I really didn't take the emperor of the enemy country as a stand-in

boom--

The jackdaws by the eaves screamed and flew away.

Wen Yao turned his head and found the door of the abbot's inner room opened.

Just as he turned his head, the gray-robed man took the opportunity to escape, and Wu Yong also hid in the grass.

Wen Yao hurriedly bowed: "See the abbot."

Xuan Tang cleared his throat: "Your Majesty's headache is no longer a serious problem, there is still one last step left, and the people he cares about must recite Miaofa Lianhua three times. He told me, and you can recite it."

Wen Yao didn't expect it: "Who cares? Me?"

Xuan Tang rudely took out the scriptures from his sleeve, stuffed them into his arms, and pushed them into the room together with the books: "Go quickly, don't talk nonsense."

He slammed the door shut and clapped his hands in success.

Suddenly, a young monk stumbled in and ran in: "Abbot, it's not good. The officers and soldiers came down from the mountain and said they were going to worship in the temple. But they were murderous. The matter of your Majesty's coming to Qingci Temple is confidential. Tell me, don't you?" Someone wants to take advantage of this to harm His Majesty?"

"What are you panicking about?" Xuan Tang drooped his eyelids in a sleepy manner, "Your Majesty has already guessed that there is a guest coming. Let's greet him first."

Heng Zegong pinched the note, his eyes widened: "Your Majesty went to Qingci Temple?"

The subordinate's eyes rolled: "It is said that it is a headache. I went to ask for Buddhist scriptures. That mysterious person left you this note specially. Does it have a deep meaning?"

"That boy Nanqiong has been killed, and now His Majesty has no reliable experts around him. He can't take many guards with him when he leaves the palace this time, isn't it a good opportunity?" Mr. Hengze slapped his thigh with fierce eyes, "This mysterious man He is the nobleman of this king."

The subordinate flattered: "Soon, you will be His Majesty."

"Hurry up, prepare your horse, this king is going to Qingci Temple to pray for Buddha." Heng Zegong laughed strangely, "Oh, yes, just to be safe, you go to get gold and silver again, please masters later The mountain is on standby in case of emergency.”

The group of them pretended to be ordinary high-ranking officials seeking Buddha, but there were countless well-equipped masters hidden under the gorgeous carriage.In addition, he mobilized the hidden forces of the Ministry of War.

The subordinate suddenly asked: "Your Highness, is this car empty in the end? Why is there a cage under the canopy? It doesn't look like a prisoner's cage."

Mr. Hengze smiled inscrutably: "This is for His Majesty. After all, he is my brother's brother, and he is reluctant to kill him. Of course, it is impossible to raise such a person for nothing, as a beast. Maybe someone will like this."

As an NPC who wears books, it seems that he is naturally set to look down on Xin Guojun.Ever since he was a child, Xin Guojun had no brains. Recently, he became smart a few times and only relied on that boy from Nanqiong.

You idiot, you should go back to his circle.

The welcoming monk at Qingci Temple was very enthusiastic.This made Mr. Hengze more convinced that Zhong Lang's awareness of defense was as low as they expected.

"Your Highness, the mysterious man has sent another message. There is a tunnel in Qingci Temple, which leads directly to the abbot's backyard, and he is bound to be caught off guard."

"The army is divided into four groups, one is frontal, two are outflanking, and the last is an elite route. The king will drag the abbot first, and you go search."

In the distance, there was a lone figure outside Qingci Temple.Xuan Tang stood at the door with one palm and took the initiative to greet him: "The nobleman is visiting, but the poor monk is far away to welcome you, don't blame me."

Heng Zegong's expression changed, he immediately put on a polite posture, and entered Qingci Temple with greetings.And his team naturally went "where it should go".

Mr. Heng Ze rolled his eyes after exchanging greetings: "Master, I also heard from someone in the capital that the Buddhist voice of Qingci Temple is very pure. Are there other nobles in the capital who come here often?"

Xuan Tang was slightly stunned, and it took a while before he smiled: "This temple is not a Buddhist holy place, it is only quiet, and it is rare for noble people to come."

Mr. Hengze caught the concealment in his expression and snorted triumphantly, making sure that the news was true.

Xuan Tang led him to worship one after another, Heng Zegong gradually became absent-minded, and his eyes glanced outside the door.

Why haven't you found any trace of Xin Guojun in the monastery?

"Benefactor, do you have something on your mind?"

Heng Zegong smiled perfunctorily: "No."

At this time, a servant dressed as a private army came over with his head bowed, and whispered behind Heng Zegong, "Your Highness, I found it."

Heng Zegong was overjoyed, turned his head to Xuan Tang and said: "Master, I want to get back to the car and get some thoughts immediately, excuse me."

Xuan Tang nodded lightly, watching him playfully disappear around the corner.

Mr. Heng Ze was led all the way, shuttling through the courtyard, to the highest and innermost halls.There are people hidden in the surrounding branches.

Servant: "Your Highness, it's in the room in front. The formation has been arranged around."

Mr. Hengze checked all around, and took out a piece of thin porcelain from his sleeve according to the secret signal, and threw it on the ground hard.

All the masters from all directions around fell to the ground.

"Go in for me, and capture alive—"

Before Mr. Hengze finished speaking, suddenly the sword of a nearby master pierced his chest.

He glared angrily, never would have guessed that there would be people mixed into the private army.

The master in the distance suddenly jumped up and stabbed at the man, trying to save the Lord.

However, more than one undercover.Many private soldiers found that the brothers who were sharing the kettle with each other just now suddenly drew their swords to face each other.

Immediately, this quiet place became an extremely terrifying Shura field.

I don't know who lit a fire first, and it was raging around the white snow and dead wood.

Mr. Hengze got another sword strike. Before he died, he raised his head, and suddenly found two people sitting on the eaves of the central hall of the Shura Field. One of them, with loose hair and a black robe, was holding a jug and talking interestingly. look at him.

"elder brother……"

A gust of wind blew away the fire, and the fire engulfed the dying Mr. Hengze. It seemed to burn hotter and more brilliantly after absorbing nourishment.

The firelight shone on half of Zhong Lan's face, reflecting his calm smile very indifferently, as if he was used to such scenes.

Wen Yao crossed his legs beside him.The scriptures were placed on his lap, and were rattled by the strong wind.

"Your Majesty, that's not how you listen to the Lotus Sutra of the Miao Dharma."

Zhong Lan raised his head gracefully, regardless of his brain that was about to be ached in two, he drank happily: "Keep reading."

"..." Wen Yao looked away, opened the bright yellow scroll, and spit out each word clearly, with clear wisdom, not far from the slaughter field.

Zhong Lan quietly illuminated the fire, talking to himself while watching.

"Many of these people who betrayed Mr. Hengze were bought later. He has killed many people for himself in the past few years. Therefore, the promise of supporting his family for life is more attractive than a sum of alimony."

"I have been called cowardly in the past few years, but it is also because I did not give up on the people who were plagued last year. I happened to save the Yuan clan and made the Minister of the Ministry of War give up Mr. Hengze and devote himself wholeheartedly. If we are dispatched today, the people in the Ministry of War will just stand by and watch .”

"Before I came to Qingci Temple, although I had a headache, I already expected that once my whereabouts were revealed during this trip, there would be rebellion."

Wen Yao: "Your Majesty, I read the scriptures for you, but what you said to me is full of thorns."

Zhong Lan suddenly turned his head, and a gust of wind blew the blue hair.

"You have seen my real ability, so I will stop pretending. This scene is for you to watch."

Wen Yao narrowed his eyes, suddenly, a slender, flawless hand pinched his chin forcefully, making him unable to move.

The warm fingertips gently rubbed along the jawline like a patrol, soft but unquestionable.

"Since you don't eat soft ones, you can only eat hard ones." Zhong Lan's affectionate eyes elongated, with the aloofness of a high-ranking person, "I just want to tell you that if I can, I have the ability to level all places, It’s just that I don’t want to. Be nice, and my seat and things will be yours from now on.”

Wen Yao looked at him expressionlessly, and the stunning face reflected in his pupils got closer and closer.

Zhong Lan whispered in his ear: "Follow me."

The fire was still burning, and the crackling of the wood was extremely harsh.

Suddenly, Wen Yao laughed.

"Your Majesty, I don't like things that others give."

I don't even like obediently being a stand-in.

Zhong Lan was a little angry, when suddenly, his hand pinching Wen Yao's chin was a little wet.

Wen Yao's pupils were slightly locked, his tongue lightly licked the hand pinching his chin, the tip of his tongue circled slowly on the fingertips, leaving a trace of ambiguous wetness.

Zhong Lan: "..."

Something is wrong, shouldn't I be the pervert today?

boom--

Suddenly there was a loud noise inside the hall where the two were, and the roof collapsed!

Zhong Lan's heart tightened: "How did the news about the secret channel leak out?"

Heng Zegong's third team went directly into the underground of this lobby through a secret passage, and surrounded the two of them.

When the two adjusted their posture and landed, there was a whole circle of bright swords around them.

In order to prevent the private soldiers fighting outside the house from entering the house to escape, all the surroundings of the hall were crucified, and it happened to block them inside at this time.

Zhong Lan, who still has a headache and his combat power has dropped sharply: "..."

The only one who can fight is the one next to him.

The situation between the two suddenly changed.

A hand wrapped around his thin waist.Wen Yao imitated his previous appearance and raised Zhong Lan's chin: "Your Majesty, who should be with whom this time?"