Leng Wufeng frowned and stared at him.
Chu Li sneered blankly: "King An is so stupid that there is nothing to worry about. I will kill him? I would exchange my life for his. I'm not that stupid!"
"It's really not you who killed him." Leng Wufeng said calmly.
Chu Li sneered and said nothing.
Leng Wufeng suddenly regained his power.
Chu Li's whole body relaxed, and he suddenly felt like a spring of sweat, making his white robe wet in the blink of an eye.
Previously, he was forced to sweat by the force. Now when the force retreated, sweat rushed out, looking like he was fished out of the water.
Chu Li's eyes regained clarity and he frowned at Leng Wufeng.
Leng Wufeng folded his hands and looked at him with inquiring eyes: "It seems that you are very dissatisfied with me."
Chu Li snorted: "I don't dare!"
He knew that it was not advisable to pretend to be too submissive, because being submissive would only cause greater dissatisfaction, and being open-minded would be more authentic and credible.
"Haha..." Leng Wufeng shook his head and laughed: "Young and energetic, very much like when I was young, what a good time!... Forget it, now that Prince An is dead, Prince An's palace will not be so easy in the future. A man is a The backbone of the family.”
Chu Li said: "Prince An is dead, and I am like this. Now Prince An's Mansion has become a weakling in the eyes of others. I am afraid that other princes will take the opportunity to oppress me. I think the emperor will make the decision for Prince An's Mansion!"
"I will not get involved in these matters." Leng Wufeng said calmly: "I will warn them not to provoke Prince An's Mansion."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Chu Li clasped his fists.
Leng Wufeng said: "It's rare for you to be so loyal."
Chu Li shook his head and said nothing.
Leng Wufeng pondered: "Prince An's Mansion needs someone to support him now. I heard that Xiao Qi's martial arts is very powerful and he is known as the Sword Fairy in White."
Chu Li said: "Yes."
Leng Wufeng smiled: "With her help, you will be able to support the palace."
Chu Li clasped his fists: "Your Majesty should have some magic elixir such as the Heaven-Returning Pill, which can help me quickly recover my martial arts, right?"
"What, you want to resume martial arts?" Leng Wufeng frowned.
Chu Li smiled and said: "This kind of elixir is rare to others, but it is nothing to the emperor, right? King An could get it back then."
"You are really thick-skinned." Leng Wufeng was surprised.
He has never seen anyone seeking favors from him face to face, but Chu Li is quite courageous.
Chu Li said: "I am not doing it for myself, but for the palace. If I can restore my martial arts, I will surely be able to deter those who have evil intentions towards the palace."
"Well..." Leng Wufeng pondered.
After a moment, he slowly shook his head: "I don't have this kind of elixir."
Chu Li showed a look of disbelief.
Even Prince An could get it, and the Guangming Holy Sect also had a rejuvenation pill. As the majestic Emperor Da Ji, he didn't have such a magical elixir, and no one would believe it if he told it.
Leng Wufeng said: "But don't rush to recover your martial arts. Just take your time. There will be no accidents in Prince An's Mansion in the Divine Capital City!"
Chu Li frowned and looked at him, nodded and said: "In this case, I should resign as the centurion of the Secret Guard Mansion. I have no martial arts skills and really have no ability to work in the Secret Guard Mansion. Besides, the palace is busy and I don't have the energy. .”
"Yes." Leng Wufeng said lightly.
Chu Li clasped his fists: "Then I will resign!"
He was in the first rank, so he claimed to be a minister, but he had always resisted and did not want to be a minister.
Leng Wufeng waved his hand.
Chu Li exited the Chongwen Palace. A chamberlain stood outside, leading him out of the Forbidden Palace and outside the Zhumen of the Forbidden Palace.
The Forbidden Palace was brightly lit, but Chu Li felt deserted and cold.
He sighed. It was too cold up there. Being an emperor was not necessarily very comfortable. On the contrary, being alone had to bear great pressure.
Emperor Leng Wufeng's attitude is a bit strange. He seems to dislike himself. It may be an intuitive dislike. Even if he doesn't know that he is the enemy who killed his son, he still feels it.
Moreover, he is also hostile to Leng Wufeng, and Leng Wufeng should also feel it vaguely.
The two of them couldn't see eye to eye.
He waited outside the palace for a while, and Xiao Qi floated out, wearing a snow-white Luo shirt, with a face as white as jade, cold and cold.
Chu Li walked out side by side with her.
"Why did the emperor invite you to go?" Xiao Qi couldn't help but ask: "The queen did ask some questions about the imperial mausoleum. It seems that she has no suspicion."
Chu Li shook his head: "He was suspicious. He must have had some doubts, but luckily he got over it."
If he had not received the help of the Godly Demon Statue and had a strong spirit, he might not have been able to withstand Leng Wufeng's divine power. If his will weakened, he might have directly confessed everything. Thinking about it now, it was even more dangerous.
Xiao Qi said: "Can you really fool me?"
Chu Li nodded and said: "But I don't like him either. It can be said that I have lost the Holy Family. I can't expect to get any help from him in the future?"
"Prince An's Mansion?" Xiao Qi frowned and heard what Chu Li meant. Life in Prince An's Mansion was not easy.
Chu Li said: "It doesn't matter, it is the palace after all."
Xiao Qi nodded slightly.
When the two returned to Prince An's Mansion and arrived at Tianshu Courtyard, Xiao Shi was waiting anxiously and breathed a sigh of relief to see them return safely.
Early the next morning, Chu Li was practicing swordplay in his yard, practicing the Small Wuji Sword.
He plans to incorporate the Little Wuji Sword Technique into the Seven Styles of the Divine Sword. Now the Seven Styles of the Divine Sword are integrated into the Jueyun Sword Technique, as well as several other sword techniques, which are becoming more and more powerful. If they can be integrated into the Little Wuji Sword Technique, Will go to the next level.
Suddenly there were footsteps outside, and General Manager Chu, the general manager of the Foreign Palace, came in a hurry: "General Manager, there are two secret guards of the Secret Guard Palace outside asking to see you."
"Take them into the hall." Chu Li put down his sword and said.
"Yes." Manager Chu hurried away.
Chu Li shook his head. The people in the palace were in a state of confusion and acted out of proportion. The panic was palpable, and Manager Chu was not immune to this.
After all, Prince An is the king of Prince An's mansion. They don't feel it at ordinary times, even if he is not in the mansion, but now that he died suddenly, they feel like the sky has fallen.
Chu Li walked slowly to the hall and saw two young secret guards drinking tea in the hall with gloomy faces.
After Chu Li entered the hall, neither of them got up. Da Ma Jin Dao sat in the Grand Master's chair and stared at him coldly.
Chu Li could tell what they were thinking at a glance. The two of them were deliberately looking for trouble.
He took out a cup of tokens from his arms, threw it on the table, and said calmly: "Are you two here to collect this?"
The two looked at each other, a little helpless.
Centurion Chu was so shrewd that he didn't give them a chance to use the topic and just threw it out.
"That's right!" The two of them clasped their fists and said solemnly, "We are ordered to retrieve the Centurion's Token."
Chu Li lowered his head and said, "In that case, please invite me."
"General Manager Chu, from now on, you are not allowed to act as a centurion of the Secret Guard Mansion." A young secret guard said solemnly: "Otherwise, our Secret Guard Mansion will never let you go leniently!"
Chu Li smiled: "How can I not be lenient?"
"The light punishment can range from severe punishment to the severe punishment of killing without mercy!" The young secret guard said solemnly. (To be continued.)