Chapter 263: Imprisoning the Seventh Prince
"I'm curious, how did he find out my secret?" Her consciousness was talking to the two of them, but her eyes never left Su Wenkang, who was ready to go.
"It's not been a day or two since this old fox did this kind of thing, we just found two secret rooms in the main hall, in addition to keeping a few noble gods in captivity, there are also several signs nailed on the wall, and the cards clearly write the identity and name of the god people he has refined." Tiangemen said indignantly.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't have imagined that he would see such a cruel scene in the East China Sea Continent.
It is said that the demons are mad, but in his opinion, once the human race becomes insidious, it makes the demons sigh to themselves.
"Could it be that the Seventh Prince has known this secret for a long time?" She was originally curious about how Su Wenkang would risk tearing his face with the Holy Monarch to save her, but now it seems that there are more secrets behind the matter.
"That's right." Fa Xuan agreed with this statement, "Although the Seventh Prince has entered the Holy Courtyard when he was young and has grown up step by step under the guidance of the national teacher, based on my observation of him over the years, it seems that he has been stopping certain things, but I have been staying in the secret realm, and I don't know what happened. ”
I see......
She looked at Su Wenkang's eyes and couldn't help but be a little complicated.
In such an environment, he can still stay sober, not only did he not use the messy cultivation methods in the palace to improve himself, but he has been secretly stopping it, such a prince can really afford a continent!
"Old Seven, I think you're tired and crooked!" Shengjun didn't expect to be stopped by his own son today, he stared at Su Wenkang fiercely, eager to strangle him with his own hands.
In the face of the strong and pressured spiritual power, Su Wenkang supported himself to take a step back, and his face became paler.
"Father, you can't go wrong again!" From the first day he could remember, he knew how many souls of spirits were contained in this seemingly glorious palace.
But every time he asked his father, he got only one answer, that is, to defend the East China Sea Continent.
He didn't understand or understand how those spirit masters could be willing to extract their souls and cast them into sculptures with the skills they had worked hard to cultivate all their lives.
Until he inadvertently witnessed the fight.
The wails and begs for mercy of those spirits seemed to haunt the depths of his soul, and he could no longer sleep.
"I wasn't wrong! Everything I do is for the East China Sea Continent, all for my royal family! The Holy Monarch shouted loudly, he knew that he should not leave this rebellious son who had been rebellious since childhood, and he should have used spells to control him first, so as not to ruin his great affairs today.
"Father! A true emperor should be dedicated to his people, not to use his people to achieve your own selfish desires! Su Wenkang's voice was trembling, and he suddenly felt that the father in front of him was so strange.
"Enough! Come on, put the seventh man down and take strict care of me, no one is allowed to go out of the Seven Kings' Mansion for half a step without my orders! The Holy Monarch directly gave the order, and several spirit masters got up from the ground and rushed towards Su Wenkang again.
"Tut-tut!" Shangguan Xue'er clapped her hands and shook her head, she was like snow in red blood across the crowd, lighting up the smoky hall, "There are so many royal stories, I heard that the Holy Monarch means to imprison his own son?" It turns out that as a saint, he has sacrificed so many people, and this saint's position is not very comfortable to sit in. ”