In the main hall of the Three Princes' Mansion, the atmosphere was a little tense.

Ye Weihai looked at the dwarf who was standing in front of Yan Luo, his face turned pale. It was the unsightly little man who had just made a handprint, and then shook off all the guards who had gathered with his swollen palms.

What is this for? In the mansion of the three princes of the Hanyu Dynasty, this guy who doesn't know what to do is still trying to make trouble openly.

Iwaku saw that the expression on his face was not very good-looking, and he didn't want to make the atmosphere so stiff, so he waved his hand to let the ghost guest who was blocking him retreat.

Seeing that this dwarf stopped and stood behind Yanluo like a servant again, Ye Weihai twitched the corner of his eyes, and waved his hand with a blushing face, causing the surrounding guards to retreat into the distance.

Although he is gentle, after all, he is from a royal background, even if he is not a master because of his talent, but his vision is still there.

These guards around him, at the least, also have the realm of martial artists, and these dozen or so people together, even if they can't fight with the martial artists of the great martial artist realm, it is impossible for ordinary martial artists to repel them casually.

Moreover, when the diminutive dwarf stepped forward, he felt that the two guards who had been standing behind him tensed at the same moment.

That's a sign of total vigilance.

Although he didn't quite understand what means that dwarf had to make two martial artists whose cultivation was higher than him so cautious, it was clear that it was definitely not a character that could be easily dismissed.

Thinking of the relationship between Yanluo and the killer organization, Ye Weihai's face changed a few times, but he still endured this breath. But looking at his expression, it is obvious that he is not relieved.

When Yan Luo saw his appearance, he didn't care, but narrowed his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and an invisible wave rippled out.

Ye Weihai, who was sitting on the main seat in front of the hall, changed a little with this invisible wave of turmoil.

In his ears, a voice sounded like a ghost whispering, and the indifferent voice seemed to transcend the barrier of space and directly echoed in his sea of consciousness.

The art of divine telephony!

Ye Weihai's expression couldn't help but change, the Divine Mind Transmission Technique was not a rare technique, but this secret technique was relative, if he wanted to directly cast this secret technique on him without his permission, his soul cultivation would inevitably be higher than him.

Although he Ye Weihai has limited talents, after all, he was born in the royal family, and there is a prince standing behind him, and the exercises he practices and the pills he takes are all unique in the world.

Moreover, he is now middle-aged, and only then does he have a cultivation comparable to the realm of a great martial artist.

Although he had not practiced hard, his foundation was not solid, but the realm of the Great Martial Master could not be faked. This rock fall was able to use the Divine Mind Transmission Technique on him, didn't it mean that his cultivation was almost comparable to the realm of a great martial artist?

At least the soul realm must have broken through the great martial artist's replacement card, how old is this person in front of him?

Ye Weihai was completely shocked, Yanluo's position in the Barren Rock Dynasty was very embarrassing, although they all called him a prince, but he didn't even have a title of prince in the royal family.

Of course, there are many heirs of the king of barren rocks, but his status can also be seen.

Just such a person who has not been tilted by many resources from the royal family has reached the peak of the martial arts realm at the age of less than twenty, and even the soul realm has to overpower him, how can he not be surprised.

And what really surprised him was not only that, as Yanluo used the sound transmission technique, the content of the narrative became more and more profound, and Ye Weihai's expression suddenly changed, and his gaze towards Yanluo was full of horror, and even contained a bit of hidden killing intent.

There are some things that he really shouldn't know.

And Yanluo was still sitting there leisurely, and he didn't seem to see Ye Weihai's gaze that contained a little murderous intent.

Since he dared to come here, he naturally had full confidence in what he said. He believed that neither Ye Weihai nor the Mountain King standing behind him would refuse the deal he proposed.

The air in the hall seemed to be frozen, and the palace guards standing on both sides of the hall didn't even dare to breathe at this time, and a little sweat oozed from their hands holding the blades.

They were all waiting, waiting for their master, the Third Prince, to make up his mind. Whether he was going to follow the rockfall's proposal or turn his face and strangle him, they would naturally comply.

After all, this is their home field, if they really do it, Yanluo will definitely be left here, and a ghost guest in the martial arts realm alone can't stop them.

The suffocating silence didn't last long, and half an hour later, Iwaku walked out of the Three Princes' Mansion with his attendants closed, his face unrevealed, but there was a little smile in his eyes.

Sure enough, everything was as he expected. Ye Weihai didn't dare to make his own conclusions, as long as he informed the Mountain King of these news, then everything would be on the right track as he expected, and it must not be far from the beginning of the show.

And not long after their master and servant left, the closed door of the Three Princes' Mansion opened a gap slightly. Ye Weihai, who was dressed in a gorgeous robe, stood behind the door, looking at the figures of the two people outside the crack in the door gradually moving away, and there was a faint complex color in his eyes.

He didn't know whether he should tell Uncle Huang about these things, and reason told him that the safest way was to let those two people disappear from this world without knowing it, as long as they shut up from now on, everything in the hall just now would be buried from now on.

But his sensibility made him hesitate, although he didn't know what the imperial uncle wanted to do, but he knew that what the man had just said was very important to his imperial uncle.

The wandering between the two made him hesitate, once this choice was made, it would mean that there would be a great change in the dynasty in the near future.

Some people may be ruined and will never recover, but some people may ascend to the sky in one step and reign over the four seas from now on.

Sighing slightly, Ye Weihai raised his hand and closed the gate of the palace, turned around and said to the guards who followed him: "Take my python robe and jade belt, I want to see Uncle Huang!"

This matter is very involved, and it is not for him to decide, only his imperial uncle, the King of the Mountain, Ye Xuanyue.

And he, Ye Weihai, is just a link connecting the Mountain King, even if he suppresses this matter, it is just to postpone it for a while, he doesn't believe that the emperor uncle will know nothing about it.

Among the many guards, two of them were ordered to leave, but at this time, there was a ghost-like figure, which appeared silently, and the slightly solemn voice made Ye Weihai's expression slowly relax a lot.

"The stakes are very high, has Your Highness really made up your mind?"

This person was dressed in a pitch-black robe, although he looked more than half a hundred years old, but there were not many wrinkles on his face, and his black hair was not dyed frost white, obviously still in the peak of the spring and autumn period of the martial arts.

The black-clothed old man's eyes contained the unique essence of a dancer, and although his cultivation had not dispersed, it still made the surrounding guards of the martial arts realm feel a little pressure.

Great Martial Master!