Xu Mochen propped up the table with one hand, and he stopped.

It is very likely that the prisoners in Dali Temple Prison are not the real former Nanwei sects.

This is a trick to deceive him.

Thinking, he gritted his teeth, "Contact Shisu, I want her to accompany me to the prison again."

As soon as these words came out, Tang Derun also understood: "Your Majesty, you suspect that the people inside have been dropped."

"There is a possibility," the more Xu Mochen thought about it, the more reasonable it became, "These people should have a role, so they were removed early."

From the very beginning, he was charged with fornicating with the courtiers with the intention of rebelling, and the purpose was to get rid of this group of people.

Thinking that it took about ten years to unify Middle-earth, and during this period, so many countries were destroyed, and the clan members of many countries should be disposed of in the same way.

The other party has been planning all this for a long time, and it is right under his nose.

"Looks like I'm really derelict in my duty!" Xu Mochen's tone was angry.

Tang Derun received the order, and he was about to go out to make arrangements, when a small bird flew over.

He stretched out his hand, and the bird was pulled over and landed firmly in the palm of his hand.

Tang Derun took off the note on the bird's leg, and his face changed: "Your Majesty, Miss Zisu is seriously injured."

"What." Xu Mochen turned around, not long ago, he told Zi Su to secretly visit the remaining people of the former Nanwei Sect, he just went to the prison yesterday, and something happened here today.

The other party's prediction was very accurate, and he seemed to have been prepared for a long time.

"The urgent report of the embroidered envoy that there was an accident in the city," Tang Derun handed over the note, "There are all kinds of people in that place, including immortal cultivators, so it's not clear if it's related to the matter investigated by His Majesty."

"Lead the way," Xu Mochen waved his hand, "The timing is too coincidental, I said it was unintentional, I don't believe it."

The two quickly moved and arrived at their destination.

This is the area of the southeast area of the capital, and the people who live here are all people of three religions and nine streams.

When Xu Mochen arrived, he vaguely felt several divine senses sweep by.

"It should be a subordinate of the courtiers," Tang Derun whispered, "They also have to pay attention to the stability of the capital, so there are immortal cultivators infiltrating.

Because of this, according to the report of the embroidered messenger, the other party did not have time to kill her, and the girl was spared."

The accident was in a small alley, and when you entered the alley, it was a family.

This family's house looks very ordinary, and its status is not high.

"It's a place where the low-level people live," Tang Derun explained, "Some of the clan members of the former Southern Patriotic Kingdom were arrested after they were convicted, and some of them were exiled here."

Xu Mochen entered the alley, only to see that the walls on both sides were all traces left by sword qi, and the residual sword intent could be vaguely felt on his skin.

"It's the Immortal Cultivator who struck," Tang Derun walked in front, carefully looking at the sword marks and the blood spilled on the walls, "This person is very fast, it shouldn't be more than three breaths."

Looking around, there were no corpses, only a few dark shadows of ashes.

"Miss Shiso's subordinates belong to the Netherworld," Tang Derun pointed to the ashes, "After the fall, it will naturally disappear, and only this little thing remains."

"I remember you said," Xu Mochen was expressionless, "Among immortal cultivators, you can't start killing casually, that's to ask for guilt."

Tang Derun smiled bitterly: "There is such a rule in the Ten Directions World, but it is only a rule, and the conflicts that should occur cannot be avoided.

Moreover, these people belong to the Yingyue Sect, and His Majesty also knows that the Yingyue Sect supported the former Southern Patriotic State back then.

In today's situation of the unification of the great cadres, to put it bluntly, it is the decline of the sect."

Even if they are killed, if they want to avenge their grievances, the Mo Alliance and other sects will not care.

Xu Mochen was silent, to put it bluntly, the relationship between immortal cultivators and the imperial court and the Jianghu sect is not fundamentally different.

It's just that they treat life more contemptuously, and they kill when they say they kill.

Xu Mochen and the two

, entered the house in the alley, and there were people who embroidered clothes standing inside, and they saw the two of them saluting.

"People are in there." A commander debriefed.

Xu Mochen went in and saw Shisu lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his face pale.

As soon as he swept his senses, he knew that her Qizang Divine Mansion was almost shredded, and it could be said that she was seriously injured.

There is no panacea to treat this injury, and it will not be better if you rely on yourself or outsiders to assist in healing.

Even if you take the pill, it is impossible to recover without a few months of recovery.

There was a thin hole in the wall of the room, which was left by the sword when it was pierced.

"The sword technique used," Xu Mochen saw it, "but it doesn't seem to be like the sword art of the Xianxia world."

"Only the sword body has no hilt, a thin sword with a pure hilt," Tang Derun reached out and touched the hole, "One blow is sure to hit, it is a special technique for assassination."

In other words, this immortal cultivator is practicing this kind of magic used in assassination.

"There were no weapons left at the scene," Xu Mochen walked to Zisu's side, opened it and looked at it, the clothes on his chest were indeed full of blood, "Right in the middle of the matter, the sword intent penetrated in, injuring the Qizang Divine Mansion."

"It could also be an invisible sword condensed by aura," Tang Derun followed him, "Or the flow of ice blades, which melted after making a move."

Although the two were not at the scene, they reasoned about the same.

"Can it be cured?" Xu Mochen asked.

"It's not the field that Weichen is good at," Tang Derun's tone was a little helpless, "But Concubine Xian and she are both from the Netherworld, maybe there is a way."

"Bring it back to the palace secretly," Xu Mochen commanded, "and what about the inhabitants of this family?"

"Your Majesty," the embroidered envoy stepped forward, "all over here."

As he spoke, he motioned for another door.

Xu Mochen had a very bad premonition, he pushed open the door, and immediately rushed to the front with a burst of blood.

The room was large, with more than a dozen corpses lying neatly.

Each corpse was neatly cut in half along the center of the eyebrows.

What a vicious method.

"Identity?" Xu Mochen turned his head.

"The wife of King Cheng of the former Nanwei Clan, as well as their children, and a few of them are domestic servants," the commander investigated, "The lower officials have checked the household registration and are sure that it is correct."

Tang Derun was clear: "Miss Shisu and her subordinates should have recognized this place when they found it.

I don't want her whereabouts to be exposed long ago, and when the other party sees this situation, he simply kills them all."

Xu Mochen's cheeks clenched, and he pinched his thumb: "Zi Su is an immortal cultivator, he should be very cautious in his actions, how can he be so easily exposed."

This shows that there is only one possibility, and the other party is staring at the palace all the time.

As soon as Shisu came out of the palace, others immediately followed.

The crowd waited for his orders.

"How much more do you know about this?" Xu Mochen asked.

"Not many people know about the news of the blockade," the commander replied, "just that there was a theft." Z.br>

"Immortal cultivators, they shouldn't be able to hide it," Tang Derun shook his head, "But Wei Chen estimates that they won't care too much."

The one who died was just a member of the clan of the dead country, and it was not a big deal.

"Hold it down," Xu Mochen was still uneasy, "lest someone take advantage of this to make waves."

When it comes to the former Yugoslav Guardian Country, he has to think more.