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Chapter 1790 Hidden Murder

Facing several consecutive days of assassinations, everyone on the entire ship was in danger. All the guards gathered together, but the place became empty. ​​Mobile version:

Lu Yu didn't care at all, he just sat cross-legged and meditated.

He did not start practicing directly, but first summoned the Heavenly Emperor Armor.

When this armor was first bought at auction, it was stained with rust, like an abandoned antique.

At that time, he was being chased by Earth Immortal level assassins from the Assassination Hall, and he only survived by relying on the Heavenly Emperor Armor.

At this time, the Heavenly Emperor's armor had completely enveloped Lu Yu. It was as thin as a cicada's wing as a piece of inner armor, yet extremely hard.

This is also the biggest guarantee for Lu Yu to dare to directly take on this task.

"Is it because I swallowed the remnant soul of Emperor Taigan that this Emperor's armor automatically recognized me as its master?" Lu Yu sensed it slightly, and a golden armor immediately appeared around him.

This golden armor is also engraved with several golden dragon patterns, and the whole body exudes a noble aura.

Lu Yu tried to condense a sword energy at his fingertips and slashed at the armor.

puff!

The armor only made a soft sound of metal and stone hitting each other, but there was no movement at all.

This level of hardness made Lu Yu very satisfied.

"Next, it's time to hit the late stage of human immortality." Lu Yu took a few deep breaths of heaven and earth vitality, and soon calmed down and immersed himself in his own cultivation.

Although this small room was small, it was surprisingly quiet and gave Lu Yu a place to practice.

Time passes day by day.

the other side.

Because Guo Yingjie was stationed here, although he encountered several star thieves along the way, they were all defeated by Guo Yingjie's members of the Feathers God Sect.

In her heart, Pei Xiuxiu admired Guo Yingjie even more.

In the front hall.

"Brother Guo, this is the ginseng soup I cooked all night long. Thank you for your hard work these days." Pei Xiuxiu led a group of maids and placed a cup of ginseng soup next to Guo Yingjie with a smile on her face.

Guo Yingjie smiled lightly: "Thank you very much, sister Pei."

The two people's names are intimate during the day.

Even the attendants around them felt that the two men were a perfect match for their talents and looks.

We chatted for a long time.

Pei Xiuxiu's face was flushed, she lowered her head and said something again, then she ran back to the backyard cautiously.

When Pei Xiuxiu left, Guo Yingjie's face immediately turned cold.

As for the ginseng soup on the table, he threw it aside.

Several people walked out from the back of the hall, all of them monks from the Shenyu Sect brought by Guo Yingjie.

"Have you found the location of the treasure?" Guo Yingjie asked in a deep voice.

Several monks knelt down quickly, and one of them said: "Pei Tianguang is too cautious. No one knows where the treasure is except him."

"Old fox!" A cold light flashed in Guo Yingjie's eyes: "After all, he is the former young minister of Dali Temple. I'm afraid we can't hide what we do from him."

Everyone was shocked, and one of the monks showed a fierce look on his face: "Sect Master, do you want to take the opportunity to kill him?"

"Idiot!" Guo Yingjie said coldly: "Although Pei Tianguang has lost power, he is still a former court official after all, and he has Di Zhan, the Minister of War, helping him. If we take action, we will definitely be used as a scapegoat in the future!"

"We can only take it slowly. His daughter is his weakness. If I can capture his daughter, sooner or later this treasure will fall into our hands."

Another monk asked: "Sect Master, that centurion, do you need to guard against him?"

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