Dong Dong Dong~
There were no lights in the house, only the moonlight filtering through the windows.
Under such circumstances, the sudden knock on the door sounded like a ghost, interrupting Qianjie's thinking.
Under the disguise, Qianjie frowned, and it could be heard that the person knocking on the door was very confident and unhurried.
"Come in, the door is unlocked." The drunken man howled and tightened his clothes. It was very cold.
The person outside the door was not polite and opened the door directly.
The person who came was a middle-aged woman. She looked like she was a maid, or a maid with a high status.
"It seems you are not stupid, little thief." She stopped outside the door, her eyes wandering around the house that was comparable to a garbage dump, showing an expression of extreme disgust.
It can be seen that the sanitary conditions in the room are just as alarming as in Douluo World, and it does not mean that people in other worlds have different sanitary requirements.
——It’s sloppy and sloppy and there’s a peerless goddess talking about it, which is pure nonsense.
Then she showed a look of great admiration, because the whole room was already covered with bloody threads.
At first glance, it looked like he had encountered something sharp that would kill him or cause him to be maimed.
The person in the shadow did not respond, and the sound of breathing almost disappeared.
It is best not to answer anything at this time.
"You are all from the Duke's Palace, do you think you should look good on your own, or should I help you look good?" He raised his head again, and the cold blue light had shone into the shadows.
The light that belongs to martial souls and soul rings.
Yellow, purple, purple and black, a dagger with a cold air.
Qianjie doesn't know whether the Sixth Ring Soul Emperor is of the agility attack type or the control type.
"I'm just living in the Duke's Mansion, can you please let me go after a discussion?
"I pretend I've never been here, and Auntie, you pretend you've never seen me."
"Dai Yongfeng" walked out of the shadows, grinning, his white teeth reflecting the light of the martial spirit.
The great soul master fights the soul emperor. His surname is not Tang, and he does not have such a strong protagonist aura.
"No, I've killed a lot of people, including you.
"Your colleagues are all waiting for you in the underworld. If you go back like this, it won't be easy for you to report to the Duke, right?"
After finishing speaking, the second and fifth soul rings on the maid's body had already lit up.
Thick ice mist filled the small room, and the figure of the maid had disappeared.
Soon she came out again.
Because Qianjie had opened his clothes, there were two round things hanging there, glowing with blue light.
As the duchess's personal maid, she still knows things that she should know, such as the things hanging on Qianjie's body.
——Custom-installed soul bomb.
It's not clear what level it is, but it must be something special for someone who sneaked into the Duke's Mansion to hang on it.
"These are two level eight fixed soul bombs." But it didn't matter, Qianjie immediately answered.
He has always felt that the fixed soul bomb is the greatest invention of the Sun and Moon Empire. It can make all living beings equal. As long as an ordinary person gets it, he can also threaten a superior Soul Douluo.
Therefore, he has always been keen on collecting fixed soul bombs, and also likes to carry a few with him.
"Everything is negotiable, don't you want to leave?" The maid wisely put away her martial spirit and raised her hands.
She didn't know whether the eighth-level fixed soul bomb could blow up the Duke's Palace to the sky, but it would definitely blow her up, and she would never have time to run away.
"No, since we are already here, it would be too shameful to leave so easily." Qianjie grinned.
"I need a wound, but it would be bad if the fixed bomb explodes accidentally, so Auntie, you can do it yourself."
"Don't go too far. I'm not afraid of death, and the Duke's Palace doesn't mind a group of people dying." The maid's face instantly darkened.
Martial spirits are full of strange things. Who knows what consequences a wound will cause?
"Auntie, do you want to make a bet, do I dare to detonate it?" The light of soul power on Qianjie's finger began to slowly approach the fixed soul bomb, and the maid's eyes became more and more gloomy.
Qianjie kept laughing.
Boom!
The cold wind blew by, and the maid standing in front of the door trembled violently, like a frightened rabbit.
Only then did she suddenly realize that her body was covered in cold sweat.
"I can let you leave the Duke's Palace. No need to mention other conditions. After all, you are not determined to die, right?" After gathering her mind, the maid again turned her indifferent eyes to "Dai Yongfeng" who was laughing in the room.
A soul master who is a dead soldier brings two level eight fixed soul bombs just to enter the White Tiger Duke's Mansion to make a sound?
Putting aside whether the person in front of you is willing to die or not, if two level 8 fixed soul bombs are just for the purpose of making a sound, then the investment and reward are too disproportionate.
Death soldiers are not such a consumption method.
She herself has no determination to die. Not being afraid of death and wanting to die are not the same thing. Why seek death when she can live?
"Dai Yongfeng" didn't really want to die. He buttoned up his clothes again and sat back on the chair.
"Of course I have no determination to die, but aunt, do you want to look back? The explosion didn't come from us, where did it come from?"
He had two fixed soul bombs strapped to his body just to enter the Duke's Palace and shout "Allah Bahuk". He was not that bored yet.
The maid was stunned. Yes, the explosion couldn't be faked.
Then she looked back sharply.
"It's gone, it's gone!"
"There's an assassin!"
A small area of the Duke's Palace was ablaze with flames, and shouts could not be heard.
Qianjie put on his clothes again and accidentally dropped two bombs on the roadside, which made sense.
"No matter how kind you are, tell Auntie, I have a helper outside, and he has a lot of fixed soul bombs in his hand, even a level 9 bomb.
"I made an agreement with him. As long as the token I left with him disappears, it will not be a fire bomb. He will immediately detonate it outside the Star Luo Palace and the one I accidentally threw in the Duke's Palace. There are several level eight fixed soul bombs in the corner."
"It's just a few explosions, the Star Luo Empire can bear it!" The maid turned her head, her face full of frost and murderous intent.
"The Star Luo Empire is vast, rich in resources, and has many people. Of course it can withstand two explosions."
"Dai Yongfeng" narrowed his eyes like a poisonous snake.
"But, I wonder if the White Tiger Duke's Palace and the Star Luo Royal Family can withstand this explosion?"
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"Mom, what happened?" Outside the woodshed behind a servant area of the Duke's Palace, a blue-haired child who looked about the same age as Qianjie was listening curiously to the noisy sounds in the Duke's Palace.
"Mom doesn't know, go back to bed quickly."
The blond woman who was working hard to chop wood put down her axe, walked up to the child, and patted the child's head gently.
"Okay." The child turned around helplessly and walked back to the woodshed.
The blond woman watched the child tenderly until the child walked into the house and the lights went out.
"Go find out what happened." She frowned and seemed to be talking to herself.
"Yes." A timely response came from the darkness behind her.
