Wang Bo had come back to his senses, and Xiaocui was supporting him beside him. Zhao Xiangyi got out of the car and stood next to Yang Jiong, watching all this in amazement.

She looked around and said, "Husband, are they assassins?"

Before Yang Jiong could answer, the Innate Realm assassin had already hummed obediently and nodded heavily.

Zhao Xiangyi looked at the assassin and said, "Then you are here to kill us?" The assassin shook his head, nodded again, then shook his head again, and then nodded again.

Wang Bo scolded angrily: "You are so numb, did you kill us or didn't you kill us?" You shook your head and nodded again, confusing me. He kicked the assassin as he spoke.

He exerted too much force, and the true qi on the innate master's body naturally flowed, and there was a protective true qi at every moment. Under Yang Jiong's suppression, the assassin definitely did not dare to resist. However, Wang Bo's kick was a little stronger.

When the strength is great, the reshocking force will naturally be great, Wang Bo "sighs", and fell to the ground by the force backshock. He got up, his face flushed, and he lost face so much that he lost face than when he was almost killed.

He was about to kick again, but was stopped by Xiao Cui. Xiao Cui persuaded him so much that he extinguished his anger.

Yang Jiong said to the Assassin, "You are here to assassinate Wang Bo?" and the Assassin nodded.

Yang Jiong said again, "Aren't you here to assassinate me and my wife?" the assassin nodded again.

Wang Bo said beside him: "Okay, it turned out that he assassinated me." Today, if it weren't for my eldest brother, my life would be here, who sent you?"

The assassin looked at him, shook his head, and opened his mouth. With only half a tongue in his mouth, the assassin could not speak. A master of the innate realm, with only half a tongue in his mouth, Yang Jiong was a little shocked.

Yang Jiong's hand suddenly increased the force, and Emei stabbed the assassin in the chest. The Assassin's face was horrified, and he looked down at the Emei thorn, slowly but surely stabbing himself in the chest.

Yang Jiong said: "Since you can't say anything, then you are useless." ”

The tip of the thorn had pierced through his clothes, and he felt a stinging pain in his chest. If he went deeper, the poison on it would dissolve into the blood, and even if he brought an antidote, it would be enough for him to drink a pot.

The assassin was so anxious that he screamed, and no matter how hard he tried in his hands, he couldn't break free of Yang Jiong's five claws. He scribbled a few words on the ground with his foot: I can write it.

The Emei thorn stopped, and the front had already stabbed a few points, and blood flowed down his chest.

Yang Jiong let go of his hand, and the assassin breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't care about wiping his sweat, so he hurriedly took out a medicine pill and fed it to his mouth.

Then, he glanced at Yang Jiong in fear, took out Emei and stabbed it on the ground and wrote: "We were sent by King An for the purpose of assassinating the crown prince. The bounty is 10,000 gold. ”

"Prince An?" Yang Jiong read it again and looked at Wang Bo.

Wang Bo's chest straightened, and he said arrogantly: "Yes, I am Wang Bo, the prince of Biluo Kingdom." Emperor Biluo is my father, and King An is my own uncle, so how could he send someone to assassinate me?" he said hesitantly.

The Assassin shook his head, indicating that he didn't know why.

Yang Jiong asked again: "What is your identity? How can you be sure that King An sent you? How do you collect the reward after the assassination? Who contacted you? How did you know that Wang Bo was here? Who is the leader of the four of you? Who planned this assassination ..........?"

He asked several questions in quick succession, and the Assassin couldn't remember them, and his face turned pale with anxiety. He just wrote what he knew on the ground, and made the wide road full of tadpole texts drawn by Emei Thorns, and he wrote more than ten feet away before he stopped Emei Thorns.

Yang Jiong and the others stood behind the assassin, watching him write as they retreated. Finally, I read the words written by the assassin. The assassin looked at Yang Jiong pitifully, and was knocked unconscious by a slap.

Xiaocui was happy and worried, but she really didn't expect a poor scholar who seemed to be down-and-out to climb into her bed in the black light. This poor boy turned out to be the prince of Biluo Kingdom. His noble status is terrifying, how can he be worthy of him?

Yang Jiong didn't speak, just looked at Wang Bo silently. The battle between the royal family, he didn't want to get involved too much. Wang Bo read the assassin's handwriting from the beginning again, erasing it with his feet as he looked. He thought for a while and said, "It's impossible for Uncle An to send someone to kill me, this should be arranged by someone with ulterior motives." ”

Yang Jiong said: "Is your Uncle An the king of a thousand faces known as the king of a thousand faces in Biluo Country?"

Wang Bodao: "Yes, Uncle An has been very good to me, and he has taken special care and love for me since I was a child. I don't believe he's going to send someone to assassinate me. ”

Yang Jiong thought for a while and said: "As the saying goes, 'knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing hearts', Wang Chu'an is known as the king of a thousand faces. It can be seen that he is not an ordinary person, and the people who can have such a title are all scheming people, not something that can be seen on the surface. ”

Wang Bodao: "Uncle An is known as the King of a Thousand Faces, which refers to his diplomatic ability. He was clever and impromptu in his diplomacy with the Longteng Kingdom and the Tiandu Kingdom, and was known as the King of a Thousand Faces. He has always been dedicated and caring to me. ”

Zhao Xiangyi laughed wildly, she pointed at Wang Bo and said, "Nerd prince, how can you draw conclusions to a person based on some superficial phenomena?"

"The former King of Fuzhou and the current emperor are brothers, and they have had an excellent relationship since childhood. No matter what it is, the elder brother will always let the younger brother, and the younger brother will let the elder brother. The brotherhood is deep, touched the people of the world, and has been praised by countless literati in Longteng. ”

"But everything has changed in front of the throne, and in order to compete for that position, the two brothers fought openly and secretly. Assassination, poisoning, planting, framing, you can't think of any means you can think of. ”

"In the end, King Fu was killed, and no one of the family remained. The winner is the current Emperor Longteng. ”

Wang Bogang wanted to refute, but Yang Jiong took over the topic and said, "As far as I know, Emperor Biluo only has one son, you." Wang Bo nodded.

Yang Jiong continued: "Your father's generation is two brothers, your father is the elder brother, and Wang Chuan is the younger brother. Think about it, if you die, your father is already in his eighties, although he is a master of the Heavenly and Human Realm. Even if he still has fifty or sixty years of life, he is not strong enough in blood, and he wants to have another son, but I am afraid that it will be quite difficult. ”

"If you are gone, after your father is old, who else can be the emperor of Biluo Kingdom?"

Wang Bo didn't want to answer directly: "Of course it's Uncle An, he is only in his fifties." This year, he just took a concubine and gave birth to a son for him. ”

Yang Jiong said: "Then if you think about it again, could it be that he sent someone here? In front of the throne, will all people always maintain their true nature?"

The more Wang Bo thought about it, the more likely it became, and his face gradually changed. Xiao Cui comforted him softly, and he suddenly hugged Xiao Cui and cried. When he was extremely sad, he glanced at Yang Jiong, and after calling "big brother", he turned around and hugged Yang Jiong.

He cried and said, "Big brother, if it weren't for you, I would have died today." I've always been glancing at my true identity, and I thought of telling you again when I thought of Biluoguo, no matter what, I won't lie to you in the end. ”

"Uncle An has cared for me and loved me since I was a child, and it turned out that everything was done for my father to see. This shameless villain must clean him up when he goes back. ”

After crying for a while, Wang Bo let go of Yang Jiong, looked at Zhao Xiangyi and called "sister-in-law", leaned towards Zhao Xiangyi, and prepared to hug Zhao Xiangyi and cry for a while.

He heard a cold snort from Yang Jiong's ear, and he was already close to Zhao Xiangyi's body and turned around, and went to hug Xiaocui and cry bitterly. A handful of snot and a handful of tears, wiped Xiaocui's body, this time it was really sad.