As soon as the words "liquidate Yanzhou" came out, the Marquis laughed: "You are too vigilant, liquidate Yanzhou? What is he doing to liquidate? The current situation has become such a mess, everyone is in danger , no one dares to get into trouble at this time. Even Shenwei Division is in a mess, and if he wants to liquidate it, he must have the ability to liquidate it."
"With just the power of the state capital, are we going to fight against the Yanzhou family?"
The Marquis let out a disdainful laugh, with a cold light flashing in his eyes: "But this time, the failure of Zhu Xiao and Zhao Tianci did cause us a lot of trouble."
"Master Marquis, do you think...will those two people do it?" Zhang Juan seemed to have thought of something suddenly and indicated with his eyes.
However, the Marquis shook his head and said calmly: "Zhao Tianci doesn't know much. Although Zhu Xiao knows the inside story, he doesn't dare to tell."
"Furthermore, with Zhu Xiao's cunning, he will never fall into Mo Shenfeng's hands."
"He knows that once he falls into the hands of Mo Shenfeng, not only death, but life is likely to be worse than death. Even if he risks his life, he will escape and never return to the Holy Kingdom of Devouring Heaven."
The Marquis knew Zhu Xiao very well. He knew that Zhu Xiao was cunning by nature and had many tricks. Even if the assassination failed, he would never be captured alive.
As for Zhao Tianci
It was just an abandoned son. Zhu Xiao did not fall into Mo Shenzhou's hands, which meant that they were safe.
"But I still feel a little uneasy." Although he knew that what Mr. Hou said was true, Zhang Juan was still a little panicked in his heart.
As a master, you will have certain premonitions about certain major events that are about to happen. This uneasy feeling could never appear out of thin air, so Zhang Juan felt that tonight's banquet might not be a good one.
Moreover, Mo Shenfeng had already half-stepped into the level of a top grandmaster and was able to single-handedly suppress the powerful powers in Yanzhou. He did not rely on his skills as a peacemaker. If he didn't have the strength and confidence to conquer everything, with the complicated situation in Yanzhou, he would have been left out of the palace long ago.
So if tonight's banquet is really Mo Shenfeng's intention to liquidate Yanzhou, Zhang Juan seems to have seen the madman going on a killing spree.
The Marquis glanced at Zhang Juan and said with a smile: "Mo Shenfeng is very strong, but don't forget, this is Yanzhou."
Zhang Juan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
This is Yanzhou…
In addition to being the fiefdom of King Yan, it is also the world of various aristocratic families.
The powerful class of aristocratic families have been entrenched here for many years, and the power they control is beyond imagination. Not to mention that Mo Shenfeng had only half-stepped into the ranks of the top grandmasters. Even if he was really a top grandmaster, he had to behave honestly with his tail between his legs in front of the powerful class in Yanzhou.
If King Yan hadn't been deposed yet, with the support of a strong man who had embarked on the road to invincibility, the Yanzhou family might still give Mo Shenfeng a little favor. But now that King Yan has been deposed, who cares about Mo Shenfeng, a mere official of Yanzhou
"Okay, don't be so nervous. You will know what he is planning after tonight."
The Marquis also stood up at this time, and even reached out to pat Zhang Juan on the shoulder, regaining his kind smile: "And don't forget, those people are so powerful, not to mention Mo Shenfeng, even Mu Jing, If you offend them, there will only be death."
Zhang Juan's face twitched, and he nodded: "I understand, Lord Marquis."
Only then did the Marquis smile with satisfaction and walked out of the restaurant with his hands behind his back.
Zhang Juan was silent for a long time, then reached out and poured himself another glass of wine.
If you look carefully, you will find that his palms are trembling.
He's... scared.
It's not that I'm afraid of going to Mo Shenfeng's banquet tonight, but that I'm afraid of 'those people' that the Marquis mentioned.
Thinking of the power of those people, Zhang Juan steadied his hands and drank the wine in the glass without saying a word. Finally, he sighed, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually dissipated.
…
The long street of the main city of Yanzhou.
Song Bocheng, who was the first to leave the restaurant, walked at a leisurely pace and soon blended in with the crowd, hiding all his aura, just like an ordinary citizen.
His appearance was careless, and now he looked like he didn't have the magnanimity that a strong master should have, and instead looked like a rogue in the marketplace.
Behind him were several warriors who looked panicked.
Song Bocheng didn't even need to look back to know why these people were following him.
This is a warning on behalf of Yanzhou's powerful class.
As the thorn in the side of the Yanzhou family, Song Bocheng has always acted unconventionally, so seeing him come to the banquet today made the Yanzhou dignitaries who were worried during these days even more nervous, and always sent people to hang on. Behind him, monitoring his every move.
Those warriors knew that they were following a master, and no matter what method they used, they might not be able to hide it from Song Bocheng's eyes, so they simply let go of their hands and followed him openly.
Song Bocheng knew about their existence, but he seemed not to care. From time to time, he would stop by the stalls on the roadside and pick at the stalls. Every time he stopped, the warriors who were following him stood awkwardly. Although they were afraid of Song Bocheng's sudden attack, their eyes never left Song Bocheng's figure.
They knew very well that following the master Song Bocheng was very scary, but if they lost track of Song Bocheng, their own family would be the first to spare them.
But just after Song Bocheng took over a small gadget from the stall owner, his speed suddenly increased. Several warriors following him reacted immediately, but no matter how fast they reacted, how could they be faster than one A master
Then Song Bocheng's figure flickered and disappeared into the crowd like a ghost.
Several warriors were shocked and quickly chased after him, but they couldn't find him at all.
"Quick, report to the head of the family!"
A warrior who seemed to be the leader gave urgent instructions.
Several people took out their jade slips and reported to their respective family heads that they had lost Song Bocheng.
But Song Bocheng, who casually shook these people away, appeared in an alley, casually put the gadgets he just bought from the stall into his sleeves, whistled and turned the corner.
It's a dead end here.
However, Song Bocheng went straight forward until he reached the end, with his toes slightly on the ground. The wall in front of him suddenly burst into dazzling light, and the scene in the alley changed drastically.
It was actually a formation.
After passing through the formation, it was like stepping directly through the space, and the surrounding scenery turned into a wide lobby.
Song Bocheng didn't see anyone else, he found a chair and sat down, and then said as if talking to himself: "The goods have been received."
As his words fell, a laughing voice came from the inner hall: "Thank you."
A figure slowly walked out, and with it, there was a dark purple flying sword.
The flying sword tore through the void. Song Bocheng's spiritual thoughts didn't even have time to react, and he saw that the flying sword had already arrived in front of him.
If the flying sword entered another inch, his head would be pierced directly. Although he would not die on the spot, he would at least be seriously injured.
But Song Bocheng did not dodge. He smiled lightly and reached out to grab the purple flying sword. He looked at it carefully for a moment and praised: "It is indeed a divine crystal!"
"It's a pity that the Blue Sky Thunder Fire is not complete yet. Fortunately, you incorporated other precious materials to make up for this shortcoming."
Song Bocheng's eyes were full of joy. He kept stroking the blade of the Feijian and was very familiar with its advantages and disadvantages. Then he raised his head and said, "How did you change the Peach Blossom Sword to look like this?"
"Sorry, this is a personal matter."
While they were talking, a figure finally came out of the shadows, it was Lu Li.
Song Bocheng didn't mind, and said in surprise: "I have to say, your idea is really genius. It has transformed the forging method of the Peach Blossom Sword, and integrated it with the characteristics of the blue sky thunder and fire. This flying sword of yours... if it is kept warm for a period of time, You can kill the master with just one draw of your sword.”
Lu Li sat next to Song Bocheng and said calmly: "I can't wait that long."
As soon as these words came out, Song Bocheng's excitement faded slightly.
He sensed the killing intent in Lu Li's words and realized what was going to happen tonight. He couldn't help but frown and said, "It's too hasty."
"The border war has changed, and now we must stabilize the situation in the Holy Land as soon as possible."
Lu Li said calmly: "Solve the matter in Yanzhou, gather our strength, and then deal with the issues in Bazhou and Qingzhou. Perhaps we will prepare support soon."
Song Bocheng had completely calmed down at this time, and looked at the purple flying sword with some reluctance. Just as he was about to hand it back to Lu Li, the flying sword flew directly back to Lu Li's cuff, so fast that he couldn't even react. .