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Chapter 178 The One Hundred and Eight Sons of Shen Hao Mansion(1/2)

Tianning City appears particularly quiet after nightfall.

Especially tonight.

The entire imperial capital was covered with dark clouds for a long time, and even the air was filled with wet depression.

The new emperor Su Yu, who had not appeared for several months, suddenly issued an order to dismiss Lin Rong's position as chief minister today. News came out that from tomorrow, Su Yu would come to power in the court.

In addition, many figures suddenly appeared in every corner of the imperial capital after nightfall.

All these traces indicate that a heavy rain will eventually fall from the long-simmering dark clouds.

The origin of this heavy rain was brought by the mysterious Xiaoyao King not long after he returned to the emperor.

Back mountain pavilion.

Ao Bei stood behind his back with his hands, and his eyes looked through the pavilion toward the hazy night.

Although it was already night, the layout of the back mountain of Xiaoyao Palace was lit up in a row, which was extremely dazzling.

As the rain falls, at first glance, there is a unique painting of new rain in the empty mountains.

In the drizzle, her graceful figure and steps were bright, holding an ink-paper umbrella, she walked through the rain curtain and into the pavilion.

This is a woman, a charming and charming woman.

Ao Bei did not respond to the arrival of this woman, nor did he look back on his eyes.

Still staring at the rain outside the pavilion, as if no one had arrived.

Su Fuyao felt a little strange about Ao Bei's peace. Since she worshipped in Shicha Hall and practiced the charm with the secret techniques in Shicha Hall.

There is no normal man who can keep calm under her charm.

As for these men who pretend to be calm and ignore themselves, the more Su Fuyao likes to expose the other person's true face.

Under the pavilion.

A breeze blew, blowing down Su Fuyao's thin shirt.

Su Fuyao's flawless jade shoulders were revealed, the enchanting willow waist was the slim waist, and Su Fuyao's charming charm.

How could there be a man in this world who is not moved?

Taking a small step, Su Fuyao walked behind Ao Bei, smiled and pointed out the jade point, and then hooked Ao Bei's shoulder.

But before Su Fuyao's fingers could not touch Ao Bei at all.

Several different powerful auras came from around the pavilion at the same time.

Like a mountain pressing on the top, it comes from the sky.

Among these momentums, except for the two sharp sharp edges, like a killing sword, the remaining two are peaceful and tranquil, and the other is domineering.

Feeling the different four pressures, Su Fuyao's forehead sweat dripped, and his slender jade hands hung in the air, but he didn't know whether he should fall.

It was not until Ao Bei in front of him that all the four auras disappeared.

The solemn atmosphere was also broken by a dry and unpleasant sound at this time.

Looking at the ugly slave who appeared in the pavilion for some unknown time, Su Fuyao was already in a heavy mood and even more frightened.

Facing Ao Bei, Chou Nu's figure bent slightly.

"Su Fuyao, the Lord of Fuyao Palace in the Dali Dynasty, and Su Yu's real sister."

"Three months ago, Lianhua was invited by the head of the Hundred Flowers Hall of Shicha Hall and brought back to the Shicha Hall, and became the personal disciple of Yanhua."

"It is also the only disciple of Yi Lianhua in Shicha Hall."

"After Su Fuyao surrendered to Shicha Hall, Su Fuyao did not stay in Shicha Hall, but followed Yao Lianhua back to Tianning City again."

"The purpose is to obtain the last Yuanshi ore vein in Su Yu's hand."

"Shicha Palace wants to use this Yuanshi ore vein to reach the ten thousand cliffs again, open the floating sea and find the purple bamboo forest."

"In order to learn from the old turtle in the purple bamboo forest, where will the destiny of the world go?"

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"Tomorrow, Su Yu will come to the court to take charge of the government, and the twelve martial arts sects will also go to the appointment of King Xiaoyao and enter the civil and military hall at Chen hour."

"At this time, Su Fuyao personally went to the back mountain of Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion."

"The purpose is to come for his own brother Su Yu. Su Fuyao wants to know the true strength of the Xiaoyao Palace, and see if the Xiaoyao Palace really has the ability to become Su Yu's reliance on the twelve martial arts sects."

"If not, Su Fuyao would use the power of Shicha Palace to forcefully intervene in tomorrow's situation."

"Behind this, there is also the shadow of Master Su Fuyao, who invites Lianhua."

The ugly slave paused every word, just after saying these words, he slowly said about half an incense stick.

Every word of the Chou Nu seemed to be telling Su Fuyao, but it also seemed to be explaining Su Fuyao's origin and purpose to Ao Bei.

After listening to the words of the ugly slave.

Only Ao Bei in the pavilion has always maintained an eternal peace.

To him, these seemingly secret news cannot bring him any disturbances or surprises.

But these words fell into Su Fuyao's ears, which made Su Fuyao's heart storm, and his charming expression was replaced by the gloomy horror.

Every word that Chou Nu said includes every word.

It's like seeing and hearing with your own eyes.

Not bad at all.

There are even some things that even Su Fuyao is not completely clear about, but the ugly slave said it in an understatement.

Moreover, it is definitely not fake.

What really made Su Fuyao feel terrible was that this time visiting the Xiaoyao Palace was just a temporary intention of her master.

No one knew about it except her master invited Lianhua and herself.

Now I am also known by the ugly slave.

This made Su Fuyao feel terrible and his heart was filled with fear.

For the ugly slave who controls the Tianji Shogunate, he then calculates what she will do next from a person's secrets and behavioral trajectory.

This is not difficult.

Especially for someone who is not important like Su Fuyao.

The purpose of the existence of the Tianji Shogunate is to do one thing most of the time.

That is deduction.

What the Chou Nu has to do is to choose the most likely result from the countless possible results and report it to Ao Bei.

Ao Bei didn't care about Su Fuyao's origin and purpose.

The only thing that made Ao Bei interesting was that Shicha Palace wanted to obtain the Yuanshi ore vein was to go to Wanren Cliff and enter the floating sea purple bamboo forest.

Looking at the ugly slave under the pavilion, a simple arc hung on the corner of Ao Bei's mouth.

Aren’t the old turtle in the floating purple bamboo forest an ugly slave?

Thinking of this, Ao Bei just simply found it interesting.

Fate is like a circle of cycles. Some things seem accidental, but they are inevitable; they seem irrelevant, but they are actually closely connected.

The rain outside the pavilion became blurry, and the drizzle suddenly became intense.

Only in the pavilion is quiet and quiet.

I don’t know how long it took, Ao Bei suddenly looked at Su Fuyao and asked, “Now, do you still have to continue testing?”

Hearing Ao Bei's voice, Su Fuyao's eyes were pitying, and his face shook his head like a rattle.

That look is indescribably adorable.

Seeing the trick Su Fuyao used, Ao Bei chuckled and curled Su Fuyao's jaw with his fingers, his eyes facing each other.

Ambiguous and deep, Su Fuyao's jade face blushed. She seemed to be boring, but in fact she had never had any substantial contact with any man.

Even when facing Su Yu, Su Fuyao will grasp the measure and know where the measurement is.

"Faced with the bottomless whirlpool, more people are just a luxury to escape."

"Since Shicha Temple has intervened, I have no qualifications to stay out of the matter."

"Take my words back. Tomorrow, I will see the figure of Shicha Hall in the Civil and Military Hall."

"I don't mind Shichadian treating my words as an order."

"But only the dead can violate my orders."

Ao Bei's calm voice made Su Fuyao feel a domineering attitude that looked down on the world.

It seemed as if the Twelve Martial Arts Sects and Shicha Palace were just like small gnaws in the eyes of the young man in front of him, and it was not worth mentioning at all.

Su Fuyao didn't know how Ao Bei had such great confidence.
To be continued...
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