This is the second time that the crow has walked into the mansion of a big man like Wanyan Qingqian, and as for the first time, it was to go to the prime minister's mansion two days ago.

From Zhuge Chen's disappearance until now, the crow's heart is full of self-blame. If she hadn't helped her friends come out, Zhuge Chen would not have confronted the people of Dark Moon Xuan, let alone involved those two big figures in the realm of the Dao realm. If it weren't for this kind of thing, Bai Yi might be standing by her side now. In the final analysis, it is still not clear that Zhuge Chen has a grudge against the entire Yunmeng royal family. If it were clear, there would be no doubt, but there would be a worry.

However, the crow would rather not set foot in these two mansions, at least in this way, there is no need to worry about Zhuge Chen's safety. It's ridiculous to say, in the Yunmeng Border, even if you just step into the Five Realms of Immortals, you can be the king and hegemon. Even when the sect was established, many people came to say goodbye. And in this imperial capital, even the cultivators of the Heavenly Mandate Realm have nothing to do in the face of many things. But there are still countless people who have sharpened their heads and want to squeeze in, as if they can make a steady stride when they come here. If he hadn't used his savings to buy a shelter in the middle of the alley, where he already had a sense of belonging, there was no doubt that Crow would have managed to escape. After all, it's not easy to enjoy life here. At best, it can only be regarded as barely living.

Fan Shou led the way in front and asked, "Son, what happened, why didn't you come in person?"

With Fan Shou acting in a leaky manner, it is naturally impossible to casually introduce strangers into the prince's mansion. Even if Shangshu wants to enter, he has to do a routine job, get off the horse and wait. If the prince doesn't want to see anyone today, he has to go back the same way. Whoever wants to be unconvinced, talk to the emperor on the dragon chair. Let's see if it's his own brother or a bunch of dispensable courtiers. But for Zhuge Chen, Fan Shou will always put him first in his heart. His current rich days are all arranged by the other party. It can be said that if he hadn't met Zhuge Chen, to this day, he is still the little guard in Dayan Capital who is called around. Even his own father can't support him, he suffers in his heart, and he can't speak.

In this imperial capital, there may be many people who have heard the name Zhuge Chen, but the only ones who can come to the door of the prince's mansion are Crow and her friends. After all, only the three of them knew about the huge deal between Bai Yi and the prince. And Fan Shou still only knows some fur in the clouds, which is related to his constant belief that the less he knows about the insider, the better for himself. Just do things steadfastly, Zhuge Chen and the prince will never treat him badly. Compared with Wanyan Qingqian, as the only remaining prince of Yunmeng, his authority is naturally great. In the imperial capital, even the six squires did not dare to make too much trouble after learning about Fan Shou's identity. Not to mention Zhuge Chen, he is the pride of the sky, a young sword immortal, even if he can't be the master of the courtyard in a few years, he will definitely be a transcendent existence.

What makes him even more disheartened about Zhuge Chen is that although Jian Xiu is an immortal, he is full of fireworks. Many things made him feel warm when he did them, and he couldn't wait to go up the knife mountain and go down the sea of fire for the white clothes. Fan Shou thought about it for a long time before he learned from a storyteller in a tavern that a confidant dies. What's more, for Zhuge Chen, he would not watch him die.

Although the crow was still flustered in his heart, after hearing Fan Shou's words, he still did not answer. How dare she guarantee that she will not bring trouble to Zhuge Chen in a few words, especially since she doesn't know what the relationship between Zhuge Chen and Wanyan Qingqian is, and it is normal to have a defensive heart.

Fan Shou is also reasonable, and after thinking about the reason, he smiled lightly and didn't ask more.

When the three of them came to Yan Qingqian's study, he knocked lightly on the door and said, "Master, a friend of the son, he said that he was coming to you." ”

It didn't take a while for a while, Yan Qingqian pushed the door and walked out, and when he saw that it was a crow, he hurriedly stepped forward, put on a smile and said, "The sword fairy has something to do today, so let you come? ”

The crow was a little flattered, but had to follow Yan Qingqian's footsteps into the house. And the girl surnamed Yan next to the crow was also a little suspicious. She knew the identity of the crow's assassin, and she knew that as the prince, she was able to give orders to half of the court assassins. Although the girl couldn't figure it out for the time being, she knew that all this must be related to the white clothes who saved the two of them with a sword in the Prime Minister's Mansion. All right

This girl who has a lot of scheming, but likes to pretend that she doesn't know anything, chooses to wait and see at this time, if the white clothes are really hand-eyed, it's a big deal to put down her body, as long as she can restore the prosperity of the family.

The three of them sat down, Wan Yan Qingqian sat in the main seat, and Fan Shou went to make tea.

"The Sword Immortal is worthy of being a Sword Immortal, and he is full of spirit! That day in the Prime Minister's Mansion, not only did he slash the Lord of the Dark Moon Xuan Xuan and the Lord of the Tomorrow Pavilion with his sword, but he was also able to leave unharmed in the midst of the heavy surrounding. Imagine that in the entire imperial capital, except for the master of Fuxiang Academy, who can do this?" Wan Yan Qingqian said with some emotion, if before this, he would only be a little unreliable for Zhuge Chen's deal to support him to sit on the dragon chair. At this time, he already believed in Zhuge Chen without reservation. Anyway, he has already been on a boat, and the higher the opponent's killing power, the happier he is. It is best to stand at the top of this world within Jiazi, and then Yunyunmeng's national power will become unprecedentedly powerful in his hands. As for why it is Jiazi, of course, it is because as a mortal, his lifespan is really limited. Even though the Yunmeng royal family does not lack that heavenly treasure, the longevity is approaching, and everything is difficult to save.

The woman surnamed Yan had just picked up the teacup, and she was almost shocked by Wan Yan Qingqian's words. Fortunately, she disguised it very well, and in the blink of an eye, she returned to her unconcerned demeanor at the beginning. Since she was a child, she has been surrounded by her father, and she has long been familiar with the way of officialdom. And after her father's death, all she thought about day and night was to be able to bring the Yan family back to its peak, and she would sit in the eldest lady who once held the moon with stars. But she is the only one, and she is too weak, so she needs to rely on external forces. But the wall fell and everyone pushed it, and after the fall of the previous prime minister, the friends around her father also ended one after another. Without relatives, she is like duckweed. When she first saw the crow, she was delighted and a little melancholy. Why wasn't the other party an important figure among the court assassins? Although she complained, she couldn't say it. But when the white dress came into her eyes, she saw hope.

The crow was a little surprised and said, "Zhuge Chen, he ...... Not only is it okay, but he killed two cultivators of the Zhen Dao realm who have been famous for a long time? Isn't it a legend in the imperial capital that those two have already entered the Great Zhen Dao realm and want to attack the pseudo-saints?"

In the study, she was the only one who was a cultivator. Although she has never set foot in that realm herself, she also knows the meaning of the word Zhendao. She naturally knew that Zhuge Chen was unreasonable as a sword cultivator, but she never thought that she would be unreasonable to such a point. She took a deep breath, and then said, "Then why hasn't Zhuge Chen come to me until now?"

"Don't worry so much, after the sword immortal battle, although he was covered in blood, he looked at the serious injuries. However, he was saved by the master of Fuxiang Academy, as long as the sword immortal was in the academy, even if the royal family wanted to cut the sword immortal with a thousand knives, there was nothing to be done after all. In time, when the Sword Immortal recovers to the peak of his killing power, the royal family that has successively damaged several generals, even if he can't give up, there is no manpower to call on. Moreover, the flower banquet is imminent, and my imperial brother has no leisure to pay attention to the sword immortal for the time being. "Wan Yan Qingqian, as a member of the Yunmeng royal family, naturally knows a lot of inside information. And in the face of the crow, he could also say without scruples: "But I heard rumors in the royal family that the reason why they know the whereabouts of the sword fairy is because the prime minister released the news." Otherwise, the imperial capital is so big, trying to find someone is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. Although I am not particularly familiar with the Sword Immortal, but in my guess, when the Sword Immortal steps into the imperial capital again, the account with the Prime Minister's Mansion will definitely be settled. Today's imperial capital is really eventful!"

Wan Yan Qingqian sighed like this, then put down the teacup, stood up and walked to the window. On weekdays, when he has nothing to do, his favorite thing is to stand here and look at the flowers in the courtyard. At the same time, listening to the birds in the cage chirp, leisurely. But now, he can do so, but he doesn't have the interest anymore.

After hearing this, the crow frowned slightly. Of course, she recognized what Yan Qingqian said in her heart, and the first thing Zhuge Chen taught her about sword cultivation was to be happy and revengeful. When you encounter troubles, there is wine to relieve a thousand sorrows. When encountering injustice, cut the cause and effect with a sword. Of course, she is not worried that a prime minister's mansion will have the means to stop Zhuge Chen. She was only worried about one thing, what if Bai Yi fell into the demon again?

In Gangyang City, she had witnessed the sword qi named Haoran turn from cyan to red.

"Don't worry anymore, Sword Immortal, he will never be fine. A proud son of heaven like that is not something we can achieve, is it?" Wan Yan Qingqian turned around and said. The rich and noble body of a mortal is only one lifetime after all. You can't bring it with you when you're alive, and you can't take it away when you're dead. But for the saints and the cultivators above, what is grasped in their hands is life after life.