"Ah, it turns out it was Master Xuanzang. He had an old injury just now and didn't see it. He was rude." Qing Fengzi pressed his sad face and bowed respectfully.

The person in front of me is a powerful person who rides a real dragon.

Golden Pill? No, the Nascent Soul Starts!

I also have an ambiguous relationship with the Great Elder and my inner demon. Well, it is indeed an inner demon, but I always feel that it is different from the inner demons I thought before.

The second elder Haotian's face has been green for the past few months, and he has never felt normal.

How dare Qingfengzi refuse to obey such a person? He could only respond honestly.

Qingfengzi's performance made General Wang's originally happy expression disappear completely, and you lost all your face in Longya Dao Sect!

General Wang and Zhao De were like unlucky kids who were mixed with doubles by their parents at home.

Suddenly a guest came to my house, and I was shocked that my life was all given by the guest.

As a result, the guest turned around and was about to leave. That was not counting. His parents forced him to leave the guest and wanted to perform a show of a bad boy who was defeated on the spot.

At this moment, General Wang felt that he was the spiritual incarnation of the unlucky naughty child.

The flesh-body incarnation is the ninth prince who is trampled under his feet.

"Yes." Tang Luo responded, and raised his right foot slightly on Zhao De's head.

Zhao De was about to shake his body and get up, but Tang Luo was trampled on his back and could not move.

"Well, General Wang, I believe the master will not be aimless. We just need to watch it." Qingfengzi said to General Wang with an ugly face.

General Wang glared at Qingfengzi, but in the end he didn't take action.

He really can't afford the rewards of cause and effect!

"Ninth Prince, why did you go to that small village today? The toilet owner was temporarily in the matter?" Tang Luo asked when he gave Zhao De room to open his mouth to speak.

"I want you to be so angry."

Zhao De's resentful voice turned into a cough, and blood gushed out of his mouth that had stopped bleeding.

"The ninth prince only needs to answer the questions I asked you." Tang Luo said, and his right foot, which was stepping on his back, moved slightly.

The power was controlled very accurately, which made Zhao De feel in pain, but he would not die.

Although it is not spiritual practice, it is an unbearable pain for Zhao De.

"No, it's my aide. He told me when he came back from hunting that there was a beautiful village girl there..." Zhao De said intermittently.

It’s not that I just surrendered, but that there is no need to suffer such pain for a small staff member.

"Where is he?" Tang Luo asked.

"In his own mansion, it's right..." Zhao De said the address.

Tang Luo looked at Qingfengzi.

Qingfengzi nodded, rose from the ground, soared into the sky, and had never passed as fast as today.

Qingfengzi, who did his best and did not dare to relax at all, was unprecedentedly efficient. He did not wait too long, and then he came back with his terrified aide Zhao De.

There was no need to ask anything. Seeing the scene in front of you, the staff poured everything out like beans.

The Ninth Prince exhaled a big mouthful of blood when he heard it.

Originally, he, as an aide, was secretly bribed by the brave and unscrupulous Lao Ba. It was him who designed to go to a small village and have a conflict with A Fei.

Finally, this is the thing that happened now.

The ninth prince didn't know at all that A Fei, the small general flag of the Secret Cloth, would have such a close relationship with the National Master's Mansion.

He didn't know A Fei at all.

"Look at him." Tang Luo said to Ah Fei and walked towards the nearby Eighth Prince's mansion.

The residences of the two princes are next door, very close.

The Imperial Guard involuntarily divided a road for Tang Luo and dared not stop him.

General Wang sighed, this matter was no longer something he could do, but fortunately, the news had already reached the palace.

If you wait a little longer, someone who can manage things and speak will come out.

Soon, an angry roar sounded from the Eighth Prince’s mansion: “I’m not! I don’t! Don’t talk nonsense!”

Then, two figures flew out and landed straight in the encirclement of the Imperial Guard, falling to a hazy way.

One of them is Zhao Hui, the eighth prince of Dayou. The other person seems to be one of the several aides who are following the eighth prince and is still a confidant.

"It's him! I've always contacted him!" The Ninth Prince's aide shouted.

He turned to the Eighth Prince through this staff member.

As for a spy, it must be a secret contact, and having one is enough to go online.

I have never really met the Eighth Prince.

"You turtle-slave framed me!" The eighth prince was furious and was about to take action.

Tang Luo, who happened to land, kicked him a dog and ate shit, looked at the staff member of the Eighth Prince: "Tell me, who is it?"

Before he finished speaking, the staff member suddenly burst into laughter and laughed for a moment. A large amount of black blood gushed out of his mouth, and he was already taking poison.

There is no doubt that compared to the ninth prince's exploited aide, this person is a dead soldier who knows something.

The poison he took was extremely violent. The staff member twitched twice, and his face was filled with a happy smile of conspiracy.

The field suddenly became quiet and things suddenly stopped?

"I'm not! I don't know he will take poison! I don't." The eighth prince was very panicked, mom! The blame was so big! The man almost burst into tears.

General Wang breathed a sigh of relief. This should be the best result.

"Since the mastermind behind the scenes is dead, can the master turn the ninth prince..." General Wang said.

Death of a few aides, some guards are nothing, as long as the prince does not die.

As for the broken arm, he could only leave it to fate and see what His Majesty thought.

"Die?" Tang Luo grabbed the body of the aide who committed suicide by taking poison and came to his hands. "Does I allow you to die?"

Consecrate and save people!

Everyone saw a "Buddha light" falling on the person, and his face, which was stiff and ashen because of taking poison, returned to normal in just a few breaths.

Then, the staff opened his eyes, his eyes full of confusion, not knowing whether he was seeing the world or hell.

A group of people were shocked.

Compared to killing people with a stingy hand, this method of easily resurrecting people is even more shocking.

And after shock, there is fear.

This is the real control of life and death in the hands of others. Even if you die, you can survive, and you cannot even die.

True survival cannot be achieved, and death cannot be achieved!

A chill gradually became satisfied.

Qingfengzi swallowed hard, realizing that the treatment he treated that night was as soft and warm as the spring breeze.

"Amitabha." After saving this aide, Tang Luo shouted the Buddha's name, "It seems that I am going to save you such a sinner."

Saving the soul!

Everyone doesn't understand how it is saved.

I saw Master Xuanzang pressing gently on the head of this staff member. The staff member was shocked and immediately knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, telling everything while crying.

His real master is naturally not the Eighth Prince, the brave but unscrupulous scapegoat.

This person is from the palace! He was arranged by the Eighth Prince a few years ago.

The person who contacted him and asked him to do this was a buying eunuch in the palace.

General Wang's face changed drastically, and Qingfengzi's face also changed, becoming solemn.

In the palace?

They could not deceive themselves so that the eunuchs were chasing politics and were engaged in conspiracies here.

The only master in the palace is the Emperor Zhao Yan on the dragon throne!

"Isn't it reasonable? Your Majesty should know the master's strength..." Qingfengzi couldn't help but speak.

Zhao Yan only knew one thing but not the other about Tang Luo's strength, and that "one" alone was enough to make Zhao Yan make the right choice and judgment.

Don't do such an unintelligent thing.

This is not just killing people with a knife, but dying with people with strong explosives.

The one who dies together is the son who can be suppressed by his own backhand.

It makes no sense.

Qingfengzi couldn't figure it out, and Zhao Yan had any reason to do this.
To be continued...