The wound on Huo Wuwei's body that appeared again had been bandaged. Although his face was still a little pale, his words and deeds seemed to be fine. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that he had just walked in the gate of hell. The only difference from before was that behind Huo Wuwei this time was a medical officer in his forties with a medicine box. The medical officer stared at Xuanyang Hou a little nervously. Huo Wuwei's injuries should be resting on the bed. Now, although there is a spiritual medicine from a alchemist who stops the blood. However, the injury just now is too serious after all, and the wound will tear it apart again if you are not careful.

Huo Wuwei walked to the side of the alchemist with a smile, bowed to Wu Mian and Xi Yingzhen, who was still here and did not walk away, and said, "Just Huo drank a few more glasses just now, and hit the two gentlemen. He ruined the wine of the monks here. He should have punished himself for three glasses, but Huo really dared not drink. If he owes these three glasses of wine, Huo will be defeated ten times in the future."

Even the master Guangren of this kind of cunning is ashamed of himself. According to common sense, Wu Mian and Xi Yingzhen have already returned a few polite words at this time. Unfortunately, neither of them is normal and cannot be used to guess it with common sense. Wu Mian's eyelids turned, as if he had not seen this living person standing in front of him.

Xi Yingzhen smiled and slapped Huo Wuwei's shoulder intentionally or unintentionally. He pointed to Xiao Rensan, who seemed innocent, and said to Xuanyang Hou: "I see clearly what this little baby looks like. It's nothing to bully me. Grandpa Warlock is well-educated and does not have the same knowledge as you. But if he bullies him, Grandpa Warlock will not say he will fight with you. After so many years, just such a little guy who likes you, wouldn't be able to have a three-length or two-shortness on your hands?"

This time it touched the wound, and the instantaneous severe pain almost made Huo Wuwei faint. He gritted his teeth and finally continued to stand in place. With a sweat on his head, he did not forget to smile at the old warlock and said in a trembling voice: "I remember, from today on, if anyone dares to bully this child, Mr. Xi doesn't need to take action, Huo will end him first." After that, he didn't even have time to wipe his cold sweat. He smiled at Xiao Rensan first, and made an intimate move to touch his head.

However, when Huo Wuwei reached out, Little Ren San had already avoided. The little baby frowned and looked at him, muttering in a slight voice: "Who is the child called? Childish..."

At this time, Guangren came over to smooth things over. After a few polite words, Huo Wuwei returned to King Rui. However, the two seemed to have their own thoughts and had no communication since then.

Seeing that it was almost dawn, the banquet finally ended. King Rui personally sent the monks out of the palace. Huo Wuwei was seriously injured and could only barely send them outside the palace. After watching the monks and King Rui leave, Marquis Xuanyang turned around and said to the medical officer who had been following him: "Is the person who went into the warehouse to steal the golden talisman named Wu Mian?"

"How do I know that the two witnesses are dead. Now that the big thing is approaching, I can't summon them to ask them." The medical officer sneered, with a frivolous expression on his face completely different from before. Then the medical officer turned to look at Huo Wuwei and said, "What are you doing to provoke Xi Yingzhen? That old guy is in a state of uncertainty. The author spent so much effort to invite him. He almost messed up by you. If it weren't for the timely remedy, this big thing would be destroyed in your hands."

When the hospital was talking, Huo Wuwei lowered his head and did not dare to answer. It was not until he finished speaking that the Xuanyang Hou dared to say, "Then the big event the night after tomorrow will not cause any changes because of this, right?"

The medical officer looked at the disappearing position of the monks, sneered, and said, "The arrow is on the string, I have to fire..."

After leaving the palace, the Fangshi sect said goodbye to the monks from other sects and walked towards their own inn. At this time, the sky was already bright and there were shops hanging on the street. When they passed by the street where they met the demon last night, it was already a different scene. While there were no outsiders around, Wu Mian told Guangren about what he saw in the warehouse last night.

When Wu Mian was talking, Master Dafang lowered his head and listened silently. Knowing that the whole thing was finished, Guangren looked up at Wu Mian. After a smile, he did not want to discuss with Wu Mian how to deal with the next thing. Instead, he said in the tone, "Mr. Wu Mian, have you heard of asking about the Tianlou?"

Wu Mian didn't expect Guangren to suddenly change the topic, but there was still no unnecessary expression on his face. He said in his unique tone: "What is the Tianlou? Do I need to know?"

Guangren was used to Wu Mian's behavior. He smiled slightly and said, "Do you remember the time we met at Wujiangkou before? It was because six alchemists were killed overnight. At first, I thought it was Yan Jie, but later I realized that it was wronged. The six alchemists died at the hands of someone in the Wentian Tower. The disciples were killed. I, a great master, cannot be seen. After returning to the sect, I asked someone to check the Wentian Tower. After this investigation, I really scared me..."

When he said this, Guangren paused and felt that so many of them were talking on the street, which was somewhat indecent. He then took everyone to a teahouse that had just opened, and after calling tea soup and snacks, he continued to say to Wu Mian: "When he was a former master, this Wentian Tower had a brief rise for a while. But later, for some reason, it disappeared almost overnight. If it weren't for those six disciples, I would have almost forgotten that Wentian Tower existed.

The Inquiry Tower is a mysterious act. It is said that there are thirty-three floors in total, and the meaning of the thirty-three floors is the heaven outside the sky. From the bottom to the top, there is a person in charge. The person in charge who is guarding the highest thirty-third floor is their owner, but few people can know who the owner is. However, I still found out the person in charge of several of the layers. Xuanyang Hou Huo Wuwei is the person in charge of the thirty-twentieth floor.

Just as I was about to continue my investigation, I suddenly received an imperial edict saying that we alchemists would go to the capital and join the monks in the world to hold an unprecedented blessing ceremony. This time the ritual came too strange. Just when I was hesitating, the alchemist who served the emperor in the palace used a secret method to send a message. He informed me of the great changes in the palace you just mentioned. At that time, I realized that Huo Wuwei, the head of the thirty-story building, had entered the palace. This was not only the case. In addition to him, the heads of the other floors of I have either arrived at the palace or entered Chang'an City.

No matter what they want to do, it will not benefit our alchemist sect and the monks of the world. And from all kinds of things, the current Emperor Wen should be in their control. It seems that this Wentianlou is not only trying to control the monks of the world, but also trying to change the national fortune. Mr. Wu, you know that the alchemist does not participate in the national fortune, but the ambition of Wentianlou is too great. If they let them manipulate the national fortune, it may not be a blessing for the people. No, we alchemist can only participate this time. Before the major affairs of Wentianlou are about to be completed, we must completely eradicate them..."

"So I'm thinking too much." Wu Mian laughed mockingly, and turned to see Gui Bugui who was lowering his head to eat tea. The old guy was silent a little too much. At this moment, Wu Mian's thoughts moved and said to Gui Bugui: "Mr. Gui, how many floors of golden chairs are you sitting in the sky building? Isn't that poster the post the landlord the land?

This sentence came out, and the old man squirted out the tea soup from his mouth. Then he coughed violently a few times, then blushed and said to Wu Mian: "You look down on me too much. I was young and ignorant at the time and was fooled by someone. But looking at the inauthentic inside the building, I would have withdrawn immediately. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten that there was such a building..."

The old guy was whispering and still wanted to continue talking. Wu Mian sneered and said, "Do you still remember what I said? How many golden chairs are sitting in the sky tower..."
Chapter completed!