That's ten trillion taels of gold! Coupled with the gold reserves of the Jinlas Commercial Bank, it is definitely an astronomical value, so much gold has actually disappeared out of thin air, and the saint-level powerhouses at every pass outside are actually in a coma.

Although Sikong Chiayi was scared to death, he didn't dare to stay, and immediately entered the palace to tell Sikong Zhengyang. When Sikong Zhengyang got the news, he immediately ordered martial law in the whole city and opened the strongest city defense system.

Sikong Zhengyang was furious, rushed up and smashed his fist on Sikong Chiayi's chest, and a terrible howl resounded throughout the underground vault.

Thinking that his gold had been robbed, Sikong Zhengyang was furious, and he had completely lost his mind, he punched Sikong Chiayi again and again, and roared loudly: "Where is my gold? What about my gold? You return my gold, don't you say that even a fly can't fly in here?"

"Damn it, there are so many traps, defensive circles, and so many saint-level powerhouses, you actually lost the gold!"

"You stupid pig! Even the pig beast is more useful than you, I also named you the prince, I am blind to my haha

"How much gold is here, do you know how much gold there is? That's 10 trillion taels of gold! How could so much gold be missing? Say, are you guarding and stealing from yourself? Say! Don't you say that I will destroy your nine clans?"

After thinking about it, it seemed that he was also among the nine clans, Sikong Zhengyang roared: "I'm going to skin you alive! I'm going to make your life worse than death! ”

"Your Majesty's anger! I believe that the prince will not be guarding and stealing, and the priority now is to find the gold, which is only a few hours. With so much gold, it is impossible to transport it out of the imperial capital. Emperor Ling Tian interrupted Sikong Zhengyang's roar.

Sikong Zhengyang also seemed to understand what Emperor Ling Tian meant. He stopped and kicked Sikong Chiayi hard. Sikong Chiayi once again erupted into a scream like a pig. With a muffled snort, Sikong Chiayi spit out a mouthful of blood, his body shrank and shrank, his whole body trembled, and it seemed that he only had the last breath left.

Of course, this is also Sikong Zhengyang who spared his life, otherwise, he would have been sent to hell a long time ago.

"Your Majesty, it's not good! it's not good!" said Master Greg's voice from outside the vault. Immediately afterward, Lord Greg stumbled in.

Sikong Zhengyang was on the fire, and said loudly: "What are you panicking about? You are the right minister of the empire, the right minister! What does this look like? Look for yourself, see for yourself, it's like a dead mother, is it so serious?"

Lord Greg was scolded by Sikong Zhengyang, crying and mourning, standing in place and not daring to talk. He was secretly bitter in his heart. Isn't this more serious than the death of my own mother? Even if my own mother died, I would not be so anxious!

"Look at it, it's disheveled, and your hair is messy. Where is there still the appearance of the right minister of the empire?" Sikong Zhengyang scolded loudly again: "See, the vault here has been stolen! All the gold has been stolen! Is there anything more important than this?"

At this moment, several more people rushed in tremblingly. They saw Master Greg standing like a statue. looked at Sikong Zhengyang under the anger again, and they were so frightened that their faces were bloodless. Trembling all over, and a timid one. He sat down on the ground directly, and his crotch was already wet.

Seeing these guys, actually from the other three commercial banks, Sikong Zhengyang frowned, finally calmed down, he coughed twice, and said: "Right Minister, let's say, what's the matter? What is worth making such a fuss about?"

Lord Greg's dead fish eyes blinked twice and squeaked: "Back to Your Majesty, the vaults of the three commercial banks have been ransacked!"

"Say it again!" Sikong Zhengyang grabbed Lord Greg by the collar and roared loudly.

Lord Greg was already weak with fright, and if Sikong Zhengyang hadn't grabbed him by the collar, he would have collapsed on the ground by now. He was sweating profusely, his vest was already soaked, and thinking of so much gold being robbed, he bit his silver teeth: "Your Majesty, the underground vaults of the other three commercial banks have been looted. ”

Sikong Zhengyang was dumbfounded, he stared at Lord Greg blankly, his eyes flashed with blood-colored waves, and he threw Master Greg out of the way. He pointed at a few people behind Greg and roared: "A bunch of stupid people! A bunch of rice buckets! Check it out for me immediately, if you can't recover the gold, all of them will be beheaded and punished by the Nine Clans!"

At this time, Sikong Jiakai also rushed in in a panic, shouting loudly as he ran: "Your Majesty, it's not good!

Sikong Zhengyang looked back and found that Zuo Xiang Sikong Jiakai was sweating profusely, and behind him were actually the heads of many clans in the imperial capital, his eyes gathered, and he roared: "What's the matter? What are so many people doing here? When this is a vegetable market? This is the underground vault of the bank, which needs to be kept secret." ”

Sikong Jiakai wiped a handful of beads of sweat from his cheeks, stepped forward tremblingly, and said with a sad face: "Back to Your Majesty, these families were robbed last night!"

At this time, Sikong Jiakai also seemed to have discovered the empty vault, and also found Sikong Chiayi and Master Greg lying on the ground spurting blood, and exclaimed, "Is this place also looted?"

Sikong Zhengyang suddenly felt that he couldn't take a breath, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The four major commercial banks were robbed, so many big families were looted, and the imperial capital defense of the Tianlong Empire was useless, could this not make Sikong Zhengyang angry?

The successive blows made Sikong Zhengyang's qi even more angry, completely losing his former calmness, and in a fit of anger, he actually vomited dozens of taels of blood. Sikong Zhengyang's eyes were dazzled, his body was shaky, and Emperor Ling Tian helped Sikong Zhengyang up, otherwise he would have fallen down.

Sikong Jiakai didn't care about being blamed, and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort: "Your Majesty is angry! Your Majesty is angry! We need to calm down now and find this gold, I think this matter is very strange, is it the same group of people who looted the strategic reserve warehouse last time?"

"I think the modus operandi is almost the same, and I took so much gold without moving. Emperor Ling Tian also analyzed.

The robbery of the four major commercial banks means that the empire's economy will collapse in an instant! This enemy is inevitably too crazy, this is to destroy the Heavenly Dragon Empire! Sikong Zhengyang thought of this, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, if it wasn't for Ling Tian Emperor Jun to support him, he would definitely sit on the ground with his butt slumped.

Emperor Ling Tian slowly injected Dou Qi to alleviate the stagnation in Sikong Zhengyang's body, Sikong Zhengyang relieved his breath, he stood in place, the whole person seemed to have been taken away by the Soul Hook Messenger, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Master Greg wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, like a pug wagging his tail, and came up again, almost crying, and called: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty, take care of the dragon!"

Looking at Lord Greg who still had blood stains on the corners of his mouth, Sikong Zhengyang took a deep breath: "The whole city is under martial law!" Ling Tian, notify the royal forbidden land, the empire has entered the first-level combat readiness!"

The defense level of the empire, the first level of combat readiness is the state that can only be opened when it is attacked by the empire, and once it is opened, the entire empire will be under military control. In less than a moment, the imperial capital was under martial law, which is what the Emperor Charm saw as three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry.

In the Wenqin Hall of the Imperial Palace of the Heavenly Dragon Empire, Sikong Zhengyang summoned several important ministers to discuss the crisis facing the imperial capital. The Royal Forbidden Land also sent a large number of saint-level powerhouses and five sub-god-level powerhouses, and their main role was how to recover this batch of stolen gold.

The four major commercial banks are important tools for the operation of the empire's economy, and if they are not dealt with in time, it is very likely to cause the empire's economy to plummet. And the other twelve families that were ransacked, Sikong Zhengyang didn't have the heart to take care of it.

But it is clear that the thieves who stole the gold and the thieves who ransacked the twelve families are the same people, as long as the gold of the four major banks is traced, then the culprit of the robbery of the twelve families will naturally be found.

Sikong Zhengyang changed into a clean robe, and his complexion looked much better, so much gold, if he wanted to transport it away at one time, it was impossible. They didn't know that Murong Yu's spatial ring was enough to hold the entire Cottria City, if they knew about Lu Dao earlier, then there would be no need to investigate this case, it must have been Murong Yu's doing.

In the entire continent, even if Murong Yu made his own space ring, the capacity was limited, the large one had more than a dozen cubes, and the small one was only two or three cubes. Even if it was a little bigger, increasing to dozens of cubic meters, it would be impossible to transport all the gold reserves of the four major commercial banks, not to mention the ten trillion taels of gold sent by the Heavenly Saint Empire.

Everyone thought that the gold must still be in the city of Cortria, but it was unknown where the thieves had hidden it. Last time, it could be explained that the demons were transported away through the magic array, so what about this time? It can't be the demons too, right?

Sikong Zhengyang, accompanied by Emperor Ling Tian, came slowly, sat on the dragon chair with his ass, his gaze swept over the dejected ministers below, and closed his eyes in pain.

The current Wenqin Hall has gathered the core figures of the Tianlong Empire: the left and right prime ministers Sikong Jiakai and Grig, Marshal Noga, His Royal Highness the Quasi-Prince, Sikong Xuan, the Demon Emperor, Emperor Ling Tian, and the three emperors who originally guarded the palace.

Near the wall, there were also five sub-god-level powerhouses in gray cloth robes, who had just arrived from the royal forbidden land to help find the murderer. They collectively closed their eyes and recuperated their minds, completely ignoring the existence of Sikong Zhengyang, if it weren't for the order of the ancestors, they would not have taken care of these mundane things.

Thinking of so much gold being robbed, Sikong Zhengyang felt angina again, and he pointed at the ministers and scolded angrily: "A bunch of fools......!

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