Chapter 329 (1/2)

Gu Xinglang looked at his immovable legs. He went to kill Mo Wen. Even when he could ride a horse to fight, he couldn't kill Mo Wen, could he? Besides, don't ask, is he crazy, or is his father-in-law and national teacher Chengguan crazy?

Xianzong said it for a long time, but his son-in-law didn't respond. Xianzong took another picture of the imperial book case and said, ”Gu Xinglang, you have a word.”

Gu Xinglang raised his head, looked at Xianzong and said, ”the holy emperor wants his ministers to kill. Don't ask the host?”

Xianzong said, ”yes.” He's been talking to Gu Xinglang about how to kill him for a long time. Don't ask. What's there to ask? The son-in-law didn't understand what he said, or what?

At this time, national master Chengguan said, ”don't ask if you are hurt.”

Gu Xinglang was excited.

Master Cheng Guan looked at Gu Xinglang and said, ”has the princess been to the Huguo temple again?”

Gu Xinglang scratched his head. The princess didn't go to the Huguo temple, but the princess blew up the stove at home. Wait, is it the man of Yongsheng Temple mentioned by his eldest brother? Don't ask? Thinking of this, Gu San is a little confident. If you don't ask about injury and poisoning, it doesn't seem impossible to kill mo.

”What's your expression?” When Xianzong asked his son-in-law, Gu sanshao's expression of surprise and joy was distorted by tension in Xianzong's eyes.

”Are you sure you're hurt?” Gu Xinglang didn't attend to the words of Xianzong and asked Chengguan Guoshi Tao.

National Master Chengguan nodded and said, ”I'm sure.”

Gu Xinglang said, ”is he seriously injured?”

National Master Chengguan said, ”I feel very serious because the Buddhist hall where he lives has a strong smell of sandalwood.”

Gu Xinglang frowned and said, ”sandalwood?”

”Don't ask if you don't like fragrance. This time, it only shows that he wants to cover up other flavors with sandalwood,” said master Chengguan, looking at Gu Xinglang. ”What does the son-in-law think he wants to cover up?”

Xianzong looked at his son-in-law and the national teacher. Well, these two now ignore his existence.

Gu Xinglang thought, patted the armrest of the recliner and whispered, ”cover the smell of blood with sandalwood?”

Cheng Guan smiled and said, ”I think so, too.”

Gu Xinglang nodded, but looked at his feet. Gu Xinglang was worried again and said to national master Chengguan, ”but national master, I can't walk now. How can I kill Mo?”

Xianzong finally found a chance to speak again and said, ”it's not that you want to kill yourself. You didn't listen to me just now, did you?”