"Stop. ”

As soon as Wang Zhi left the town, he heard a loud shout. Wang Zhi's eyes lit up, and he secretly said in his heart, a few days ago, I was looking for trouble with other bad guys, and now there are bad guys who take the initiative to come to the door, this walking in the rivers and lakes is really interesting.

Matsumoto Gang and the middle-aged scribe stood in front of Wang Zhi, and Wang Zhi judged from the breath of the two of them that these two obviously had bad intentions.

"What are you two people, you dare to block the way of Young Master Ben, you are really looking for death. Wang Zhi glared and scolded loudly. He felt that scolding the bad guys was very imposing.

The middle-aged scribe smiled slightly and said, "Boy, it's really not easy for you to have such a cultivation at such a young age. ”

Wang Zhi said coldly: "Knowing that I am powerful, you still dare to appear in front of me? Since you are bad people, then Young Master Ben will clean you up today." ”

Wang Zhi didn't want to talk nonsense, so he directly pulled out his long sword and attacked Matsumoto Gang and the middle-aged scribe.

Matsumoto Gang and the middle-aged scribe saw Wang Zhi's swordsmanship, and the two glanced at each other, this is the five-element swordsmanship of Wang Yue, the unequaled city lord, is there anything this kid has to do with Wang Yue?

The middle-aged scribe shouted: "Matsumoto-sama, take down this kid." "Although he is an onmyoji and is proficient in spiritual secret arts, his martial arts are very weak, and he still has to make a move from Matsumoto Gang to deal with Wang Zhi, who is the master of the Great Perfection.

Matsumoto Gang stepped forward and blocked the middle-aged scribe, and the true qi on his body suddenly exploded, blocking Wang Zhi's attack.

"Boy, although you have a bit of talent, you are only a grandmaster martial artist, do you really think that you are invincible in the world?" Matsumoto Gang sneered. "I tell you, talent does not mean strength, this world. Strength is king. ”

Wang Zhi's little face was shocked: "What? How can you be so strong? You are a Heavenly Dao Realm martial artist!"

Wang Zhi knew that he was in trouble this time, no matter how talented he was, he was not an opponent of the Heavenly Dao Realm martial artists.

"Escape!" Wang Zhi saw that he was invincible and wanted to escape, but Matsumoto Gang didn't give him a chance at all.

Matsumoto Gang flicked his fingers, and a finger force shattered the long sword in Wang Zhi's hand, seriously injuring him. Matsumoto Okamoto's hand-picked blow. has the strength of millions of catties, which is not something that Wang Zhi can compete with as a nine-year-old child.

Wang Zhi fell to the ground and lost his mobility. secretly said in his heart: "Daddy is right, the rivers and lakes are sinister, it seems that I am really in trouble this time." ”

The middle-aged scribe smiled at Wang Zhi and said, "Boy, now you know how powerful Matsumoto-sama is." But don't worry. We're not going to kill you. We want to send you a great fortune. Haha......"

With blood on the corner of his mouth, Wang Zhi asked in a cold voice: "Who are you? Do you know who my father is? My father is Wang Yue, and I am the young master of Wushuang City." You'd better let me go, or my dad won't let you go." ”

Wang Zhi is smart, but after all, he is only a nine-year-old child, and when he encounters danger, the first thing that comes to mind is naturally his father.

The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "From the moment you used the Five Elements Sword Technique. We guessed that you were Wang Yue's son. However, don't say that you are the son of Wang Yue. Even if you are the son of the Jade Emperor, we can't let you go. ”

With a smile in his eyes, Matsumoto Gang nodded and said, "Yo Xi." Wang Yue's son? Wang Yue and us Dongying people are mortal enemies, we will turn his son into the emperor, and then let their father and son fight each other, this is a great thing for us Dongying. ”

Originally, Matsumoto Gang still wanted to kill Wang Zhi, but after thinking about it, anyway, the middle-aged scribe knows spiritual secret arts, which can change people's memories, as long as Wang Zhi becomes "Lian Chengzhi", isn't it.

As for Wang Zhi's true identity, they didn't care.

With hatred in his eyes, Wang Zhi sneered: "It turns out that you are from Dongying. Hmph, my dad will find you soon, you are dead, and none of you want to live. ”

Matsumoto Gang sneered: "Threat, it's useless. ”

Matsumoto Gang grabbed Wang Zhi and disappeared with the middle-aged scribe.

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Matsumoto Gang brought Wang Zhi back and sealed Wang Zhi's meridians with his true qi, making him unable to move.

"The rest is up to you. Matsumoto said to the middle-aged scribe.

The middle-aged scribe smiled slightly and said, "Matsumoto-sama, don't worry, it's up to your subordinates." I will definitely let Wang Zhi, this kid, become the prince of Lian Chengzhi. ”

Wang Zhi and Lian Chengzhi were lying on the bed, less than three inches apart. This distance is the best transmission distance for spiritual memory.

The middle-aged scribe used the secret technique of Onmyoji to begin to transfer Lian Chengzhi's memories into Wang Zhi's mind. But the passage was not smooth.

Streams of memories rushed to Wang Zhi's mind, but Wang Zhi instinctively resisted.

Cold sweat broke out on the middle-aged scribe's forehead, and he was shocked in his heart: "This kid's willpower is so strong, even in a coma, he can even resist my spiritual secret technique." ”

When people are in a coma, their willpower is the weakest, and even if they resist, it is only out of instinct, but Wang Zhi's instinctive resistance is a little unbearable for middle-aged scribes.

"I must succeed, or I will be counterattacked, and I will become a waste. The middle-aged scribe roared loudly in his heart.

The Onmyoji's spiritual secret technique is mysterious and unpredictable, with strange power, but it is not omnipotent, once the object is too strong and is devoured by the spirit, the Onmyoji will also have to pay a huge price.

Wang Zhi's instinctive resistance became stronger and stronger, and the green tendons on the middle-aged scribe's forehead flared up, and he said loudly: "Lord Matsumoto, hurry up and convey the true qi into my body, I can't support it anymore." This kid's willpower is too strong. ”

Matsumoto Gang pressed his palm on the middle-aged scribe's back, and the powerful True Qi energy was transmitted to the body, and the middle-aged scribe obtained the True Qi energy before he could continue to perform the spiritual secret technique.

Although Wang Zhi's willpower is strong and his instinctive resistance is complete, after all, he is only a nine-year-old child, and he is still in a coma. No matter how strong Wang Zhi's instinct is, he is not the opponent of the middle-aged scribe and Matsumoto Gang after all.

Three hours later, all of Lian Chengzhi's memories were transmitted to Wang Zhi's mind. And Lian Chengzhi completely lost his life.

"Is it done?" asked Matsumoto nervously.

The middle-aged scribe breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It should be done." But this kid's will is really too strong, if it weren't for Matsumoto-sama's help. It will be impossible for the subordinates to complete the task. It's a pity that Prince Lian Chengzhi is completely dead. ”

Matsumoto Gang said: "There is no pity, now, Wang Zhi is the prince of Lian Chengzhi." You know this, I know, God knows. If a third person knew about it, we would all die without a place to be buried. ”

Once Wang Zhi's true identity is revealed, not only Wang Yue will kill them. Even Emperor Toei would not let them go. At that time, they will be cornered, the world is so big, but there is no place for them.

The middle-aged scribe said solemnly: "Matsumoto-sama rest assured. The secret of Prince Lian Chengzhi. I'm not going to say it to anyone. ”

Matsumoto nodded and said, "That's fine." ”

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Wang Zhi woke up and found that there were a lot of memories in his mind, as if there were two souls in one body.

"Who am I?" Wang Zhi muttered, "I'm Wang Zhi, I'm Lian Chengzhi?"

The middle-aged scribe stared at Wang Zhi's eyes and asked, "Your Highness, do you remember your subordinates?"

Wang Zhi asked, "Who are you, and who am I?"

The middle-aged scribe said, "Your Highness. You are Lian Chengzhi, you are the only son of Emperor Dongying Kazuo Jimmu. You will soon return to Dongying to inherit the throne. ”

Wang Yue's eyes lit up. seems to have confirmed his identity: "Yes, I am Lian Chengzhi, I am the prince of Dongying, and I want to go back to Dongying to inherit the throne." ”

Under the guidance of the middle-aged scribe, Wang Zhi finally confirmed his identity as the prince of Dongying.

The middle-aged scribe had surprise in his eyes, and he knew that his and Matsumoto's plan had succeeded.

Now, Wang Zhi is Lian Chengzhi.

The middle-aged scribe comforted: "Your Highness, you have been sick and unwell in the past few days, you have a good rest, and Weichen has retired." ”

The middle-aged scribe came out of the room and said to Matsumoto, "Matsumoto-sama, I succeeded, I really succeeded. ”

Matsumoto Gang's eyes were also full of excitement, he knew Wang Zhi's talent, and in the future, Wang Zhi ascended the throne of the emperor, and he Matsumoto Gang would be in power all over the world.

Matsumoto Gang looked at the east and sighed: "I didn't expect it, I have one day to return to Dongying in Matsumoto Gang, and I will definitely return to Dongying with the prince and let him sit on the throne." ”

The middle-aged scribe said happily: "Lord Matsumoto, I have already arranged for the people below to build a sea ship, and in three days, I will be able to leave Shenzhou by boat and rush to Dongying." ”

Matsumoto nodded and said, "Well, you did a good job, I will remember your credit." Before he finished speaking, Matsumoto Gang's sword came out of its sheath and instantly stabbed into the chest of the middle-aged scribe.

The middle-aged scribe looked at Matsumoto Gang in shock: "Matsumoto Gang, you actually ......"

Matsumoto Gang sneered: "The prince's secret, the more people who know, the more danger there is." Don't worry, I will definitely send the prince back to Dongying, hand him over to His Majesty the Emperor, and you can go with peace of mind. ”

"Matsumoto, you can't die well!" the middle-aged scribe cursed.

Matsumoto Gang's sword slashed upwards and split the middle-aged scribe in half.

"It's you who can't die well, I'm going to return to Dongying in Matsumotogang, not only to be glorious and rich, but also to have power over the world. Matsumoto Okanta sheathed his knife and said to the corpse on the ground.

"Come on, dispose of the corpse, and then burn the qiē here, we will take the prince to the East China Sea immediately, and three days later, we will leave for Dongying. ”

More than a dozen Dongying warriors came in and hugged their fists and said, "Yes, my lord." ”

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Wushuang City, City Lord's Mansion.

Wang Yue was anxiously pacing in the main hall, but Yan Ying looked at him with a complaining expression.

"Wang Yue, what did you teach your son, why has there been no news at all after so many days?" Yan Ying asked loudly.

When Wang Yue was at home, he not only taught Wang Zhi martial arts, but also taught him survival and hiding skills. So Yan Ying complained to Wang Yue, if he hadn't taught his son these things, even if his son went out, with the power of Wushuang City, he would be able to find his son's traces soon.

Wang Yue frowned and said, "Don't worry, as long as my son is fine, there will definitely be news." ”

The land of Shenzhou, the number of people is hundreds of millions, with Wang Yue's ability, if he wants to find a person in the land of Shenzhou, there is no exact news, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack. If he wanted to find Wang Zhi as much as he could, Wang Yue could only mobilize the power of Wushuang City and Heavenly Gate to find it.

"City Lord, Madam, there is news from the young master. "A subordinate came to report.

Wang Yue and Yan Ying's eyes lit up, and there was finally news of this kid.

"Hurry up, where is this kid? When I find him, I must pluck his skin." This kid is already lawless. Wang Yue said loudly. (To be continued......)