Chapter 143: This is looking for death

Ling Luoyu understood in an instant, a fascinating stream of charm faded in his eyes.
"My grandfather and second uncle... did it for me?"
"Yeah... the old man said, you are high-spirited, and you definitely won't agree. Now you are hurt again. If you know about this, you will definitely have trouble again, so I asked Grandpa Tao and I to transfer you to the old house to heal. Go to see the emperor with your second master! When the master left, he said... If they haven't returned tomorrow morning, it means something has happened... Let Grandpa Tao take us to Bianwei Mountain to find your grandfather..."
After Xiaoying finished speaking, she seemed to realize that she was in trouble.
"It's over, young master, I'm so worried, why have I said so...what should I do? If the old man knows, he will definitely kill me..."

The huge capital was like a dead place at this time, there was no sound.
The crown prince is in mourning, and the whole country mourns. Within three days, no buying or selling, no going out to make friends, no light and cooking, offenders, whiplash 30, repeat offenders, no mercy.
On the empty street, Ling Luoyu wore a white coat and walked by coldly like ice.
In the cracks of the two shops, people peeping from time to time flashed.
They all want to know who is so bold to go out while the prince is at death.
Isn't this looking for death!
"Boom boom boom..."
Three deafening cannons were heard, and there was a fine and dull drum sound from the direction of the imperial city.
At noon, the crown prince's coffin lifted out of the city into the underground palace.
The North Gate, the necessary way out of the city.
Amidst the kicking footsteps, the martial-arts imperial city guards came one after another to clear the road.
The leader is Xiao Yong.
He greeted the guards to guard each intersection closely, and there was loud noise, no matter what to kill.
Suddenly--
"team leader……"
Amidst panic shouts, a guard rushed from the road with an ugly face.
"Captain, someone is blocking the way..."
Xiao Yong's face was cold: "Block the way?"
Blocking the way at this time, isn't it waiting to die? !
"The sword in your hand is vegetarian? Didn't you tell you already? Rebellious roadblockers... all kill them!"
The guard squatted: "No... can't kill..."
"Why can't you kill?"
"Because... that was Young Master Ling..."
Xiao Yong: "..."
How could Ling Luoyu convulsively appear here at this time?
Does she want to die? !
On the cold street, a white dress lay across the road.
Xiao Yongce immediately said, "Ling Luoyu? What are you doing here?"
Ling Luoyu smiled bitterly: "Guess!"
"what?"
In Xiao Yong's stunned voice, Ling Luoyu suddenly violent, and the soul blade shot out, as if entering a land of no one, coldly shot out.

Imperial City, West Gate.
Amid the dull drums, the crown prince's coffin dangling out of the palace gate.
The civil and military officials waiting to stand on both sides long ago knelt to the ground crying.
The crown prince has no queen, and a hundred officials send spirits. This is the rule.
Feng Chenglin was about to kneel down, knowing that because of the heavy tonnage and the size of his body, his touched Jiang Mu's head behind him.
"What are you doing!" In a low voice, Jiang Mu hit his with a punch.
Fatty Feng let out a muffled snort, staggering near his feet.
He lowered his voice uncomfortably: "Jiang Mu, it's not intentional for this big or young man!"
It's just a touch, and it's not a special specimen, what's your haw!
He knelt down while muttering, his eyes swept around, for fear that his late kneeling might cause some people's ideas.
Suddenly...
He squatted and stood there in a stalemate, staring at the prince's coffin without blinking, instead of kneeling down, he slowly stood up.
"That...that is..."