"Brother Ma Lao, this is the final result. Please check it out." Xing Huaiyao stood in front of the sickbed and looked at the man with sharp eyes lying on the bed.

"I can't afford to say my brother." The man on the bed said lightly, waved his hand and knocked the paper that Xing Huaiyao handed over to the ground. "I just need the murderer to pay my life."

"We can't find the murderer," Xing Huaiyao said. "And the person who is most suspicious, we have no right to hold accountable."

"Is Os Jiaoyue?" Xingmalao said coldly.

Xing Huaiyao nodded: "Yes."

"You can kill my son without paying the price when you walk?" Xingmalao asked coldly.

"We can kill the sons of almost everyone in this world without paying the price, which means that someone can kill our sons and be safe and sound." Xing Huaiyao replied.

"That's why you can be the governor of Anbu." Xingmalao mocked.

"That's why I can be the governor of Anbe." Xing Huaiyao nodded and admitted.

Xingmalao pointed under his body: "Okay, pick it up and let me see."

Xing Huaiyao raised his finger, and the paper that fell to the ground floated up and stayed in front of Xingmalao, and was grabbed by the other party.

"Cancel Xuan Yi's Thousand Star Test Quota?"

Xing Huaiyao nodded: "Even if he only has the suspicion of killing Xing Hedu, the suspicion is enough to give him enough punishment."

Xingmalao refused to comment and continued to watch.

"Abandon your cultivation and freeze your identity as a secret division commissioner, and you will only be allowed to take on the mission after three years?"

Xing Huaiyao nodded: "The death penalty can be avoided, but the life penalty cannot be escaped. This son was infected with a strange poison and had been relying on the medical methods of the Anbu. Once his identity is frozen, he would die of poison within a month."

Xingmalao nodded. The following were some auxiliary restrictions, including Xuan Yi's inability to leave the country within the next three years, and going to the Ancient Building to report the situation every week.

Xing Huaiyao's punishment made him very satisfied. Except for Xuan Yi not dead, the rest of the supplements were written on this piece of paper.

He swept the last line of words and put down the paper: "If the one who died was not my son, what would that boy end up?"

Xinghuaiyao said lightly: "He will become the hero of Anbu and the first person to participate in the Thousand Star Examination as a Untouchable Commissioner."

Xingmalao curled his lips and smiled: "Then I'm really sorry."

Xing Huaiyao shook his head: "There is nothing to be sorry for. He just committed the crime of surviving without authorization."

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In the ancient palace deep in the Star City, there is a land where the most prestigious nobles are qualified to step into.

The history of these magnificent palaces can even be traced back tens of thousands of years, but in the past century, they have become less and less passive.

Ye Ya stood alone on the edge of the palace, looking at the crowd singing and dancing in the music, and always felt that she did not belong to them.

This is a grand dance party to welcome her. Although the arrival date of the Ninth Princess is top secret, as long as someone knows it, more people will know it.

There are countless people in this world who have witnessed the Ninth Princess of the World with their own eyes, but only a few of them can do it. So before the dance was held, those who were able to set foot here had already received invitations through various means.

It’s not that no one invited Ye Ya to dance down the dance floor, nor is it that Ye Ya is not good at court social dance. If it were normal, she wouldn’t mind dancing with others, but now, she just feels very tired.

This fatigue comes from the starry night journey on the Ice and Snow Knight for two days, but more of it is confusion about herself.

She became more and more convinced that she didn't want to be the ninth princess, but why did her aunt have to choose her to inherit her position?

My aunt is one of the strongest ninth princesses in nearly a thousand years. She also inherits the Taoist traditions of the hero and the ninth princess, so her lifespan is much longer than that of the other ninth princes. She is not in a hurry to choose her own successor. It is true that she is the youngest daughter of the contemporary Lanye Emperor, but my aunt can definitely wait until the birth of the next Lanye Emperor's young daughter, which is the normal order of handover.

While thinking this, someone came to her again and bent down to her and begged for a dance.

Ye Ya subconsciously wanted to wave her hand to refuse. Although she shouldn't refuse from the etiquette, after all, she doesn't have her own dance partner yet, but she is the Ninth Princess, and in fact she has unlimited privileges.

But as soon as Ye Ya raised her hand, she found that the other party was not the common silver-haired nobleman here, but a girl with brilliant blonde hair.

Why does a girl come to dance to herself?

Ye Ya's hesitation was already holding her white gloves' tenderness.

The girl was very heroic. Not only was her hair golden, but her eyes were bright and golden, which made Ye Ya suddenly realize that she might belong to the imperial clan of the Republic of St.

The other party's body exuded a pleasant herbal fragrance, which made Ye Ya subconsciously not want to reject her.

Anyway, when practicing in the palace, the object was his own female official, so Ye Ya didn't resist dancing with girls or something.

She was about to agree to the other party, but saw another person reaching out to stop the two of them with a smile.

"Di Zijing, do you dare to attack even the Ninth Princess?"

Ye Ya looked back and saw the man who spoke with short black hair, like Mingyong's night.

He is very pretty, but his expression is a little indifferent. His eyes are also rare black, like a layer of mist, and he can't see his emotions clearly.

For some reason, Ye Ya saw the other person's eyes and felt that some soft part of her heart was hit.

Ye Ya once saw such eyes in her garden. It belonged to a female elk with bright fur, full of mist and soft like a lake.

Before Ye Ya could speak, the blonde girl raised her eyebrows gently and said coldly: "Who are you?"

The black-haired boy smiled slightly: "I'm Xia Xuanyi."

Xuan Yi? What a strange name. When Ye Ya was thinking about this name, Xuan Yi had already patted Di Zijing and held his hand and said with a smile: "On such occasions, of course, the person who dances with girls should be a boy, right? Even the Ninth Princess is not immune to the vulgarity, right?"

Di Zijing pulled her right hand back and looked at the boy who claimed to be Xuan Yi vigilantly. Although the other party clapped her hands lightly, her senses were no less than a heavy hammer hitting her hand, which made her finger bones a little painful. This was an absolute warning, and it also meant that he was definitely not as nameless as he claimed.

So she took a step back silently and withdrew from the competition with Xuan Yi.

As a daughter, she is naturally disadvantaged when she fights with others to be the dance partner of the Ninth Princess, and she is not sure. She just wants to confirm the Ninth Princess with her own eyes.

When Xuan saw Di Zijing withdraw, the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger. He stroked his right hand and opened his left hand horizontally. While burying his waist deeply, he looked up at the young ninth princess: "My most beautiful Empress, can you dance with me?"
Chapter completed!