Zhen'er's face was slightly startled, she calmed down her emotions and explained.
"Has Wuming come?"
Concubine Wan Gui glanced at Zhen'er casually, removed the cushions on the phoenix couch, and sat down.
"yes."
Zhen'er didn't know if she had been exposed, so she could only hum and answer yes.
"Where's the listener?"
"Captured?"
Concubine Wan Gui leaned on the bed, narrowed her phoenix eyes, and looked at Zhen'er.
"Yes."
Zhen'er nodded again, but her heart was shocked, and she roared in her heart: She didn't know! She didn't know that Wuming was Zhu Youji!
This news made her extremely excited.
Concubine Wan Gui has always shown that she has every plan and everything in mind, but this time, she is in the light, while Zhu Youji is in the dark. She knows Wuming, but she doesn't know about Zhu Youji.
Zhu Youji has a good chance of winning.
"Wu Ming let you go, maybe he wants to use you to control the situation in the court, right?"
"You agreed?"
Concubine Wan Gui narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at her substitute Zhen'er, and said slowly.
Hearing this, Zhen'er knelt down directly, lowered her head and said: "Master, he is too strong. He subdued the original poster with one move. I can't do anything about it."
"Did he place any restrictions on you?" Concubine Wan Gui asked again.
"No." Zhen'er shook her head truthfully. At this time, only by being honest can there be a future.
"Ha! Really?"
"Are you really confident?"
Concubine Wan Gui sat up, shook her white python-like jade legs, and asked casually: "Wu Ming, are you still here wearing a mask?"
"Well, yes." Zhen'er was shocked, but on the surface she didn't look into it further and just nodded respectfully.
Concubine Wan Gui didn't pay attention. She waved her hand and said, "You can leave. Go back to where you were and wait for my next instructions."
"Yes, Master." Zhen'er nodded respectfully, stood up, walked behind a screen, pressed the button, followed the secret passage, and disappeared into the palace.
Concubine Wan Gui was the only one left in the main hall.
"Come out." Concubine Wan Gui said calmly.
The next moment, a figure walked out of the darkness.
"Congratulations to Concubine Wan Gui for being promoted to Grand Master."
The person who came had a handsome face and a peerless temperament. He was dressed in white and held a folding fan in his hand. His white clothes were as white as snow and his demeanor was graceful. He looked like a handsome young man from the world.
Concubine Wan Gui looked at the visitor, snorted coldly, and said, "Isn't everything based on your calculations? Master Wuhen."
"Haha." Mr. Wuhen smiled softly, shook his head and said, "Chu Yang will die, which is beyond my expectation. This time I entered the capital because I was entrusted by others."
"It just so happened that I guessed that the imperial concubine was in trouble, so I went out of my way to tell her."
"You can not only calculate the time for me to become a master, but also calculate that I am in trouble, why can't you calculate this unknown identity?" Concubine Wan Guifei asked with a gleam in her eyes and her tone became colder.
Mr. Wuhen shook his head again, smiled bitterly, and said: "There is a mysterious power in Wuming that shields him from the secrets of heaven. His future and destiny cannot be calculated with my current Tianyan technique."
"However, if I can get the Bagua horoscope of Clay Bodhisattva, I can get Wuming's comments and deduce his identity and future."
"However, as early as more than ten years ago, the Clay Bodhisattva followed a certain master and went to the upper world. There was no chance!"
Mr. Wuhen's tone was a little regretful.
"You can't count Wuming, but you can count me. So you calculated Wuming's movements by calculating my fortune. Mr. Wuhen is worthy of being Mr. Wuhen. I admire him." Concubine Wan Gui said coldly.
"It can be considered a coincidence."
Master Wuhen naturally heard the displeasure in Concubine Wan Gui's tone, chuckled, and said: "At that time, when Chu Yang died, the sky changed drastically, Ziwei Star fell, Chu Yang's great luck was all dissipated, and most of it was
Nameless income, however, the remaining luck has already been torn apart and divided into nine parts."
"One of them belongs to you, imperial concubine, and the other belongs to Yan Song's son, Yan Shifan. Through this luck, he has perfected the ultimate demonic skill, one of the ten most protective magical skills of the demonic sect. He is indeed a destined person!"
"There is another one that has disappeared in this world. I speculate that it is either in the body of Sword Master Dugu Jian or in the remaining Aozheng of Sword Worship Villa. There is also one that has gone to the genius of Kunlun Demon Cult. It seems that his name is Ning Zhihu.
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"I haven't counted the rest yet, but I guess the White Lotus Sect must have a share. As for the Holy Sect, Shaolin Temple, and Wudang Sect, maybe there is, maybe not, who knows?"
Listening to Master Wuhen's explanation, Concubine Wan Gui frowned and murmured: "Luck?"
"You mean, my ability to break through the Grandmaster is also related to luck?"
"Of course it has something to do with it." Mr. Wuhen nodded slightly, "The theory of luck has been around since ancient times. Many people believe that the emperor always has the highest level of luck. This is natural. The king of a country controls all lives, and has everything to do with it.
Guo Tongsheng is naturally the person with the strongest luck. No matter how lucky Jianghu Caoman is, he cannot surpass the emperor."
"There is a saying that if your destiny is not strong enough, you will not be able to wear the dragon robe. This is the truth."
"People with great luck often turn bad luck into good luck, encounter unexpected events one after another, and are less likely to die."
"Haha, if luck is so useful as you said, how could this Chu Yang be killed by Wuming?" Concubine Wan Gui suddenly sneered and interrupted: "If luck is really invincible, how could the emperor be assassinated?
Death? Throughout the dynasties, emperors have been assassinated in an endless stream, and there are many successful people."
"Luck?"
"Nothing."
Mr. Wuhen also smiled lightly, his tone was calm, neither angry nor angry. He said slowly:
"Luck is certainly useful, but it is not invincible. It can help you gain good luck and help you be promoted to a master, but it cannot make you invincible. This Chu Yang has already reached the second level of the Cold Light Demon Art. Logically speaking,
, no one could kill him, but he still died, which shows that this was his fate."
"A genius who is dead is no longer a genius."
"Concubine, how do you plan to deal with Wuming?"
"He is not an ordinary person. He only debuted for a year or two and has already become such a master. He also killed Chu Yang and gained most of his luck. This person is also a person with great luck!"
Concubine Wan Gui's eyes flashed coldly, and she said with a smile: "How to deal with it?"
"Didn't he want to control the overall situation of the court through his shadow?"
"I will wait for him here, wait for him to come, and capture him when he relaxes his vigilance."
Master Wuhen heard Concubine Wan Gui's thoughts, shook his head and said: "Concubine Wan Gui, let me remind you that you have just entered the realm of a grandmaster, and Wuming's cultivation is unfathomable. You alone cannot deal with him."
"I have my own way. Cultivation is only one aspect. As long as I find a chance, the grandmaster will die."
Concubine Wan Gui did not explain too much, her tone was flat, but she was full of confidence in her highest level of wedding dress magic - transferring flowers and trees.
This magical skill is the highest secret skill of Yihua Palace.
As long as Wuming shows his flaws and is sucked into her, everything will be over.
As the saying goes, wealth can be found in danger!