After retreating from the court!

Young Master Fusu returns to the mansion.

Finally, I met Chunyu Yue who had been away for many days.

"gentlemen!"

Fusu's face changed and a ripples appeared in his heart.

Now Chunyu Yue is back, and he doesn't know what he has entrusted, so he will convince the little sage wise Zhuang to support him. Is it done?

At this moment, Fusu walked up to him in a trepid mood and asked anxiously: "Sir, finally, I wonder if this trip is okay?"

"Please sit down!"

Chunyu Yue did not refuse, and the two sat on the ground.

Chunyu Yue bowed and said excitedly: "I finally live up to the entrusted son, and this mission is completed smoothly!"

When Fusu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said excitedly: "Thank you, sir!"

"This time, I must be supported by the little sage Zhuang, and the position of Prince of the Prince will definitely be successful!!!"

Chunyu Yue nodded slightly and slowly told the matter.

"This trip was made by the great wise Xunzi, who spoke up on behalf of the little sage Zhuang, who supported the young master."

Chunyu Yue said with a smile.

"oh?"

There was a hot light flashing in Fusu's eyes!

The great wise Xunzi is a great Confucian wise man!

The realm is even more like half a foot entering the realm of immortals on land!

With the full support of the great wise Xunzi, my confidence increased greatly.

While Prince Fusu was so excited, a deep thought appeared on Dr. Chunyu Yue's face.

"Young Master, you should know about the birth of the Soul-Devouring Prison, right?"

When Fusu heard this, his eyebrows frowned slightly and nodded, "Yes, the father has already told this in the court."

"And the father has ordered Teacher Meng Tian to guard Sanghai City, and at the same time deal with the birth of the Soul-Devouring Prison and the abnormal movements of various schools of thought!"

Chunyu Yue nodded and said, "Along the way, I have heard of this on the road, and I have also seen many people, as well as people from various schools of thought, going to the East China Sea."

"This matter is very involved!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ripple appeared in Young Master Fusu's heart, as if he was thinking.

If you have a little sage wise mansion, you will go to visit the little sage wise mansion if you are born in the Soul-Devouring Prison.

In other words, you can also express your kindness of respect for the wise and the inferior.

Secondly, you can also use the power of the little sage warrior to pacify the Soul-Devouring Prison!

No matter what the reason is, Sang Haicheng must go!

...

The Eighteenth Prince Hu Hai’s Mansion!

There was one more person in front of Zhao Gao.

The Great Qin was heavily armored, and a long sword of Xuanjian was carried to his waist.

The two pupils under the golden ghost face emitted a cold chill.

Luowang Tianzi killer!

Xuan Jian!

"Sir, the secret chess under Luowang has been activated."

"The farmer's letter will be sent to the East China Sea."

"Oh……"

When Zhao Gao heard this, he chuckled disdainfully, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"I didn't expect the farmer to get involved, it's interesting."

"Xuan Jian, from now on, you will help Jingyu and take this opportunity to take charge of the farmer."

"As for Sanghai City, I will arrange for the Six Sword Slave to go!"

"Here!"

Xuan Jian's figure disappeared.

The Eighth Prince’s Mansion.

After Ying Ziye came out of the palace, he sat next to the garden pond with Jianjiu, holding a bamboo pole in his hands, fishing.

The water in the pond is clear, and fish play in it.

The breeze gently caresses, and a pool of spring water is wrinkled.

The fragrance of flowers is everywhere and the grass is prosperous.

Really cultivate one's own character.

Screaming!

The sword energy was buzzing, and it was Xiaomeng who was practicing swordsmanship.

The white hair fluttered, the figure was gentle, the long skirt was swaying with the wind, and the fragrant wind blew towards Ying Ziye and Jian Jiu.

"I wonder when this little girl will be admitted to the house?"

Jian Jiu reached out to hold the wine gourd, gulped two sips of rice wine, and whispered softly in Ying Ziye's ear.

Ying Ziye looked helpless and couldn't hold back his laughter. Jian Jiu was always not serious.

He glanced at Master Xiaomeng. Although she was unhappy about what Jian Jiu said, she did not draw her sword at the same time as before.

Suddenly, a figure walked into the garden and came to the pond.

It is the bad handsome Yuan Tiangang.

"Um?"

Master Xiaomeng stopped the long sword in his hand and turned his eyes to Yuan Tiangang.

From him, she actually felt an extremely powerful aura, far beyond her, like the old man who swept the floor in Ying Ziye's mansion!

Another top expert!

Master Xiaomeng's heart was turbulent, but he did not move at all. He paused for a moment, waved his sword, and continued to practice sword art.

"Young Master!"

Yuan Tiangang said respectfully: "I have important things to report."

"oh?"

Ying Ziye responded lightly.

Yuan Tiangang glanced at Master Xiaomeng, silently speaking, with a little hesitant look, wondering if he should say it in front of outsiders.

"Tell me, there is no need to worry about it. Master Xiaomeng is now his own person."

Ying Ziye knew what Yuan Tiangang was worried about and said with a smile.

"Here!"

Yuan Tiangang said seriously: "The Yin and Yang family sent Xinghun to capture Jing Tianming and fight with Gai Nie. He should have known the secret of the young man containing the seven constellations of the Canglong."

"The two of them fought, and Xinghun could not defeat Gai Nie, but they did not fight hard. Instead, they were determined to target Jing Tianming and wanted to take him down. Gai Nie was worried that he could not take all his strength and the battle was in a daunting situation."

"Later, Xinghun retreated, and Gai Nie had already taken Jing Tianming to the small sage village in Sanghai City."

"In addition, there is another person who is the Taoist member Zong Xiaoyaozi. It was when Xinghun and Gai Nie fought against him that he helped Gai Nie, which made Xinghun retreat!"

The words fell.

After hearing this, Master Xiaomeng's eyes suddenly became brighter, and his heart was filled with a sense of war.

"It's interesting..."

A smile appeared on the corner of Ying Ziye's mouth.

The Renzong and the imperial traitors came together, and it seemed that there was no need for the Renzong to exist.

But at this moment, the fishing rod sank and immediately lifted up. A big black scale fish was hooked. The scales were dark and the light shone under the sunlight.

He handed it to Jianjiu, broke his stomach and cooked delicious fish soup.

Ying Ziye looked at Master Xiaomeng and asked with interest: "Does Master Xiaomeng intend to compete with Renzong Xiaoyaozi?"

Master Xiaomeng said lightly: "The time has not come yet, and I will wait for the day when Tianzong and Renzong are competing."

"I will fight with Ren Zong Xiaoyaozi!"

"All right!"

Ying Ziye smiled slightly, and didn't mind.

He grew up, stretched his waist, and ordered Yuan Tiangang: "The bad guy who passed on his life started to prepare. In three days, I will set off for Sanghai City."
Chapter completed!