Chapter 171: Lu Qiu's perfect suggestive classroom

The members of the Dark Dragon's Donkey did not find the road autumn hidden in the corner of the room.
Their attention is focused on the mourners who have died.
The old sheepskin scroll was picked up by one of them.
They spread out the sheepskin scroll and looked at what was written on it...
After reading it, they all looked at each other.
"The goal of the mourner is really the Emperor."
The dull sound is emitted by the veil.
"You must tell the emperor this news soon!"
This organization is actually trying to assassinate the emperor and overthrow the rule. It must not be delayed.
"Wait!" Just as the first dragon, all the predecessors of the Dark Dragons stopped their actions.
In the autumn, hiding in the dark, rubbing between the fingers, under the cuffs, a reddish mist that could not be found.
Lu Qiu's eyes, for the time being named by the road autumn as the vampire's eyes, have the ability to manipulate the human spirit with the pupil.
This does not mean that if you do not look at Lu Qiu, you will not be able to influence the spirit of other human beings.
The reddish mist contains a misdirected hallucinal component.
When they didn't notice it, their thinking has gradually begun to move closer to the direction that Lu Qiu hoped.
Lu Qiu’s lips twitched, and they heard a voice in their hearts.
This voice began to tell them the truth of this fact.
The first dragon felt that after the brain became a little sinking, he did not care too much. He had not rested one day and one night in order to clean up the turmoil caused by the divine agent.
Probably caused by exhaustion.
This subconscious thing, people easily overlook him.
The first dragonfly pointed to the body of the singer who was extremely violent.
"Things don't seem to be that simple. He used to be a deacon at the emperor's side. If he is close to the emperor, why would he choose to assassinate the emperor when he is at the top of the tower?"
"Maybe the leader of the mourner, after discovering that the potential of the prince may threaten them, she will be listed as a target."
"Assassinating the emperor in the eyes of the public?"
"Confidence." The first dragon's gaze fainted and passed through several friends around him: "I think the assassination techniques of you don't mention the peaks, but the central government is also one of the best. Although you don't want to admit it, the mourners own The assassination ability above us, they became overconfident and overwhelmed, so it led to the failure of the mission."
"According to the intelligence, the deacon was still following the emperor's side after the battle. He even attended the dance with the emperor and witnessed the battle between the two defeated. If the first purpose of approaching the emperor is to approach the imperial court. If that is absolutely a good time to assassinate, if it is me, I will choose to do it at that time, neither goal can escape."
One person slowly said his thoughts, and the doubts of this incident are indeed too many.
"This is the reason why I stopped you. It is enough to report to the Emperor of the Emperor that only one person is needed. Our mission is not over yet!" The first dragon gave the sheepskin scroll in his hand to one person: "You know the secret room. Whose room is the room?"
"If you remember correctly...should be, the room of the second member of the Fernate family, Staro Vernet... if that is the case."
This is the result that everyone has long guessed, but some people are not sure, this is unacceptable fact.
"Yes... Star Luo. Vernet, the woman who is only twelve years old, is very likely to be the leader of the world's first assassination organization "mourners"!

"This...maybe? She is so young!" The shortest time to enlisted, the least experienced Twelfth Dragonfly questioned the speculation of others.
"If I remember correctly, do you like her? On the 12th?"
"Just... like her song." Listening to the voice should be a younger boy.
Even the assassin lurking in the dark will always have the gentlest part of his heart.
"Forget the 12th most common singer, but don't confuse your judgment!"
"Understand..."
"In this way, why did the mourners not assassinate the royal girl after the party? The relationship between Xingluo Furnet and the emperor seems to be very good. It can be seen that it is not the disguise of the other party, so the leader of the mourner is only I have no choice but to continue to assassinate the emperor..."
"Because the feelings...have...maybe?"
"There is only this explanation." The first dragon said faintly, then looked at everyone present: "So tonight may be the last tribute to the mourner, the performance is not only the emperor, even the royal girl will participate As the leader of the mourner, it is definitely her last chance, fast! Now the emperor is very dangerous."
"Understand!"
The Dark Dragon has left several members to start processing and recording things in the room, and the rest have left.
Lu Qiu silently watched their every move, raised his hand, and looked strangely at the reddish mist that came from his hand.
"Strange, I only remember the idea of ​​changing humans in the subconscious, but I don't remember that this fog will affect the IQ of human beings."
Maybe it’s because Lu Qiu knows the truth.
However, the idea of ​​the Dark Dragons deviates from the direction of Lu Qiu’s hope.
In the shadow of the lacquer black, the figure of Lu Qiu became a bat, and even the speed of the dark dragons that stayed behind did not reflect the speed. Lu Qiu flew out of the underground chamber.
Lu Qiushu opened his wings and passed through the window through the moonlight, crossing the high and low floor... On the roof of a house, Lu Qiu once again became a human gesture, just like a cat Quietly fell into the ground.
This belongs to a very high building in the infected area. Lu Qiu stands at the top, welcoming the evening wind that is boasting, and watching the opera house, which is also prominent in the night.
Lu Qiu can imagine the scenery.
The performance of His Royal Highness the First Song of the World, no one wants to miss it.
"It’s about to start soon, His Royal Highness, your real show, right away... it’s about to begin.

The central government has been peaceful for hundreds of years. Tonight, this pleasant and suffocating scenery will eventually break.
Everything is in the hands of Lu Qiu.
But...
Under the light of the moonlight, Lu Qiu’s original expression suddenly changed.
A expression called Surprise, which emerged from Lu Qiu’s face.
who is it?
Lu Qiu flipped in the pocket of his shirt and took out an inconspicuous nail.
But this is the nail, but there are few things in the world that can make Lu Qiu feel fear!
It seals the ability of Lu Qiu to be a blood-sucking species, so that the road has only been able to survive for more than a decade, all because of this legendary crucifixion of Jesus!
Now it has become the weapon of Lu Qiu, and Lu Qiu has used it to kill many enemies...
Lu Qiu's fingers touched the top of the nail, and Lu Qiu's skin did not even touch the nail, and the finger became dust.
Lu Qiu’s entire arm began to dust up, starting from the fingers and gradually reaching the entire palm.
Seeing this scenery, Lu Qiu did not hesitate, pulled out a knife and cut off his wrist!
The blood spewed, which ended the trend of road autumn finger dust~EbookFREE.me~ Don't be fooled by the unpretentious appearance of nails! The power it contains is something that Lu Qiu can't understand. The ultimate attribute is probably...
‘The vampire must die’ attribute.
A bit like a werewolf.
This holy nail is fatal to the vampire's damage. If Lu Qiu does not inherit the dead river, then Lu Qiulian does not have the qualification to hold it!
The red-red light flashed across the wrist of Lu Qiu's break, and the wound of Lu Qiu was cured in an instant.
God knows who is forging this nail, maybe God, but the only thing that Lu Qiuqi knows is that if this nail falls into the hands of others, then he will have the ability to kill Lu Qiu!
The Dead River will not give Lu Qiu any help. Once this nail has penetrated the heart of Lu Qiu, then... it is the real death.
If this is the sacred nail that once crucified Jesus, then there can be only one.
Sure enough, the nails in Lu Qiu’s hands began to tremble, and the tip made a loud resonance.
Another one!
Lu Qiu scanned the entire central city.
Who is it?
In this city...
Holding another holy nail?
The feeling of restlessness is in the heart of the road.
But no matter what, the plan is still going on. (To be continued [This text is provided by the breaking update group @ch8296929].)