Song Mofei was still angry, Long Ziyan chuckled lightly, and said lightly: "Forget it, don't worry about the maids." 【】”

The voice is crisp and tactful, comparable to a yellow warbler singing on the branches.

Rao is Song Mofei and Song Qingyi have read countless women, and when they hear such a voice, they can't help but feel their muscles and bones, and their hearts are itchy.

Imagine that she is already beautiful in men's clothes, and if she wears women's clothes, she doesn't know what kind of country and city she will be in!

Seeing that she didn't care, Song Mofei breathed a sigh of relief, and the corner of his eye glanced at Song Moran, who was pale and his eyes were closed, and frowned: "What's the matter with him?"

"Back to the world, the little prince made an appointment to fight with someone, and was seriously injured and unconscious!" Song Fu's head drooped lower and lower, the master was injured, if the mansion investigates it, these minions will also be in a catastrophe.

"Oh?" Song Mofei shrugged his eyebrows when he heard this, and said lightly: "Song Moran's cultivation talent is good, who injured him?"

asked like this, and it was very strange in my heart, after all, Song Moran was the little prince of Jingwangfu, and there were few people who dared to touch him in the imperial capital. Now that he is still injured, his peers have both the background and the strength to move him, Song Mofei really didn't expect anyone to have this ability for a while.

"Song Li of the County King's Mansion!" Seeing the prince asking, Song Fu became more respectful.

"What?" Song Mofei's eyes almost popped out, and he said in surprise: "You just said that it was the waste from the County King's Mansion that injured him?"

"Hui Shizi, it is that Song Li!"

Song Mofei immediately exchanged glances with Song Qingshan, and they could see a little surprise in the other party's gaze.

Long Ziyan, who had been looking around and was indifferent to this matter, when she heard the word "Song Li", her eyes rolled and she said lightly: "The Song Li you are talking about, is it the waste son of the county king's mansion who has made a lot of trouble in the imperial capital these days?"

"Hey, Her Royal Highness the princess also knows about this kid?" Song Qingshan felt a little surprised, it seems that Song Li's kid is very famous, even the little princess who lives in the prince's mansion knows it.

Long Ziyan smiled slightly: "I occasionally listen to the attendants mention it." A cultivator who has been stagnant for many years, and suddenly his realm skyrockets, this kind of thing is indeed rare. ”

"Hehe, that kid from the Junwang Mansion has been in the limelight recently, first singled out Cheng Zhengxiang and Little Levi, and now he has beaten Song Moran, and he really feels like a character. Song Mofei sneered, his words full of disdain.

"It is rumored that this kid has eaten the nine superb holy pills of the princess of the county, even if it is not true, he must have eaten some kind of elixir with remarkable effects, otherwise his realm would not have exploded so quickly. A pity is like gold, and Song Qingshan said slowly.

Superb Saint Pill?Long Ziyan smiled and shook her head. The saint-grade pill is the supreme treasure of the world, how can it be said that it is like fried beans? As soon as you eat it, it is nine pills? How terrifying is the energy contained in the superb saint pill? With the physique of a cultivator, it is estimated that if you eat just one, you will be blown up by the energy that destroys the world and die, not to mention that there are still nine pills! You don't have to pay taxes to brag.

If there was really a superb Saint Dan, she wouldn't have to leave the family since she was a child and come to the Holy Lion Empire. The saint-grade elixir should be able to dissolve the evil energy in her body and make her reborn. It's just that this saint-level superb elixir, how can it be so easy to find? In the entire Nebula Continent, the number of Saint Pill Grandmasters is also only a handful. I haven't heard of anyone who can refine a superb holy pill yet. This kind of lie can only deceive these ordinary people who don't understand the pill, and for people like Long Ziyan who have a deep family background and are well-read and memorized, they can be pierced as soon as they are pierced.

For Long Ziyan, the only thing that made her a little interested was the rumor that Song Li's cultivation waste wood had been reborn overnight. Although she is not a waste of cultivation, she was born with abnormal meridians, and there is a vein of "poisonous fire" in her body, if it were not for the extremely strong exercises inherited from her family, and the perennial use of precious medicines, she would have been burned to ashes by this "poisonous fire" long ago! The entire family used countless resources, but they could not remove this "poisonous fire" in her body The vein was completely dissolved, and she was forced to send her to the Holy Lion Empire, there is a well in the palace of Prince Gayin, which seems to be connected with the extreme yin and cold qi in the leyline, and cultivating next to this well can temporarily suppress the poisonous fire surging in the body. In this way, as long as the poisonous veins in her body are not removed, she will never be able to leave the Holy Lion Empire.

Of course, this is not the life that Long Ziyan wants. So when I heard Song Li's deeds, my heart moved. Since Song Li can be reborn, then she should be able to too. Find a time, she plans to capture that kid and torture him to see what kind of pill he has taken and what method he has used to have such an effect. ，

This is also the reason why she is willing to come to Jingwangfu to walk around today. In addition to inquiring about the news, there is also the intention of enveloping these two princes. After all, there are some things that she is not convenient to do in person. If these two sons are obedient, they can be allowed to act as pawns.

Life in the Holy Lion Empire is too boring, so you might as well find some "games" to do. Long Ziyan is a person who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and after living in Prince Zhong's Mansion for so many years, she is about to burst out. Since the rise of Song Li's kid, the imperial capital has really been a lot more lively, making Long Ziyan's already restless heart come alive. She decided to absorb some horse pawns under her command to form a force and make some noise in the imperial capital. Song Li's kid is quite capable of making trouble, so you might as well take him as an opponent and have a good time.

"Waste is waste, how much strength can he have if he relies on the realm fed by his wife to feed the pills? I see, it's not how powerful Song Li is, it's that Song Moran is too incompetent!" Song Mofei looked at Song Moran's pale face coldly, snorted heavily, and said disdainfully: "Waste!"

Song Moran is a concubine, and compared with Song Mofei, a prince of the main family, who is upright and red, the difference in status cannot be calculated. Song Mofei didn't care much about this half-brother, and he wouldn't come forward to avenge him. On the contrary, he felt that he was so incompetent, especially when he lost the face of King Jing's Mansion in front of the little princess, which made Song Mofei angry.

Seeing that Shizi was angry, the entourage didn't dare to tell him about Song Moran's bet that he had lost the tinder. With his violent temper, if he knew about this, he might be able to slaughter Song Moran on the spot.

"Carry this waste away, don't get the pestle in here. Song Mofei waved his hand impatiently, and the entourage carried Song Moran into the inner courtyard with a cigarette and looked for someone to heal him.

After the entourage disappeared, the two princes seemed to have forgotten what had just happened, and carefully accompanied Long Ziyan all the way to the outside of the mansion. For Song Mofei and Song Qingshan, it is not a big deal for a prince to be injured at all. Although Song Li's waste has been quite able to toss recently, for the gentlemen of their class, it is like watching a jumping grasshopper, and they can step on it when they want to die, and they won't take it to heart at all. The only thing that was a little curious was what kind of pill Song Li was eating. But with their identity, they didn't bother to ask.

No matter how the two princes didn't take it to heart, the news that Song Li had beaten Song Innoran and won back the fire quickly spread in the imperial capital.

The waste boy suddenly became a master, challenged the little prince at a higher level, and the plot of winning the battle was widely spread in various teahouses, hotels, theaters and other public places, and was also adapted into various versions. Each version can make people's blood boil, this kind of inspirational story of a small person suddenly exploding and defeating the strong with the weak is still quite marketable among the crowd.

The key thing is that the color of this competition is actually the most mysterious and revered treasure on the continent - fire!

People of all walks of life have a strong curiosity about such a rare treasure as tinder. In the Holy Lion Empire, if you want to get ahead, there is only one way to cultivate. Those waste firewood who don't have the talent for cultivation, if they were born in a wealthy family, they can be a carefree man with no worries about food and clothing, which is not bad. If you are born in a commoner or a pariahish family, it will be miserable, and you can only be a slave and a lowly servant for the rest of your life, and you will have no future in your life.

Cultivation is the only way to change one's fate, so almost everyone in the Holy Lion Empire is a monk. Everyone knows that the pill is very helpful for cultivation, so the alchemist is so popular. And the alchemist's favorite thing is precisely the tinder. The higher the level of the elixir, the higher the requirements for fire. If there was no high-quality fire, even the Saint Pill Sect Master would not be able to refine a top-grade elixir.

But the rarity of the fire is even more powerful than that of the alchemist, as the so-called rarity is precious, and over time, it has become a treasure in people's legends.

Somehow, the little prince of Jingwangfu actually photographed a spark in Mandela. But because he underestimated Song Li's strength, he gave up the fire to others. In short, various versions of the story tell the ups and downs of the process, and Song Li suddenly became a model of a big counterattack by a small person, and a famous young hero in the imperial capital.

Song Li rose to fame after this battle and became one of the most powerful figures in the recent imperial capital list.

A few days later, the chamber of King Jing's mansion.

Prince Zhong Song Xingchen sat in the center, King Jing Song Xingguang and King Kang Song Xingyun were separated from each other, and the three of them exchanged views on the recent situation between the government and the opposition while drinking tea.

"Seventh, this king heard that the sixth son's son injured your youngest son?" Speaking of the halfway point, Prince Zhong Song Xingchen inadvertently thought of this matter.

King Jing Song Xingguang frowned slightly, a few days ago, the entourage carried Song Moran back, saying that he was injured. At that time, he felt strange, although it was said that Song Moran was a concubine, and his status in the Jingwang Mansion was not as good as that of the prince. But in the eyes of outsiders, he still represents the image of King Jingfu, and he is the kind of Song Xingguang. Who is so bold that even the son of the Seven Kings dares to fight?