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Chapter 292 Yusha Gate

Yaowang Mansion!

"Master, the man has found out that he is an apprentice next to Doctor Yu, but the man is dead." Lan Yi respectfully knelt in front of King Yao and lowered his head and said.

"Die? How did you die?" Baili Mochen asked with a frown.

"It looks like suicide..." Lan Yi said in a disconfidant voice.

"It looks like it?" Baili Mochen raised his eyebrows and repeated.

"Yes, yes!" Lan Yi stuttered a little when he spoke. He had never done anything these few times. He was speechless to face the prince. It was already very good that the prince did not punish them now.

It turned out that after the detoxification that day, the royal family secretly started a large-scale investigation of personnel.

Because when the detoxification was done that day, someone rushed in and attacked him at the same time.

Although it was not successful, it had to be thought-provoking. Why was it this time?

You should know that Yao King was poisoned is rarely known, and detoxification is even more secret. How could it be so coincidental?

Since there is no such coincidence, it can only be a problem within them.

After two days of investigation, I finally found that an apprentice around Doctor Yu had a problem.

But before they could find the man, they knew the man's death.

It seems that this person must be a traitor, and the other party has just used it and silenced him.

However, the evidence is not particularly sufficient now, so Lan Yi dare not be 100% sure, mainly because they have not yet traced the person behind them.

Since Chunfeng was kidnapped last time and Xuan Yi was injured, it has not been found out for so long that the person behind him seems too incompetent.

"Master!" Just when Lan Yi felt guilty, Xuan Yi came in from outside and called out respectfully.

"Well, how is the matter going?" Baili Mochen asked directly when he saw Xuan come back.

"When I go back to my master, the Jianghu organization that suddenly disappeared last time has suddenly appeared. Now they have found their strongholds. What should we do next?"

Xuan Yi respectfully said to the majestic prince who was upright.

"Since you have found out, then go and meet them!" Baili Mochen said with a cold face and a fierce and hostile aura on his face.

Those who dare to touch him must pay a price that can be remembered for a lifetime.

At night, in a small village in Quxian, a hundred miles away from the capital, there were several small courtyards with very old appearances, flashing with lights that were clearly extinct.

Suddenly, two men dressed in black clothes fell straight on the top of the shabby courtyard.

With a loud "bang...", the gate of the yard was knocked to the ground.

Lan Yi saw the prince waved his hand and removed the iron door that looked like a wooden door. He couldn't help but be amazed. The prince's martial arts have improved a lot!

Everyone inside was alarmed by the loud noise and flocked out one by one. Looking at the irons who were knocked to the ground in front of him, he couldn't help but ask with a ugly expression.

"What's the matter with you coming? Is it a rude thing to be an enemy of our Yusha Sect?" The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a medium figure and a murderous aura on his face.

At this moment, he was arrogant and said to the two people in front of him.

The middle-aged man thought to himself that there were only two people, and there were dozens of people outside, afraid that they would not be able to solve these two people who caused trouble?

Besides, the name of their Yusha Sect in the world is also called the top one. He doesn't believe anyone who dares to make trouble here with such a blind eye.

"Yushamen..." Baili Mochen repeated the name slowly and glanced at the person below with disdain.

"Aren't you going to give me an explanation?" The cold tone was like the cold emanating from the thousand-year-old cold pond.

"You...who are you?" The leading man was shocked by Baili Mochen's powerful aura and couldn't help but stammer.

"You are not qualified to know who I am!" Baili Mochen smiled coldly, and then knocked the man away with a palm without saying anything.

When the other party saw Baili Mochen and the others came to make trouble, they no longer restrained themselves. When they saw the boss being beaten, they all came forward to fight with their swords.

Lan Yi no longer hesitated, drew his sword and waved it, raised his sword and fell down, and one killer after another fell to the ground.

The opportunity was not done much, and dozens of people in the entire yard were solved, and only the leading man was left with a tone.

"Tell me, who sent you to hunt down Princess Jiayao?" Baili Mochen stepped on the man's chest, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said coldly.

"No... it was not done by our team, this... only the leader of our headquarters knows these things. I, a small person like us, will not be exposed to royal affairs."

The man was trampled and breathless and said with difficulty.

"Where is your headquarters?" Baili Mochen increased the strength under his feet and asked fiercely.

"At present, there are strongholds everywhere in our Yusha Gate, and there is no fixed place in the headquarters, which changes with the transfer of our leader." The middle-aged man was in pain and quickly said everything he knew.

"Where did your leader appear last time?" Baili Mochen continued to ask.

"In the Chenghuang Temple in the southern suburbs of the capital!" the man hurriedly replied.

"Very good!" Baili Mochen narrowed his eyes again, turned around and said to Lan Yi: "Leave it to you here!"

"Yes, master!" Lan Yi took the order and went forward and knocked the man out with a palm, tied it up, and summoned the people under his command to clean the battlefield.

At this time, Baili Mochen had already returned to the capital alone and headed straight to the City God Temple in the southern suburbs of the capital.

Unfortunately, there is still no one inside, leaving only some traces of people living there.

Baili Mochen was strange. A gang in the world would be so strange. Every time he found a little clue, he disappeared without a trace, as if he was deliberately playing a game of cat catching mice with him.

Because there was no gain, Baili Mochen had to return to the royal palace first, and immediately notify his three tiger troops to pay close attention to defending his base.

He never forgot his responsibilities. No matter whether these people are targeting Chunfeng or himself, the greatest temptation behind him is always the supreme power.

The reason why those people are like this is nothing more than this, and it is always impossible to be wrong to be careful.

"Master, how come there is a result?" Xuan Yi rushed to ask the prince as soon as the prince returned.

It’s not that he is anxious, but that master is anxious. Being locked up at home every day is so boring.
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