Luo Zhifeng knocked on the tabletop and saw Gu Yunting embarrassed: "Perhaps, you don't have to sacrifice anyone close to you."

Gu Yunting looked at him suspiciously, and Luo Zhifeng continued: "There are people who want Yuan Wang to die more than you. Let them bite dogs first. Let's take advantage of them."

After leaving Gu Yunting away, the other courtyard returned to calm. Wen Yue's maid followed, and not only sent a lot of nourishing medicines, but also silk, tea and other luxury supplies.

Among the clothes sent was a dazzling red robe, on which the outline of a phoenix was outlined with gold thread.

From the outside, there is nothing serious about it, but the phoenix above it is clearly a cross-neck gesture, just hiding the figure of the phoenix.

If he really wears this dress, everyone sees it and knows that he is an unknown person. Wen Yue has a good calculation. She wants Luo Zhifeng to be stamped by her.

On the other hand, the phoenix robe also demonstrates Wen Yue's ambition. She implicitly means-I am the emperor and you wear the phoenix robe.

Luo Zhifeng's face was slightly cold, and in the panicked voice of the maid, he really threw the scarlet phoenix robe into the furnace in her face.

The scarlet phoenix robe was immediately swallowed by the tongue of fire, and in a short while, he was licked out.

After Luo Zhifeng threw the scarlet phoenix robe, he bent over and coughed a few times, still faint in his eyebrows, and turned to the maid and said, "Go back and tell the concubine and empress, I invite myself to go outside the palace to pray for all beings."

The maid responded, and went back to repeat Luo Zhifeng's words and actions verbatim, and then dropped her head nervously, waiting for Wen Yue to make trouble.

In her heart, she no longer completely regarded Wen Yue as the master who took care of her growing up, but demonized her image infinitely.

Wen Yue herself was not very clean. The things she did, the cover-ups afterwards, and the dull-eyed people around made the maid start to fear.

Wen Yue hehehe, not angry, with a certain tone in his tone: "When the time comes, Luo Xiangshi will understand the good intentions of this palace. The living puppet... but my great reward."

The maid vaguely heard the words "live puppet" murmured in Wen Yue's mouth, which sounded like a weird and twisted curse in her ears, full of unknown aura.

"Live? I?" She pieced the words together in her heart, and there was a sudden thunder in her head.

The "living puppet" that the empress said, the living puppet...? Could it be the people around the dull and obedient nymphs I saw? !

The maid stood unbearably, her face covered by her hair pale. Will one day be the same as her companions?

The close-fitting maid Qinglian spent a lot of effort to stop herself from showing the appearance that she shouldn't be showing. She tried her best to calmly listen to Wen Yue and said:

"Niang Niang, Luo Xiangshi is weak, and there may be accidents if you stay away for a long time. How stupid and incomprehensible are the people around Niang Niang, why don't you send me out of the palace to take care of Luo Xiang for the time being?"

Wen Yue glanced at Qinglian obliquely, rejoicing for the word "sacred meaning" mentioned by the personal maid.

Doesn't she just want to be a queen? To describe it with the holy meaning is not just the right thing!

Qinglian said this to Wen Yue's heart. The puppet is not old and not dead, but it is really too dull and stupid, and he has not inherited the cleverness before a little bit.

Left to the hands of outsiders, Wen Yue was not at ease, thinking that her only living maid was a feasible candidate.

"Yes, let's go. Put all the things Luo Xiangshi did on paper, and pass the letter to me every other day."

"Yes, Niang, I quit."

After waiting out of the palace, leaving Wen Yue's eyeliner range, Qing Lian, who had always been restrained, knelt down in front of Luo Zhifeng with a thump.

She lowered her head and called out: "Please help me, sir! Niang Niang, Niang Niang has long been invaded by evil, but the slave and maid only noticed the abnormality in the past few days... She will use evil spells, except me. All the attendants have been controlled their minds, life is better than death!"

In a panic, Qinglian prostrated a few heads on the ground, his forehead was red.

"How come you want to take refuge in me?" Luo Zhifeng asked her to stand up, "Evil, isn't it easier to get rid of nobles in the palace? Why would you think of coming to me?"

Qing Lian sobbed and said truthfully: "Why didn't the slave and maid ever think about it like this... But, maids, even your majesty!"

She was horrified, but her unfinished meaning was clear.

Qinglian wanted to shake everything out, and listed the names of several abnormal empresses she found.

Luo Zhifeng obtained most of the list of the powerful hosts in the harem without any effort, and then inferred what happened in these harem concubines.

After the host amnesia, the subtle difference caused will not disturb the attendant maid. Unless they are all awakened and their own personalities are fully released, people around them will feel great fear and confusion.

Is it normal for the harem concubine to recover his memory?

Besides, after they recovered their memory, they didn't make a big fuss. On the contrary, they seemed to be suppressed and concealed... This had to make Luo Zhifeng think about what their system had instilled in them.

Said it was a promotion test?

Or... Luo Zhifeng's smile expanded. The hosts in these harem concubines did not know that there were countless hosts besides them!

He asked Qinglian: "Since I asked for my asylum, I would find an excuse to go back to the palace immediately, without you having to do anything dangerous. Just..."

"only need to?"

"Pass by the attendants who can't get in touch with the imperial concubine, and let them know about the anomaly of the maidens'inadvertently.'

Qing Lian gritted his teeth and agreed, Luo Zhifeng taught her a sentence or two, and sent her away.

Seeing Qinglian's return, the guard in the palace asked curiously, "Isn't it just leaving?"

Qing Lianqiang smiled and grasped the handkerchief tightly, sweat oozing from his back: "Something forgot to take, come back and have a look."

Many days later.

"Master Gu, I've heard it for a long time."

This is the top of a hill occupied by a band of bandits, and it is very incredible that a thin young man appears to be pushed down by the wind.

Not to mention that the young man is still wearing a conspicuous green dress, with a handkerchief on hand at all times, coughing lowly, and the scene he sees in front of him is the mighty scene of bandits practicing with weapons.

The Master Gu, who Luo Zhifeng said, was staring at him, and Gu Huijun recognized that he was the famous scholar who had come in recent days. It is said that he is a loyal supporter of the imperial concubine Wen of Yuan Dynasty. He is obviously sick and thin, but he drags the sick body to lobby in those dark and bad places, and he is not afraid to find all kinds of murderers. It is strange to be here——

He was so dying that he actually walked away again and again, making the murderers seem obedient, and even praised the concubine Wen.

Isn't this a drop of head? In order to push that Concubine Wen to the Phoenix position?

Gu Huijun despised such a person, so when this Luo Zhifeng proposed to come to him to "pray for sentient beings, noble concubine", he responded vulgarly.

But unexpectedly, Gu Huijun stared at Luo Zhifeng's figure with a serious expression. How did he break through the heavy inspections of his men?

They used the protective techniques that were cast after hundreds of reforms. After those regular army tests, they were invincible.

"Stop! Fools, haven't you noticed that anyone is approaching you?!" Gu Huijun yelled, like the most effective token, immediately dispersing the strict team.

When these people really saw Luo Zhifeng, an uproar sounded. In the blink of an eye, there were people kowtowing and piercing their eyes to verify whether their eyes got into the sand or their heads did not wake up. Paste.

dry! Where did this person come from?

This thin-armed and thin-legged man...Isn't it that a brother who saw the poor look of this scholar put him in? Or is anyone thinking about where he came back from?

"Shut up!" After Gu Huijun yelled at him, he turned his head and looked sharp. There was a sharp condensation in the pupils that were concentrating on Luo Zhifeng, "Go back wherever you come from."

"No matter who you are sent, it is impossible to convince me or them."

Gu Huijun and his "bandits" have one thing in common. They were born in the Yuan Kingdom, but they subtly have no sense of belonging to the Yuan Kingdom, and they subconsciously regard them as stolen rats.

Gu Huijun hates this aspect even more. He once had an extremely glorious life experience, but he was staring at the capital of the Yuan Dynasty day by day, only to feel upset, and there was always a sulky gas in his chest. Anti-thief.

Later, he broke with the family unexpectedly and went to the mountain to stand on his own as a bandit with a knife, and gathered the brothers.

Even if they lived a day of eating and sleeping, no one was shaken.

At the moment that concubine Wen's lobbyist came to the door, no matter what kind of **** tricks he used, they would hate it when they saw it. How could they be as swayed as the people in this rumor?

Luo Zhifeng caught a glimpse of the pure hatred in Gu Huijun's eyes, he sighed in his heart, and instead of answering Gu Huijun's words first, he turned to look at these people's battles.

These people are more than surprised, the formation hasn't changed much yet. They were a bit rough, but they could see what it was... Crane Wing Formation, the formation that can be used by the army in battle.

These bandits...No, they were a miscellaneous army from the Liang Dynasty.

They are the team of Gu Huijun and Gu Shuai with the lowest threshold.

They still don't forget the army in such a bad place, where there is no grass, even if they lose their memory and become citizens of another country, they still keep practicing over and over again, wanting to kill the enemy for the country.

Luo Zhifeng said with a slightly complicated mood: "They are a good team. Gu Shuai, let them avoid it first. I am not a member of the Yuan Dynasty, but a citizen of the Liang Dynasty."

These former soldiers murmured.

Gu Shuai? Liang Dynasty? Listening to these words, it is called a fairy tale, but how can I hear it so pleasantly, and I can't help but have an urge to cry?

Did you ask them to be the elders?

They only communicated for a short while, and they played quietly one by one, straightening their backs as if waiting for orders at any time. They never thought of themselves as bandits, but should be... yes, soldiers.

But the country of Yuan is not their country, and the home they want to guard is not the home of Yuan.

Soon, under Gu Huijun's order, the people present turned their heads and left in an orderly manner. I don’t know if it’s special today or something, but the pace of these rough men is getting stronger and heavier today.

"The Liang Dynasty..." Gu Huijun murmured vaguely. He pressed his forehead, "Sangshi, I really want to think you have some strange power."

After he heard Luo Zhifeng's words, the invisible murderous intent was eliminated.

"So, can we talk about it?" Luo Zhifeng said with a light smile.

Gu Huijun saw the blood on the corners of his lips, frowned, took a handkerchief out of his arms for a while, and cleared the dirt on the grass beside him.

He didn't know why he did all of this so skillfully, as if he had taken care of such a sickly fellow.

"Don't faint halfway! Talk about it, what did you mean?"

...

"That's... you are not afraid that I will spread the news?"

"Gu Shuai won't, and since the news has been passed out, it is in a certain way to my liking, but that will be another way to see blood."

"You really prayed for the concubine Wen's concubine... I wish her, they would calm all living beings with one death, and bless the world-Gu can't be as good as you."

Luo Zhifeng smiled, not seeing the slightest killing intent, so lingering and gentle said: "They deserve to die."

These hosts deserve to die, because they have harmed the world. They must not die so easily, breaking their limbs, lighting their heads, and offering sacrifices to live puppets... he will make them feel.

As for manipulating their system and main system, he will always touch them one by one.

On the other side of the harem, Concubine Wen grabbed a live puppet by the neck and dragged her to her side. The puppet did not feel any pain, and her feet were hanging in the air.

"Luo Xiangshi came out of Gu Huijun's side, the largest bandit den in the capital. Gu Huijun didn't do anything to him, on the contrary, he treated him with courtesy as usual."

"Good! Good!" Wen Yue laughed and said contemptuously, "My good sisters are afraid that there is no one who can win over outside like me, a group of idiots who can't distinguish the status quo!"

"That's right," Wen Yue turned her head and looked at this close-knit maid Qinglian who was dressed like she had gone, and had a somewhat similar face, and ordered, "You should be like Qinglian, not like A dead wood, understand?"

The live puppet’s eyes were dispirited, and her unreasonable voice suddenly became full of vitality. It was seven or eighth similar to Qinglian's: "Mother? How could Gu Huijun's hard bones treat you so quickly?"

Wen Yue nodded, and should arrogantly say: "I have become a tens of thousands of people, bowing their heads and proclaiming ministers! Then Gu Huijun kneeling down is an acquaintance, and I will be the queen of the Yuan Dynasty!

After that, the **** like Liang Guo could not be the enemy of the Yuan Guo army. When I annihilate Liang Guo, I will hang the heads of those emperors and princes on the wall to show my majesty! "