Also on this night.

Before the Assassins prepared their plans to send them to death.

Inside the Royal Palace.

Zhang Feng also took Dali Siqing to the outside of the corridor of the imperial study.

Today's thing is to take the national fortune of the three princes and the dragon vein of the Jin Kingdom.

I have already told the Holy God about this a few days ago, and today I will tell you again, and I will take action.

At the same time, wait until you come to the screen outside the imperial study.

Dali Siqing was waiting outside.

Zhang Feng bypassed the screen and walked into the study.

Now, Sun Gongcheng is waiting in front of the bed.

Shengshang sat on the bed, put down the fold with one hand, and asked Zhang Feng who came over,

"Senior brother, how is the matter with the incense case? Do you want to do it today? ”

"Senior Brother Hui, everything is going well." Zhang Feng sat opposite the saint, "Without further ado, I will prepare to take the national fortune of the three princes today." ”

"Hmm." The saint nodded.

Grandpa Sun also hurriedly took two small steps forward and poured a cup of tea for the prince.

Zhang Feng picked it up, took a sip of the sketch, and left his teeth full of fragrance, as if he exhaled a breath, and it turned into a spiritual wind.

"The name of this tea is 'Yuexiao'." Shengshang smiled and looked at Zhang Feng, who was sipping tea, "If the junior brother likes this tea, let the grandfather Sun send some to the junior brother's mansion." ”

"I don't like it." Zhang Feng shook his head, "The fragrance is too strong, and the aura is too low." I still like the 'Night Yan' that my brother gave me last time. ”

"Ye Yan?" Shengshang looked at Zhang Feng and didn't speak.

Zhang Feng also looked at the saint, thought about it, and slowly spoke: "Senior brother, is this thing too precious?" ”

"Where is it precious?" Sheng Shang directly interrupted Zhang Feng's words, but then he thought for a while before waving his hand to Sun Gonggong: "Go.. Go and take all the Yeyan in the Treasure Pavilion and let the Pavilion Master send it to the Prince's Mansion! ”

"Yes!" Gonggong Sun received the order, but he didn't dare to say more, so he walked away with broken steps.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the saint's flesh hurts.

Zhang Feng saw that the saint was so painful, but he didn't expect the saint to really give it?

Because of Yeyan's tea, not only does the saint think it is precious, but even in the rule judgment, it is also ninth-order and green.

And tea trees are scarce, only produced in the north of the extremely cold land of a peak peak.

After picking and roasting with a secret method, there is only one pound per year.

Usually, the saints are reluctant to drink, and they take out one tael every year for national gifts to return to other countries.

Only a few days ago, I made an exception and let my junior brother taste it, and who knew that I was remembered by my junior brother.

But there is no way around it.

After Zhang Feng drank it that day, he felt that this tea was brewed in a cup, as if he had eaten a perfect spirit stone.

If I remember correctly, the last time I went up to the Treasure Pavilion with the saint, I remembered that there were still five catties there, which could be used for cultivation in March.

If Father-in-law Sun takes them all, at least he will accelerate the improvement of his strength.

Zhang Feng thought about it, and now his mind is all on the tea leaves.

At the same time, the saint saw that his junior brother was in thought, as if he was still thinking about the posture of 'asking for something', but for a while, he looked energetic, naturally yawned, and changed it to a pair of trial and reform, and said in an excessive tone of state affairs: "Brother is a little tired today, what else is there to do with junior brother?" ”

'Will the Monk be tired?' Zhang Feng glanced at him.

The saint did not look at each other, but tiredly picked up a piece of music and half lay on the lean.

It looks like you can fall asleep at any time by throwing the fold.

Zhang Feng saw the appearance of the saint's send-off, thought left and right, and after thinking about it, he didn't wait for the senior brother to say bluntly, so he got up and said squarely: "Senior brother is busy with state affairs, so senior brother won't bother." ”

When the words fell, Zhang Feng turned around and left.

But before he had walked a few steps, the saint looked at the folds and said, "Senior brother, it is best for you to know the affairs of the Jin Kingdom and the national fortunes. If the junior brother tells the rest of the court, it will inevitably be misunderstood by the ministers. ”

"Senior brother knows." Zhang Feng waved his hand and continued walking.

"Brother Wei has instructed Dali Siqing, and also asked He Daochang to be on guard." The saint put down the fold, "Let them retreat from the temple for five miles today." ”

"Thank you, brother.."

Words came from behind the screen.

Zhang Feng had already walked out of the imperial study, and walked towards Dali Temple with the Dali Temple Qing who consciously closed his consciousness outside the room and did not eavesdrop.

Go to the top six floors.

These are spacious cells, but inside the cells, there is a 'transparent' aura barrier.

That's where the prisoners are held.

As long as it is locked in, the six senses will be blocked by mana.

But people from outside can still see the prisoners.

Similarly, the young master is in the innermost aura cell.

Zhang Feng walked over under the guidance of Dali Siqing and saw that the young master was inside the barrier in the cell.

And although the young master is only the strength of Jin Dan, he has also been detained at a very high level.

Now, two slender chains, passing through his shoulder blades, were tied to the wall behind him, maintaining a sitting position at all times.

Not only that, but there were also two monks watching from the outside of the prison at all times, just to prevent him from committing suicide.

But at this moment, when these two monks saw the arrival of the prince, they saw Dali Siqing nodding to them.

They saluted and came to Dali Siqing's side.

"Lord Wang." Siqing saluted again, "Then the official will leave first." ”

"Thank you, sir." Zhang Feng nodded.

Si Qing was flattered, saluted again, opened the innermost aura barrier, and went out with the two guard monks.

Wait for them to leave.

Zhang Feng looked at the young master who was still unconscious, his palm moved, and a strong wind plucked the chains on his body, making a 'whoosh' sound.

The young master's wound was pulled, and the pain that pierced the bone marrow made him wake up in an instant, but his expression was a little dazed.

It seems that he has been tortured a lot in the past few days.

Also, in such a closed six consciousnesses, you can't feel the passage of time, you can't feel any movement.

Suddenly seeing the light again, it is inevitable that there will be excitement and distraction.

Zhang Feng went to the side to find a chair and put it in front of the prison door, ready to have a good chat with the third prince and interrogate him if he still has a party.

Although the noon Dao chief has said everything he should say, if he catches a few more people, this is the power of incense for nothing.

But at the same time, when the young master slowly came back to his senses and saw Zhang Feng standing next to the chair, he smiled miserably, looking at the gray wall above his head, revealing a calm face that was not afraid of life and death.

It was also after he was imprisoned that he knew that Daqi would not let him go, and his mentality slowly changed, from fear, hope, despair, and emptiness, to the current peace of seeking death.

It is not difficult to see that the young master, as the third prince of the dead dynasty, has conspired to endure for so many years, and still has some demeanor of a prince of a country before his death.

Even if it's just for show, very few people do it.

When Zhang Feng saw the young master like this, he didn't sit on the chair for the first time, but took a few steps forward, stood in front of the prison door and asked, "How is the third prince lately?" ”

"I'm tired of the prince.." The young master's voice was dry, and his eyes were still looking at the top of the wall, "Daqi 'Tian' cell ... A prison for the royal family of a foreign dynasty..

The six senses are closed here, no one disturbs them, and the daily cleanliness is very clean, which is much more comfortable than the one I hide in the imperial capital all day."

When he said this, he tilted his head slightly and looked at Zhang Feng outside the cell, "It's just that the prince is so delicate, after withstanding the assassination of the noon chief... Have you ever slept soundly?

You need to know that this matter is only the beginning, and there will be more loyalty in the future, and you will be taken on the head...

The prince's delicate body, but be careful."

"I also bother the three princes to worry about the safety of this king." Zhang Feng heard the young master's sharp mouth, and his words were mostly sarcastic, but he didn't have much momentum.

On the contrary, Zhang Feng looked out of the door, and then pointed to the five-story cell under his feet, before he said, "Does the third prince know who lives under your feet?" ”

The young master did not answer, but looked at the top of the wall again.

Seeing the young master's appearance, Zhang Feng nodded and said, "The third prince is so calm, he must not care about the lives of the noon Dao chief and the black-robed monk under you." ”

'He..' When the young master heard Zhang Feng talk about the black-robed monk, his mind fluctuated.

Zhang Feng said, but without waiting for the young master to have any words, he said again: "That black-robed monk has confessed to the crime of assassinating this king and was beheaded at noon yesterday. ”

'He's dead..' When the young master heard that his most loyal courtier had died, he was not as calm as before, but a little sad and hateful.

Because when he was imprisoned in this prison, he also thought about coexisting and dying with his courtiers, and finally reflected the demeanor and courage of his dynasty, wanting to wake up more people who had died in the country and fight against Daqi together.

But now, the last courtier is dead, and he is really the only king left.

This kind of depression and remorse filled his heart with a sense of loneliness.

There was even more infinite hatred, which made him glare at Zhang Feng angrily.

Zhang Feng saw the young master glaring at him, but he was curious and admired: "The third prince is worthy of being the third prince." Looking at it alone, it seems that only the three princes are right to kill the king. The person who killed the three princes in this king committed the righteousness of the world. ”

"Everyone in the world knows that the Great Qi Dynasty is full of wolf ambitions!" The young master's hatred did not dissipate, but gathered more and more, "I killed you, it is to conform to the avenue!" Let Daqi apologize for the dead beings of the Three Kingdoms, and also benefit the people of the remaining Six Kingdoms! Avoid future troubles! ”

"What a benevolent monarch." Zhang Feng saw him reversing black and white, and he also knew the number of scribes in this world, maybe they were all like this.

Always label yourself as righteous, and then do the business of killing.

You must know that you have no grievances with them, even if the family teacher destroys them, it is a matter of rising to the two countries.

No way, who made him royalty.

Just killing yourself, this is a combination of private and official affairs.

Everybody knows what their purpose and intentions are.

It is nothing more than wanting to make the Great Qi chaotic and cause disasters, and in the end it is not the people who are injured.

With such a high-sounding appearance, what else is there to eliminate harm for the people.

Especially kill it, kill it, this plan failed, and before he died, he also put gold on his face, and wanted to use words to damage his own Taoist heart, which made his mind even more vicious.

If it's someone else.

I can't say that I was prejudiced by what the three princes said, and mistakenly thought that I was a bad person.

Zhang Feng thought about it, looked at the young master with a righteous look, and shook his head, "The third prince's strategy to attack the heart is indeed powerful. It's no wonder that they will use the strategy of exchanging souls for puppets to escape the catastrophe of the Jin Kingdom. ”

Zhang Feng walked to the edge of the chair, "It's a pity that your family doesn't have such a scheming, and they were arrested by me and returned to the imperial capital, and they were beheaded in the downtown one after another." ”

"Lord Wang, you only have these skills?" The young master laughed loudly, "You want to provoke me with words? ”

"The third prince misunderstood, I was just telling a fact." Zhang Feng took out a jade pendant from his arms, "By the way, it has been five days since the third prince was arrested." The prison is also closed to the divine consciousness, and he must not know what is happening outside.

This king came today, in addition to wanting to tell the three princes that the black-robed monk was corrected, he also wanted to tell the three princes that this black-robed monk was really a 'loyal soldier of the Jin Kingdom'.

Before he died, he begged the king and the prime minister to spare him, and informed the hiding place of the dragon vein in the ancestral temple of the Jin Kingdom.

This king also gave him a good pleasure and asked Mo Daochang to kill him with a knife.

But the dragon vein is always the dragon vein of the Jin Kingdom, and it is not advisable for ordinary people.

In this regard, a few days ago, I took the prime minister to the prison cell of the chief of the afternoon and took the case of the chief of the afternoon road.

Before he died, in order to pray that the soul would not be tortured, the chief of the Wu Dao also borrowed the oath of the Heavenly Dao, and took the primordial spirit of the black-robed monk as the mediator, and promised me a trace of Jin country luck.

For this grafting matter, the third prince waited for a few days.

Now, this king wants to dig up the incense case of the three princes, borrow the dragon qi of the three princes, and obtain the dragon luck of the Jin Kingdom. ”

"Want to spoil the fortune of my dynasty's dragon vein?" The young master's blood-red eyes widened, "Have you ever thought that the tens of thousands of monks in my Jin Kingdom who spread all over the world will let you go?" ”

"Just come." Zhang Feng sat on the chair, "The only Ascended Monk in your dynasty, the Noon Dao Leader is dead, and there are still some miscellaneous fish missing?" ”

Zhang Feng looked serious and leaned back in his chair, "It's not bad for the national fortune of the three princes." Instead, destroy the three princes' national fortune incense case, and then transfer your national fortune to this king. ”

"You're a thief!" The young master suddenly shouted angrily, "As a Great Qi monk, take me to the dragon qi!" Is it possible.. Are you trying to rebel? ”

The words fell, and the voice burst.

The young master endured the pain of his injuries and aggravated his tone, as if he wanted everyone in the Dali Temple in the temple to hear it, and heard that Zhang Feng, who was the king of Daqi, actually wanted to bless the dragon qi of the Jin Kingdom!

If such words are spread, it is really a big risk to the world.

Spread to the hearts of people with hearts, maybe someone will spread the word 'Zhang Feng colluded with the Jin Kingdom and wanted to rebel!' ’

This is what the young master is doing now, and it is also what the saint is worried about.

But when Zhang Feng heard the young master say so loudly, he was curious, "Who is against whom?" Is it Daqi? ”

Zhang Feng said, stood up and walked to the front of the prison, "You can shout louder and let the entire palace know."

But this king wants to tell you that now Dali Temple is five miles away, and there is no one there. ”

When Zhang Feng said this, he saw the young master's chest rising and falling, and he seemed to be angry, and he couldn't help but comfort: "The third prince is also not angry. Even if your remarks spread throughout the palace, it would not have the slightest effect on this king.

This king has already informed the Holy One of this.

The three princes can't sue the king for the crime of hiding evil intentions.

On the contrary, the third prince stretched out the soul extraction secret technique many years ago, and now his strength is only Jin Dan.

With Jin Dan's seriously injured body and weak breath, it is still unknown whether the righteous words of the three princes can be spread out of Dali Temple.

But if you get angry again, I'm afraid that the third prince will be angry at this moment and die here. ”

"You..! Ahem.." The young master breathed up, and suddenly coughed violently and affected the injury, the corners of his mouth oozed blood, and he scolded angrily: "Zhang Feng! In vain, you are a famous man in the world, a disciple of a great general! I didn't expect you to be so despicable, and your heart is like a black ink snake and scorpion! ”

"The Three Princes have won the prize." Zhang Feng nodded, and after taking a breath, he appeared in front of him, and dug out a prototype of the Golden Pill Yuan Infant from his dantian, "This king is just using his own way to govern his body." ”