"Liu Dingrui's abacus played very well, and the whole thing can be said to be leaky. After determining the schedule of Heqin, Liu Dingrui secretly asked his henchmen to collude with the Western Regions Demon Sect, pretending to inadvertently leak the specific information of me and Heqin, and in order to prevent future troubles, he even killed all those who knew about it to ensure that the rumors would not leak. ”

"Except for you, Lord Wang. Lingxi stared at the Cold Front Sword Saint, who was already full of panic, and said lightly.

"Lord Wang, do you know about this matter?" Li Mu asked in surprise, he realized that he had been an official for so many years, and there were so many secrets in the court that he didn't know.

"Lord Wang has served as the personal guard of the eldest prince Liu Dingrui since he was young, and the relationship between the two naturally does not need to be said, and according to the rules of the palace, the guards around the prince and princess who will eventually become the emperor will be automatically promoted to the chief of the palace and control the entire palace guards. It is precisely because of this that Lord Wang was able to sit in the position of the chief of the imperial front as he wished when his own strength was not the first in the dynasty. Lingxi continued.

"Lord Wang, isn't it the first in the dynasty?" At this time, not only Liu Changxi, but many officials who were not very old were a little confused.

Wang Zhiyu is a cultivator of the transcendent realm, the strongest person in the dynasty, and he is named the Leng Feng Sword Saint, this is a fact recognized by the entire Tunan, how can it not be the first in the dynasty?

A small number of elderly officials, including Li Mu, bowed their heads and remained silent, a name had naturally appeared in their minds, and the long-sealed memories were slowly revisiting.

Blazing Sword Master, Wang Zhilian.

At the age of fifty, he was successfully promoted to the realm of the gods, and he was the first person in the dynasty eighteen years ago. At the same time, he is also the younger brother of the Cold Front Sword Saint King Zhiyu.

The two brothers are equal in strength, and they can also be called extremely talented, known as the peerless pride of the Tunan Kingdom, and the most perceptive person in the palace guard line since its establishment. Despite this, his younger brother, who was a few years younger, was always one position ahead of his elder brother in the middle of his cultivation.

Qi deficiency, breaking the air, and staying in the spirit, every step is the younger brother walking in front. Wang Zhiyu knew in his heart that every time he was promoted to the realm, his younger brother would selflessly inform himself of the experience and method of realm breakthrough, so that he could get through the bottleneck that had plagued him for a long time.

Although it is known as the peerless double pride, only the person concerned knows that in terms of cultivation, there is an insurmountable gap between Wang Zhiyu and Wang Zhilian.

What's more, the eldest princess Liu Lingxi, who Wang Zhihuan followed, is also far ahead of the eldest prince Liu Dingrui, who is not learned and unskilled, in terms of talent.

If this continues, the position of the chief of the imperial front will inevitably be taken away by Wang Zhilian, which is absolutely unacceptable to Wang Zhiyu, who has longed for that position for fifty years.

So there was an instant hit between the two. Replace the edict and usurp the throne. Liu Dingrui got the throne he had coveted for a long time, and Wang Zhiyu finally defeated his younger brother who had been pressing him as he wished.

Under the gaze of Lingxi's sharp eyes, the memories in Wang Zhiyu's heart that he had always been unwilling to remember surfaced uncontrollably in his mind. He will never forget the eyes of his younger brother who stood in the audience when he was crowned the former chief of the emperor.

Wang Zhiyu originally thought that he had robbed his younger brother of the position, and Wang Zhiyu might be angry, unwilling, and even cut off with himself.

But he was wrong. I love

Wang Zhihuan not only did not show the slightest negative emotion, but generously congratulated Wang Zhiyu, and frankly admitted that his brother was more suitable than himself as the commander of the palace guards, and he just wanted to be by the eldest princess's side wholeheartedly, focusing his energy on pursuing the peak of martial arts, and striving to reach the realm of the legendary Taibai one day.

At that moment, Wang Zhiyu's heart could be described as full of mixed feelings, and he couldn't forget Wang Zhiyu's calm tone when he said this. The goal he has been pursuing is just an insignificant position in the eyes of his younger brother, and there is nothing more shocking than this.

Wang Zhiyu's dream is only in this small court, and his younger brother Wang Zhilian's dream has long been comparable to heaven and earth.

It was also at that moment that Wang Zhiyu's jealousy, hatred and rejection of his own brother reached its peak, and compared with his excellent brother, Wang Zhiyu had a feeling of self-shame for the first time.

So when Emperor Liu Dingrui explained to him the Western Regions Demon Sect's plan to rob darts, Wang Zhiyu took the initiative to accept it without thinking about it and took charge of the matter.

Wang Zhiyu knows very well that the eldest princess and her relatives, Wang Zhilian will definitely follow. Unlike himself, Wang Zhihuan did not marry a wife and have children, for his younger brother Wang Zhilian, in addition to pursuing the ultimate in martial arts, he only had the protection of the eldest princess in his heart. He has always regarded the eldest princess as his own daughter.

There is Wang Zhilian, who is in the realm of God, even if the No. 1 Demon Sect in the Western Regions makes a move, I am afraid that it will be difficult to succeed.

In order to successfully complete the task, Wang Zhihuan must be completely eliminated first.

Fortunately, at that time, a hall master who was the liaison of the Five Poisons Sect gave Wang Zhiyu a highly poisonous poison Gu, and instructed him that no matter how strong his martial arts were, as long as he was bitten by this poisonous insect, it would be absolutely impossible to use any true qi within an hour. If you are not careful, your true qi will get out of control, and then you will explode and die.

That poisonous Gu is the poison of a thousand spiders.

Before leaving, Wang Zhiyu said goodbye to his younger brother Wang Zhilian, and gave Wang Zhihuan a sachet, telling his younger brother that this is a fragrance specially designed to dispel the desert heat.

And the poisonous Gu worm of a thousand spiders slept in a dark compartment outside this sachet.

There is a natural connection between the Gu worm and the Gu refiner, as long as the distance is competing, it can be awakened, and at that time, the Gu worm can crawl out unconsciously and complete its mission.

Although Wang Zhiyu repeatedly instructed his younger brother to carry this sachet with him, after all, this was not a foolproof solution, and no one knew whether his younger brother would throw it away somewhere or give it to others. Wang Zhiyu thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to go on a trip himself to ensure that the plan could be implemented smoothly. If they are discovered, they will be confused on the grounds of "worrying about the safety of the road".

It turned out that Wang Zhiyu was too worried, and his younger brother Wang Zhilian was extremely excited and happy after receiving the gift, and he carried this sachet close to him all the way and never took it away.

And when the Western Regions Demon Sect came out, the Gu worm in the sleeping sachet also completed its mission as he wished, leaving his own Gu poison in the body of this super master of the Divine Retention Realm.

Wang Zhiyu can't forget the surprised expression when Wang Zhilian was poisoned, and he can't forget the disbelief in his eyes when he picked up the sachet.

For countless nights in the past eighteen years, that look would torment Wang Zhiyu repeatedly in his dreams.