Prime Assassin: The Evil King's Wife

Even though Dong'er said that, Yun Tingruo insisted on asking Dong'er to rest instead of letting her serve him.

Green curtains, carved windows, Yun Tingruo was sleeping on the bed, tossing and turning, pondering over and over again.

How to give Yun Qingwan a hard time.

A certain egg beside her has already hugged her thigh, sleeping so hard that she doesn't know what year it is.

Yun Tingruo couldn't help but reached out and poked the egg.

In a doubt, this is really an egg.

Thinking of "The Legend of Nezha", Yin Shiniang was pregnant for three years, and Nezha popped out.

Wouldn't it be possible for a person to pop out of this egg?

Thinking of this, Yun Tingruo felt a chill and kicked the egg away.

There was no countermeasure for a while, Yun Tingruo turned over and opened the window of Lihua, so that the cool night wind could blow on her head.

Raise your eyes, and there are some fluorescent lights in the grass not far from the window sill. The light source is so beautiful and moving in the ups and downs...

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Yun Tingruo's mind.

By the way, why didn't she think of this.

Yun Tingruo's heart moved, so it was decided.

Time: Tomorrow night.

Location: Yun Qingwan's courtyard.

Event: House bombing.

Props: Thunderbolt Stone.

Skills: House bombing.

Coefficient: To be verified.

You must know that Yun Qingwan's yard is beautiful, and there are a lot of good spiritual herbs and pills in it.

She would be happy if she bombed her yard secretly.

After making up her mind, Yun Tingruo quickly fell asleep and slept in the cave for several days. This night, she slept very comfortably.

Early the next morning, Yun Tingruo found a lot of sulfur, charcoal, and bamboo tubes with his own hands.

As with modern travel missions, sometimes the explosives run out and she has to do it herself.

With her proficiency, Yun Tingruo developed a simple explosive called "thunderbolt stone".

Regardless of the size of the Thunderbolt Stone, the appearance is not very good.

But the power cannot be underestimated.

Just five of them are enough to flatten a ten-story building.

A certain egg is looking at it, what is this thing, why is it the same as it, but it is too small.

It twisted and twisted, taking advantage of Yun Tingruo's reluctance, it pushed a thunderbolt stone on its head.

Jumping up and down, playing with myself.

After Yun Tingruo finished tinkering with the last one, she realized that a certain egg was playing with her Thunderbolt Stone.

He couldn't help but have black lines on his face, and just called out a word: "Don't."

There was just a "boom", and a burst of smoke drifted past.

Suddenly, the whole room was filled with thick smoke.

As for a certain egg, the originally crystal body became pitch black, like a black egg.

Braving the billowing smoke, a certain egg swayed and "gululu" rolled under Yun Tingruo's feet.

Yun Tingruo was startled, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.But why is the power of this thunderbolt stone so small.

It just shattered some tables and chairs. Could it be that a certain program went wrong.

He didn't pay any attention to a certain egg that was fried.

A certain egg was very sad, very wronged, and arched her body sadly.

"Miss, miss, what happened."

Dong'er pushed the door open and came in, a puff of thick smoke hit her face, making her hold her nose involuntarily.

Looking at the thick smoke in the house, I was extremely worried.

"I'm fine~"

With a movement of Yun Tingruo's foot, he kicked a certain black egg out.

"Woohoo." A certain Heidan protested, moved his body, and stood up with a rolling body.

But he never thought that Dong'er was walking over.

He stepped on a certain egg again, causing it to make a terrible sound: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Dong'er was so frightened that she shrank, what was it?

I couldn't help but take a closer look, and there was a black egg-like thing rolling around on the ground.

Dong'er was so frightened that she let out a cry: "Ah".

The whole person presents a sluggish state of petrification and weathering...

After a while, he jumped to Yun Tingruo's side: "Little Miss, what is that?"

Yun Tingruo raised his forehead: "Egg."

"How can it make sounds, and what kind of breed it is." Dong'er showed a look of surprise, and even the tone of voice was extremely inconceivable.

"Egg."

"Is there such a big egg? Why doesn't this slave know, it really is."

"Egg."

"Miss, it shouldn't be some monster." Dong'er shook her head, she had never seen such a big egg, fat and round.

"Egg."

Dong'er: "----"

Anyway, anyway, this is an egg, an unprecedented egg.

Open the windows on all four sides, and the smoke in the room dissipated little by little with the breeze.

Fortunately, only a few tables and chairs were damaged, and the rest were nothing.

The location of their auditorium is relatively remote, and no one paid attention to such a sound at this time.

After all, there are alchemists in the mansion, and sometimes the elixir will explode if it is not heated enough.

This is often the case.

After cleaning the cabinet and lighting a lot of incense, it finally returned to its previous appearance.

But a certain culprit is under the sun, sprawling, even though it's just an egg.

"Miss, can it take a bath?"

Looking at a certain dark egg, Dong'er smiled.

"Okay, it's indestructible."

Yun Tingruo carefully observed the Thunderbolt Stone in his hand, thinking of the power just now, it was far from enough.

What went wrong.

"Miss, the servant will take it to take a bath."

"Hug~" Yun Tingruo couldn't help raising his eyebrows, the egg was round and big.

Dong'er's small body can't hold it.

Eyebrows chuckle: "Let it roll by itself."

"Not gentle at all." A certain egg muttered, twisting her body in extreme dissatisfaction.

"Bang." Yun Tingruo neatly threw a thunderbolt stone on a certain egg.

It was so scared that it rolled and slipped out.

"Hahahaha." Seeing this funny look, Yun Tingruo showed a sly smile.

This thunderbolt stone is a semi-finished product, and it will not explode at all.

But it is also enough to scare this disobedient egg.

"Miss, the servant girl has to go to work first." Dong'er twitched the corner of her mouth slightly.

Yun Tingruo waved his hands and continued to tinker with his Thunderbolt Stone.

The power of this thunderbolt stone is [-]% less powerful than expected, which is really difficult to handle.

She also wanted to blow up Yun Qingwan's yard at once.

Thinking of this, Yun Tingruo couldn't help rubbing the center of his brows, what else could be added.

Unable to think of any good additives, Yun Tingruo couldn't help walking around the room.

Sometimes I sit down, sometimes I walk back and forth.

"Miss, miss, this is the monthly report sent by Madam Xue just now."

Qu'er, who was pink and tender, walked in joyfully, holding a jade-white plate in her hand.

Yun Tingruo moved his eyes and landed on a pot of golden wine.

"what is this?"

With a movement of her slender hand, she took the jug in her hand.

"Miss, this is purple gold wine, it can be used to make alchemy, and if you drink it, it can strengthen your body."

liquor?Yun Tingruo's expression changed.

Alcohol is flammable and has a low ignition point.

She went in with no wine to try.

Thinking of this, Yun Tingruo calmly took the purple gold wine in his hand.

Qu'er is helping to calculate the total number of these monthly cases.

She also didn't notice Yun Tingruo's departure.

The clouds sounded like they left the room, and the lush flowers and plants in the courtyard were emitting a faint brilliance on the branches and leaves.

One after another, the sound of insects sounded rhythmically in the courtyard, quiet and distant...

Yun Tingruo stretched, holding the purple gold jug in his hand, and walked to the study.

In the study room, it was quiet, and Yun Tingruo did not relax.

Started to play with the improved version of Thunderbolt.

The amount of wine, how much, and the matching of sulfur must be in direct proportion.

There is no precise instrument in this ancient time, so I can only rely on Yun Tingruo's keenness and self-study.