"It seems I won."
The vicissitudes of life man smiled and reached out to pat his colleague on the shoulder.
The young man's expression was also a little unbelievable, as if he didn't expect Ge Xinyue to resolve the battle so neatly.
That's a half-demon!
The half-demon's physical strength can defeat Grandmaster Mingyou, and he is definitely one of the best fighting power in the Jitian Demon Kingdom.
Otherwise, he would not have led a team to stop Mu Hongxiu.
If you don't have the ability to fight against Grandmaster Mingyou, and come here to challenge a powerful Grandmaster, what else is that if you're not seeking death
But no one expected that the half-demon warrior could not even stop Mu Hongxiu before being shot to death by Ge Xinyue.
"Well, it seems that I have indeed underestimated Qinglian. Being able to become a titled killer in the land with the immortal realm, she does have some trump cards that even I don't know about."
The young man finally accepted the fact and said with a wry smile: "It's just that I didn't expect that Qinglian would cultivate the Sky-breaking Divine Will to such a profound level."
"So I said, young man, you are still a little too naive. Don't just do intelligence work every day, you should also care about the love and hatred of the various princes."
The vicissitudes of life man looked profound, but he said something that surprised his colleagues.
"Do you just rely on these rumors to judge Qinglian's strength?" The young man who has always been very strict about information feels that the concepts he has always adhered to have been challenged.
"Rumors among the people are sometimes more accurate than you think. Besides, rumors that can be spread among the people are not necessarily false."
The vicissitudes of life man laughed, then winked at the young man and said, "Then I can thank you for the good wine?"
The young man's expression was dull, and he didn't even notice when he left.
"Is it rumored?"
In the end, he looked firm and said to himself: "It seems that I have underestimated the abilities of senior Tianbu. To grasp information, you may not necessarily need to keep an eye on those big shots."
He nodded with self-assurance, and then felt a little sorry for the jar of good wine that he had collected for many years. He didn't even take a sip of it, and now he lost it to the bohemian senior because of a bet.
"Hey, for something like fine wine, the unfinished sip may be the best sip."
"Old man, wait for me!"
He yelled and hurriedly followed the vicissitudes of the man's footsteps and left.
However, the same combination as them is found throughout the streets and alleys of the Imperial Capital, working in teams of two, to control the intelligence and trends of the entire Imperial Capital without anyone noticing.
This group of people is the most elite spies in Tianbu.
Perhaps because of the fierce attack of the Jitian Demon Kingdom this time, the major capitals of Tianbu close to the imperial capital have mobilized a large part of their strength to fill their manpower, almost in full force, keeping track of the movements of those welcoming the messengers at all times.
There are many spies even near Gusou's residence, and it is also the area that receives the most attention.
An invisible undercurrent has quietly stirred up under the hidden peace of the imperial capital. All major families and several royal palaces have felt this inexplicable tense atmosphere.
It's just that they're all waiting.
Waiting for that person's statement.
As a person involved in this undercurrent, if she had not expressed her attitude, the curtain might not have been lifted.
However, no one expected that just as night fell, Mu Hongxiu, dressed in red like fire, arrived at the outer gate of the palace.
"Your Highness."
The chief steward of the house stretched his hands in the sleeves of his robe, and with a cautious and respectful movement, he lowered his head and stopped in front of her.
"Step aside."
Mu Hongxiu didn't look at him and her tone was extremely calm.
"Your Highness, go back. Don't embarrass this old slave." The chief steward sighed, with a hint of pleading in his eyes, "Just for the sake of my old slave, go back."
The cold wind passed through Mu Hongxiu's long hair and brushed the corners of her clothes, but it could not blow away the frost between her eyebrows.
She didn't look sideways and said word by word: "It is precisely because of my friendship back then that I gave you the opportunity to stand in front of me."
Having said this, she looked directly into the eyes of the chief steward and said, "Don't force me to kill you."
"Your Highness, have you ever thought about what kind of trouble it would bring to the Heaven-Devouring Holy Kingdom if you take action today?"
The Grand Manager's voice lowered a bit, "If Your Highness kills the old man, the war will begin, and the Heaven-Swallowing Holy Kingdom will fall into a precarious situation."
"You...really don't want to look back?"
The chief steward, who had served three emperors, sounded pitiful and begged again and again.
"Eunuch Liang, I would like to ask you a question."
Mu Hongxiu said softly: "Is this your intention, or...his intention?"
The chief steward lowered his head and sighed: "This old slave made his own decision, not His Majesty's will. You must not complain to Your Majesty."
"That's good, it seems that he is not old enough to even have the courage to fight." Mu Hongxiu nodded, and then said: "Get out of the way, Eunuch Liang, you can't stop the war if you stop me here. Turn on. Is it really worth using your own life to delay the war?"
"Your Highness!"
The chief steward suddenly raised his head, and his old voice was somewhat helpless: "Old slave, I can't live much longer, but you are different. You and Your Majesty are the future of the Holy Kingdom. I must not see you doing this just for the sake of your own whim. Put yourself in danger!”
"Even if I risk my life, I will let you stop here!"
The Grand Steward put down his hands, and all his majestic aura burst out. A purple aura that broke through the sky illuminated the outer door of the palace, awakening the entire imperial city.
This old man, who has kept a low profile for hundreds of years, shows his prowess for the first time today, fighting against King Yan as a master!
…
"It's that old guy Liang Yuan."
The old man opened his eyes and saw the arrogance that was like a sharp sword piercing the sky. He sneered and said: "What is this, a demonstration with the old man?"
But then, his expression changed slightly, "No!"
When he saw the red light that defeated the soaring flames, Gusou said with a solemn expression: "King Yan, it's King Yan who is here!"
Behind him, ten men in black robes quietly appeared, all looking up at the night sky.
Two bursts of power belonging to top experts lit up the entire sky, and countless people were awakened by the entangled auras of these two.
But soon, the red light became powerful, shredding all the purple flames, and then dragged a long tail flame and flew directly towards the palace.
Some of the auras hidden deep in the palace fluctuated, appearing a little frightened.
It was not because of this powerful man who suddenly entered the palace. They all recognized this as King Yan's aura. They were so frightened. It was because the owner of the purple flame was defeated so quickly, so quickly!
Liang Yuan, the chief steward of the internal affairs, is the same as the old prime minister and is an old man in the palace. In terms of strength, he is definitely not inferior to any of the top Mingyou Grandmasters in the court, and he has even reached the peak of Mingyou a hundred years ago.
Although he has not taken action for a hundred years, everyone in the palace knows that this old man who is always by His Majesty's side is probably the strongest person under His Majesty the Emperor alone.
Truly one person is inferior to ten thousand people!
But such a strong man couldn't even hold on for a single attack in King Yan's hands and was defeated. Although he might have taken it into consideration and not attack with all his strength, the speed of his defeat was still surprising at the same time. , shocked by the power of King Yan!
This woman in red who once held a spear and caused trouble in the imperial capital has now grown to this level.
The red light soon descended into the palace.
All the strong men who sensed her aura maintained a tacit understanding at this time, and no one stood up to stop her.
To stop a Grandmaster Mingyou whose fighting spirit has reached its peak at such a moment is simply to seek death.
Whoosh!
A ray of light broke through the sky. Lin Wangbei looked at the figure in red with a solemn expression. He hesitated again and again, but still did not say anything to stop it.
It was not because of fear, but because he saw the intention of the chief manager Liang Yuan.
The great master who was already at the peak of Mingyou used the momentum he had accumulated for a hundred years to lift Mu Hongxiu up.
In other words, he was willing to ruin his martial arts future, push Mu Hongxiu from behind, and use his defeat to build up an invincible momentum for Mu Hongxiu!
Mu Hongxiu, her hair flying, walked towards the ancient old man's residence step by step with empty hands.
Every time she took a step, cracks appeared on the solid ground, and wisps of red aura condensed on her body, making her look like a goddess stepping out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
When she took the nineteenth step, her strength was completely restrained and she walked in front of Gu So.