If there is any sentence that can cause a thousand waves in one stone, then even if Wuyou's sentence cannot achieve this effect, it is not inferior in comparison.

Except for the few people in the sect who were with Bai Lu, all had no ups and downs, there was a gasp in the hall at this time.

Only then are the two of them, and their positions are obviously different from those of the others.

The status is obviously different, and it seems to be completely different in response to emergencies.

Ling Jue looked dim and pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart. Ming Ye even lowered his eyes, without saying anything, giving people the illusion that he would fall asleep at any time.

For a moment, Wuyou didn't know whether he should continue. But once this kind of speech was spoken, there was no reason to stop: "Bai Lu and Master, they formed a secret organization for assassination."

Inadvertently, the fingers huddled in the wide robe and sleeves curled up tightly together. Mingye did not expect that in the city of Kyoto, just under his nose, there would be an organization like assassination in this place where he has always claimed to be strict in prevention and control?

What is he treating him as a king? What is even more ironic is that he is willing to give more trust to the secret guards than the civil and military officials in the court, and there is such a man who has been in troubled waters?

Among the secret guards, they distinguished themselves with their strength. Wuyou's skills were far above others. He was also a strong boost to become the best among these people.

But now it seems that his boost seems extremely stupid.

Even if there is someone like Ling Jue who can pull him off the throne and bring him to completely destroy him at any time, Ming Ye can still be calm. Unlike Wuyou, who opened his mouth and closed his mouth, the nausea and palpitations he brought him could not dissipate for a long time.

Seeing Mingye as usual, Wuyou boldly decided that the matter was not as difficult as he had imagined. He stared at Bai Lu's side face and continued: "Later, there was a turmoil in the sect. Those who didn't know much about the inside story only thought that several leaders had different opinions. But in fact, it was the insiders who fought for power and profit that made each other stumbling. Uncle Master, you know the most, right?"

He is different from Wuying. As a killer, Wuying should have no thoughts or emotions. Even though he is the sword that breaks his hair when blowing his hair, Wuying is probably a rebellious killer. He is clearly living in the dark, but he wants to do something similar to upholding justice?

The people in the sect, whoever is stronger and weak, has always relied on real abilities, not ridiculous morality. Wuying, a knife that kills without blinking, is still qualified to point fingers at these things?

Wuyou only helped the strongest side of the fight. At least from the time, the strongest side was Bai Lu.

However, what made him feel a little amused was that Bai Lu, a guy who was cheap and acted good at it, actually bit him back.

Things just develop meaninglessly, and it was him who became the sinner. Over the years, the master's death can only be blamed for his fate and lack of strength, but he caused him to pursue and fight like Wuying, a madman who was desperate for life.

Wuyou talked more and more, and he wanted to pour out all the secrets in the door over the years. Bai Lu was anxious and looked at Wuyou's eyes, which looked extremely dark because of his anger, and shouted: "Wuyou! Stop talking!"

"Stop it?" In my impression, Bai Lu, as a master, rarely had such hysterical and uncontrollable situations. But seeing that Bai Lu, who once wanted to kill him, has now become like this, he felt particularly happy: "Every word I say is the truth. Uncle Master, what's wrong with you? I'm telling you, are you shameless to see someone?"

Bai Lu was captured and lost most of his soul. Now he was mocked by Wuyou, who had always been silent, and he was angry and didn't know what to say.

Only the skins at the end of the eyes and neck were spreading one by one, which intersected and horizontally blue veins. Bai Lu could even feel that perhaps the next moment, these bursting blue veins would explode, and the blood infused inside would suddenly surge until it was sprayed on his body.

Finally, someone really couldn't stand Wuyou's arrogance. Although he was afraid of the Majesty in front of him, he could not help but in the end: "You should be the one who has no shame to see people. He is conspiring and intrigue, and he does everything evil. He even dares to kill his own teachers. Are you still a human?"

"Enough! What do you think this is here? What do you think this is? " Mingye heard a few nagging words. Although it was a little messy, it did not prevent him from roughly linking the cause and effect of the matter: "I am not a county government office, and your grievances should not be pretending to be noisy here. Bai Lu, I only ask you, do you know who the Tongguan behind you is?"

Tong Guan is the prince of Yihuang. He doesn’t know his basic identity and dare not accept business: “Caomin knows that Tong Guan is the third prince of Yihuang.”

"Oh? I thought you didn't know!" From the beginning, Mingye understood the relationship between them, just wanted to listen to an admission with his own ear.

"Then, the third prince." Mingye knew that the person who came to Beijing in the name of a musician was a Yihuang person, and he also knew that he must be an important figure of Yihuang.

But no matter what, he never thought that Tongguan was actually a prince. It is said that there are many princes in Yihuang, and the obstacles to ascending the throne are no less than those of him back then.

Thinking of this, Mingye stood up and walked towards Tongguan: "You didn't think about why you were imprisoned in Kyoto for a long time by me?"

In the past, there were too many things that needed to be avoided. Now that his identity as a prince is no longer a mystery, he still hides his secrets and does not make good use of this trump card, he is really stupid.

Mingye, no matter what, he would consider the diplomatic relations between the two countries. He had a clear mind, and Tongguan stood up straighter unconsciously, so he simply raised his hands back: "What's the reason? You were obviously imprisoned by Your Majesty, but now you come to ask me?" Do you dislike their Yihuang's weak power?

If it weren't for this incident at the city gate today, with his years of memory and connections, returning to Yihuang, Yihuang might not be their opponent.

Therefore, Tongguan became more arrogant, and his tone of contempt in his words was no longer concealed. Instead, he felt like he was venting all the displeasures and grievances of the past.

"Third Prince, you are wrong." Everything has internal and external causes. Tongguan is really short-sighted in this regard. No wonder Tongguan's king sent him alone to come here: "I'll ask you, is it your own idea when you come to Kyoto, or is there someone else to give me some advice?"
Chapter completed!