"This ......" Xuanyuan Hong's face collapsed suddenly, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"What? Third Elder, have you forgotten your bet with Prince Ben? Xuanyuan Yu's voice suddenly raised a few tones, and his eyes like a black hole tightly locked Xuanyuan Hong, full of dangerous aura, "The most hated thing in this life is the treacherous person, I believe that the third elder you must not be such a shameful villain." ”

The cold sweat on Xuanyuan Hong's face became denser and denser, sliding directly along his cheeks, to his chin, and falling to the ground.

"Yes...... Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, what you are talking about is Your Majesty...... Your subordinates are by no means perfidious. He stretched out a hand and sweated hard.

"Good." The corners of Xuanyuan Yu's lips curled up with satisfaction, and he stretched out a hand, put it on Xuanyuan Hong's shoulder, and slapped it twice.

Outsiders seemed to be fluttering twice, but it made Xuanyuan Hong's body and bones miserable, and it hurt so much.

He himself was a first-order martial spirit, but he felt an extremely surging pure golden vitality from his shoulder, like a heavy mountain.

When His Royal Highness the Crown Prince left the Imperial City a year ago, his cultivation was still the same as himself, but now that he hasn't seen him for a year, he has actually refined to this level, it seems that he should be at least a fifth- or sixth-order martial spirit!

This improvement progress is simply terrifying!

No! He can't offend His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!

Compared with the powerful regent Xuanyuan Zhiji, Xuanyuan Yu's growth rate made him even more frightened!

For the first time, Xuanyuan Hong's heart began to doubt Xuanyuan Zhiji's usurpation plan. With Xuanyuan Yu here, can it really succeed?

Ling Luo raised his head, his gaze shifted from Xuanyuan Hong's body to the extremely magnificent building in front of him.

The Senate, the center of power for the entire Jialan Empire.

Standing in front of you is a golden solemn hall, with a total of more than a dozen floors, towering into the clouds, majestic and majestic.

On the side of the main hall paved with golden glazed tiles, there are one hundred and eight golden stone pillars dotted around, towering into the sky and pointing to the sky.

Ling Luo couldn't help but sigh and said, "Yu, how does the architectural style of your Senate look a bit like a cage surrounded by layers?" ”

"Luo'er, you really described it so appropriately." Xuanyuan Yu's dark eyes narrowed slightly, becoming extremely deep, "It's not just a rotten golden cage." ”

Following Xuanyuan Yu's side, Ling Luo walked slowly towards the main hall with some heavy steps, followed by the cheap dragon.

The cheap dragon is very well-behaved, and since he got out of the carriage, he has never opened his mouth to say a word. He used the body of the Silent Shadow, and his face was also the extremely cold expression that the Silent Shadow was used to.

At this moment, the cheap dragon, when they were in the carriage, were simply two completely different people.

Ling Luo was deeply grateful. I have to say that although this guy likes to play cheap, he is still very reliable when it is critical.

Stepping up the stairs, Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu stepped into the door of the Senate. Just as the cheap dragon was about to follow in, two sharp blades with flashing sword light crossed in front of him.

"In addition to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the Third Elder, and the sin girl Ling Luo, other idle people, etc., are not allowed to step into the Senate for half a step!" The soldiers guarding the gate had a majestic look on their faces, and their words were extremely cold.