"As long as you're used to sitting in a maglev chair. Yinchen said, a legless, relying on magnetic force to levitate in mid-air and can automatically adjust the height of the circle chair floated from the co-pilot seat of the submarine to Xianquan's side, Xianquan showed a very bright smile at Yinchen, and did it in a proper manner, her sitting posture, her movements, from any angle are extremely noble.

"It's nothing!" she said as she sat down.

"Just get used to it. Yinchen turned to the topic: "Let me guess, are you here for the Nalan Yewang who came with a bunch of ballistas, or for the Zhao Meiyu who, according to your insiders, has the idea of rebellion, or both?"

'Neither, it's the Interpretation Sect. When Yinchen said to the northerners, Xianquan's cloudy eyes suddenly trembled, revealing a look of panic, and when it came to Zhao Meiyu, her expression did not change, which made Yinchen understand that these women with blazing white peony were afraid of the northern country.

Sure enough, they are worthy of being Queen Linghua's people, and they are all slaves of the Northern Kingdom.

However, Xianquan's reply still caught Yinchen a little off guard: "Interpretation Sect?"

"Yes, the Interpretation Sect is out of the control of my generation, and it is complicit. ”

"So you want to kill them all?"

"Yes. Xianquan's voice suddenly cooled: "The Jianghu sect has a grudge and still destroys the sect, the Xie Yu Sect betrays its master, abandons the sect's fundamental inheritance and does not practice, and transfers to other divine skills of unknown origin, such a big mistake is unrepentant and unforgivable, and it is natural to raise the faction to annihilate it, this is the rule of the rivers and lakes, but it is not that the palace insists on this, you have been mixed in the rivers and lakes for a few years, you should know." ”

"Of course I do. Yinchen leaned lazily in the circle chair and said casually, "You came here to tell me, you want to do it?"

"Yes, otherwise? Am I still asking you, an outsider, to help me when I obviously have superior troops? Wouldn't that be an extra favor?"

"You're not afraid that I'll refuse?"

"Do you really want to refuse?" Xianquan's eyes suddenly became clear, and under the cloudy pupils, there was endless distortion and madness, which was the madness of faith, the eyes of a fanatic: "This palace doesn't know what benefits the Xie Yu Sect has given you, and wants you to protect them?

As she spoke, the sleeves of her wide, plain white dress fluttered suddenly, and it was clear that she was ready to strike at any moment.

"That's right. Yinchen was still lazily lying in his chair, and the daggers around him even began to disappear one after another: "I can't climb up to any relatives in the Sect of Reconciliation, and the only merit connection has been expelled from the door." ”

"What's more, your friend and the Jie Yu Sect are mortal enemies, there is no Xie Yu Sect with him, and the great enemy is not shared! ”

Xianquan's words made Yinchen's body tense, and after a second, as if he had thought about something, his body relaxed again, and collapsed: "You actually know about killing Brother Matt?"

"It's just hindsight. Xianquan said: "This matter involves the emperor, it is complicated and difficult to understand, and time has passed for a long time, and if you can find out, there is probably only Xie Yuzong left, I hope you don't get too entangled in this matter, and also persuade your friends." ”

Yinchen listened to Xianquan's words and clicked: "I'll try my best." ”

He is plain on the surface, but in fact, there are still many waves in his heart. From Xianquan's words just now, he knew that this matter, like Zhao Lingyun's mother's matter, was an outright political scandal, and it was the kind that could not be investigated. After all, the first emperor has been dead for a long time, and he has done many great things and good deeds during his lifetime, and the people are deeply blessed, this is already the final conclusion of the imperial historians' coffin, and even the temple number is "Emperor Ren", so no one in the whole country dares to criticize it, because irresponsible remarks about a dead emperor who has already closed the coffin are intolerable behaviors that the imperial culture itself will not tolerate. Even if Yinchen wanted to pursue it, he was afraid that no one would respond to him, and even the person concerned, Wan Jianxin, might object.

What's more, the deceased is gone, and no matter how much it is investigated, it is meaningless to expose the shortcomings of the emperor, which will not bring the victims of the Wan family back to life, but will make the people who are still alive carry a heavy burden. Since everything is irreparable, then don't pretend that everything can be undone, just let the victim be able to maximize revenge, revenge, or compensation, and that's enough.

Just like Wan Jianxin, his current heart knot is the Jieyu Sect, and the Jieyu Sect paid the price for the destruction of the Wanjia Sect, and that's it, as for Renhuang? Isn't the price he paid for all kinds of things in his life enough? The strong man at the peak of Jindan was boiled into a dry bone by government and military affairs, and died screaming, how can it be said that it is not a good death.

Xianquan looked at Yinchen's uncertain face, and slightly showed a very restrained smug smile, and the hand in his sleeve was slightly clenched into a fist and released. She believed she had succeeded in moving the silver-haired man.

"You should take a good old donkey's advice. Xianquan added in due course.

"I still refuse. Silver Dust said softly.

"Why?" Xianquan was not in a hurry this time, she believed that Yinchen's current refusal was just to ask for a price: "If you want something in return"

"I don't want any pay, I just refuse. Yinchen showed a smile with an incomprehensible meaning, and his smile made Xianquan surprise fiercely, and the little fire that had just risen in his heart was also extinguished.

She suddenly realized that this man was by no means really refusal, or rather, he already had his own plan.

Although negotiating with a person who has her own ideas means that she will be led by the nose, but in order to solve the trouble of the Interpretation Sect, Xianquan is ready to pay a certain price, she put away her smile on the surface, pretending to be unhappy, but she smiled patiently in her heart, waiting for the other party to exhaust her hole cards.

She knew very well that at this time, there was no possibility of breaking down the negotiations between them, the goals of the two sides had been the same, and the next question was how much to pay and how to act.

"This palace doesn't think you'll protect the Interpretation Sect to this extent. Even if there was a short-lived cooperation agreement before, it is time to be invalidated. Your friend has a blood feud, it is impossible for the Reconciliation Sect to coexist in the world, and you yourself have been attacked by the Interpretation Sect, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, you must also ask for the Fa, otherwise you will really be weak and deceitful! This palace does not believe that an Interpretation Sect can have any decisive attraction to you, after all, you don't seem to be a person who only cares about beauty."

"The reason for my refusal has nothing to do with the Reconciliation Sect. Silver Dust made it clear: "I'm just worried that this ship will be surrounded by your wind." You should know that although we are safe for the time being, there is lava outside the hull, and if the hull is damaged, or loses power, then no one including me will want to survive. Since you know that the Interpretation Sect can't be too important to me, do you think I'll pay for my life for their destruction?!"

"I see. Xianquan was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "This palace originally thought that you didn't allow me to wait here to make trouble, but because I didn't like to make noise, I didn't expect that this magical place turned out to be so fragile......

"Nuclear submarines are breached from within. Silver Dust muttered meaningfully.

"So do you have a way to make it a little stronger, if you can turn half of the tunnel into such a magical place?" Xianquan immediately asked the crucial question, and she knew that the answer to this question was the key to deciding whether to act or not. If yes, then everything is easy to say, if not, then Xianquan must prevent Leng Quan from taking any action against the Interpretation Sect, and lie dormant, she knows that even Leng Quan himself will never want to take his own life for the sake of a Interpretation Sect that is destined to be destroyed.

"It takes time. Yinchen replied in the affirmative: "Renovation is much more difficult than construction, and it will take me at least a day." ”

"Then can you guarantee that the Interpretation Sect will not be able to go anywhere this day?" Xianquan felt that he had already asked the last question, if the answer to this question was yes, then the plan to annihilate the Interpretation Sect would have to enter the implementation stage.

"Xie Yu Sect is very good at running, so you guess you decided to do it here?"

"It can be said that as long as they have the slightest chance, they will slip away, and there is no good way for my generation, so this palace came to see you in such an informal way. ”

"In one day, this ship won't float up, it won't dock, and unless the girls of the Interpretation Sect really have the ability to swim in the magma, they won't be able to go anywhere. ”

"Well, sorry for your efforts. Xianquan stood up and pushed a small piece of jade jue in front of Yinchen with Gangfeng: "Even if it is not a transaction, the remuneration must be paid, otherwise people will say that the imperial royal family is untrustworthy and unrighteous." This piece of jade jue will be shown to the housekeeper of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and you will be taken to a specific treasure house to choose from. Thank you very much, and please smile. ”

Yinchen took Yu Jue, held it tightly in his hand without looking at it, and then stood up and saluted: "Princess Meiyi, Your Majesty doesn't dare not accept it, but there is one thing to remind Her Royal Highness Princess, that is, I am equal to the people of the same boat, and I must work together to overcome the magic dragon, otherwise, I will not be able to live in this rolling lava." ”

"It's an honor to be in the same boat. Xianquan bowed goodbye, then turned to leave.

She walked up to the man lying on the ground, and suddenly bent down like lightning, stretched out a thin, white hand, grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him out of the metal door like a dead dog.

After going out, Xianquan showed a victorious smile on his face, and that smile looked particularly gloomy: "Sure enough, it's a guy who is greedy for life and death, then it's easy to do, since you can watch Xie Yuzong die and protect yourself, then in the face of the True King's faction, you should be able to endure the pain, right? Anyway, even if you pull the True King to be buried with you, this palace feels that it is very worthwhile." ”

She was so proud.

She knew that although the elimination of the Xie Yu Sect was important, it was only a chess move, and the real intention of the Hou Party, the real mission of the Blazing White Peony Pill, was to eliminate all forces outside the Hou Party, and the true king Zhao Lingyun, who had great influence in the army, was obviously the biggest obstacle and enemy faced by the Hou Party after the literati leader Yin Shanluan. The six women of the blazing white peony are actually the dead soldiers who came to carry out the suicide attack, whether it is in this mysterious enclosed space or somewhere else, it is their highest ideal and the most arduous task to let the true king and father die in the secret realm for no apparent reason.

She smiled, because she thought she had won, and having lost the Interpretation Language Sect, an ally who might have been co-opted by the True King, the isolated True King faced the double strangulation of the Demon Might Pavilion and the Blazing White Peony, and it was obviously a foregone conclusion.

She smiled, but she didn't see the monstrous snow that filled her pair of white silver pupils the moment the metal door closed.

"Nuclear submarines are all attacked from the inside, so, there can't be outsiders in the nuclear submarine!" Yinchen turned around with a sneer, he didn't sit down, he just stood and turned on the screen on the console, and soon, another submarine file appeared there.

It was a smaller, but more dangerous nuclear attack submarine, completely different from this one. It is not propeller-driven, but shaftless pump jet propulsion, which will not be shown at all on the sonar of this old nuclear submarine where Silver Dust is located.

Silver Dust snorted, and the originally shining silver pupils dimmed again: "I guess those crazy women won't do it right away, let's hurry up and sleep first......" he muttered and disappeared in place.

......

In the blink of an eye, twelve hours passed.

Most of the divine warriors had only water and no food supply, so they could only put their own dry food in hot water, and then lay down on the fluffy Simmons and fell asleep. A handful of disciples walked in front of the doors of the rooms, guarding the white-lit corridors, recovering their strength with the food they had just eaten and the hot water they had drunk. Everyone felt like they were born again, and most were grateful to the silver-haired "mage" who had saved them from an impossible situation, but no one was able to clearly realize that they were still in danger.

The giant fire dragon chewed up the remaining half of the tunnel and swallowed it, but it was not late to satisfy its "meat", so it was very unhappy to spew a palace-sized fireball into the dark underground space, and then stomped its feet irritably, and the huge soles of its feet drove a tsunami-like magma, rumbling and pushing the submarine, in order to avoid being crushed by one foot, Silver Dust could only let the submarine escape in the opposite direction of the dragon, and burrowed into a lava river hidden underground.

Flying a submarine in an underground river is quite dangerous, it is easy to run into a reef and sink, and if you want someone to drive it, you need to be highly concentrated, and Silver Dust's energy is almost exhausted, and it is simply not enough to take on such a task. Fortunately, the AI at the terminal of the Kanonikor civilization is extremely powerful, and without considering the stealth, radar, sonar and optical detection systems, the AI-controlled submarine can easily avoid various undercurrents, whirlpools and reefs, and slowly move forward with an old-fashioned propeller motor.