Chapter 177： Come on and mine together (1/2)

It was late, and the quiet King's Mansion was a little disturbed.

On the high wall, dozens of black shadows leaped up, but the person headed was in a purple suit. The evil eyes glanced over the somewhat hazy palace under the lantern's reflection, and an unexplained smile aroused in the corner of his mouth.

The dark night wind is high at night, it is the time to start.

I saw him gently waving his hand, and the man in black who was trailing next to him swiftly flew away from all corners of the palace, fluttering like ghosts, no one found.

Dongting Wangyu watched that the alert was not as good as the house in the previous King's Mansion, raised her eyebrows, and surely had to search while Xiao Xu was away.

This time he brought the dark guard who is best at light work underneath. He has strong concealment ability, so it's okay to avoid the guards inside.

So he glanced, flew up, and headed for the study.

The success or failure is here.

At this time, Chu Qingyan and his party had stopped to rest.

The fire was burning.

The fire spirit arranges guards to take turns to guard. Now in this place where the village is not in front of and behind the store, safety is very important, because it is said that there are often robbers here, and the ferocious beast will show up at night, so the fire spirit Do not dare to relax your vigilance.

It's late autumn at this time, and the night is very cold, so it is not suitable to sleep on the carriage, but Chu Qingyan has already prepared for it. I saw that she ordered someone to take out the contents of the carriage. At first everyone did not know that. What it is, but when the Muling commander propped up on the ground, the people were surprised to find that this thing could be propped up into a tent.

Chu Qingyan nodded with satisfaction. When she was in Wangfu, she only described the shape and material of things with Mu Ling. Mu Ling was able to understand it, and she made it all at once. Power is powerful.

This kind of tent is a tent style that imitates the modern day camping in the wild. The fabric is made of ink spinning made by Xixuanguo. It is not easy to ventilate and light, and it is an essential tool for home travel.

The Emperor Tai looked around with his hands behind his back, touched his beard, and chuckled his face at Chu, ”Yan girl, what you have is really good.”

Chu Qingyan is ashamed, Grandpa Huang, is it really good for you to say so much?

Xiao Xu heard his words and turned to look at her, she immediately pretended to be dead!

”Okay, I'm going to sleep here tonight!” The emperor didn't even care about Chu's distress, chose a tent, then got in, and sighed comfortably.

Chu Qingyan and Xiao Xu each chose a tent and went to rest.

It was late at night, and there was only the sound of firewood burning ”wheezing” outside, and the mountain breeze blowing.

It was still quiet at night.

Xiao Xu was lying in this tent, covered with a quilt that had been exposed to the sun, and could just feel the temperature of the sun. He slightly lip-scratched and had to say that this little guy had surprised him too much in this short day.

As I was about to fall asleep, I heard a footstep slowly moving from the side, and then saw a shadow reflected on his tent through the fire, and finally the black shadow was stunned for a while, then raised his hand and patted His tent.

”Big ice, can I sleep with you tonight?”

At this time in the British Royal Mansion, people in black were conducting a carpet-like search.

Dongting Wangyu just landed next to the window of the study, two dark guards fell on the beam of the room, and the sword was swung at him.

Dongting Wangyu did not expect that even if Xiao Xu had taken the elite, there was still such a powerful dark guard in his house, but he was well prepared.

The folding fan at the waist was lifted, and it was lightly blocked. One person's knife was blocked, while one side turned away, and the other man's sword fled away.

At this moment, a flash of evil gas flashed in the eyes of Dongting Wangyu, and the folding fan blocking the knife suddenly opened. It happened that the evening breeze came together, and the powder on the folding fan rushed towards the two dark guards. Zhao, just fell to the ground.

It was only a blink of an eye from their landing to the trio's move.

The masters are so fast! Did not alarm anyone!