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Chapter 421: Fan Meng committed suicide!

Fan Meng smiled and said, "My heart is actually dead long ago. The only obsession left in this world is to kill Li Shimin to avenge my dead relatives! Now, I am about to achieve this wish, so why should I kill you?"

"Besides, I am also a native of the Tang Dynasty, and your eighth prince is a genius prodigy in the Tang Dynasty and a hope of the Tang Dynasty! You are only six years old, how could I attack you?"

"What else?"

"Also? Also, you are my good friend! I, Fan Meng, have never made a good friend who trusts me like this. You can give me 600,000 gold directly to me for safekeeping! If you plant watermelons, you will bring me one from the palace to taste it!"

"To be honest, I have already eaten the watermelon you gave me by the Eighth Prince! It tastes very sweet and sweet. It is the best watermelon I have ever eaten in my life. I think I will never forget that sweet taste! Come on, the Eighth Prince, Li Shimin is dead, and the gods can't save him. I said! So, asking you to kill me is considered avenging my father! I hope you will live a good life in the future. Just don't hate me, just do it!"

At this time, Fan Meng seemed to be talking about her last words before her death.

But how could Li Chengfeng attack Fan Meng? And Li Shimin is not dead yet, he will not kill Fan Meng!

Li Chengfeng weighed the red dart in his hand, and suddenly smiled and said, "Miss Fan Meng, why don't you teach me the assassination technique? Actually, I want to be an assassin too! How did you throw the darts? Is that true?"

"Swish..."

Li Chengfeng learned from the assassin master in the TV series and threw out the darts in his hand in a good manner.

I saw that the red dart directly penetrated into the trees behind Li Chengfeng.

"Ding, surprise from Fan Meng, naughty value is 199!"

Li Chengfeng threw out the dart, but there was no trace of the dart on the big tree behind him, only a hole the size of a thumb was left?

In other words, all the darts that Li Chengfeng threw out were buried in the trunk?

How could Fan Meng not be surprised?

What force is this to throw a dart about ten centimeters into the big tree?

The eighth prince is only six years old? How did he do it?

Is it really as the world says? The Eighth Prince is a genius prodigy, both civil and military, and the reincarnation of a god. The Eighth Prince is a god sent by the Jade Emperor to save this panicked Tang Dynasty?

"Eighth Prince, where are the flying darts?"

Fan Meng ran to the big tree behind Li Chengfeng and said, "Eighth Prince, you will not throw that dart into the big branch, right?"

"Well, maybe, if you don't penetrate the big tree, you should be inside the branches of the big tree!"

Li Chengfeng said indifferently.

Fan Meng was extremely surprised and said, "Eighth Prince, do you know how powerful the dart you had just hit? I have practiced assassination for more than 20 years and can only reach the standard of three-pointers. But if you, the Eighth Prince, can you just go directly into the trees with a dart? This is really too strong!"

"Have you really not practiced assassination?"

"Yes, I really haven't practiced it, I'm just curious!"

"No wonder, no wonder, no wonder, Eighth Prince, you can use chopsticks to interrupt my dart, no wonder, Eighth Prince, you dare to appear in front of me with confidence. It turns out that you want to kill me, it turns out that it is just a matter of easy hand! I really underestimated the Eighth Prince's martial arts!"

Fan Meng sighed, and a dim look flashed through her eyes.

Li Chengfeng said, "Yes, but I don't have to kill you at all. And if I really want to kill you, I don't need to use darts at all! Miss Fan Meng, while my father is still alive, please tell me where his whereabouts are. I will take the troops to save her. You can fly away and I will let you go!"

"What? Eighth Prince, do you say, are you going to let me go?"

Fan Meng widened her eyes and looked at Li Chengfeng in disbelief.

"Yes, if you tell me now where my father has been brought to you? You can leave quickly after you say that! I will never send pursuers to chase you! From now on, we will settle down in the world and will never meet again!"

"Is that true? What's the point of living like this?"

Fan Meng lowered her eyes, and a trace of regret flashed in her eyes.

In fact, she knew from the very beginning that once she had the idea of ​​killing Li Shimin, it meant that she had no intention of living.

But what Fan Meng didn't expect was that after the Eighth Prince learned the details, he not only did not kill him, but planned to let him go?

I want to kill, but his father, is the emperor Li Shimin today?

Logically speaking, shouldn’t the Eighth Prince be very angry? Do you want to kill himself and avenge his father?

But he said he wanted to let himself go?

Haha, why does fate always make such jokes on yourself?

A bitterness flashed across Fan Meng's mouth.

But she knew that she regretted it now, and it was too late.

If nothing unexpected happens, Li Shimin has been sent to Juling Pavilion by his brother Lin Hai.

Then he was judged by the elders in Juling Pavilion and eventually killed Li Shimin.

So she has no regrets to take.

Today, Li Shimin will die.

As the real murderer of Li Shimin, I have no way to escape!

But in fact, Fan Meng is still kind inside.

She just wanted to kill Li Shimin and avenge her lost relatives. She didn't plan to kill people other than Li Shimin.

That's why she wouldn't attack Li Chengfeng. She never thought about killing Li Chengfeng.

"Haha, Eighth Prince, will you forgive me if I tell you where the emperor is now? No, Li Shimin will definitely die today. As the real murderer of killing him, even if you forgive me, this world will not forgive me, and everyone in this world will not forgive me!"

"Eighth Prince, sometimes when I look at your eyes, I find a deep light as bright as stars. The eyes that look like the sea of ​​stars make me often wonder that you are not a six-year-old child at all!"

"But maybe I'm over-thinking!"

"But the Eighth Prince, even if you give me a chance to admit my mistake again, I will not give myself a chance! Goodbye to the Eighth Prince, if you have the chance, let's see you again in the next life!"

Fan Meng smiled slightly, her smile seemed very sad and bitter.

Because she knew that once she killed Li Shimin, she would never have a way back!

Either escape or die?

But where can you escape?

Instead of living alone for the rest of your life, it is better to die openly!

After thinking about it, Fan Meng shook off a red dart from her sleeve again, and then stabbed her towards her chest with a speed of thunder.
Chapter completed!
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