And there has always been zero tolerance. Zhou Ju, you are very bold. Li Zesi sneered slightly: I can't see that you are even more arrogant than Zhou Ming. Gotta go in, preferably listen to what they have to say. Although the entire Wing King's Mansion was wrapped in spells, the Mystic Warlock realized that the Secret Ritual Array was not fully activated, and perhaps the people who set up the array did not think it was necessary to mobilize the people in peacetime. Li Zesi came prepared, he shook his sleeves, and a pale gray flame burst out from it, this fire was not hot or bright, and it looked like a wisp of green smoke on the outside.

But after the mystic shook his hand and touched the ornament on the outer wall, it immediately burned silently, and there was no smoke or light, and he saw the ornament disappear into the air like that. In the blink of an eye, the fire silently burned a furrow in the wall, and then it was extinguished. Li Zesi squeezed himself flat and stuffed it through this gap. After the last field practice in the Qiwang Mansion, this time the wall penetration is obviously much better, and the symptoms of nausea and headache are almost negligible. However, before Li Zesi had time to rejoice, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

On the other side of the wall, a powerful aura rushed towards him. Li Zesi tried his best to set up a ban in the air, which was able to avoid the first blow, but he was still sent flying by volley, planted his head on the ground, and threw his face into the soil, and blood flowed down at that time. The Sorcerer rolled on his hands, but managed to avoid the second blow that followed, and when he got up and looked at the attack, it was still a dark shadow. Li Zesi's heart was on fire, his hands were inserted into the ground, and he violently lifted the soft soil into the air, and squirted into a piece of sand, and the dirt and gravel shot away towards the darkness.

However, after the flying sand and rocks, the shadows were still silent, and this wave of attacks on mud cows into the sea had no effect. Li Zesi sneered unconsciously, shook his hand, and suddenly, several puffs of smoke floated out, and someone snorted, and the smoke went out immediately, but this was enough. The mystic sorcerer followed the direction of the smoke, and the shredded paper hidden in his sleeve turned into a rain of swords, and pounced on his head. If the opponent resists, the paper will immediately attach to it, and then seep into it - enough for him to drink a pot. Li Zesi was ready for the next step, and he also got up and rushed forward.

To his surprise, the other party laughed out loud, a very old voice, hoarse and continuous, like a owl sound. Li Zesi's footsteps were shocked by this laughter and paused, and he instinctively reacted: I have been tricked!! Before he could come over tomorrow or what's going on, with a muffled sound, "bang"! The laughter abruptly stopped, replaced by the sound of flesh falling to the ground. A familiar face emerges from the darkness: Deep Luo! He grimaced, carrying a stone about the size of a human head with blood stains on it. In front of him, an old man lay down on his stomach, already unconscious.

Only then did Li Zesi feel that he was already soaked with sweat. Shen Luo's voice did not fluctuate: "It's too early, you should wait for him to kill you." The mystic sorcerer was a little sneering: "Well, not necessarily. "His laughter is a weapon, your paper skills have already been stunned by him, and you will be all called back soon, and you will be a sieve when the time comes, just watering the flowers." "Thank you for that." Li Zesi spoke sarcastically. "Less nonsense. If you hadn't come looking for trouble, I wouldn't have found this opportunity. ”

Shen Luo said impatiently, "This place is a living prison, and the entire Wing King Mansion is guarded by a total of twelve secret sorcerers, arranged according to the direction of the moment, and if there is any movement in any place, it can be attacked immediately." These people are all experienced, and you're a at that point. "Even the cunning spirit of the old treacherous and cunning has been trapped, and it is really old." Shen Luo immediately swore and scolded for a while before remembering the matter: "Forget it, don't be like you bastard." What has happened in the past few days is probably really similar to that of the Wing King. Li Zesi didn't bother to fight, and responded: "You explain a little later." ”

"There's a place out there for the poor, right?" "Ji Ze Tang." "The Winged King seems to be hiding something through that place." "What?" Hearing this, Li Zesi was excited. "What can I hide in that place?" "I don't know!" Shen Luo looked very irritable, "I also heard it unexpectedly. The Wing King's Mansion at night doesn't let anyone in, and there are too many mystics to sneak into, and I can't even go too far from my accommodation. Last time, it was entirely through sound transmission, and I moved my hands and feet on the Wing King's desk, and I could barely hear them seem to be arguing. ”

"What are they arguing about?" "I can't hear clearly, but I've never raised my voice before, but I've had a heated argument twice in a month, don't ask me who the Wing King is arguing with, I can't hear it, I can only occasionally distinguish the words 'relief', 'hiding', and 'outcasts'." "I just saw outside that Wu Shiyan, an official of Ji Ze Hall, was involved*, if it was a matter of Ji Ze Hall, King Yi should be arguing with him." "If the Winged King is hiding something from him, it doesn't necessarily mean arguing with him." Shen Luo thought for a moment, "This person asked the Wing King for help several times, saying that Zhou wanted money, because Ji Zetang was about to run out of food, and Zhou Ju never refused him, even if his hand was tight. It's just that there is a bit of a special situation now, and I heard that it is because the Qi King took over the defense of Tianyuan.

So now it seems that many things are stopped outside the city and cannot enter, so they can only wait. In the final analysis, the Wing King is as kind to him as a mountain, and Wu Shiyan is a dog—is there a dog that barks at his master? "That's not good. The dog's face is easy to turn over, and there are more pets in front of people and more beasts after people. Shen Luo was angry: "Count you poison." But I suggest that if you want to know the truth, you'd better find out Jizetang. "But we just want to know what's going on in the downtown fire, even if the Wing King is hiding something in Jizetang, if he doesn't have anything to do with it, he won't be able to help."

"I originally passed on the first picture," Shen Luo answered neatly, "Zhou Hui should have guessed it, the Wing King wanted to take the opportunity to attack the Qi King and frame him." "Li Zesi said in his stomach: It's almost too far away, but you caused me to run to the Qiwang Mansion and almost killed someone." The second picture, which is for Wenwen, I guess she will pass it on to you, because I heard them combine these two things and argue about it. I don't dare to presume that the Wing King is the mastermind behind it, but since it is mentioned, there must be a shadow. "I mean, can't you listen more coherently?"

Shen Luo began to swear again: "You try it yourself?" Not a single mystic can deal with it, and you still ask me? "Do you think it could have been done by a sorcerer of Zhou Ju?" "His mystic sorcerers never leave the house, how can he determine who to burn?" Li Zesi frowned and agreed with him: "Yes, this is exactly what I am puzzled about, how these people who were burned to death were chosen. Could it be that it is really a fire-burning mirror placed on the roof of the house to gather light and shine a light on people? "! How big does this thing have to be built to burn people? Do you think that on top of this pavilion and palace, anyone can repair things? ”

"It's like falling into a fog." After some discussion, Li Zesi only felt sick to his stomach. Shen Luo turned around and kicked the old man of the mystic who was lying on the ground: "Damn, no matter what, I still have to deal with this first." "You're not leaving?" "Nope." "Why?" Shen Luo laughed: "The Wing King Mansion is very comfortable. "You're kidding." "yes, I'm kidding." There was no smile on Shen Luo's face, "Actually, I want to help Zhou Ju succeed to the throne." Li Zesi looked at him steadily: "Zhou Ju succeeds to the throne?" I guess the first thing he did when he came to the Ninth Five-Year Plan was to exile his brothers to the land of the barbarians. "No, he will definitely kill Zhou Ming first, and all the Qi King sidelines will not be left."

"Then what about King Wu?" "Spend your old age in peace. That's what I'm trying to do. "You're so naïve." "Am I naïve?" Shen Luo leaned in front of Li Zesi, his facial features distorted unnaturally and smiled, "Do you know these princes?" Li Zesi avoided his gaze: "I don't need to." "Do you know why Zhou Ju wears makeup like a woman?" "Why should I ......" "Because he lacks sleep all year round, his whole face is scary like a skeleton." Li Zesi was speechless for a while.

"In order to maintain the operation of the entire Tian Yuan, Zhou Ju only slept for two hours a day, he remembered the rise and fall of the price of every kind of goods in every market of Tian Yuan, and was able to accurately predict the food supply, from the royal officials to the peddlers and pawns, how much money they earned, how much they spent, how much land was newly reclaimed, how many babies were born, and how many homeless people died on the streets, he knew everything." "So he has to put more powder on his face to hide his ambitions?" Li Zesi asked rhetorically, "Except for Zhou Ming, everyone has a fair chance, and Zhou Hui also has it." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that you were still useful, I would have stabbed you to death." Shen Luo replied coldly, "Don't you understand what I mean? Zhou Hui is not suitable for the highest position at all, it is by no means a wine pond and meat forest, only a sword mountain and a sea of fire. "So you're thinking about him?" "Yes!" Fukara roughly dragged the unconscious mystic from the ground and slung it over his shoulder, "I warn you, don't get in my way. Zhou Ming or Zhou Ju are the same for me, but Zhou Hui shouldn't be involved! He turned his back and said in a low voice, "Protect him, and Wenwen." ”

Immediately, Shenluo disappeared into the darkness along with the old man. What nonsense are you talking about? Li Zesi thought. Now that the target has been pointed to Ji Zetang, it is really necessary to screen again to see what clues there are. Li Zesi thought as he walked back absentmindedly. The place where he encountered the Winged King's Mystic Warlock just now was the edge of the Winged King's Mansion Garden, Li Zesi walked a little farther because of the battle, in order to find the gap that had just opened from the periphery, he lit a bright light in his hand and began to search slowly along the wall. In the process, he kept thinking about what Shenluo said just now, and he was a little dazed for a while, and he didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation.

Suddenly, someone shouted. The warlock looked up in a hurry, and not far from him, a teenager's eyes widened. After the two people faced each other for a moment, the young man suddenly pointed to the bright light in Li Zesi's hand and shouted clearly: "I know you!" You're the fifth brother's doorman, and you're a mystic?! What are you doing here......" Before he could finish speaking, Li Zesi stretched out a hand almost reflexively, clasping his fingers in the void. The boy struggled in vain with his hands on his neck, his feet gradually off the ground. With a soft thud, the boy let go of his hand. His lifeless body fell from the sky and lay limply on the ground.

It took another moment for Li Zesi to realize what he had done. He galloped over and put his hand on the boy's face, who had long since died. His neck was torn, and he walked almost peacefully, and there was even a mixture of surprise and bewilderment on his face. The mystic felt as if someone had kicked him in the stomach, and his internal organs tumbled, and cold sweat flowed uncontrollably. His whole mind became hollow, and his hands trembled violently: What did I do? What's going on? Who is this person? Why is he lying here? What happened to him?!

Maybe I'm dreaming. Li Zesi thought. None of this is true. After a few moments that were almost endless, Li Zesi fell to his knees with weak legs, crawled over with a rolling belt, and spasmodically put his hand in front of the young man's nose. Nothing but death. Li Zesi's first thought was to vomit. But I can't leave vomit as a memento in all the princes' mansions. For a moment, he actually made a joke of himself with cramps. His mind raced like never before, and the mysticist's limp limbs suddenly tensed, and he got up to examine the corpse closely: the young man was dressed in purple and had a pale blue crown, and he looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. Li Zesi vaguely remembered seeing this person in the group of princes who swarmed over in the martial arts arena - this impression made him doubly disgusted.

Do you support Zhou Ju's younger brother? I've seen it just now when I peeked into the carriage entering the mansion, but it seems impossible to know the name. If according to what Shen Luo said, there are twelve secret warlocks in the Wing King Mansion who are guarding the time and direction, and the person in charge of this area has been temporarily knocked unconscious, it is estimated that Shen Luo will create a memory of the empty circle for him, so no one knows that the little prince was strangled to death by himself. There is no way to know why the little prince came to such a remote place, it may be convenient, or it may be a walk, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that if the time drags on for a long time, someone will definitely realize his disappearance, and when the time comes, a few secret warlocks will join forces, even if they escape, they will definitely be caught and broken into pieces. Li Zesi thought, it's not a pity for me to die, but how can King Wu argue Zhou?

I'm going to hurt everybody. No way. In Li Zesi's heart, an unprecedented killing machine emerged: Whoever stands in my way, go to death. He closed his eyes, his mind became extremely focused, and after a while, an adventurous thought appeared in his mind: no matter what he did with the corpse, if it could be found, then let the corpse continue to live!