The relationship from the body, blood, and love from the soul, and will. After learning that Su Daji disappeared, these two emotions exploded in Zheng Lun's heart, so that he could not even preserve the most basic reason. He came to the National Master's Mansion in anger without caring about it.

After asking for help from the national master was rejected, the anger that had been brewing in his heart rushed straight to his head. As the qi and blood surged, even his face turned red. His bloody eyes were like wild animals, and he seemed to want to choose someone and eat them!

"I don't care what he is doing, I'll see him right now!"

Seeing that his attitude was extremely bad, Hong Jin's face quickly became cold and said in a deep voice: "Marty of Jizhou, don't forget your identity. You do not have the qualifications to order the National Master, nor do you have the right to act arrogantly in the National Master's Mansion! The gate of the National Master's Mansion is closed all year round, and the princes who gave gifts can't even knock on the door. This time, we have given you enough face to open the door to welcome you. If you don't want this decent yourself, don't blame me for being rude."

Zheng Lun said no more, and summoned a long sword that released the winds of the wind, and slashed at Hong Jin on his head.

"clang!"

Hong Jin stretched out his hand and a sword light shot out from his right sleeve. The tip of the sword hit the blade, and a deafening sound broke out. The aftermath of the wind and the overflowing fairy energy turned into wind-blade sword energy, cutting the bluestone ground and leaving countless wound marks on the painted black wooden door.

Zheng Lun's body took a slightly back half a step under the pair of bombardment, pushed the ground with his right foot, and the man and sword merged into one, turning into a faint afterimage, rushing towards Hong Jin's throat quickly.

"Bang!"

Hong Jin sword is like a meteor, with a bright cold light. He slashed the shadow of the long sword with one sword and sneered: "I think you are also fascinated by ghosts. With this little strength, you can't even pass this level. You still want to force yourself to break into the National Master's Mansion?"

Zheng Lun staggered to the ground, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of ape blood, and his complexion instantly became weaker.

Hong Jin came to him step by step, reached out and lifted him up, dragged his body back to the inside of the National Master's Mansion...

He was seriously injured by the cruelty and vomited three liters of blood. Zheng Lun's full anger gradually dissipated with the pain on his body and the blood he vomited. His manic soul quickly calmed down and whispered: "Sorry, it was me who was impulsive. I didn't intend to break into the National Master's Mansion, nor did I want to be an enemy of the National Master. I just heard the voice transmission from my family general that my little daughter...is missing for no reason."

"Your youngest daughter disappeared for no reason. Why did you break into the National Master's Mansion?!" Hong Jin said with a frown.

Zheng Lun was slightly stunned and said with an unnatural expression: "I heard that the National Master's Mansion sent someone to kidnap my youngest daughter..."

"Absurd!" Before he finished speaking, Hong Jin said flatly: "Where is your master's mansion in our country? Are you a robber's nest? How could we do something to kidnap others? Marquis of Jizhou, you have made it clear, who told you that the master's mansion kidnapped your daughter?"

Zheng Lun: “…”

Where did anyone tell him, how could he produce any evidence...

"What are you hesitating about? Could it be that the witness cannot see the light? Or did no one report to you at all, and you came here to shout and kill the Master's Mansion with your suspicion?" Hong Jin asked further.

Zheng Lun felt very embarrassed, with a cold face, and said calmly: "This matter cannot be explained in just a few words, let alone it is meaningless to explain it to you. If the national master doesn't have time to meet me, I will come to him to tell you clearly next time."

Hong Jin shook his head and said, "On a whim, I ran over and made a big fuss and wanted to leave without any damage. What good things are you thinking about? Marquis of Jizhou, you can't leave today. You will surrender and wait for the national teacher to fall!"

"If it weren't for my old injury, would you think you could stop me?" Zheng Lun took a deep breath, clenched the sword in his hand and said, "Don't force me and you to kill me!"

"I like fishing the most. You can try it. Can you tear the fishing nets apart?" Nezha held the fire-sharp gun in his hand, stepped on the Qiankun circle, and the Huntian Ling floated in the wind on his arm, flew out of the National Master's Mansion and floated above Zheng Lun's head.

Zheng Lun's face froze slightly. He could feel that this child's strength was probably still above Hong Jin.

"You cannot imprison a prince at will, only the king can judge me!"

Hong Jin sneered, and did not argue with him. He took him into the National Master's Mansion and imprisoned him in a woodshed...

The palace, in front of the large study.

Shang Xi bowed and knocked on the closed door, and whispered: "Report to the King, Mr. Zheng Guan asked for a meeting, saying that there is something important to report to the King in person."

In the big study, smoke was shrouded in smoke. King Zhou sat cross-legged on a futon woven with gold and silver threads, slowly opened his eyes, and two platinum light flashed from his eyes.

"Which king, the ruler of the Marquis of Zhengguan?" King Zhou asked.

"Assigned to the command of the Beibohou Hou." Shang Xi said.

"Under Chonghou Hu's command..." King Zhou muttered to himself, his voice suddenly became loud: "Shang Xi, Xuan Zheng Guanhou meets him."

Soon after, a tall and burly man in a civilized state slowly stepped into the study and said to King Zhou behind the table: "My minister Zheng Guan, Yang Mang, please see the king!"

"Don't give me a gift and keep my body calm. What major things do Marquis Zheng Guan want to see me?" King Zhou said.

Zheng Guanhou Yang Mang stood up, looked left and right, and whispered: "King, this matter is of great importance. Please allow me to approach you."

"No." King Zhou said flatly: "There are no outsiders here, so Marquis Zheng Guan said bluntly."

Yang Mang frowned and said in a deep voice: "If you don't say it secretly, you will lose your country. The matter that the ministers want to report is related to the Yin and Shang people's country. Once there are ears in the walls and people will hear it, the consequences may be unimaginable!"

King Zhou's eyes suddenly began to be entertained when he heard this, and he pondered: "You can go forward five steps."

Yang Mang pursed his lips, took a big striking step, and then came to the middle of the study in five steps. He looked at King Zhou who was ten steps away and said, "Report to the King, I have reported that the Beibo Hou Chonghou Hu had hidden evil intentions and had ill intentions."

"How did you find out? Is there any evidence?" King Zhou said.

Yang Mang put his right hand into the cuff of his left arm, lowered his eyes and said, "I just discovered it this morning, the evidence is here..."

Before he finished speaking, his right hand hiding in his left sleeve suddenly pulled out a dark green short blade and threw it hard towards King Zhou's throat!

"Buzz!"

King Zhou looked at this scene expressionlessly, and with a thought, the vast immortal energy turned into a field, filling the entire study room, forcibly imprisoning the dark green short blade in the air.

Yang Mang widened his eyes and shouted in horror: "You actually, actually..."
Chapter completed!