Li Han is different from everyone else, he believes in Changsheng's character!

Even if the power of the key is not controlled by Chang Sheng, Li Han also believes that Chang Sheng will not do anything unfavorable to the Three Realms! I believe that even if he is in a state of rage, he will not do anything harmful to others! I firmly believe that Chang Sheng will one day control the power of the key!

There are brothers like this, Changsheng will grit his teeth and persist until now!

Even if he was given up by someone like Ling Yu, as long as Chang Sheng thought of Li Han and those who cared about him, even if he was stabbed in the heart by tens of thousands of times, he could stand up in pain and keep going!

However, after knowing the character of Ling Yu, the prince of the world, Chang Sheng knew that if he didn't want to come up with a perfect strategy, he estimated that it would be difficult for him to have a clean life in the future!

But, apparently, now is not the time yet!

Chang Sheng looked at the still burning dormitory, and said faintly: "Does the prince still have the heart to care about the world? How about solving the current crisis in Starlight City first?"

Feng Jie, who was guarding Shizi's side, asked puzzledly: "Isn't the crisis solved?" Could it be that Chang Gongzi thinks that these harmful insects can't die even if they are burned by fire?"

"Who said bugs!" Chang Sheng asked rhetorically: "Does Little Master Fengjie think that these bugs came by himself?"

"Isn't it?" Feng Jie blurted out without even thinking about it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Of course not!" Chang Sheng explained: "Will the insects in nature still pick people to attack?

"That's not because of the smell on that dress during the day!" Feng Jie said angrily.

"That's right!" Chang Sheng said: "But it's not strange if other people are contaminated with a strange fragrance, but your family has to go through strict inspections even to smoke incense and eat food, and his clothes are contaminated with this fragrance, if someone doesn't do it deliberately, what will it be?"

Shizi also agreed with Changsheng's view.

In Chang Sheng's view, although this plague was caused by this group of stinging rat women, it was a man-made disaster after all.

Even if a madman has his own reasons for hurting others, as long as he understands this, the person behind the mastermind will emerge.

Feng Jie said with a dissatisfied face: "It's easy to say, insects are not people, you just catch them all alive, and you can't judge half a word! Besides, you just bring in all the insect masters, Gu masters, and people who can chat with animals to help, the insects' intelligence is too low, and they don't have the IQ to talk to people." ”

Chang Sheng turned to Shizi and said, "I didn't let Shizi investigate the people who touched your clothes before, because I was afraid of startling the snake, so that the enemy would be prepared in advance, which would affect the success rate of waiting for the rabbit tonight." But now it's different, if the prince doesn't check it again, I'm afraid he won't have a chance!"

Shizi immediately called the butler to his side and whispered to him, and the butler answered and hurriedly left with a few guards.

The fire gradually extinguished, and the luxurious dormitory that had stood half an hour ago was now in ruins.

At Chang Sheng's request, the prince opened a door to the barrier, and Chang Sheng walked in alone, checking whether there were any live insects in a ruin where there was still residual warmth.

Standing in the middle of the ruins, Chang Sheng closed his eyes. The lifeless world in the enchantment has instantly become a different scene under the perception of Changsheng!

In the ruins, which are invisible to the naked eye, there is still something like life flowing slowly!

They are as fine as dust, but they still strive to bloom with the brilliance of life, they swim in the object like gurgling water, drifting in the air, making everything full of vitality!

In fact, there are not many soul fragments scattered in the air in the Yang World, and most of them are lodged in objects, whether dead or alive!

Any soul or fragment that has escaped from the parasitic body will eventually not escape the fate of returning to the underworld!

Chang Sheng's perception can already clearly perceive the souls flowing in the object, and under his careful perception, he really found three half-dead stinging rat women.

Chang Sheng asked for a cup, carefully put three insects in it, and took them out of the enchantment and handed them to Shizi, so that he could find a way to investigate the origin of these insects.

After tossing for a night, Shizi asked Changsheng to take Changsheng to rest, while he stayed behind to redeploy the defense of Shizi's Mansion!

After knowing the true face of the plague, it is not as difficult as before, and it is not difficult to defend against the symptoms. The most important thing in Shizifu is all kinds of talents, and naturally there are experts in dealing with insects!

In terms of insects, Chang Sheng couldn't intervene, and he was not polite, so he just thanked him and went to rest.

The next day, when it was almost noon, Chang Sheng woke up.

Halfway through lunch, Feng Jie hurriedly ran over and dragged Chang Sheng to a courtyard with a very depressed scenery.

As soon as he entered the hospital, Chang Sheng smelled a faint smell of blood and a chilling feeling in his heart.

"This is the place where your Shizifu is used to torture confessions?" Chang Sheng asked.

"It's a place to dispose of fine work!" replied Feng Jie.

Chang Sheng nodded silently, and followed Feng Jie into one of the rooms.

In the room, the prince reclined on a soft couch, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was taking a nap.

Next to the soft couch stood the chief steward, and next to it were a few cold-faced and murderous guards.

Not far from the bed, there were three shivering girls, all of them with haggard faces and wet bodies, they should have just been tortured, but there was no scar on their bodies.

It turns out that the gods and demons also like to play the old clichés in palace dramas! Chang Sheng couldn't help but vomit in his heart.

"Three! so many?" Chang Sheng whispered to Feng Jie.

Feng Jie didn't speak, but the prince didn't even open his eyes and said: "It's not easy to pick out three of the fifty-four people who are the most disgusting!"

"Fifty-four? It's only been half a day, and the speed is really fast enough! I thought there weren't many people who could touch your clothes!" Chang Sheng said.

"It is true that there are not many of my close maids and guards, but that dress just came out of the room yesterday, and there are more than thirty people in the room alone, until I put it on, and there are more men and women than I have had the opportunity to touch. ”

The world of the powerful is really incomprehensible, and washing clothes is like an assembly line in a factory, which is really troublesome! No wonder in the palace drama, a large group of people are unlucky when something happens!

"What did you tell me to do? First of all, I haven't done anything about extorting confessions by torture! Besides, the other party is still a little girl, and I can't get off that hand, and I don't even want to look at it! Can I go up and stay outside?"