"It's Nanli..."

"I have to listen to the truth." Xie Lang didn't believe it was Emperor Xuan of Nanli or others who started it. It was just a kind of intuition.

Mr. Wen opened his mouth to refute, but after touching Xie Lang's sight, his heart skipped a beat and finally changed his words, "It's the Empress Dowager of the East Palace of Xi Chu."

This person surprised her.

Her previous speculation was either the powerful and powerful people of the Great Zhou Dynasty or the royal family of neighboring countries.

Although the Empress Dowager of the East Palace of Western Chu was also a member of the royal family, the Empress Dowager was the third queen of the New Emperor of Western Chu. She had no son or daughter. Later, she adopted a princess to her name.

The current Emperor Chu Ze of Western Chu was the most legitimate heir of Western Chu, who was born in the Yuan Dynasty and later Emperor Xi Chu.

The Great Zhou and Western Chu were not involved, but they had not paid tribute in the past two years. Even if there were conflicts, they were the emperor of Western Chu. After all, the inspiration between contradictions was based on equal status.

When a gangster passed by another gangster, he rolled his eyes. The possibility of the two of them quarreling or even attacking was almost 100%.

But if a billionaire was passing by a gangster with a group of bodyguards and gave the other party a look of disgust, the gangster could only avoid it with his tail between his legs.

Even though the status of the Empress Dowager of the East Palace of Western Chu is no different from that of Xie Lang, she is an emperor and the other party is a harem, and no matter how she says it, it is impossible to cause friction.

The other party actually spent a lot of money...

"What price did the other party give you?"

"One hundred thousand taels of gold." Mr. Wen said in a muffled voice.

"..." Xie Lang's enthusiasm was a little smoother, twice as high as she expected. No wonder the other party knew that the task was arduous or the next one.

It’s really money that can make the devil push!

How could an concubine of the other party spend so much money to assassinate him?

No matter how you think about it, isn't it?

Could it be the hatred that Empress Dowager Yao and this woman have formed?

Since that's the case, why didn't I assassinate myself before?

With the living conditions before the empress, it was easy to assassinate her. Not to mention that the Qinzheng Hall was as deserted, even if there were many imperial guards, if someone assassinated her, Empress Dowager Yao would probably transfer everyone away happily and create opportunities for the other party.

So, the other party assassinated the current empress, not the previous one.

Wouldn't it be even more strange if it is now?

After arriving in the Great Zhou Dynasty, except for visiting Guiyiguan, this was the second time she stepped out of the capital. Where did she mess with the Empress Dowager?

Xie Lang couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts.

Thinking of the fact that last year, Dazhou sent a bicycle to Xichu, it was not a product of the current era. Perhaps it was seen by the Empress Dowager...

Could that queen mother is also a time traveler?

This idea is actually easily ruled out by Xie Lang. After all, there is no trace of time travelers passing by. Everything is the native feudal dynasty, and no modern product has been released.

...

Madan, don’t think about it anymore, I’ll just go and ask in person in the future.

"Send someone to the Zhongge, all the wealth accumulated over the years has been moved here. If you dare to deduct it privately, I will cut you alive." Xie Lang leaned lazily in the soft chair, "Don't think about escaping, I have already set it into a cage outside, and no one can fly with his wings."

“…”

"Your Majesty, the flying pigeon sends a letter..." The old man with white beard cried, and it was hard to fly. How could the pigeon fly out to send a message?

"Pigeons can." She naturally would not intercept the pigeon when she felt it.

Seeing the old man with his own eyes lifting a carrier pigeon, Xie Lang patrolled back and forth in the distance.

"You!" She raised her hand and pointed at Tianyi, "Take people to prepare lunch."

Tianyi "..."

He was about to be shot and killed by the eyes of his fellow travelers.

I originally wanted to stay in the room and not come out, but when I heard the movements in the main hall, I couldn't help it and hid among my colleagues who were surfing the formations around me to watch the fun.

That's right, others are siegeing, and Tianyi is completely watching the fun.

Who knew that he was discovered by the other party with sharp eyes. Now he has become the target of public criticism.

"...Yes." After Tianyi gave his salute, he turned to the kitchen.

The kitchen in Zhongge is very large, of course the chefs have nothing to say about. The dishes they make are all delicious and proficient in all kinds of local dishes.

Many of them were recruited by the secret spies from the Zhongli Pavilion in the folk to satisfy Mr. Wen's desire.

Mr. Wen is a mysterious existence in the End Pavilion and is deeply trusted by the Pavilion Master. The current Pavilion Master is the only closed disciple of the Old Pavilion Master. The Old Pavilion Master was assassinated by his enemies many years ago. The current Pavilion Master took office and one day six months later, he brought Mr. Wen back from outside.

He once told everyone in the End Pavilion that Mr. Wen would be in charge of all matters when he left the headquarters in the future.

Who would have thought that Mr. Wen was actually the son of the old Pavilion Master.

No wonder the Pavilion Master believed in Mr. Rewen so much. He heard from the master that the Pavilion Master and the old Pavilion Master met since childhood, and had a very harmonious relationship with each other, and were even closer than brothers.

"Xiaoyi is here, what do you want to eat?" In the kitchen, a strong aunt with a big waist and a round waist, weighing at least 170 to 80 kilograms, saw Tianyi come in and greet him cheerfully, "Is it okay?"

"Grandma Gao, I'm fine. Come here and ask you to help prepare a few dishes."

The kitchen is invaded and turned upside down.

Gao Lao Niang is the kitchen manager of Zhongli Pavilion. Although she has no martial arts skills, she is extremely powerful and can easily move things within ten times her weight. She sits at the door of Zhongli Pavilion to manage the kitchen and prohibits them from stepping out of the kitchen.

Gao Lao Niang is a cruel person, or a wolf killer.

When she was young, she was still a very slim and pretty girl. She met a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam. Because the conditions at Gao Damn's family were average, her parents also looked forward to scholars. Since her daughter was in love with the scholar, she naturally did not object to their marriage.

Although the marriage is simple, at the beginning, I was also very loving and sweet with Gao Lao Niang.

But everything was broken like a mirror after the scholar became a Tanhualang in the imperial examination, and after the other party was captured by the Prime Minister's List and became the son-in-law of the Prime Minister's House.

Grandma Gao waited at home, but she waited for two years but didn't see her husband come back. Finally, she brought money and traveled all the way to the capital. After inquiring from many sources, she learned that her husband was greedy for vanity and actually became a son-in-law for the Prime Minister, and also went to the Prime Minister's daughter who was both virtuous and talented as his wife.

This almost made Gao Mama crazy, but she was not a weak woman.

Later, she walked around the capital and planned it. Finally, when the lover led the new wife to the temple outside the city to pray for the two unborn babies, Gao Lao Niang took action.
To be continued...