As he spoke, everyone nodded and pondered.
"However, in addition to all the people on the surface, I still have a suspicion." The white-bearded old man paused for a while and then said calmly: "I suspect that this matter may also be done by the Nine Lords."
"Nine Lords?"
Everyone was stunned at the same time.
The prince's expression also changed instantly, and he hurriedly asked: "Why do you say this?"
There was a trace of hesitation on the face of the white-bearded old man, and he said: "This matter... I am just guessing, and there is no evidence at all. Therefore, it is just a tentative talk."
The prince's face slowly darkened, and his eyes flashed with complicated meanings.
After a while, the prince suddenly said in a low voice: "If the Nine Powers are really involved, then why are they involved in this matter? There must be a reason, and what kind of benefits can they obtain from this matter?!"
No one could explain the prince's question.
Because if you continue to think like this, the follow-up will be too terrifying!
The final extension of this statement does not mean that Jiuzun wants to deal with the prince!
"Let's put this theory aside for the time being. After all, at the current position, there is no evidence or sign to prove that Jiu Zun is really involved in this matter." The prince murmured, seeming to be explaining himself.
The white-bearded old man stroked his beard and smiled and said: "It's okay to hold it down for now. In the final analysis, this is just a feeling of the old man. The old man himself has no evidence. When it comes to suspicion and even related interests, Jiu Zun's suspicion is indeed the least."
But the more he said this, the more the prince's heart beat.
Did Jiu Zun really take action
Jiu Zun never seems to focus on interests when doing things. The so-called suspicion is the least meaningless!
…
Similar secret conversations were held almost every day in several princes' mansions.
There are endless speculations and tricks, but it is always difficult to reach a conclusion. After all, without substantial evidence, there is no truth!
But, I don’t know why, all discussions will end when they reach the level of Jiuzun.
There was silence.
A wisp of autumn wind lingered in the sky. Yun Yang searched all the corners of the ten targets, but still couldn't find any clues.
He was not discouraged, but became more serious.
It would be weird if he could find out the elaborate layout of the Four Seasons Building so easily.
To deal with the Four Seasons Tower, one must have greater patience.
And just when he ended his search for today and was going back to Yun Mansion.
Suddenly I felt something...
An unusually powerful aura seemed to appear behind him on his right, but it disappeared in a flash.
Yun Yang suddenly felt something unusual, and instinctively headed over there, the breeze blew away...
Autumn is high and cloudy.
Qiu Fengxi The government has finished its business today; the old man with white beard staggered out.
Han Wufei followed behind him: "I will send Mr. He back, and by the way, I would also like to thank Mr. He for speaking up and speaking generously for my brother tonight."
This old man He chuckled and said in an old-fashioned way: "Then I'll trouble Mr. Han... I am indeed a little tired. I was chatting with Mr. Han along the way, but the atmosphere in the conference hall was still a little heavy after all."
When the prince saw the two of them saying this, he gave up the idea of being escorted and said, "So, you two have a safe trip. Have a peaceful sleep tonight."
In fact, the prince was already very sleepy. He just wanted to maintain the demeanor of a courteous and virtuous corporal, so he tried his best to support him. Seeing everyone leaving, he subconsciously yawned and went back to rest.
He and Mr. He walked out of the Prince's Mansion and walked slowly along the street, silent all the way.
Under the starlight, the age spots on Mr. He's face were clearly visible. When walking, my legs seemed to be shaking.
The remaining years of the wind and candles can be seen at a glance.
After a long time, when they arrived at the door of He's hometown, Han Wufei finally said something in a low voice: "Mr. He, is it too early to bring up the topic of the Nine Lords?"
Mr. He's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "Han Wufei!"
These three words, one word at a time.
This old man suddenly showed an awe-inspiring aura. Although it was instantly gone, the majesty within it made Han Wufei sweat and tremble all over.
And it was this powerful momentum that suddenly subsided... that alarmed Yun Yang who was in the sky.
"Yes, it was my subordinate's recklessness, but... I have always believed that bringing this matter to the Crown Prince now... would do more harm than good... There is no evidence..." Han Wufei hurriedly explained, "One bad thing... only I’m afraid that it might scare someone off…”
The soft autumn wind blew slowly in the sky, leaving no trace of the wind.
The white-bearded old man said calmly: "Don't worry about this, I have it all..."
When he was halfway talking, Mr. He suddenly stopped talking. A huge aura like a volcanic eruption suddenly rose up in his body. He suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Come down!"
Two words.
Just like that, two thunders sounded in the clear sky.
He flipped his skinny palm and shot it toward the sky.
Countless sharp gusts of wind swept out, forming layers of sharp force like a dragnet in an instant, and suddenly flew towards the sky.
He Lao's attack was not only powerful but also had a wider attack range, covering a space of more than ten feet.
With a whine, it seemed that even the autumn wind in the sky was dispersed by this palm.
In the sky, an extremely deep and evil black hole appeared at the moment of its attack! It seems to be able to swallow everything in the world.
The ultimate eerie terror is permeating the black hole.
The autumn wind has died down sharply, but it still exists, lingering in the sky...
Waves of autumn coolness are refreshing.
Even if human power is tyrannical, how can it destroy the wind of nature? !
Mr. He stood in front of the door with an unprecedented solemn expression for a full quarter of an hour, his ears always paying attention to the movement in the air. After a long time, a suspicious look appeared in his eyes, and he snorted and said: "... Isn't it?"
At the same time that Mr. He took action, Han Wufei also quickly took three steps back. His whole body was like an arrow on the string, ready to shoot out at any time and snipe with all his strength.
At the same time that He Lao calmed down his momentum, Han Wufei came over again and said in a low voice: "He Lao... But what did you find?"
Mr. He frowned, his eyes still wandering in the sky, and said softly: "It's very strange... I just noticed that there seemed to be some unusual changes in the wind... There was also a subtle feeling of being peeped... I took action immediately for the best plan. Testing... However, after testing, no abnormality was found... "
Han Wufei's heart skipped a beat, his voice lowered by three points, and he said, "What does Mr. He mean... Feng Zun?"
The sound of these two words was even more inaudible.
To be able to spy closely and see the world without any traces around, it is really only Feng Zun's secret technique of wind movement!
Mr. He frowned and was silent for a long time, his face became increasingly gloomy, and he said: "If that Feng Zun is not dead... then I wasn't wrong just now..."
Han Wufei's expression changed.
"Never underestimate their power of transformation..." Mr. He said with a solemn face: "In the future, you must be more careful. When you speak or do something, you must think about it in your heart before moving. If you can't move, don't move! Understand! What?"
"Unless it's...the day when everything is truly foolproof..."
He Lao's eyes, which seemed to have become dim with old age, were now filled with a dark depth, just like the evil black hole that suddenly appeared before.
"yes."
"In the future, if you can't help but mention these words on any occasion, don't mention them again." Mr. He warned again.
"yes."
Mr. He still didn't come in. He still stood at the door with his hands behind his back, frowning in deep thought. His eyes looked up at the sky from time to time, as if he was still waiting for something...
After a long time, when even Han Wufei felt a little tired from standing, Mr. He finally said: "... It seems... I should... um, let's go back."
With a flick of his sleeves, he turned around and entered the mansion.
Han Wufei felt like he was being pardoned. He bowed his hands and bowed, turned around and walked away quickly. After walking a few feet, he spread out his body skills and quickly disappeared at the end of the road like a wisp of blue smoke.
The sound of the wind is still thin, and seems to be blowing in the air forever in such an endless way...
After a long while, that old body of He Lao appeared at the door again, raising his head and staring, motionless for a long time.
After a long time, until dawn broke in the east, a trace of fish white appeared in the sky, and the sky and the earth gradually began to get brighter. Then He Laocai finally turned around and slowly walked towards the mansion step by step.
In his mouth, he was still mumbling to himself, or in other words, he was talking to someone.
"Lord Feng Zun... If you are not dead, I will burn incense to thank heaven... Yutang is in danger, and all the countries in the mainland are watching with eager eyes... We really cannot leave out nine adults..."
The voice is pious.
It's like a dying old man praying sincerely to the sky and making his most desired wish...
…
The sky became slightly brighter.
Fang Mofei and Lao Mei are practicing hard in the house and concentrating on improving.
Suddenly, there was a popping sound, and a person fell down in mid-air.
Fang Mofei was shocked. He rushed forward like lightning and caught the fallen person in his hands. The person was wearing purple robes. It was Yun Yang but that person.
But at this moment, Yun Yang's face was like gold paper, his breathing was intermittent, and he almost looked like he might die at any time. Even the pupils are dilated...
After seeing Fang Mofei's face clearly, Yun Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out seven or eight mouthfuls of blood in succession...
Then, without even having time to say a word, he tilted his head and fainted.