When the guards of the forbidden army said this, Wu Ran's head was stunned, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"This little brother, I don't know how the princess's injuries are now" Wu Ran forcibly suppressed the anger and killing intent in his heart, and asked the guards of the forbidden army with a smile.

"This villain is not clear," the guard of the forbidden army said with his fists clenched, Wu Ran's rank is equivalent to the deputy commander of the forbidden army, although he does not belong to the same legion, but there must be etiquette.

"Then thank you to this brother" Wu Ran thanked him and hurriedly walked towards the palace, and the people behind him saw him like this, they didn't speak, and they followed.

The palace is located in the center of the capital, not far from the city gate, the group soon came to the outside of the palace, the palace is not for anyone to enter, Wu Ran asked Li Tian to take those soldiers to the post house to rest, Wu Ran is still the first time to come to the capital, this palace of the Aolong Empire, he is still the first time to see, Murong Chengcheng led the way in front, and none of the three of them spoke.

With the existence of Murong Allure, he came to the back garden without anyone stopping him, and before he approached the emperor's imperial study, he heard a roar and scolding.

"You group of waste, so many people, you haven't even found the whereabouts of the assassin, give you two days, if you can't catch the assassin, you will come to see you" Murong Aotian's roar shook the birds in the back garden, and then several soldiers dressed in command came out of the imperial study, saluted Murong Chengcheng, and left the back garden, and the three of them walked in.

"I said Aotian, the anger is not small," Wu Hao chuckled. teasing Murong Aotian.

"You guy is here, is the kid okay" Murong Aotian's original angry face disappeared in an instant, and he asked about Wuran's injury, thinking that he had already learned that Wuran was seriously injured in order to cover the escape of others.

"Uncle Murong, my injuries have healed, I don't know where Ling'er is now, how is the injury" Wu Ran bowed and asked.

"Well, let her tell you by herself, Wuhao, you were in a hurry last time, this time I stole a few bottles of good wine from the old man, I won't get drunk tonight, little sister, you also come to taste the hundred flowers of the elf clan, it's not easy for me to steal it" After Murong Aotian finished speaking, he pulled Wuhao and Murong Allure out of the imperial study, leaving a cloudy Wuran.

Suddenly, the bookshelves in the imperial study separated, and a shadow came out, looking at the lovely person in front of him, the worry in his heart exploded, and he rushed forward, Xiangyu entered his arms, smelled the familiar fragrance, hugged his arms hard, and then let go, and looked around on the beauty, as if looking for something.

"Ling'er, there is news that you were assassinated all over the capital, I don't know where the injury is" Wuran, who had been fruitless for a long time, asked out loud.

"I haven't been assassinated, so naturally I have no injuries, but what happened to Brother Ran's injuries" The beautiful woman's answer made Wuran a little strange, since she was not assassinated, why was there such a rumor.

"My injuries are almost healed, but what's the matter with you, isn't it?"

"That's right, during this time, some old foxes jumped happily, and heard the news of your injury, just when the war was resting, I simply acted in a scene, so that everyone in the capital knew that I was seriously injured and unconscious, and when those old foxes jumped out, they would catch them all" The girl said softly, with a cold light in her eyes, the enemy in the Ming is always easier to deal with than the hidden enemy.

"What do you need me to do?" Wu Ran instantly understood in his heart, looked at the girl, and asked softly.

"Half a month later, there will be the Panlong Conference on the mainland once every ten years, this session will be held in the imperial capital of our Aolong Empire, and the famous young talents on the mainland will come, and the top ten young talents will have the opportunity to be valued by the Holy Pole Gate and accepted as inner disciples, grandpa wants you to win at least the top ten and enter the Holy Pole Gate, with the support of the Holy Pole Gate, I can stabilize my position, and I can easily destroy the Ethereal Sect" Murong Ling said softly.

"I don't know what the rules of this Panlong Conference are?" "Wu Ran doesn't know what the Panlong Conference is, but Wu Ran knows the Holy Pole Gate, as a giant on the Martial Arts Continent, the ancestor of the Kai faction is a martial god who has soared, inherited for tens of thousands of years, has been peaceful outside the world, no matter good or evil, when it was first created, it was naturally suppressed by many sects and families, but it was all picked down by the first generation of the sect master of the Holy Pole Gate, and after destroying a martial god family, several first-class sects, no one dared to pay attention to the Holy Pole Gate anymore.

"Young people under the age of twenty-five can participate, but this year's Panlong Conference has a lot of masters, I heard that some lonely martial god families have sent people to participate, ready to rely on the power of the Holy Pole Gate to make a comeback, so Brother Ran has to be more careful, but this kind of event, if Brother Wuwu knows about it, they will definitely come to participate, and maybe they can meet it when the time comes" Murong Ling said softly.

"Well, I'll leave it to me" Wuran nodded, although he was definitely not weak from the Martial God Family, he Wuran was not easy to get along with.

After finishing the matter, the two hugged each other, smelled each other's smells, and said love words that never got tired.

Prince Mu's Mansion at this time.

"Have any of you sent someone to assassinate Murong Ling's girl, didn't you all say don't startle the snake?" A middle-aged man with a jade face and sword eyebrows sat on the main seat, slapping the table of the Eight Immortals with his palm, banging, looking at the few people in the lower seat with an angry expression, if anyone found out, they would be speechless in surprise, all of them were high-ranking officials above the second grade.

"Lord Mu, we are not stupid enough to send someone to assassinate Her Royal Highness the Princess at this time, I'm afraid it is a suspicious plan by Murong Aotian's guy" A burly figure stood up and said loudly, he is the administrative minister of the Aolong Empire, and his official residence is only lower than the prime minister.

As soon as this person spoke up, the people below echoed him.

"Hmph, whether it's true or not, this throne, I'm bound to get it" The man known as Mu Wang Ye snorted coldly, his voice was domineering and majestic, and the invisible aura suppressed the ministers present, who actually thought that the martial emperor was a master.

"Fu'er, this Panlong Conference, you must enter the top ten, so that your father can ascend to the throne of the emperor, whether you succeed or fail this time, I hope it is all on you" Mu Wangye looked at the young man behind him and said softly.

"Father, rest assured, I don't dare to say the top five, this top ten, there must be a place for me, the first few **** have successfully advanced to the seventh rank of martial arts" Mu Wangye's son said arrogantly, but he does have arrogant capital, Murong Fu is Murong Mu's son, more than ten years ago he was valued by a master and accepted as a disciple, and recently at the Panlong Conference, his master asked him to come to participate and hone his body.

"Prince Mu is extraordinary, the little prince is young and talented, this throne is within reach" A minister took the lead in patting the sycophants, and a group of people echoed, Murong Mu and Murong Fu laughed.