Watching Su Ye leave, Mo Chen chuckled and said, "Are you tired of playing riddles, Brother Xiao?"
Xiao Chen said softly: "I'm not very used to talking like this, but sometimes, I don't have much choice. [A lot of good novels]-79-"
Just say it casually, if there is something in it, it will make you a little bit stupid. Not only will you misunderstand the other party's meaning, you may also slip into the other party's trap and take the blame as a scapegoat.
Xiao Chen was naturally not used to it, but as he said, it was unavoidable.
When you meet for the first time, you don't trust each other. Others may not believe you if you tell the truth, and they may convey the wrong meaning.
Or a casual remark can arouse the hostility of the other party.
For example, Xiao Chen accidentally sensed the terrifying sword intent contained in the opponent's body, and casually asked about the Excalibur family.
Although Su Ye's expression did not change, his tone was obviously much stiffer, and he even secretly warned Xiao Chen.
Fortunately, Xiao Chen made up for it in the end.
That sentence of asking the other party to pull him up after falling into the water showed that he had no hostility towards Su Ye, which made Su Ye's face look a little better.
But having said that, if Xiao Chen remembered correctly, Demon Sword Xi Mu seemed to have come from the Excalibur Su family.
The Excalibur family has a profound foundation and a sword god is in charge.
The Yanwu Dynasty was at its peak, and the establishment of the dynasty had a share of the Su family. As long as the dynasty did not fall, the Su family would never weaken.
This kind of wealthy family, looking at the entire world, may not be able to match the Tianmeng.
But within the Yanwu Dynasty, any super power must be feared.
Xiao Chen now somewhat understands why a brothel is the headquarters of Tianmeng in the Yanwu Dynasty, because its owner is Su Ye!
"Nangong Feng, you first go to the top ten chambers of commerce under you to find out. I want to know the true reality of these top ten chambers of commerce."
Asking the emperor to do these things has to be said to be a bit fussy, but it can also ensure that everything is foolproof and the news is true.
"OK."
Since Nangong Feng and others are here, they must listen to Xiao Chen's instructions and be mentally prepared.
"Wu'Meng' stays."
"Is there anything else you want me to do?"
Xiao Chen nodded: "If you are asked to follow Su Ye, you are almost certain that you can not be discovered."
Wu Meng thought thoughtfully and said: "About 30%. The sword intention contained in her body is very sensitive. I estimate that within a thousand meters of her, she will be able to sense it as long as she moves slightly. I think this With all the sword intent, I really don’t have the confidence to be near her, so I hide everything.”
"Here you go, let me borrow it for one night."
Xiao Chen took out the death mask and handed it to Wu Meng.
After hesitating for a moment, after Wu Meng took it on, his whole aura was restrained.
If Xiao Chen hadn't seen the other party with his naked eyes, he wouldn't have been able to sense the other party's existence at all. The secret technique of the death mask to isolate all breaths is also effective in the realm of the emperor. ( )
"Now we are almost certain."
"Ten percent."
"Okay, I'll trouble you then. The person she wants to meet tonight and what she wants to say are very important to me."
"Um."
After everything was arranged, Xiao Chen left the private room with Mo Chen and Bao'er and came to the residence arranged for him by Su Ye.
Not far away, behind Yanyu Building, is a small single-family courtyard.
Tonight, Yancheng, the imperial capital, is destined to be a little uneasy.
Prince Yun's son was killed in Yanyu Tower and beaten upside down. In half a day, the news spread throughout the imperial capital.
All the powerful forces in the platoon received the news, and soon learned that the young man was Tianmeng Xiao Chen.
Everything about him in the Virtual God Realm has been unearthed, and even the past of the Shenlong Empire has been sorted out one by one.
But it is known that he is the sixth-grade inspector of the Tianmeng in charge of the Yanwu Dynasty, but few forces know it.
Only some forces with extremely powerful backgrounds can obtain this key information.
This is a secret of the Tianmeng. Even within the Tianmeng, only a few senior officials know about it.
For a while, it was very difficult to know.
Among the hundreds of counties in Yanzhou, there is one named Yanyun County, which is the fiefdom of Prince Yun.
When Mr. Feng and his people rushed to the Prince's Mansion, the sky was dark and covered with black clouds, making him feel as heavy as his heart.
"What, Ling'er is dead?"
Prince Yun was shocked and a little unbelievable when he heard the news.
In the Yanwu Dynasty, no one would give some thin noodles to the royal children, even if Wang Ling didn't have the eyes to offend someone he couldn't afford to offend.
The other party shouldn't kill him either.
"Young Master... Young Master, he is really dead. He died in Yanyu Tower."
Mr. Feng could imagine Prince Yun's anger, but he still told the whole story about Yanyu Tower.
Bang!
Prince Yun was furious and filled with murderous aura. With one palm strike, the thick wooden table shattered into pieces.
From top to bottom of the huge Prince's Mansion, one could feel Prince Yun's anger and murderous intent, and trembled with it.
"Come here, pass my order and assemble the Shence Army. I want to bloodbath the Yanyu Tower!"
Prince Yun's eyes almost burst into flames. He still can't believe that Wang Ling is actually dead.
His most valued son had already made him the Prince of Rain, preparing to inherit his title of prince.
This son also gave him credit for becoming the first of the seven true disciples in the Divine Sword Pavilion, and he also became a disciple of Emperor Daoyan.
In less than fifty years, he will become a heaven-defying human king, and within a hundred years, he will become an emperor.
But just like this, the son he looked forward to and loved the most was actually killed in Yanyulou, and Yanyulou in turn wanted him to apologize.
It is unbearable!
"Prince, you can't help it. The Yanyu Tower cannot be moved."
Mr. Feng was startled and quickly tried to dissuade him, his face turning pale.
Why are father and son alike? They go crazy when they get angry.
Prince Yu, if he had listened to him earlier, he would have left immediately. Xiao Chen couldn't remember him, so how could he die tragically...
"Your Highness, you really can't do it. The Yanyu Tower cannot be moved."
The two lieutenants next to him spoke out to dissuade him at the same time.
Prince Yun had a sullen face and did not make a sound for a long time. After a while, he said: "Activate the emergency teleportation array. I want to see the Eighth Prince."
"yes."
Mr. Feng breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he didn't go to Yanyu Tower, everything would be fine.
The emergency teleportation array was originally a threat to the Eighth Prince's life. He could not activate it unless he summoned it.
But today, Prince Yun didn't care much.
In the teleportation array, light flashed.
Prince Yun and his entourage appeared in the imperial palace of the eighth prince of Yancheng, the imperial capital, in a majestic and murderous manner.
"Prince Yun, the Eighth Prince, you have been waiting for a long time. I will take you to see him."
There were people waiting outside the teleportation array of the Imperial Palace. They saw Prince Yun looking a little strange, but they were not surprised.
"Eighth Prince, what happened today..."
When Prince Yun saw the Eighth Prince, he immediately spoke and wanted the Eighth Prince to make the decision for him.
The eighth prince, Wang Feng, has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and he is very heroic, but he is young and mature, and his eyes are like deep pools, making it difficult for people to see through.
"Uncle, you don't need to say anything. I know about this. Before you came, the patriarch of the Ancestral Temple had already punished me. Prince Yu made rude remarks in the Yanyu Tower, provoked the emperor, and even killed someone. He died. What you did has brought shame to the royal family. Because of your relationship, I was also fined for seven days. As for your punishment, I have asked the elder to forgive you."
"What!"
Prince Yun was stunned on the spot by what the eighth prince said after he interrupted him. It was like five thunders struck the sky. This was not the result he wanted. Even if he couldn't move the Yanyu Tower, he still wanted to kill Xiao Chen.
The eighth prince said calmly: "The punishment of the elder is always fair. Your son spoke arrogantly in front of thousands of people and had the audacity to kill the emperor. This is irrefutable evidence. I can't undo it even if I want to. Children of the royal family, you must not Be arrogant, don't be arrogant, and don't kill at will. This is the ancestral teaching of the Taimiao clan. Your son has committed all of them, and there is nothing I can do about it."
The Yanwu Dynasty has always been prosperous, except for its great fortune in occupying the martial arts era.
There is also the Taimiao clan elder, who has always upheld the ancestral precepts and disciplined the royal children very strictly.
No matter what you do secretly, as long as there is no evidence, everything is easy to say.
But once you violate the ancestral precepts, no matter what, you will be punished even if you are a prince.
Prince Yun was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. His face was pale, his breathing was rapid, and he was kicking for air.
After a long while, he said with red eyes: "Okay, I admit all this. It is also my son's fault that the prince is punished. But I have been by your side for so many years, the eighth prince, and my most valued son died. He I grew up with you, but you didn’t express anything at all.”
Prince Yun's intention was very clear. The royal clan elders didn't care. It was okay to apologize openly, but it was okay to kill someone secretly.
Even if Xiao Chen is a third-line emperor, as long as the eighth prince is willing, there are ten thousand ways for him to die in the imperial city.
As long as it's not discovered, everything is fine.
Prince Yun knelt on the ground, knocked his forehead hard, and blood spilled out: "Eighth Prince, please avenge my son!"
The eighth prince Wang Feng closed his eyes and said: "If it were anyone else, even if he was the Fourth-line Emperor or the Fifth-line Emperor, I would avenge you at all costs. It's about my face, and I can't ignore it, but this person Uncle Huang, you can’t move.”
"What!"
Prince Yun, who was kneeling on the ground, looked up at the Eighth Prince and was dumbfounded. He couldn't do it either overtly or covertly. How could he keep holding on like this
The Eighth Prince said solemnly: "You can't move the Yanyu Tower, and you can't move either, Xiao Chen. Even if you have to move, maybe we'll think about it long term and wait until I get to the ceremony."
Prince Yun's face suddenly turned pale. The eighth prince's words meant that he didn't care.
Not only that, he was even told not to do anything.
Prince Yun held his breath, and after a long time he stood up and said: "I understand, I have disturbed the Eighth Prince, so I will step back. But I just want to hear a clear explanation, why!"
Prince Yun almost said the word "why" with blood.
He was dissatisfied. His son was dead, yet he couldn't move anything and still had to hold it in.
I originally thought about seeking justice from the Eighth Prince, but I ran into the wall.
"Because he has a sky above his head!"
The Eighth Prince said a little tiredly and waved: "Please step back, this matter is over. Once again, Yanyu Tower cannot be moved, and Xiao Chen cannot move."
When Prince Yun retreated, the old man next to the Eighth Prince said, "I'm afraid Prince Yun will be dissatisfied and something will happen."
The eighth prince said coldly: "Leave him alone. I don't think any prince in this imperial capital dares to offend the Tianmeng for him. It's such an unreasonable disaster. How could I have given birth to such a stupid son!"
Snapped!
The book in his hand was closed, but it was still on the ground after being hit hard by the Eighth Prince, showing how irritated he was. The wind blew and the lights on the table swayed.
Tonight, Yancheng, the imperial capital.
Obviously, like this flickering light, it will not become quiet easily.