Xu Mochen held the table with one hand and stopped.
It is very possible that those detained in Dali Temple Prison are not the real members of the former Nanwei clan.
This is a trick to deceive him.
Thinking about it, he gritted his teeth: "Contact Zisu, I want her to accompany me and go to the prison again."
As soon as these words came out, Tang Derun also understood: "Your Majesty, you suspect that the people inside have been switched."
"The possibility exists," Xu Mochen said, the more he thought about it, the more rational it became. "These people should be useful, so they were removed long ago."
From the very beginning when they were charged with having an affair with a court official and intending to commit rebellion, the purpose was to get rid of this group of people.
Considering that it took about ten years to unify China and destroyed so many countries during that period, the clan members of many countries should have been dealt with in the same way.
The other party has been planning all this for a long time, right under his nose.
"It seems that I have really neglected my duty!" Xu Mochen's tone was filled with anger.
Tang Derun accepted the order and was about to go out to make arrangements when a little bird flew over.
He stretched out his hand, and the little bird was pulled over and landed firmly in his hand.
Tang Derun took off the note from the bird's leg, glanced at it with his consciousness, and his expression changed: "Your Majesty, Miss Zisu is seriously injured."
"What." Xu Mochen turned around and not long ago told Zisu to secretly check on the remaining members of the former Nanwei clan. He just went to prison yesterday and something happened here today.
The opponent's prediction was very accurate, and he seemed to have been prepared for it, and he was very quick to take advantage of the situation.
"An urgent report from the embroidered cloth envoy, something happened in the city," Tang Derun handed over the note, "The place is full of people, including all kinds of people, including immortal cultivators, so it is not clear yet whether it was investigated by His Majesty.
Things are related."
"Lead the way," Xu Mochen waved, "The timing is too coincidental. I don't believe it if you say it was unintentional."
The two acted quickly and arrived at their destination.
This is the southeastern area of the capital, and the people who live here are all people of three religions and nine streams.
When Xu Mochen arrived, he vaguely felt a few rays of divine consciousness sweeping over him.
"They should be subordinates of the court officials," Tang Derun whispered, "They also have to pay attention to the stability of the capital, so there are immortal cultivators infiltrating.
It is precisely because of this that, according to the report of the embroidered clothes envoy, the other party did not have time to kill her, and Miss Zisu was spared."
The accident occurred in a small alley, and entering the alley, there was a family.
This family's house looks very ordinary, and their status is not high.
"It is considered a place where the lower class people live," Tang Derun explained. "After the members of the former Southern Wei Kingdom's clan were convicted, some were arrested, and others lived here."
When Xu Mochen entered the alley, he saw traces of sword energy on the walls on both sides, and the remaining sword energy could still be vaguely felt on his skin.
"The person who took action was an immortal cultivator," Tang Derun walked in front, carefully looking at the sword marks and the blood sprinkled on the wall, "This person took action very quickly, it should not take more than three breaths."
Looking around, there were no bodies, only a few black shadows and ashes.
"Miss Zisu's subordinates are from the Netherworld," Tang Derun pointed to the ashes, "After they fell, they died naturally, and only this little thing remains."
"I remember you said," Xu Mochen said expressionlessly, "among immortal cultivators, you cannot kill casually, you will be punished."
Tang Derun smiled bitterly: "There is such a rule in Shifang World, but it is just a rule. The conflicts that should occur are still unavoidable.
Moreover, these people belong to the Yingyue Sect, and Your Majesty also knows that the Yingyue Sect supported the former Southern Wei Kingdom.
In the current situation where the cadres are unified, to put it bluntly, the sect is in decline."
Even if they are killed, the Mo League and other sects will not care if they want to redress their grievances.
Xu Mochen was silent. To put it bluntly, the relationship between immortal cultivators is actually no different from that of the imperial court or Jianghu sects.
It's just that they view life more lightly and kill whenever they want.
Xu Mochen and two others
Entering the house in the alley, there was an embroiderer standing inside. When they saw the two people, they all saluted.
"People are inside." A commander reported.
Xu Mochen went in and saw Zisu lying on the bed with her eyes closed and her face pale.
With a glance of his consciousness, he knew that her Qizang Palace was almost crushed to pieces, which could be said to be seriously injured.
There is no magic bullet to treat this injury. It will not heal if you rely on yourself or outsiders to help you heal.
Even if you take the elixir, it is impossible to wake up without a few months of recovery.
There is a thin hole on the wall of the house, which was left when the sword penetrated.
"The sword-controlling skills used," Xu Mochen saw, "but it doesn't seem like the sword-controlling skills in the fairy world."
"There is only a sword blade without a hilt. It is a thin sword with a pure hilt." Tang Derun stretched out his hand to touch the hole. "One hit is sure to hit. It is a special technique for assassination."
In other words, this immortal cultivator practices this kind of assassination magic.
"There were no weapons left at the scene," Xu Mochen walked to Zi Su, opened it and looked at it. Sure enough, the clothes on his chest were full of blood. "It hit the spot, the sword intent penetrated in, and injured Qizang Shenfu."
"It may also be an invisible sword condensed with spiritual energy," Tang Derun followed him, "or an ice-type ice blade that melts away after being struck."
Although the two were not present at the scene, their reasoning was similar.
"Can it be treated?" Xu Mochen asked.
"It's not the field that Wei Chen is good at," Tang Derun said with a bit of helplessness, "but Concubine Xian and she are both from the Netherworld, so maybe there is a way."
"Bring it back to the palace secretly," Xu Mochen ordered, "Where are the residents of this family?"
"Your Majesty," the commander of the Embroidered Clothes Envoy came forward, "They are all here."
As he said that, he gestured to another door.
Xu Mochen had a very bad premonition. He opened the door and was immediately greeted by a burst of blood.
This room is very large, with more than a dozen corpses lying neatly.
Each corpse was neatly cut into two halves along the forehead.
What a cruel method.
"Identity?" Xu Mochen turned his head.
"The wife of King Cheng of the former Nanwei Kingdom, their children, and several domestic servants," the commander investigated, "I checked the household registration and confirmed that it is correct."
Tang Derun understood: "Miss Zisu and her subordinates must have recognized it when they found this place.
I don’t want her whereabouts to be exposed long ago. When the other party sees this situation, they might as well kill them all."
Xu Mochen clenched his cheeks and pinched his thumbs: "Zisu is an immortal cultivator and should be very cautious in his actions. How could he be exposed so easily?"
This shows that there is only one possibility, the other party is staring at the palace all the time.
As soon as Zisu came out of the palace, others immediately followed her.
Everyone is waiting for his order.
"How much do you know about this matter?" Xu Mochen asked.
"Not many people know the news about the official's blockade," the commander replied, "I just said that a theft occurred." Z.br>
"The immortal cultivators shouldn't be able to hide it," Tang Derun shook his head, "but I guess they won't care too much."
The ones who died were just members of the subjugated clan, it was irrelevant.
"Keep it down," Xu Mochen was still worried, "in case someone takes advantage of this to cause trouble."
He had to think more about matters involving the former Yugoslavia.