The tea room was pitch black.

Long Huang silently chewed the contents on this yellow paper. This jar of Nanhua tea was obtained by the teacher when he was young... The origin of "Nanhua" was written very clearly on the yellow paper.

After she finished reading it, she couldn't believe that there were such amazing geniuses in this world.

Some talents are inherently talented.

The person who gave Nanhua tea actually vaguely stepped on his heart... When Mr. Yuan Chun was young, there was a "Ghost Jie" who came out of a hundred thousand mountains.

It's a pity that he died young.

Everyone believes that the guy who is known as a "living god" died of his own mental disorder on his path of cultivation. He looked at all the stone tablets of Changling, and then was entangled by death. When he broke through the ten realms, countless kalpas fell, so he died and disappeared... But in fact, this "death" has many doubts.

Because of this, even Changling in Tiandu City was covered with a black ominous veil.

Even if the fog in Changling dissipates, some people dare not step into it, for fear of being entangled by death... The "living gods" who were as famous as His Majesty died in this disaster. How can people not be afraid or afraid?

Sitting on the floor behind the futon lifted it, Long Huang put away the yellow paper, and she bent down silently, listening to the sound under the floor with her ears... Something seemed to be jumping there...

What else is under the underground of Chunfeng Teahouse?

Long Huang frowned.

She stretched into the ground with one hand and groped, as if she had touched a secret switch and had no time to lift it.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the door.

...

...

The corridor of the Spring Breeze Teahouse Mansion.

The prince in loose clothes walked side by side with the other person, regardless of front and back.

The prince leaned outside the corridor, and the sound of wind chimes on the eaves sounded softly.

The man leaned in the corridor, and to the right side were rows of houses and rooms, with wooden doors closed.

The cloak made of hair tied up by wild beasts in the north was raised by the wind.

The man hidden in the darkness had a expressionless face and looked quite "handsome", but there were silent flames in his eyes, and his whole body was wild. He stepped on the wooden board of the Chunfeng Teahouse barefoot, and landed softly and silently.

His forehead was tied with a purple marten tail, tied his long hair, and an ancient knife hung around his waist. The scabbard was engraved with uneven ancient patterns, collide with the wind, and occasionally made crisp sounds as crisp as the wind chimes in the eaves.

The two walked by slowly.

The man with a sable forehead radiates his temperament, which is incompatible with this mansion dedicated to literati and scholars.

It is a kind of conquest with wildness.

Or... with restrained barbarity.

This is an extremely dangerous person.

The prince walked side by side with this man, and there was no one else beside him... Even the girl Honglu, whom he liked the most, was not brought here.

The voices of the two people echoed in the corridor.

"You can rest assured that there is no one in the mansion, not one."

The prince smiled softly. After meeting today, he specially cleared the teahouse mansion.

This is a secret meeting.

Because meeting this man... will vaguely change the future fate of the Sui Dynasty.

"There is no one in the mansion..."

The man with miao tail frowned, he gently repeated the prince's words, and then slowly stopped.

The prince nodded softly, and he looked at the quiet room beside him.

"This is Mr. Yuan Chun's tea room." The prince laughed, he turned his body sideways, took a step slowly, and opened the wooden door of the tea room for the other party.

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The "squeak" sound slowly sounded, and the light from the corridor sprinkled into the tea room.

The man fell into silence, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes swept through every inch of darkness, and did not notice anything strange... This is the tea room of the national teacher Yuan Chun, so it is indeed inconvenient for him to enter.

The prince looked at the teacher's tea room silently. The floor was clean and tidy, and the two rows of tea pots were not moved at all. Everything was no different from the last time I left.

The man said lightly: "I was too worried."

The wooden door is closed again.

The prince dusted his shoulders and laughed softly, "Then continue with the topic just now..."

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...

In the dark room.

The heart sound was pressed very low, and Long Huang's back was tightly pressed against the slit of the stone wall of the tea room. When she heard the sound of footsteps gradually fading away, she finally put down the heart that was lifting up and let out a deep breath of turbid air.

The woman's hands were pinching the broken black skirt hem, and the soft sword was bent at the concave and curved waist and spine.

Long Huang narrowed his eyes and looked at the dark room door that had returned to darkness. She heard the prince's voice, and there was a mysterious person... Who was that person? In order to meet him, the prince cleared the entire mansion.

The mysterious man who was standing outside the door before, even though he was a distance, still brought him an extremely strong sense of oppression. This pressure was slightly worse than that of the capital of the Law Enforcement Department.

Fortunately, Long Huang's breath-catching technique has reached the perfect state, otherwise he had just been discovered.

If it is really discovered, it is probably a lot of danger... My premonition is indeed correct, no one can believe it, nor can the prince.

Long Huang gritted his teeth, and the sword wounds blocked by Xinghui were still in the future.

She decided to go deep into the mansion and explore the prince's intentions clearly.

The man next to the prince was an extremely powerful and dangerous practitioner. Although there were only three extreme star kings in the world of Sui:

The Lord of the Small Mountain in Shu Mountain, Qianshou, the God-Loving Guest of Qiang Mountain, Jiang Yuxu, the Second Prince of the Underworld, King Chujiang.

But in fact, the confrontation with Mo Shou last night had already confirmed that Long Huang was the leader of the Tiandu Law Enforcement Department, who was not inferior to the ruthless people of the three extreme star kings above.

The mysterious man just now would probably not be that bad either.

Long Huang held a breath and sneaked in the mansion of this spring breeze teahouse. It was sunny outside. She swam in the darkness, just like the mysterious man before, walking against the wall.

After practicing the technique of regaining Qi, the release of spiritual thoughts also becomes hidden and silent.

There is only one disadvantage, the speed of divine thoughts becomes extremely slow and slow.

The dragon phoenix leaned against a stone wall, and its spiritual thoughts were twists and turns, swam to the depths of the Chunfeng Teahouse mansion.

She closed her eyes and restrained all her breath.

The picture extends and the minds rush into my mind.

In the pavilion, there was a tea table. The prince and the man stood opposite each other. Li Baijiao personally picked up the pot and poured a cup of hot tea for the man.

Unfortunately, the other party had no intention of drinking tea. He pressed his hands on his knees, and the mist rose and spread in front of his face.

"There is not much time, and I will get up later... and kill someone."

The prince said this murderous statement lightly.

He paused, looked at the man with his forehead covered with sable tail, and smiled and said, "If everything goes well after today, then what you said is not a problem. The promises we had agreed on before will be fulfilled."

Long Huang frowned.

The prince was in a hurry. He was going to get up and kill someone later... who did he kill?

From last night to now, all this has happened

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It was too ridiculous, and Long Huang's mind was a little suffocated. The young man in white robe sitting in the pavilion seemed to know what kind of chess game was being played in Tiandu at the moment.

She suddenly thought of something very important.

The teacher’s life card is not only for himself and his hard work, but also for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince… Such a big change occurred in the Lotus Pavilion last night.

The teacher's lotus withered... She couldn't see any sadness or sadness on the prince's body.

"No matter what the outcome."

The man's voice was quite slow, and he said:

"I will only take action once."

The sound fell.

The backyard mansion of Chunfeng Teahouse is quiet.

After hearing this, the prince smiled and shook his head, and said softly: "One is enough...but..."

He slowly pressed his hands on the coffee table and said seriously: "I want that key."

key.

The two words shocked the huge waves in Longhuang's heart.
To be continued...