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In the backyard of the Yuwen Mansion, a deep pine forest grows along the high slope, and behind the pine forest, there is a five-foot-wide blue and black sè stone path that leads to the back hill of the Magic Academy. The so-called temple, that is, the secret base of the Bright Clan in the Mingsi Empire, was built in the belly of this hill.

At this time, in this magnificent hall, Qin Feng half-knelt under the twelve-step stone steps that were two zhang wide and two zhang long, and each was about a foot high, and three magicians of different ages and wearing white sè magician robes were standing beside him......

"Okay, everyone is already clear, Elder Yuwen, let's talk about it. "The one who spoke was an old man in his fifties, with long eyes like a phoenix and thin lips like slashing, his name was Chu Yuanming, he was an elder in the Guangming clan, and his status in the clan was incomparable to that of Yu Wenji, a field elder, and he was also the principal of the Guangming clan in Dìdū this time, a high-level demon lord.

Yu Wenji, who was slightly sweaty on his forehead, bowed his head and said, "Elder Chu, Marquis Roland is a person from Nangong Wang, if it is just like Qin Feng said, then Nangong Wang can't get rid of it." But based on what his subordinates have seen, this seems unlikely. ”

With a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, a magician of the same age as Chu Zhongyuan spoke, "How is it impossible?" Xiao Feng's wound was indeed left by the Moon Demon Knife of the Remnant Moon Clan, is this still fake?" His name is Zhao Tianhe, and he is also an elder of the Inner Clan, an intermediate demon lord. Today is the injury he healed for Qin Feng.

The shriveled lips moved, Yu Wenji didn't dare to answer, he knew that the Remnant Moon Clan was a thorn in the eye of his own clan, a thorn in his flesh. Fortunately now, under his supervision, the prime minister of the empire turned out to be the Jiān of the Wanyue Clan, if this is true, this crime is really not small. Thinking of this layer, the fine sweat on the forehead is even denser.

Chu Zhongyuan glanced at him lightly, as if he was thinking about something, and said after a little hesitation, "That one named Ling Hu Jue let go in advance, and investigate the affairs of the Remnant Moon Clan first, the Mingsi Empire is the base camp of our clan after entering the world, and there is no room for error." ”

"Yes!" Yu Wenji bowed respectfully, straightened up, and hesitated to say his guess, "Tong Guò's description just now, his subordinates think that the one who killed Tianming may be Ling Hu Jue. ”

"Huh?" Chu Zhongyuan's eyebrows knotted slightly, and he said solemnly, "This makes the fox have the power to defy the heavens, and if he colludes with the Remnant Moon Clan again, this matter will be a bit troublesome." ”

Zhao Tianhe, who was beside him, nodded sympathetically, a touch of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly, "Brother Chu, I don't think it's as good as this, no matter if that Nangong Wang and the Wanyue clan are in collusion or not, let's purge his henchmen first, and then bother in the future." ”

Chu Zhongyuan smiled, how much yīn poison and ruthlessness were contained in this smile, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, in this way, Elder Yuwen, this matter will be left to you, remember, this empire belongs to our Bright Clan, and anyone with bad intentions must be eradicated, this is what the clan means by sending Elder Ben over." ”

"Yes. Yu Wenji nodded respectfully, and just wanted to retreat and leave, Chu Zhongyuan said again, "Is there any news from the person you sent to escort the Holy Maiden?"

"Not yet. Yu Wenji kept bowing, but there was a hint of resentment in his eyes. "Alright then, you can let me know as soon as there is news. Chu Zhongyuan didn't know why, and had a hint of foreboding. The appearance of the Wanyue Clan and Qin Tianming's death made him suddenly realize that this Mingsi Empire was not as simple as he imagined, and he regretted his decision not to send a master escort in the first place.

Yuwen Ji retreated, and it wasn't until his figure completely disappeared that Zhao Tianhe said, "Brother Chu, the people we brought have all gone to various places to look for elemental spirits, do you want to recruit them all back." ”

"No, I don't. Chu Zhongyuan's phoenix eyes were half-squinted, and a trace of cold light came out. "The Remnant Moon Clan is also busy breaking the seal, and it is impossible to send too many people over. As for Ling Hujue, Brother Zhao, I'll leave it to you. Hehe smiled, Zhao Tianhe's eyes had a faint hint of blood.

"Get up, don't kneel, don't be greedy for this little gain in the future. Chu Zhongyuan walked slowly past Qin Feng's side, threw down a cold sentence, and walked towards the steps. Qin Feng, who was pale, slowly stood up, but he still lowered his head, silent.

Walking up the steps, there is a beautiful huge stone chair, on the right side of the stone chair, a jade pillar is carved vertically, two pieces of jade petals like claws arc up, containing a transparent crystal ball. The pillar is black, but the stone dragon carved on the pillar is as white as jade, lifelike, and the horns are fine, and the head is raised and the eyes are poor, as if they are going to ride the wind at any time.

The hand pressed on the crystal ball, Chu Zhongyuan said something in his mouth, and the crystal ball burst out with dazzling light. A hazy and illusory figure protruded on the stone chair, gradually becoming clear and solidified, and a moment later, an old man in a silver sè magician robe and holding a strange magic staff was already sitting on the stone chair.

Chu Zhongyuan and Zhao Tianhe under the steps, Qin Feng both lowered their heads, half-bowed, and said respectfully, "Welcome the patriarch." ”

"Get up, all of you. "Of course, the old man sitting on the stone chair is not the patriarch himself, but a magic projection. Although it is a magic projection, it looks like a real person, just slightly ethereal.

"Patriarch, there are traces of the remnant moon clansmen?" Chu Zhongyuan bowed slightly, and told him what had happened, his own speculation, and the measures he was going to take.

After listening to him quietly, the old man in the projection spoke, "This is not strange. The Remnant Moon wants to muddy the waters while we are not on the firm footing, in order to conceal their true intentions. Elder Chu, just do what you say, but you should not take Linghu lightly, this person has great luck. And――――――" He didn't go on, but made a deep thought. As the patriarch, he would occasionally project here and listen to Yu Wenji's report, so his understanding of Ling Hu Jue was much deeper than that of everyone in the clan, but Ling Hu Jue's growth rate was still far beyond his imagination.

Several people in the hall were silent for a while. The old man's gentle voice in the projection sounded again, "I once told Yuwenji about the story of the falcon, I don't want to repeat it, I can only tell you, I can't give him too much room to grow, you know, there is light and darkness on his body, it is a curse of God." ”

Chu Zhongyuan didn't expect the patriarch to attach so much importance to Linghu Jue, even more than the Remnant Moon Clan, and he was a little stunned. The magic light and shadow flickered, the figure gradually blurred, and before it disappeared completely, after a long sigh, there was an ambiguous sentence: the light that the fire of darkness cannot burn, is the compass of fate, since it has begun, then continue.

After leaving the temple, Yuwenji certainly didn't know what was going on, and at this moment, he had seen the terminally ill Koro III in the bedroom in the backyard of the palace. "陛xià. Yu Wenji bowed and said, as the national teacher of the empire, the people of the Guangming clan, when they see the king, they no longer need to bow down.

"Yuwen Aiqing, visiting late at night, what is the so-called. Coro III sat on the dragon couch, his face pale, and the eunuch beside him kept rubbing his back, trying to make his breathing as smooth as possible.

"Your Majesty, the divine envoy asked Weichen to come and discuss a matter with His Majesty, to see if he can remove Nangong Wang's official position?" Yu Wenji tried his best to speak tactfully, compared with those clansmen who had lived in the secret realm for a long time and only knew how to cultivate, he had a deeper understanding of people, and he knew that excessive toughness and unreasonable arrogance would have a bad effect.

Koro III frowned slightly, and some doubts flashed in his heart: What is going on? Could it be that the temple and the prime minister of Nangong have become evil? He stared at Yu Wenji with some blankness.

Yu Wenji said unhurriedly, "This is the meaning of the divine envoy. "The empire calls those who come out of their people as messengers.

With a look of embarrassment, Koro III coughed softly and said, "I'm afraid this is a bit difficult, Yuwen Aiqing, you also know that in the current form of the court, if the widow dismisses the official position of the prime minister of Nangong for no reason, I am afraid it will cause chaos?"

Yu Wenji bit his lower lip, and after a while, he continued: "Your Majesty, this is the meaning of the divine envoy. ”

His repetition made it clear to Coro III that there was no room for negotiation for this mention. So, a wave of anger welled up in his chest, coughed violently, took the handkerchief handed by the eunuch slowly, wiped it to his lips, and what caught his eye was a dazzling scarlet. It was this scarlet bloodstain that made him sober up, and his tone began to become calm again, "That's it, Yuwen Aiqing, the widow is unwell, and I'll talk about this later." ”

"Okay, Your Majesty, Weichen retired first. Yuwenji didn't have to force Koro III to make a statement immediately, so he bowed down and retreated. As soon as he stepped out of the door of the dormitory, he heard the sound of porcelain falling to the ground inside.

Smiling slightly bitterly, Yuwenji had some sympathy for Koro III in his heart, as the king of the empire, he had to be manipulated by others, and this humiliation could be imagined.

He walked out of the palace quickly, got into the carriage that accompanied him, and galloped towards his mansion. Tonight, he had one more thing to do.