The Mansion of King Zhao.

On the vermilion gate, gold lacquer embellishment, gold and red interlacing, all show the power and prestige of this master.

The two majestic stone lions sit on their sides, like the most loyal guards guarding this magnificent palace.

Wanyan Honglie is the sixth prince of the Jin Kingdom and was named the king of Zhao.

His people are humble and courteous, courteous corporal, resourceful, just on the occasion of the envoy to the Great Song Dynasty, the Great Song Dynasty's mountains and rivers geographical survey is clear, and its essence and wisdom can be seen.

Although the current Wanyan Honglie is powerful, he is still only a supreme minister, and with his ambition and ambition, I am afraid that he will not be willing to be subservient to others like this.

Not far away, Lu Li stood in the treetops, hiding in the shadows, his eyes looking at the sky above King Zhao's mansion from time to time.

Suddenly, a little red light appeared in the mansion, and the fire quickly spread along the wind.

Lu Li jumped from the treetops several meters high, and when he reappeared in the light, his appearance and clothes had completely changed.

Lu Li took a leisurely step and stepped into the Zhao Palace.

"The little prince is back?" One of the guards at the doorway tried to slip on.

"Hmm." Lu Li, who had changed into Yan Kang's appearance, responded very perfunctorily.

The second ancestor of the little prince should be arrogant and domineering, and his eyes are above the top.

"You take me to Mr. Liang's residence." Lu Li commanded the stammering guard.

"Little prince, please come with the villain." The guard was overjoyed.

The prince of his own family invited a few masters from the rivers and lakes to help, and they all received orders not to neglect those distinguished guests.

It's just that no matter how expensive a guest is, it's just a guest, where is it more important than pleasing your little prince.

Following the guard, he turned left and right in the palace, and finally came to a remote and secluded courtyard.

If no one leads the way, it may not be easy to find Liang Ziweng's residence in this huge palace.

After sending the guards away, Lu Li shouted "Mr. Liang" a few times in the courtyard.

Seeing that no one responded, he broke straight in.

A strong smell of herbs, accompanied by a faint fragrance, came to the nose in an instant.

Lu Li sniffed a few sips, only to feel that the coldness that he had just been contaminated with at night was dispelled a lot for a while.

"It seems that this Liang Ziweng really put a lot of thought into it."

Lu Li whispered to himself, and his keen eyes immediately scanned the room one after another.

A half-human-tall bamboo basket quickly caught his attention, and after walking closer, Lu Li saw the blood-red pit viper through the gap.

The serpent was lazily curled up in the bamboo basket to take a nap, not noticing that an uninvited guest had broken into the room.

A hint of joy appeared on Lu Li's face, and he took out a small scroll from his body, spread it out and covered it on the bamboo basket.

"Seal!"

With Lu Li's low snort, several simple marks formed on his hands at the same time.

The bamboo basket disappeared into the room along with the blood-red pit viper, and on the originally blank scroll, there were several more pitch-black rune spells.

"Although the [E-level treasure chest] is a bit pitted, most of the time the things that come out are still quite practical."

Lu Li casually threw the scroll in his hand, and there was a hint of comfort on his delicate face.

This trip to King Zhao's Mansion was really easy and somewhat unexpected to him.

Put away the scroll and tap it at Lu Li's feet.

After going to the eaves, a few flashes blended into the vast night.

……

The words are divided into two ends, and the situation on Huang Rong's side is not so smooth.

The palace of King Zhao was heavily guarded and there were many masters, and each place arranged two sentry posts in the shadows, during which several teams of guards constantly patrolled and guarded to prevent someone from assassinating King Zhao.

Huang Rong is very smart, but the experience in the rivers and lakes still lacks some heat.

Although he escaped the attention of the dark whistle and set the fire smoothly, just when he wanted to escape, he was accidentally discovered by the guards of the palace, and then he was blocked by a group of masters invited by Wanyan Honglie.

Although Huang Yaoshi is known as one of the five unique "Eastern Evils", he is naturally a superb martial artist.

But she is extremely spoiled for this daughter, which leads to Huang Rong's miscellaneous martial arts.

In addition, she is lazy and slippery on weekdays, and now she meets the Lingzhi Master, Peng Lianhu, Sha Tongtian and others are invincible, not to mention Ouyang Ke, who is also the heir of White Camel Mountain on the side.

However, these people are all treacherous and cunning, and their experience in the rivers and lakes is so vicious, although their martial arts are much higher than Huang Rong's, but before they can't figure out her background, they don't dare to hit her hard.

This little girl has a beautiful complexion, but she is good at martial arts at a young age, and there must be a master behind her.

Now it's just a few mansions in Zhao Wangfu, what does it have to do with them?

If you hurt her, and thus offend an enemy you can't provoke, it really won't be worth it.

On the rivers and lakes, unless you are an enemy of life and death, you have to fight to the death as soon as you meet.

Otherwise, it is better to leave a line in everything and see each other in the future.

"So many people have joined forces to bully me as a weak woman, and after so many moves, I can't try my martial arts. If I don't, I'm leaving. ”

Huang Rong was secretly anxious in her heart, but her pretty face was a little aggrieved and miserable, with a pitiful look, and she took a few tentative steps out as she spoke.

"Girl, be slow, in Xia Ouyang Ke, but I haven't asked for advice."

Ouyang Ke was dressed in white, heroic, with a folding fan in his hand, blocking Huang Rong's way, with a graceful demeanor and a smile on his face.

"Slow down!"

A slightly anxious voice came from the wall, and there was a deep concern in his tone, followed by an elegant-looking middle-aged man.

"I've seen the prince." A group of masters led by Ouyang Ke saluted slightly.

"Hmm."

Wanyan Honglie just responded casually and perfunctorily, and then ignored them anymore.

This is a great discord with the usual style of Corporal Lixian of the prince, and the masters can't help but look up curiously.

I saw that Yan Honglie's eyes looked at Huang Rong, and there was a little self-blame in his soft expression, and after sighing slightly, he said in a harmonious voice: "Rong'er, after all these years, you still refuse to forgive your father?" ”

Huang Rong was also slightly stunned, and then a faint smile broke out at the corner of her mouth.

This bastard surnamed Lu took the opportunity to take advantage of me again!

Huang Rong secretly scolded angrily, but she quickly had a plan in her heart.

Seeing that she had a bad face, she scolded angrily: "When you left me and my mother, how much suffering did our mother and daughter suffer, do you know how our mother and daughter have come over these years?" ”

A bitter love drama kicked off here.

This is the story of a suave young prince who abandons his wife and daughter by mistake.

With the words of the two, the hearts of the masters quickly made up the cause and effect.

"You go, in the future, this Zhao Wangfu, when do you want to burn it, and where do you want to burn it. Just let me know, my father will help you burn it, and you must not exhaust your body. Wanyan Honglie looked at his daughter distressedly and said with a lot of money.

“……”

Fortunately, I didn't hurt this aunt before.

The masters of Zhao Wangfu secretly rejoiced, and they all thought in their hearts: Although the prince was at fault first, he has to say that he is really a good father who cherishes his daughter!

"I'm not rare!" Huang Rong stubbornly snorted coldly and stomped heavily under her feet.

With Yan Honglie's order, naturally no one would step forward to stop him, and Huang Rong quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"The ugly things at home make everyone laugh." Wanyan Honglie turned around and said with an embarrassed face.

"Wherever and where, the prince is affectionate and righteous, and he is really a model for us." The masters responded one after another.

After Yan Honglie said a few words, he couldn't wait to leave.

Since it was a farce, the masters didn't care, and soon left the scene with a smile on their faces.