Chapter seven hundred and thirty second worried Zhuo Mufeng
The voice of the Emperor of Eastern Zhou Dynasty was very soft, but in the ears of the Eighth Prince, it was like a thunderous thunder. It made his eardrums bulge and sting, his scalp became tight, and he almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.
He didn't think that the Emperor of Eastern Zhou Dynasty was just talking casually. The other party's tone and attitude clearly meant something. But how did the Emperor of Eastern Zhou Dynasty detect his intentions towards Wu Yuanyuan?
The Eighth Prince asked himself that he had not told anyone this secret, except... Cen Gang! The other party was responsible for drugging Zhuo Mufeng. Anyone who is not stupid can guess it.
Could it be that Cen Gang revealed that he was a traitor planted by the Emperor of Eastern Zhou Dynasty?
The Eighth Prince's mouth was dry and he swallowed. He carefully recalled in his mind the secret matters he had asked Cen Gang to handle in the past, for fear that any of them might arouse the displeasure and suspicion of the Emperor of Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
Living in perhaps the most luxurious study room in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, which smelled of musk and was as warm as spring, the Eighth Prince only felt chills in his muscles and bones. There was always a pair of sharp sword-like eyes above his head staring at him, making him
Feeling scared in my heart.
"Back off." After a long period of suffocating atmosphere, the voice of the Emperor of Eastern Zhou Dynasty finally came. There was neither joy nor sorrow in his tone, making it difficult to predict his thoughts.
"My dear, brother, please leave." The Eighth Prince felt a sense of exhaustion. He immediately saluted after hearing the words, and then took three steps back. Then he turned around respectfully and left. Although he was obviously weak, his feet were still too light to make any sound.
When he walked out of the majestic palace city, the invisible force that pressed on his body gradually dissipated. The Eighth Prince raised his hand and found that even his palms were covered in cold sweat.
"Your Majesty, you have finally come out." Cen Gang led the carriage and horses forward and greeted him respectfully.
The Eighth Prince followed the sound and stared at Cen Gang for a long time. Seeing that his eyes no longer had the unreserved trust that he had in the past, Cen Gang was greatly puzzled. While touching his face, he asked doubtfully: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, it's just that I feel a little unwell. Let's go back to the palace." Passing by Cen Gang, the Eighth Prince went to the carriage on his own.
Cen Gang frowned. According to his understanding of the prince, it didn't look like he was fine. Especially the look in his eyes just now was very strange. He couldn't think of a reason for a long time, so Cen Gang could only shake his head and ignore it for the time being. He said to himself, "Wait a minute."
The prince will ask if he is in a better mood, then he gets on the shaft of the carriage and turns around on his horse.
The Eighth Prince in the carriage was also pondering. After all, he was of noble birth, and his knowledge was beyond the reach of others. Since ancient times, people in the royal family have always been jealous of the emperor, especially because his identity is very sensitive.
In fact, looking at it from another perspective, it is a good thing to know that there is a traitor to the emperor. It at least proves that the emperor trusts him. In addition, it can also make oneself more vigilant and not do the wrong thing.
As long as you don't have evil thoughts or wishful thinking, and keep your duties well, you will always be the Eighth Prince of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and you can guarantee your power and wealth for the rest of your life!
Thinking like this, the Eighth Prince finally felt a little comfortable, and then he remembered the last words of the Emperor of Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and a burst of excitement and excitement surged in his heart.
The meaning of the emperor's words could not be clearer. As long as he was concealed, no matter what means or methods he used to get Wu Yuanyuan's hand, he would not interfere.
As a king, it is absolutely impossible for him to talk about this matter for no reason. There is only one explanation. The emperor's brother encouraged him to do so, but he couldn't say it directly. If you think about it more deeply, it can also be proved that the emperor's brother does not really value Zhuo Mufeng, but just
Due to some reasons, it’s just a show-off for the time being.
Thinking of this, the Eighth Prince's blood was boiling. He didn't dare to take action before because of the face of the Emperor of Eastern Zhou Dynasty. Now that even the opponent's biggest supporter is on his side, what else does he have to worry about?
If he couldn't deal with a woman from the world, he, the prince, might as well buy a rope and hang himself. The eighth prince couldn't help laughing, he couldn't wait to set off, and rushed to Gusu City according to the order.
At the same time, in the imperial study room.
The Emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty stood up, his tall body accentuating his aura. He walked around the desk and walked to the bookcase with a screen at the back. He stretched out his hand to hold one of the golden glazed jade bottles and twisted it slightly.
Silently, the wooden cabinet on the left moved sideways to the left, and a three-foot-wide square passage appeared. After the Emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty entered, the passage automatically closed again, without any clues from the outside.
The top wall of the passage is inlaid with a huge luminous pearl every few meters, illuminating the entire passage as bright as day.
After turning left and right, a person appeared at the end of the passage, a person who was nailed to death by an iron rope as thick as a child's arm that penetrated his body.
This person must have been locked up here for a long time. His hair is hanging down to his heels. The nails on both hands and feet are more than six inches long and curled. His limbs are very skinny, and the wounds where the iron ropes penetrated have already grown new flesh.
, mixed with large blackened blood stains, seemingly integrated with the iron rope.
On one side of the passage, a space for exit was dug out. Judging from the length of the iron rope, it was just enough for this person to enter. Due to the airtightness, the thick stench and the smell of blood from the prisoner hit his face. Fortunately, the Emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty
I often bring in musk to neutralize the smell, otherwise I would have to vomit on the spot.
"Uncle." The Emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty called out as he came closer.
The imprisoned person raised his head slightly, looking through his black and white hair, as if he was sighing: "I haven't seen you for half a month. It seems that it's time to replenish your sun and moon energy."
Emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty: "My nephew is not as talented as my uncle. It only took me more than twenty years for my uncle to master the art of solar and moon economics. He is actually an unparalleled genius in our royal family."
These words caused the detainee to sneer, with a deep sense of ridicule and regret in his tone: "So what if I'm a genius? I was defeated by the conspiracy of your father and son and became a tool for you to practice your martial arts."
Perhaps only Holy Land-level forces and a very small number of people in the royal family know that many years ago, there was an unprecedented martial arts genius in the Eastern Zhou royal family. He was less than forty years old and practiced the five-star level of solar and moon divination.
Reached the level of perfection.
What is even more astonishing is that this royal genius once traveled to the East China Sea, and unexpectedly, he was able to catch a glimpse of the unparalleled wonders of the world. He used some unknown means to upgrade the Sun and Moon Economy to a six-star level!
This man was extremely talented, but very simple-minded. In order to revitalize the royal family, he could not bear to lose his unique skills, so he obediently copied down the improved Sun and Moon Economic Law.
However, this matter is a top secret of the royal family, and only the Emperor of Eastern Zhou Dynasty, his father and the imprisoned person in front of him know about it.
Thinking that his sincere heart had ended up like this, Mu Zichen, the former third prince, couldn't help laughing loudly.
The Emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was also laughing: "Uncle, I have already mastered the sixth level of the Sun and Moon Dharma. I believe that within two years, I will be able to absorb all the essence from your bone marrow. By then, not only will my qualifications be greatly enhanced, but my skills will also be greatly enhanced."
It will also skyrocket.”
Mu Zichen trembled all over, and the iron chain made a clanging sound. He gritted his teeth and said: "Even if you suck all of me, you are destined to be unable to compete with my qualifications in the past, let alone become one of those people. As you
Go ahead and dream of unifying the world and becoming immortal!"
After the Sun and Moon Essence Dafa was upgraded to a six-star quality, it gained a terrifying ability. It can take the innate essence in the bone marrow of others as its own, so that its own qualifications will continue to rise.
If the people of the Twelve Holy Lands knew all this, even with the power of the Eastern Zhou royal family, they might not be able to survive for long.
Hearing Mu Zichen's words, the Emperor of Eastern Zhou Dynasty was not angry. Instead, he showed off in a rare way: "Uncle, the emperor may not know that recently, in our Eastern Zhou Dynasty, another genius has emerged who is unparalleled in history. This son is only twenty-one years old.
, I have already practiced five-star martial arts to perfection, and my qualifications are far superior to yours, uncle.
The only thing I have to do is to stimulate him, create strong enemies for him, and force him to use his talents to the limit and make continuous progress. When the time is almost up, I will capture him to keep him company with the emperor's uncle. Emperor's uncle, emperor's uncle
, you must live long enough, I want you to see with your own eyes the day when my Mu family conquers the world and dominates the world!"
Listening to the ambitious and impassioned words of the Emperor of Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Mu Zichen was stunned. As a martial arts fanatic, he couldn't believe the words of the Emperor of Eastern Zhou Dynasty. How could there be such a genius in the world?
He shook his head subconsciously and shouted: "Impossible, impossible, you are lying..."
The Emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty stopped talking nonsense to him, and stretched out his hand to hold down Mu Zichen's head. Under the operation of his skills, wisps of invisible breath were sucked out of Mu Zichen's body. Mu Zichen screamed in pain, but he was hit by a blow.
The breath was suppressed and he couldn't move at all.
On the other hand, the Emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty showed a rare sense of relief on his majestic and strong face, and even the fatigue between his brows seemed to have been smoothed away.
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The Sanjiang League is busy preparing for the wedding that will be held soon. The entire Wu Mansion, inside and out, has been covered in red, and bright red words "happy" can be seen everywhere.
Servants, servants, maids, etc. were walking around in a hurry, with wind blowing under their feet, purchasing various necessary things, or helping to decorate the house. Although they were busy, everyone had a smile on their face.
Now who doesn't know that my new uncle is famous all over the world and is the best among his peers. He is also appreciated by the Emperor of Eastern Zhou Dynasty. As long as he doesn't make mistakes in the future, he is destined to have a bright future.
As a member of the witch house, everyone is honored. Not only will it be more honorable to speak out, but the new uncle's strength will also benefit them in the future. Who can be unhappy?
If there is one person, there is probably only one person who is extremely depressed and anxious even when he is happy. He is the groom of this grand wedding, Zhuo Mufeng.
Zhuo Mufeng was shocked by the efficiency of the Sanjiang Alliance. He was still thinking about how to find excuses to delay the matter. Unexpectedly, he turned around and the news was already flying all over the sky.
Listening to the joyous and lively laughter coming from the yard outside the house, the servants were busy with their bows and there was no turning back.
In this case, even if he thinks of a perfect reason, he is bound to not go back on his word. Otherwise, the shame of the Sanjiang Alliance will be trivial. With Wu Yuanyuan's temper, she will probably seek death. No matter how scumbag Zhuo Daguan is, he will not harm himself.
Favorite woman.
But the consequences of this incident really made him physically and mentally exhausted. Two days ago, he took the time to go back to the Mozhu Gang, but he only saw Mr. Ye. When he asked about his junior sister's current situation, Mr. Ye only said that she was fine.
He stayed in the Mozhu Gang for two days and never even saw his junior sister. With his intelligence, he couldn't guess that the junior sister was deliberately avoiding him.
Even if the junior sister is like this, Zhuo Mufeng can't imagine how Su Zhilan and Sister Bai will react after learning the news.