Wanyan Tsang Song chuckled and said sneered: "It's still great at the eighth level! These native chickens and dogs thought I really could enter the palace alone? Twenty-two people surrounded me, but none of them dared to take action, haha! One hundred and fifty thousand people were lifted out of their armor together, and none of them were men, interesting and interesting."

"Damn it!"

Yongwuhou was a burly and irritable man. He was embarrassed and angry when he heard this. He picked up his thunder fire pagoda and jumped on him.

But before he could get closer, Wanyan Shusong's figure suddenly burst into countless shadows, roaring and entangling. The shadows were as sharp as swords, but they tore all his body-protecting true energy apart in an instant.

If King Yue hadn't punched out in time, I'd be afraid that this brave Marquis would have died at Wanyan's clone of the clone.

"Instant Prison Style!" murmured from the final secret technique of the Yingliu lineage, Yue Peng couldn't help but feel a little afraid in his eyes, that is, Wanyan stabbed Song or the seventh level. If he reached the eighth level, even if he did not dare to underestimate the other party's assassination ability.

The shadow that the clone exploded into was smashed by Yue Peng with a punch, and Wanyan's breath of Shusong suddenly disappeared, and he thought that he had interrupted his contact with the clone.

Seeing everyone looking over, Yue Pengju was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "He has been too fast and has been hidden."

The secret technique of Shadowflow is characterized by assassination and concealment. Even though Yue Pengju is the Eighth Realm Emperor, he cannot find Wanyan Assassin who was hiding in his prime. When everyone heard this, they sighed, regretting that they could not leave the No. 1 Assassin in China.

However, at this moment, several screams suddenly came from the crowd, and the King of Shu in the crowd sat down slowly with his bloody chest, his face pale, and his breath became fainter in just a few breaths.

Seeing this, King Fu and others were stunned at first, and then they were furious. Unexpectedly, Wanyan stabbed Song not only calmly under Yue Peng's nose, but also killed a prince of Song.

Seeing the death of King Shu, Yao Ruoyu was gloating at first, but when some people looked at him with strange inquiry eyes, his smile froze.

After being in charge of Dawen for so long, he has become a little angry about this conspiracy. How could he not have expected Wanyan's intention to stab Song in this move? He suddenly felt itchy. After holding it in for a while, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, "Wanyan's Spear Song, I'll go to your Male Gobi!"

When Yue Pengju heard Yao Ruoyu's dirty words beside him, he burst into laughter. He also saw the meaning of Wanyan's attempt to kill Song. The King of Shu just wanted to seize Yao Ruoyu's Wenbang, but as soon as he turned his head, he was killed by Wanyan's attempt to kill Song. It was clearly a frame-up without any technical content.

There were also several censors who were so angry that they wanted to question Yao Ruoyu, but when they turned around, they saw Yue Pengju patting Yao Ruoyu's shoulder intimately, so they had no choice but to give up this plan.

"I heard that your princess seems to be from the Shadow River lineage?"

After patting Yao Ruoyu's shoulder, Yue Pengju suddenly smiled casually. Yao Ruoyu's body suddenly froze slightly, and then laughed and said, "Where did the gossip come from King Yue? Princess Wen is from Tongliang and has an identity list."

Yue Pengju smiled, and did not pursue the authenticity of the list: "I am not interested in these trivial matters, and I don't believe that the Jin Kingdom would sacrifice so much to install a spy. Wanyan No. 4, Wanyan Kuangtao, countless fifth, sixth, and seventh level, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers. This is too expensive, and the Jin Emperor could not do this."

"It's a pity that they may not think so." Yao Ruoyu smiled bitterly, pointing to the civil and military officials around him.

Yue Pengju suddenly burst into laughter and shook his head and said, "No, they want to get these, but unfortunately, none of them will take the initiative to mention them."

"That's right." Yao Ruoyu smiled.

Because of Wanyan's assassination of Song, the tribute meeting ended in a hurry, and the participants dispersed one after another.

Originally, Yao Ruoyu wanted to call Yang Yanzhao to reminisce about the past, but he didn't expect the other party to be kept by King Yue. After leaving the palace, Zhang Ziqiang also wanted to visit some of Chu Kuangge's old subordinates, so only Yao Ruoyu returned to the inn.

When he returned to the inn, it was already Shen Shi. When Yao Ruoyu walked into the inn, he saw Cui Qiaoxin sitting in the courtyard with a pale face carrying a six-mouthed sword box on her back.

Yao Ruoyu was stunned. He didn't understand the reason why she made this gesture, so he simply stepped over and laughed and said, "Fairy Cui, what is this for?"

Cui Qiaoxin turned her head slowly when she heard this. It was obviously a simple move, but she actually did it very slowly, like a mechanism of joint hardening.

Turning to look at him, Cui Qiaoxin was silent for a while, and slowly said, "There is someone in your room."

"Someone?" Yao Ruoyu looked shaking, and he turned around and looked at the window of his room. His spiritual consciousness spread out and swept into the room, but there was no sign of life. He immediately frowned and said, "Where is anyone?"

"Someone!" Hao Wei raised his face, Cui Qiaoxin looked at him stubbornly, and his voice became a little more anxious. "I have been more sensitive than ordinary people since I was a child. Half an hour ago, there were two more people in your room, one of them was similar to me, and the other... It was very strong, I dare not move."

Cui Qiaoxin is cold and lonely, not the kind of person who can joke. Seeing her stubborn attitude, Yao Ruoyu felt a little alert, pressed the sword and turned around, and said aloud: "Do you dare to ask which expert is here? Can you get a name?"

Seeing that the room was silent, Yao Ruoyu swept the room several times in succession with his spiritual consciousness, but there was still no abnormality. With the strength of his spiritual consciousness in the middle of the soul realm, there were not many people in the world who could escape his scanning. However, in Hangdu, there were people who could calmly block his spiritual consciousness from exploring.

His heart thumped, Yao Ruoyu suppressed his excitement in his chest and whispered, "I'll go up and take a look, don't do anything randomly in the yard." After that, without waiting for Cui Qiaoxin to answer, he quickly walked into the inn, followed the stairs to the second floor, and walked straight to the door of his room.

Standing in front of the door, Yao Ruoyu felt the silence in the room silently, and his mood became inexplicably nervous. After taking a few deep breaths, he slowly reached out and pushed open the door.

When he saw the situation in the house clearly, his pupils shrank, and then he quickly walked into the house and closed the door. Then he quickly came to the woman who was thinking about day and night, hugged her in his arms, and said happily: "Chan'er, where have you been there during this period?"

Who else can make him hug so happily today? Of course, it is Princess Dawen Wanyan Fuchan.

Suddenly being held in his arms, Wanyan Fuchan's eyes first showed a little warmth, then slowly pushed him away, and said coldly: "Where did I go? What does it have to do with you? Also, I said, I don't like this title. If you haven't seen each other for a while, you will forget it?"

He smiled, Yao Ruoyu didn't care about her pretending indifference, turned to look at Wanyan Tsingsong who was sitting at the table and smiling at them showing their love. He hesitated a little, but hesitated and bowed: "I have met Senior Wanyan."

Wanyan Tushu Song Wenyan smiled slightly and nodded: "In terms of seniority, you should actually call me "Uncle Uncle."

Yao Ruoyu was suffocated, Wanyan sneered Song, ignoring his embarrassment, and said calmly: "I failed this assassination, and the city will inevitably be searched for it. I and the emperor's niece are here to avoid the limelight."

With Wanyan Fuchan here, Yao Ruoyu could only agree, but Wanyan Fuchan was obviously not angry enough. Even though he agreed to stay, he still said no to him and said coldly.

Yao Ruoyu was trying to please her and racked her brains to relieve her. Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside the inn, and then a person heard a loud voice saying, "Brother Yao, are you here?"

"Feizai?" Yao Ruoyu was stunned at first, then frowned, because he felt keenly that a large group of people suddenly came from outside, each of whom had at least four levels, and two five-level people were in charge. Even in Hangzhou, it was rare to have such a large force.

"You go out to deal with them." Wanyan Tshu Song chuckled.

Yao Ruoyu nodded gently, looked at Wanyan Fuchan who was secretly looking at him, and suddenly felt warm and turned around and walked out of the room.

When he arrived at the first floor lobby, he saw dozens of strong men standing in the courtyard outside, for a man in blue robe and an old man in gray. Fan Difei was standing beside the old man in gray, constantly winking at him.

Seeing this, Yao Ruoyu moved his heart and slowly walked to Cui Qiaoxin, who was standing at the door confronting those people, and smiled and said, "Thank you."

"It's okay." Cui Qiaoxin replied indifferently.

Yao Ruoyu smiled, walked over Cui Qiaoxin and came outside, looked at the group of people, frowned and said, "Who are you? You dare to openly lead the public to besiege this place. Do you know that this is the inn where I stay?"

The man in the blue robe smiled faintly and said, "I heard that King Wen is domineering for a long time, and even the prince of Shu dares to abuse and be seriously injured. When I saw him today, he is indeed well-known. In the lower Dragon Prison, Yang Yongxin, under the order of the magistrate of the Jin Kingdom, he asked the prince to go back and investigate the matter of the assassin of the Jin Kingdom assassin.

"Dragon Prison?" Yao Ruoyu didn't expect that it was an institution that specifically captured Dalian to cause trouble for him. He frowned and said, "I want to invite me, but I'm afraid I won't be able to do it without any ability." While speaking, Yin Chu had already led a hundred Tiance soldiers to form formations from all around and surrounded dozens of the Dragon Prison capturers.

Seeing this, Yang Yongxin was not afraid and smiled indifferently: "My Dragon Prison is personally controlled by the emperor. Even if it is a royal noble, we still have the right to arrest him. I hope the prince will not destroy his future and follow me back quickly, so it is better than turning back and arresting the army. How about it?"

Seeing the situation tense, Fan Difei couldn't help but rush to Yao Ruoyu and whispered: "Brother Yao, what he said is true. Even the Prince and the Secretary of the Dragon Prison can come to arrest him at will. If you arrest him now, you may be the culprit who came here in person. He is in the seventh realm."

"What, now the seven realms don't have money? They are coming out one by one."

After experiencing the confrontation between twenty-three seven-levels in the imperial city, Yao Ruoyu also had some immunity to the seven-levels. Hearing this, he just shook his head, but when he thought about it, he sighed: "Well, I'll go with you."

The old man in gray clasped his fists and smiled, saying loudly: "Don't worry, prince, as long as the prince does have nothing to do with the assassination of the Jin people, we will never slander the prince indiscriminately."

Seeing Yao Ruoyu looking over, Fan Difei whispered: "This is my master, and he is known as the old man Chilong."

"So it's Feizai's master," Yao Ruoyu suddenly looked stern, bowed respectfully, and said in a solemn manner, "I thank you for the care of Feizai over the years, thanks to my seniors."

Seeing this, the old man Chilong quickly helped him up and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you are polite. Difei is my closed disciple, so he will take care of him. It's getting late. The prince should go back to the Dragon Prison with us earlier for investigation."

Afterwards, Yao Ruoyu quickly left the inn under the leadership of the old man Chilong and Yang Yongxin.

However, whether it was the second floor secretly observing Wanyan Fuchan below, Cui Qiaoxin and Fan Difei looking away from the lobby door, Yao Ruoyu and others who had just walked out of the inn to the Shenlong Prison, they were not as good as the entrance of an alley outside the inn, a woman carrying a long sword looked at the place with a straight face.
Chapter completed!