"That damn guy, is he so anxious to force the families to take sides?"

An old man with gray hair angrily tapped the ground with his cane, probably because of his age, and this anger made him obviously a little out of breath.

"Father, Prime Minister Dong wants me to get rid of all the families that don't obey him."

In the darkness next to him, a figure walked out, with a tall and thin figure and a grim expression on his face, and the whole person was like a snake waiting for an opportunity in the dark.

"You are now the fastest knife in Dong Zhongyan's hands, you have gained his trust, and you have done a good job Wei Zhen."

The person who came out of the gloom was Wei Zhen, who stayed in Baixin City, and this old man was Wei Zhen's father, Wei Wentong, the head of the Wei family.

Wei Wentong, as the minister of Bai Xinguo, was originally at the same level as Dong Zhongyan in terms of status, and even had a prestige above Dong Zhongyan, and was also one of the three ministers with the highest prestige in addition to Liu Nan, the prime minister at that time.

Wei Wentong, Dong Zhongyan and Feng Wu, these three were the three ministers with the highest status except for Prime Minister Liu Nan, and now Dong Zhongyan rebelled and Feng Wu died, leaving Wei Wentong who has not confirmed his position.

However, the entire Baixin City knew that when the first king was in power, Wei Wentong and Dong Zhongyan did not deal with each other, and the positions of the two were even more incompatible.

If Dong Zhongyan was a representative of ambition in the past, then Wei Wentong was a loyal faction that firmly supported Prime Minister Liu Nan.

But Wei Wentong's heartfelt face, only Wei Zhen knows, only he knows that his father Wei Wentong's loyal face is disguised, and even the former prime minister Liu Nan was deceived by Wei Wentong's acting skills.

From the moment when Dong Zhongyan assisted Gongliangjin to usurp the throne, Wei Wentong decisively arranged for Wei Zhen and Wei Wei to start approaching Dong Zhongyan, and even wanted to send Wei Wei to Gongliangjin's side.

Fortunately, it was just in time for Wei Zhen's Wei Wei's master Wu Zhiming's birthday, which gave Wei Zhen the opportunity to send Wei Wei out of Baixin City.

"It's over, father."

Hearing Wei Wentong's appreciation, Wei Zhen's face did not fluctuate in the slightest, but he bowed slightly.

"Now no one in Baixin City can resist Dong Zhongyan, and resisting him is also the most unwise choice, but for the sake of my reputation, don't express my position for the time being, Dong Zhongyan still doesn't dare to touch me."

Touching his beard, a smile appeared on Wei Wentong's face, now that Liu Nan has been sent back to his hometown, it is estimated that there will be more luck and less luck on the road to home, so only he must show that he wants to be loyal to the princess.

Symbolically show his position, and then wait for the right opportunity to submit to Dong Zhongyan and Gong Liangjin, Wei Wentong smiled slightly, he had already planned everything for himself.

"Wei Zhen, from tomorrow onwards, if anyone dares to speak out in the court like today, then you are ready to make a move."

patted Wei Zhen on the shoulder, the smile on Wei Wentong's face became more and more obvious, if everything went according to his arrangement, then he would even have a chance to squeeze out Dong Zhongyan and take the position of prime minister himself.

No matter how bad it is, he can sit on the position of a general.

"Yes, father."

Without looking up, Wei Zhen slowly exited the room.

The weather in Baixin City today is not good, the light rain has been falling all day, and the weather is also drowsy.

After walking out of the room, Wei Zhen looked up at the sky, this kind of gloomy weather had not been seen in Bai Xin City for a while.

The subordinates who pass by from time to time in the Wei family's compound will subconsciously avoid Wei Zhen, because Wei Zheng's side is more cold and biting than the light rain.

"Prosperous and prosperous, passing clouds and ......"

Gently sighed, Wei Zhen put on his hood and left the Wei family's compound quickly.

On Zhongshan Mountain, Gongliang Mo has been entering the spirit mound for a day, and he sees that the sky is almost dark, and Gongliang Mo is still the first step into the spirit mound.

Candle Li was not in a hurry, just like a statue, standing outside the spirit mound and looking at Gongliang Mo, it is not easy to choose a treasure that can resonate with his soul, generally the stronger a person's soul, the stronger the treasure that responds to him.

It's a pity that the weakest treasure in the spirit mound doesn't seem to look down on Gongliang Mo now, it seems that Gongliang Mo is still too weak.

However, it seems that there was a treasure that responded to Gongliang Mo just now, and the purpose seemed to be to control Gongliang Mo, and of course Candle Li noticed it at the first time.

But this is also an opportunity, as long as there is a treasure that can be bound to Gongliang Mo's soul, as for controlling Gongliang Mo, there is a candle away, this will never happen.

At the same time, Candle Li also noticed for the first time which treasure was responding to Gongliang Mo, it was a Western knight spear similar to Candle Li's previous life, with a short handle and a huge conical body.

The whole body is silvery-white, and it is carved with ancient and mysterious patterns, but among the treasures everywhere, it is not a particularly outstanding one.

If Candle Li's memory is not mistaken, this gun should be called "Spear of Judgment--- Langenis", and the final liberation language should be ten words, which is not a very powerful treasure in the mound.

However, it seems that this Langenness seems to be the only treasure that responds to Gongliang Mo, although the motive is not very pure.

And in the spirit mound, Gongliang Mo really began to be confused by Langenness's power, and his consciousness began to be a little unclear.

"Revenge, judgment, destruction, give it all to me."

Demonic whispers continued to echo in Gongliang Mo's ears, covering all those sarcastic voices, constantly luring Gongliang Mo to walk slowly towards the knight's spear.

"Say their names, say the name of the destruction you want~"

"Dong Zhongyan ......"

Gongliang Mo staggered towards the spear stuck in the ground, and began to mumble the names of people in his mouth.

"Su Wen ......"

Stopping, Gongliang Mo stood next to the knight's spear with white eyes, and softly spat out the second name in his mouth, while his arm began to slowly raise with some trembling.

"Say that last name!"

Some crazy bloodthirsty voices rang in Gongliang Mo's ears, and at the same time, a blood-red figure began to rise from the knight's spear, which was the spirit of this spear of judgment, Langenis.

Gongliang Mo's hand stopped in mid-air, opened his mouth but didn't make a sound, and the blood-red figure opened his scarlet eyes and looked at Gongliang Mo.

"Say the last name in your heart that you want to destroy~"

The blood-red figure raised his hands and put them on Gongliang Mo's shoulders, his scarlet eyes bent out of an arc, as long as Gongliang Mo said the last name, then it would devour Gongliang Mo and inherit Gongliang Mo's hatred and destruction at the same time.

"Gongliang Jin."

The voice fell, and Gongliang Mo's hand grasped the handle of the spear.

"Good."

The blood basin's mouth opened violently, swallowing the whole person in one gulp.