Chapter 63: Holy Concubine Xiangyao VS Wang Shouzhe (please vote for me)
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Tianrui Holy Chao Divine Treasure Branch Hall.
The living room, which is specially used to entertain distinguished guests, is busy and busy at the moment.
Gorgeous glazed lamps bloomed with bright light, and young and beautiful maids filed in across the steps, holding tea sets for making tea, fruits, snacks, and placing things one by one on the waiting table.
On the eucalyptus table in the living room.
At the table, a young man dressed in white was sitting on a chair, eating snacks leisurely.
The maids came forward one by one and served him softly in the most humble and appropriate manner.
"Sir, please use your fairy tea with caution."
"Sir, these are the new cakes that Zuixianlou just released this month. Please use them with caution."
This young man in white is none other than Wang Shouzhe.
Wang Shouzhe is now an "old customer" of Shenbao Palace.
In the past few decades since he came to the Holy Realm, he has become the biggest brother in the [100-year] consumption list of the Tianrui Branch of the Divine Treasure Palace, the second [Luqiu Clan] on the list, and the third [Si Clan] on the list combined
They are far less expensive than Wang Shouzhe alone.
"Master Shouzhe is here."
After a while, Dongfang Zhenyuan, the master of the branch hall who received the news, also rushed over and greeted Wang Shouzhe enthusiastically.
The Shenbao Palace collects all kinds of rare treasures from all over the world, and its biggest purpose is to use money to make money and gather resources. Who doesn't like such an inhumane patron like Wang Shouzhe?
Dongfang Zhenyuan's attitude towards him was naturally as good as possible.
"Master of the Eastern Palace."
Wang Shouzhe returned the gift, and after a brief exchange of greetings with him, he got straight to the point and said, "How is the situation with the spiritual veins that you were entrusted to acquire?"
As a commercial organization with a long history and a huge system, Shenbao Palace has branches in each "road" of the Holy Dynasty and the surrounding immortal dynasties, and it is far more than just Tianrui Holy Dynasty. The breadth of information sources is far beyond the comparison of other forces.
, the ability to acquire all kinds of treasures is naturally unparalleled.
"Master Shouzhe." Dongfang Zhenyuan said with a smile, "The acquisition of spiritual veins is a long-term plan, how can we rush it overnight? Generally speaking, unless there are special circumstances such as family decline, aristocratic families will rarely sell spiritual veins. We have to
Come little by little, and take it as long as you have the chance."
Spiritual veins are the foundation of a family and would not be sold normally. Even if they are sold, the price is very expensive. In the Holy Realm, the sales-to-production ratio for third-grade or lower spiritual veins is often as high as a thousand to one.
In other words, the price of a spiritual vein that can produce one hundred acres of spiritual land is often a thousand times the annual profit of the one hundred acres of spiritual land.
This is very different from the concept on earth.
The main reason is that spiritual veins and spiritual fields can be passed down from generation to generation, and aristocratic families can survive for a long time. For those families that have been around for thousands or tens of thousands of years, they will start to make profits after a thousand years.
It's not unacceptable either.
As for third-grade spiritual veins and above, the higher the grade, the higher the sales-to-production ratio. The prices of sixth-grade and seventh-grade spiritual veins are frightening. Eighth-grade spiritual veins are extremely rare. Each one has a sky-high price and can be easily sold.
Just a dozen or even dozens of Chaos Spiritual Stones.
What Wang Shouzhe wants is a large amount of low-grade spiritual veins.
As he has continued to improve the low-grade spiritual rice over the years, the annual output and quality of low-grade spiritual rice have gradually increased, and the farming technology has also gradually improved. Today's production efficiency has far exceeded that of the Holy Land countries. Likewise.
Under such circumstances, it would take the Holy Domain a thousand years to recover, and the Shenwu World could recover after hundreds of years.
Hundreds of years sounds like a long time. Wang Shouzhe has only lived to be more than 400 years old, but if you look at it from a long-term perspective, it is only the blink of an eye.
"In this case, we will continue to trouble the palace master and make long-term acquisitions." Wang Shouzhe said with a smile, "Shouzhe came here this time to say goodbye to the palace master. In the future, family members will come to contact Shouzhe.
Responsible for the specific matters of this transaction."
"Young master is leaving?" Dongfang Zhenyuan was shocked, but then he felt relieved, "That's right. It's impossible for a young master with his status to travel, and he can't stay in one place for a long time. Don't worry, no matter who the contact is, our god
The palace will do its best to help."
After so many years, it is impossible for a shrewd businessman like Dongfang Zhenyuan not to guess that Wang Shouzhe must have a grain production base with great potential in his hands.
Although I don't know how Mr. Shouzhe obtained it, since he has such a grain production base, it is reasonable to acquire spiritual veins to expand production capacity.
The cultivation industry such as Lingmi and elixirs has always been about long-term planning and steady progress.
Wang Shouzhe politely thanked him again, and then took out a can of fairy tea as a parting gift: "It's not like I'll never come back once I leave. Over the years, I've got some foundation in Tianrui. Occasionally
I will still come back to see you, and Mu Xian will be stationed here instead of me."
Dongfang Zhenyuan accepted the gift familiarly and joked about Wang Shouzhe with a smile: "Isn't the young master going to take Fairy Jiang with her when she travels with her? Hey, are you afraid that the wife of the betrothal party will find trouble?"
Dongfang Zhenyuan knew that an aristocratic young man like Wang Shouzhe would not be able to escape the word "engagement". Especially an outstanding top young man like him would probably not "marry high and marry low". "Joining forces with powerful forces" is the way to go.
.
According to normal circumstances, with the status of Mr. Shouzhe, the future guarantee for the big house must be a saint-level lady with a noble family background, and a proper saint-level lady in the future.
"..."
Wang Shouzhe glanced at Dongfang Zhenyuan subtly.
It has to be said that although Dongfang Zhenyuan was talking nonsense, he somehow managed to get the reality right. If Jiang Muxian, the maid, was brought back to the Wang family, there would be daily battles between husband and wife.
Dongfang Zhenyuan took a look at Wang Shouzhe's expression and knew that he had "guessed a lot", and he couldn't help but have daydreams in his mind.
Young Master Shou Zhe is already quite impressive, but what kind of deity is the noble girl who is engaged to Young Master Shouzhe?
But this kind of thing is not something he can ask more about.
The teasing just now is the limit. He is just a "little" true immortal. He can just gossip about the ancient noble family in secret. If he asks deeply and really angers the other party, he will be in trouble.
Disaster is coming.
"By the way, I heard that there is a junior in the young master's family who was adopted as his successor by the Holy Master Yunpeng?" Dongfang Zhenyuan did not dare to continue the topic, so he had to change the subject.
"That bitch is lucky. He is a naughty nuisance even if he stays at home. It is better to let it out and cause catastrophe to Taichu Dao Palace." Wang Shouzhe smiled modestly, "However, it depends on whether we can get the Tianpeng Holy Diagram in the end.
He can do it on his own."
Dongfang Zhenyuan was speechless for a moment.
It turns out that the rumors are actually true. The bloodline in Mr. Shouzhe's family is so terrifying. Any junior who comes here has the appearance of a great Luo Saint.
He didn't believe it, just look at the junior's own abilities... How could a family like Mr. Shouzhe still lack immortal scriptures? Since they are willing to let the junior worship the Holy Lord as their teacher, they are going for the Holy Picture.
, how could they not help each other secretly?
It seems that the successor of the Tianpeng Holy Island lineage has basically been decided.
It has to be said that a noble stomach is a noble stomach after all, and this background is really scary. If it hadn't happened that Mr. Shouzhe went out to practice in a low-key manner, Dongfang Zhenyuan would never have had the opportunity to have a happy conversation with such a noble man.
Next, the two of them chatted some more gossip, and mentioned that Holy Master Yunpeng had returned to the Taoist Palace a few days ago, and he had brought with him a new direct disciple.
The departure of Holy Master Yunpeng is not a secret. It is rare for a high-ranking figure like this to live in a Taoist palace for a long time. He came to a remote countryside like Tianrui Holy Palace just to mediate the war. Logically speaking, it has been more than ten years.
It’s time to go back before now.
Nowadays, there are rumors outside that Holy Venerable Yunpeng was delayed for a few more years because he met his favorite disciple. After all, it is time to go back.
After chatting for a few cups of tea and finalizing some cooperation matters, Wang Shouzhe also left the Divine Treasure Hall and began to make preparations to return to the world of Divine Martial Arts.
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same time period.
at night.
Zuixian Tower.
Cuiweiju.
The night is hazy.
The hillside where Cuiwei lives is now shrouded in night, and the surrounding bamboo forest seems to be coated with a layer of silver under the moonlight, making it especially cold and quiet.
Probably because of the high altitude, the night here is extremely cool. The cool breeze blows by, the bamboo leaves rustle, and it feels indescribably lonely.
At this moment, all the isolation formations in Cuiwei Residence have been opened. Under the formation, all prying eyes are blocked out.
Cui Wei was staying inside, and Prince Wen Yu was sitting cross-legged at the banquet, drinking wine alone.
He was too frustrated during this time.
Although the food crisis has been resolved, it has not given the Tianxing Holy Dynasty the slightest chance. However, after these repeated attempts, the evaluation of Lu Qiu Junxi in the heart of the Holy Emperor Ancestor has dropped again and again.
What chilled him the most was that the Holy Emperor Patriarch did not reprimand or scold him afterwards.
What does this mean?
This means that the ancestor may have given up on him.
As the saying goes, "With deep love comes deep responsibility." If the ancestor of the Holy Emperor still had the idea of training himself to be his successor, he would definitely take this opportunity to teach him a lesson, reprimand him, and then give him some advice. This is also
The consistent style of the Holy Emperor Ancestor.
But now it was revealed quietly, which made him panic.
what to do?
What exactly should be done to make the Holy Emperor Patriarch change his mind?
For a moment, Prince Wen Yu was in a state of confusion.
Suddenly.
A wisp of white mist quietly passed through the bamboo forest and floated into the center of Cuiwei.
This white mist was as light as thin smoke, and suddenly passed over the table and chairs in the center of Cuiwei, and landed opposite Prince Wen Yu.
next moment.
The white mist dissipated, and an exotic woman with bright eyes and blond hair appeared in front of Prince Wen Yu.
Her face was covered with a thin veil, revealing only a pair of shining blue eyes. Her smooth blond hair was tied into a complicated high bun. Under the light, there seemed to be golden light flowing on her hair.
Generally speaking, the temperament of the whole body is holy and dignified, as if it has its own holy light.
But contrary to the holy aura of her body, her figure is charming and enchanting, and her slender waist is as flexible as a willow branch. There seem to be thousands of amorous feelings in her light steps, which makes people fascinated.
"You are here."
Seeing her, Prince Wen Yu hurriedly put away his wine, his expression became serious, and there seemed to be a flash of fear deep in his eyes.
The woman stepped forward, her eyes lightly scanning the wine bottles scattered on the ground, and then looking at the slumped-looking Prince Wen Yu: "Look at how hopeless you are."
Her steps were swaying, her arms were relaxed, and her every move seemed to reveal endless charm. However, her eyes with exotic colors revealed a sense of solemnity that made people dare not feel blasphemous.
As she moved lightly, a refreshing fragrance spread in the room, lingering on the tip of the nose, making people unable to help but feel charming.
This woman is the famous [Holy Concubine Xiangyao].
Obviously, her arrival did not exceed Prince Wen Yu's expectations at all, and it was as if she had made an appointment.
"What can I do?" Hearing the disgust in the words of Holy Concubine Xiangyao, Prince Wen Yu suddenly became excited and reluctantly defended, "Wang Shouzhe's move was too cruel, I feel that my ancestor has already tried to
Give up on me."
"Then what? You just gave up like that?" Holy Concubine Xiangyao said coldly.
"I..." Prince Wen Yu's words were stuck in his throat and he said hesitantly, "Please ask the Holy Concubine to teach me."
"Pfft~~"
Holy Concubine Xiangyao suddenly laughed. This smile was so charming that it seemed to turn all living beings upside down.
Her voice suddenly became softer, and her tone was thoughtful: "This Wang Shouzhe has excellent qualifications. He can also turn his hands into clouds and turn his hands into rain. He has extraordinary abilities. I am very interested in him. You, help me lead him out."
"
Prince Wen Yu's expression froze, and his eyes suddenly filled with deep reluctance and jealousy: "What does the Holy Consort mean...?"
"That's right. This person has deep roots of wisdom, and he should be one of my Buddha's subjects by birth." The blue eyes of Holy Concubine Xiangyao flickered, and a strange and sacred color appeared on her face, "First, seduce him with desire.
Later, he entered the Buddha's wisdom. I will help him enter the Buddha's realm."
Prince Wen Yu's breathing became rapid, and the hands hanging by his sides were clenched unconsciously. His tone was full of fear: "You must not forget that Wang Shouzhe's origin is extremely mysterious. You should be careful to play with fire and burn yourself."
"Junxi, don't forget that if you don't fight hard, you are destined to miss the position of Holy Emperor." Holy Concubine Xiangyao looked at him with pity and said, "A true immortal only lives less than 10,000 years.
Is this the result you want?"
"But as long as Wang Shouzhe enlightens to Buddha's wisdom, he will be in the same boat as you and me. With his help, he will naturally be able to make up for your irreparable losses."
There was nothing special about her voice, but every word and every word seemed to have magic power lingering in Prince Wen Yu's heart.
Prince Wenyu's breathing became more rapid, and his eyes gradually became sharp and firm: "Holy Concubine, what do you want me to do?"
"The old man's true self is old. In order to prolong his life, he has been in seclusion all year round. There is only one projection that can be activated at any time. It is easy for me to leave the palace without disturbing anyone." Holy Concubine Xiangyao's eyes were blank, "And
The Holy Lord Yunpeng has returned to Taichu Taoist Palace. As long as we move the Holy Lord who is hiding in the dark to protect him from the mountain, it will be easy for this goddess to cross over to Wang Shouzhe and enter the Buddha's body."
"The Holy Lord in the dark is extremely mysterious." Prince Wen Yu said with confusion in his eyes, "He has made it clear that he is Wang Shouzhe's Protector of the Way and will never leave his side easily. How can he make the tiger leave the mountain?"
"I heard that Wang Shouzhe is searching for spiritual veins everywhere, obviously to expand his food production base. I suspect that the food production base is in a large foreign space not far away." The voice of Holy Concubine Xiangyao
Calm and collected, "He attaches great importance to that foundation, mostly to accumulate personal strength in order to gain an advantage in future Daozi battles."
"In this case, you should give him the medium-sized seventh-grade spiritual vein that you have secretly kept in order to apologize. I hope he can help you restore the trust of your ancestors in you."
Seventh grade spiritual vein!
Prince Wen Yu's heart sank, and his expression suddenly became gloomy and uncertain.
The medium-sized seventh-grade spiritual vein he hid is not small in size and has extremely abundant spiritual energy. It is one of the big trump cards that he has accumulated with great difficulty. If it is sold at a price, it will definitely be worth eight or nine chaos spiritual stones.
Even the ancestor of the Holy Emperor didn't know that he had hidden such a spiritual vein.
"You are just too petty." Holy Concubine Xiangyao glanced at him coldly, "Compared with the position of Holy Emperor and the benefits of crossing King Shouzhe to become a Buddha, what is a mere medium-sized seventh-grade spiritual vein?"
"What's more, ordinary spiritual veins cannot attract the Holy Lord. Only spiritual veins of this level can be extracted by true immortals, but the speed is really too slow, and even after ten or eight years of grinding, they may not be able to get it right. Now.
Wang Shouzhe was in a hurry to leave. After obtaining this spiritual vein, he wanted to take it away as soon as possible, so he had no choice but to send his subordinate Holy Lord to extract it."
"As soon as the Holy Lord leaves, you invite Wang Shouzhe to come to Cuiwei Center to discuss the matter of resettlement. No matter how outstanding his bloodline is, he is only a monk in the supernatural power realm. A look from this goddess can make him kneel before my Prajna
Under the skirt."
"Gudu~"
Prince Wen Yu swallowed his saliva and nodded fiercely as if he had finally made up his mind: "Since the Holy Concubine is so confident, let's fight this time."
Holy Concubine Xiangyao smiled with satisfaction: "This looks like the Junxi I know."
"Now, I will let you experience the beauty of this goddess' [goddess' appearance]."
After saying that, her smile faded, and a bright red cinnabar mark suddenly lit up between her eyebrows.
At the same time, a gleaming precious light bloomed all over her body, and even her body seemed to become slightly transparent. Her whole person was like a goddess and Bodhisattva who descended from the Buddha Kingdom in the heavens, becoming solemn, solemn, and extremely holy.
, yet exudes endless charm.
The holy picture practiced by Holy Concubine Xiangyao is called [Goddess Nirvana Picture].
This is an extremely powerful Buddhist practice. After practicing the Nirvana Diagram of the Goddess, she can use herself as a medium to display the [Goddess Form] or [Nirvana Form]. The former has the effect of turning all living beings upside down and transforming demons into Buddhas.
.But the latter has the ability to cleanse all sentient beings, destroy and regenerate.
Underneath the radiant precious light.
Just for a moment.
Prince Wen Yu's heart began to sway, his eyes stared obsessively at Holy Concubine Xiangyao, and he unconsciously walked towards her.
"Buzz!"
Holy Concubine Xiangyao raised her hand lightly, and a lotus-shaped magic weapon flew out.
This lotus flower is glowing with gold, and its appearance is extremely delicate and mysterious. Each lotus leaf is a beautiful woman of different shapes, some are dignified, some are holy, some are charming, some are enchanting... They turn into graceful bodies that seem to be virtual but also real.
, stepping on various colored haloes, surrounded Prince Wen Yu and danced around him.
For a time, the sound of Buddha's voice echoed endlessly.
Prince Wen Yu's mind also seemed to be immersed in some indescribable state, his breathing became short and his face turned red.
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A few days later.
The waterfront platform of Guiyuan Villa.
Wang Shouzhe looked at Yao Xingshu who came to visit with a slightly complicated expression, with a half-smile but not a smile: "Brother Xingshu, you mean that His Highness Wen Yu gave me a medium-sized seventh-grade spiritual vein? How could Shouzhe dare to accept it?"
This great gift?"
"Ahem!"
Yao Xingshu cleared his throat in embarrassment and explained honestly: "I dare not deceive Young Master Shouzhe. Of course, His Highness's spiritual vein is not given away in vain. Because he offended the Young Master before, His Highness's current status is extremely dangerous. Your Highness is giving this to you."
The purpose of the spiritual pulse is to hope that after the young master obtains the spiritual pulse, he can reconcile with His Highness for the sake of its value, and find a way to help His Highness and conspire to become the crown prince."
"What you say is reasonable~" Wang Shouzhe raised his eyebrows, "This spiritual vein must be worth eight or nine Chaos Spirit Stones. It is enough to seek reconciliation, but to help him plan... Haha~
~Where do I get this skill?”
"What His Highness means is that the young master only needs to show kindness and intimacy to His Highness." Yao Xingshu said hurriedly, "Young Master Shouzhe, Xingshu also wants to ask for a favor from you in a private capacity. After receiving this education, Your Highness understands
You are so powerful, I will never embarrass you again. Even if the young master makes any request, His Highness will go all out. Why do we have to make the relationship so tense?"
"Forget it, for the sake of that spiritual vein, it's inappropriate for me to worry about the past." Wang Shouzhe said with a smile, "Where is the spiritual vein? How can I get it?"
"His Highness has informed Xingshu about the location of the spiritual vein." Yao Xingshu said seriously, "I received His Highness's warrant when I came here this time, and now I can take the young master to get it. However, it is a medium-sized seventh-grade spiritual vein.
, it’s not easy to extract, it’s best not to make too much noise... This spiritual vein is His Highness’s private collection, and it would be bad if it attracts His Majesty the Holy Emperor’s attention.”
The Tianrui Holy Dynasty has always had strict control over high-grade spiritual veins, especially the seventh-grade and eighth-grade spiritual veins, which are already strategic resources. Once discovered, they must be reported to the Holy Dynasty immediately and registered in a book as a
The basis for paying taxes in the future. After all, the seventh-grade spiritual fields issued by the seventh-grade spiritual veins are not a small amount as long as the taxes are paid according to the regulations.
If you really want to investigate the secret possession of seventh-grade spiritual veins, you will violate more than one law.
As for the prince's secret possession of seventh-grade spiritual veins, it is even easier for people to imagine. Once someone discovers it, Prince Wenyu will never be able to take advantage of it, and the Holy Emperor's impression of him will become even worse.
Therefore, Yao Xingshu's attitude was extremely cautious.
"Forget it, I will ask the elders under my command to accompany you. As long as the spiritual veins are in my hands, I will put aside the past grudges with His Highness Wen Yu and become 'brothers'." Wang Shouzhe said with a smile.
"That's great. In order to prevent long nights and long dreams, His Highness has prepared the fastest flying chariot in advance." Yao Xingshu said proactively, "I will drive it."
"His Royal Highness Wen Yu is very considerate." Wang Shouzhe's expression was still smiling, "In this case, I will trouble Xing Shu."
"No trouble, no trouble."
After some polite greetings, the flying chariot prepared in advance was brought over.
Yao Xingshu jumped onto the chariot and sat down in the driver's seat in front of the carriage.
Just as he sat firmly, there was a sudden spatial fluctuation in the carriage, and it was obvious that a powerful aura entered the carriage.
An old man's majestic voice also came from the carriage: "Let's go, take me to draw the seventh-grade spiritual pulse."
Yao Xingshu did not dare to delay and hurriedly drove the chariot across the sky.
A few days later.
Wang Shouzhe received another invitation from Prince Wen Yu, hoping that he could visit Cuiwei Ju and he would personally apologize to Prince Shouzhe.
Unfortunately.
Wang Shouzhe ignored the invitation at all.
It was more than ten days later.
Wang Shouzhe received the message from Cai Youdao, confirming that the medium-sized seventh-grade spiritual vein indeed existed and did not belong to any force. Prince Wen Yu did not seem to be playing tricks.
So and so.
Wang Shouzhe relaxed and decided to go to Prince Wenyu's appointment.
That night.
The misty Cuiwei is in the center.
Prince Wen Yu, who was fully prepared, was sitting anxiously on a chair, waiting for Wang Shouzhe to come to the banquet. He was in a very nervous mood. He drank one cup after another of tea, but he still could not suppress the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart.
In the next room, a group of exotic dancers wearing veils and colorful clothes were silently waiting to be summoned.
Holy Concubine Xiangyao is among them.
At this moment, she was dressed exactly the same as the dancers around her, and her temperament was perfectly restrained, leaving no trace at all. Only the sparkle in her blue eyes made her uncontrollably excited.
She never expected that her luck would be so good and that she would be able to cross over to a future Taozi in Dongxia Divine Continent.
This is Taoism~
As long as you can bring him under your skirt and use him for your own use, you can naturally mobilize the power and resources behind him, and the benefits are endless. With him, your future path will inevitably become completely different.
As for the plan failing?
How can this be?
A mere magical power realm was not taken seriously by her at all.
At this time.
Pei Chang'an, the commander of Wen Yu's bodyguard, suddenly rushed into Cuiweiju and shouted with an extremely ugly face: "Your Highness, something happened, something big happened!"
"Why are you in such a panic?" Prince Wen Yu scolded angrily, "Chang'an, shouldn't you be patrolling nearby?"
Pei Changan didn't seem to hear what he said. He hurriedly handed over a beautiful color-printed magazine and said with a panic look on his face: "Something happened."
On the cover of the color-printed magazine, a beautiful and charming photo took up the entire cover.
That photo was of his private meeting with Holy Concubine Xiangyao.
There was also a shocking title written in eye-catching colors next to it: "Bu Lun! The shocking scandal of the Luqiu family, the three hundred years of secret meeting between Prince Wenyu and the Holy Concubine!"
"This..." Prince Wen Yu was horrified, "This is slander! This picture is fake! It's fake!"
Yes, of course this picture is fake.
This photo was indeed taken by someone using several photos from different angles and spliced together using special technology. This technology is extremely clever and has never been seen in the Holy Land. It can almost look fake.
But, so what if it’s fake?
It doesn't matter whether the photo is fake or not, as long as the secret meeting and conspiracy are real.
This photo, like a rough hand, lifted up the secret that Prince Wen Yu was most afraid of being known, and laid it out in front of everyone.
Prince Wen Yu's face turned pale, his body was trembling, and his mind was almost blank. For a moment, he didn't know what he should do.
That's when.
Suddenly.
An angry shout came from the sky: "Everyone has it! Surround Cuiweiju, no one can escape!"
The angry shouts fell, and shocking auras rose into the sky, firmly sealing Cuiweiju from all directions.
"Holy Emperor's Forbidden Army!"
"Lan Wanghai, the commander of the Imperial Army!"
A scream of terror sounded in the center of Cuiwei.
And at the same time.
In another elegant residence in Zuixian Tower not far away, Wang Shouzhe, Saint Yunpeng, who had already "returned", and Wang Baoguang were watching this scene from a distance.
After taking a sip of the fairy tea he brought with him, Wang Shouzhe let out a long sigh: "It's true that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind never stops. I wanted to save some face for the Holy Emperor, but it's a pity, it's a pity~~His Royal Highness Wen Yu is obsessed with
It’s too deep.”
Hearing this, Wang Baoguang next to him glanced at his grandfather with a speechless expression.
Do you really think he doesn't know? Prince Wen Yu's actions have all clearly fallen into your calculations, and today's ending was already expected.
This is already the case, and you still insist on saving face for others. Who would believe it?
"The human heart, human nature." Wang Shouzhe sighed again.