After closing the lid of the coffin, Cheng Yue did not leave the tomb immediately, but held on to the coffin and mourned Lu Wenzheng for a long time.

The tyrant and Xiao Qian watched from the sidelines, silent. They knew very well that this was not the time to disturb Cheng Yue.

The sun was setting, and the blood-red glow covered everything in the world, and it was only at this time that Cheng Yue took Xiaoqian and the tyrant out of the far unfinished royal tomb.

At this time, the outside of the mausoleum has been surrounded by armor soldiers, and countless warriors with burly postures and stubborn clothes stand outside the royal tomb, murderous and almost condensed into substance, it seems that as long as the commander of the army gives an order, they will kill into the royal tomb and divide Cheng Yue, the devil, into corpses!

Cheng Yue was not stunned by such a scene at all, he glanced around at the armorers who were like wolves and tigers, their expressions were as plain as water, without a trace of waves, as if the armorers were just powerless boys, and they could not pose the slightest threat at all.

Finally, his gaze stopped on a chariot that had been guarded by the armor soldiers.

At this time, there was a general sitting on this chariot, a treasure armor made of immortal gold, a fiery red robe woven from Tianchan silk, more than eight feet tall, with five long hairs fluttering on his chest, and a big fan-like hand tightly holding the hilt of the sword hanging from his waist.

Seeing this person, Cheng Yue smiled.

"Old Wu, don't come unharmed!" he said aloud.

Wu Zizheng, the general of the Snow Country Hussars and the head of the military ministers, stared at Cheng Yue with cold eyes, and did not mean to catch up with Cheng Yue at all, but said in a cold voice: "Cheng Yue, Cheng Mo, where did you hide the body of my king and the princess?!"

Cheng Yue frowned slightly, Wu Zi was so cold, he didn't think about the old friendship at all, what did he want to do?

Seeing that Cheng Yue didn't speak, Wu Zizheng asked again, but this time, he roared angrily!

"Cheng thief, if you don't hand over the king's body and the princess, you don't want to leave alive today!"

Cheng Yue sighed lightly, no longer figuring out Wu Zizheng's intentions, and replied lightly: "Old Wu, why do you pretend to be confused? I am brothers with Brother Wen Zheng, how could I hold his body hostage? The purpose of my coming here is to let him be buried in peace. ”

Wu Zizheng looked at Cheng Yue suspiciously, and said with a threatening tone: "Don't lie to the general! The tomb of the king has not yet been completed, and there is not even a coffin in the tomb, how to bury it?!"

Cheng Yue couldn't cry or laugh: "What did I lie to you? I have already given Brother Wen Zheng the coffin and the jewelry accompanying the funeral." If you don't believe me, send someone to see what happened. ”

Wu Zizheng didn't answer, but just glanced at a young general beside him.

"Father, wait a minute!"

The young general understood, saluted Wu Zizheng with a fist, and then hurriedly walked out of the array, circled the three of them, and went down the road.

About a quarter of an hour later, the young general returned.

"How?" Wu Zizheng asked his son quietly.

"Return to my father!" The young man gave another military salute, and then said: "There is a Chinese coffin displayed in the tomb, which is exquisitely shaped, and it should not be under the royal system." ”

"You can open the museum and inspect it?" Wu Zizheng asked again.

The young man nodded: "The body of the king is indeed in the coffin, and there are many jewels and treasures around him, and he is not shabby at all. ”

Hearing this, Wu Zizheng's face instantly looked a lot better, and when he spoke to Cheng Yue again, he was not so cold.

"Although you are a devil full of lies, you are still affectionate and righteous. ”

The corners of Cheng Yue's mouth twitched, and he replied angrily: "After all, the monarch and the minister are brothers." ”

Wu Zizheng let go of his sword, stepped down from the chariot, strode in front of Cheng Yue, and looked at him directly: "Ben will ask you, the king really didn't kill you?!"

Cheng Yue rolled his eyes: "Of course not! When I met Brother Wen Zheng, he had been dead for several months, and only white bones remained, and I used the power of law to reshape his physical body." ”

"You didn't lie?!" Wu Zizheng accentuated.

Cheng Yue couldn't bear it anymore, and raised his hand to push Wu Zizheng, because the force was not small, this push made the Snow Country general who had cultivated extraordinarily retreated three or four steps in a row.

"Dog thief dares?!"

The young generals and the Snow Country armor soldiers were furious when they saw this, and they all came forward with swords and guns!

Cheng Yue still turned a blind eye to these people, but just glared at Wu Zizheng angrily, and roared at the other party's face: "Old Wu, are you interrogating me? To tell you the truth, if Lao Tzu wants to leave, you can't stop me at all with these green onions! The reason why Lao Tzu is wasting words with you here is completely because of the old feelings, you don't want to get an inch!"

was pushed and yelled at by Cheng Yue, Wu Zizheng was a little embarrassed, but the hussar general was not annoyed, but waved his hand to stop the attempt to attack Cheng Yue's son and his subordinates.

"I believe it. ”

Wu Zizheng said with a calm face.

"What do you believe?" Cheng Yue asked in a cold voice.

Wu Zizheng replied: "From your previous actions, I believe that you are not the murderer of the king. ”

"Then you're still forcing me?" Cheng Yue looked at the other party in annoyance.

A wry smile appeared on Wu Zizheng's face: "The matter is big, so I have to be cautious and cautious." ”

"Even so, aren't you going to ask questions properly?"

Cheng Yue let out a few breaths, trying his best to suppress the anger surging in his chest.

Wu Zi couldn't hang up a little on his face, and he muttered for a long time before pointing to Yongdao and said to Cheng Yue: "Borrow a step to speak." ”

Cheng Yue nodded slightly, and walked into the corridor with Wu Zizheng.

The young general was worried about Wu Zizheng's safety and wanted to follow, but was blocked by the tyrant and Xiao Qian outside the royal tomb.

Wu Zizheng saw this scene, but he didn't say anything.

Cheng Yue and Wu Zizheng were both powerful monks, even though it was late and it was dark in the royal tomb, they still relied on their good eyesight to successfully come to the tomb.

Seeing Lu Wenzheng lying in the luxurious emperor's coffin in full dress, Wu Zizheng was completely relieved.

"So, is it really the grassland fox that killed the king?" Wu Zizheng asked Cheng Yue with an ugly face.

Cheng Yue nodded slightly.

"According to those Xirong maids, the grassland fox once confronted you in front of you, and was finally captured by you?" Wu Zizheng asked again.

Cheng Yue did not hide it, and conveyed the conversation between himself and Concubine Yi to Wu Zizheng, and also told him about the execution of the true soul robbery.

"You're doing a bad job!" Wu Zizheng shook his head when he heard this, frowning, "Even if the grassland fox is guilty, it shouldn't be punished by you." It should be justified and the crime should be made known to the world. ”

Cheng Yue shook his head and smiled: "You don't have to worry about my reputation, it's bad enough anyway, I don't care about it's even worse." ”

Wu Zizheng sighed and was silent.

There was silence in the burial chamber.

After a while, Cheng Yue said, "Old Wu, what are you going to do in the future?"

Wu Zizheng was thinking about this without speaking, and when he saw Cheng Yue asking at this time, he didn't hide it, and said his plan: "The country can't be without a king for a day, since the king has gone, a new king must be established as soon as possible." Otherwise, the snow country will be a country. ”

Cheng Yue narrowed his eyes: "Is there a candidate?"

Wu Zizheng glanced at Cheng Yue, seemed to guess what Cheng Yue was thinking, and said vigilantly: "You only punished Concubine Yi's soul, but did not hurt her body, don't you want to protect the king's widow?"

Cheng Yue didn't hide it and nodded.

"This kid can't be the king of the Snow Country!" Wu Zizheng said flatly, and there was no room for negotiation at all.

"Why?" asked Cheng Yue puzzled.

"Bloodline!" Wu Zizheng's tone was extremely cold, "This kid has half Xirong blood, if he succeeds to the throne, my Snow Country will definitely be laughed at by the Heavenly Kingdom, saying that my Snow Country has made the barbarians a king." ”

Cheng Yue looked disapproving: "How can anyone who is clear and barbaric with his bloodline? Xi my culture, follow my customs, know etiquette, righteousness and shame, take civilization as the mother state, and belong to it, he is a civilized person!"

Wu Zizheng still shook his head: "That's right, but the secretary of the Manchu Dynasty will not agree, and the countries will not understand, even the people will have many complaints." ”

Cheng Yue knew that Wu Zizheng was not lying, and was a little helpless: "Then what should this child do?"

Wu Zizheng glanced at Cheng Yue and said with a sly face: "Since you and the king are brothers, the king's son is your son, let him follow you, be a godson or an apprentice, and follow you on the road of no return from now on." Just like the Snow Country, there is no such person in the Lu family. ”

Cheng Yuehao was so hung that Wu Zizheng's words blew his lungs, and he even had the heart to beat the other party.

Wu Zizheng knew that he was not Cheng Yue's opponent, so he hurriedly took a few steps back and looked at him vigilantly: "It's useless for you to beat me, this is the best solution." If this child stays in the Snow Country, with his bloodline, he will be subjected to countless exclusions and suppression in the future, and if he meets a bitter heart, maybe even living to adulthood is a luxury!

Cheng Yue let out a long sigh and let go of his clenched fist.