Luzhou.
In the vermilion hall, Li Cunxu held a banquet and invited all the military generals to the banquet.
Before hosting the banquet, Li Cunxu made it clear to the Mirror Heart Demon that during the banquet, he would return to lead the dancers to create momentum for the army.
Li Cunxu's intention was very simple. Through this move, he forced everyone to take sides. Who is coming and who is not coming, whether he is an enemy or a friend, you can tell at a glance.
During the banquet, Li Cunxu wore a yellow mask, symbolizing joy, and sat in the most important position. Looking around the hall, there were many people coming to the banquet. Li Cunxiao's burly body sat in front of a table, and his body was reflected in the banquet. The desk in front of me seems to be a mini version.
A waiter filled the bowl on the table in front of Li Cunxiao with a bowl of wine.
Li Cunxiao raised his hand and looked at it. This bowl was a bit small.
"Wrong, wrong!" Jing Xin Mo quickly walked over with one of his short legs, looked at the small bowl in front of Li Cunxiao, and said.
The waiter seemed a little confused.
The Mirror Heart Demon clapped his hands.
Several Jin soldiers laboriously moved a large jar up and placed it in front of Li Cunxiao. The wine jar was huge, even compared to Li Cunxiao's stature, it was enough.
"This is the strongest warrior in the world, how can you be so negligent?
Get out of here, you bunch of losers, don't we servants like you have to do everything yourself, Your Highness? "The Mirror Heart Demon looked at the waiter and scolded.
When Li Cunxu heard this, he nodded with satisfaction.
'Bah! When Li Cunxiao heard this, he slapped his hands in a row and was very happy.
From the Mirror Heart Demon, he felt that his second brother valued him.
A group of Jin soldiers took their seats, and there was a sudden flow of people, making it very lively.
Zhu Youwen sat next to the fake Li and drank a glass of wine without waiting for Li Cunxu to speak.
Ba also sat in his seat nonchalantly. Of course, he was not disrespecting Li Cunxu. After all, he had always been invincible, and a master would naturally have his own magnanimity.
If you really didn't take Li Cunxu seriously, you wouldn't be here today.
Bago handled the poisonous snake with great interest.
Barr sat in his position with great respect, not daring to be disrespectful at all.
Facing the heroic and promising Crown Prince of Jin, Baer felt that it was better for him to adopt a respectful attitude, not to mention that at this time, they were on Li Cunxu's territory.
"Your Highness, the time has come. All the guests are here." The Mirror Heart Demon walked up to the high platform with its short legs and said to Li Cunxu.
"Li Cunren didn't come, so the Shang organization under his command naturally didn't dare to come." Jing Xinmo looked at Li Cunxu in front of him and said.
Li Cunxu's face behind the mask became a little gloomier, but soon he returned to his original state. He stood up and said, "No wait."
The tone of his voice was extremely cold.
Just when Li Cunxu was about to step off the high platform, a figure slowly walked into the hall.
The man was dressed in a black robe, his whole body was shrouded in black robes, and he had a long sword on his back.
The mourning organization, A.
Seeing him coming, the noisy room suddenly became quiet.
"My lord." The Mirror Heart Demon stepped down from the high platform knowingly and said to the only assassin from the Shang organization who came: "Please take a seat."
"Respect is worse than obeying orders." A slightly older voice came from behind his mask. Immediately, he followed the Mirror Heart Demon and took his place.
That position was originally reserved for Li Cunren.
Shang Jia came today, but actually did not get Li Cunren's consent. Many people thought that the Shang organization would absolutely obey Li Cunren's orders. In fact, this was not the case. They had their own ideas and will.
Li Cunxu held a sword in one hand and slowly walked down the high platform. All the actors also held sharp swords and followed Li Cunxu.
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Bianzhou.
Zhu Youzhen's residence.
In the mansion, sparse cries could be heard from time to time. Inside the mansion, a plain scene came into view.
Just today, the body of Prince Zhu Youzhen of Daliang was transported back to Bianzhou. Among his belongings, the body of Queen Yuanzhen was actually found.
Insulting the empress...the empress dowager's corpse was a serious crime that could not be forgiven in any form, but Emperor Liang was merciful... In fact, Po Meng thought that there was no need to deal with this matter, so she hid it.
After all, Zhu Youzhen is dead, and all debts are cancelled.
Regarding the assassination of Zhu Youzhen, Daliang firmly condemned Tongwenguan and Huanyinfang, but strangely, neither the empress of Huanyinfang nor Tongwenguan made any response to this.
A petite figure dressed in red sneaked into Zhu Youzhen's mansion. In a blink of an eye, she arrived at the mourning hall where Zhu Youzhen's body was stored.
At this moment, Zhu Youzhen's mourning hall was unguarded, allowing her to come and go freely.
The person who came was naturally Zhu Youzhen's former personal bodyguard, Zhong Xiaokui.
Zhong Xiaokui pushed open the coffin and inspected Zhu Youzhen's shrunken and rotting body.
After the inspection, Zhong Xiaokui frowned and closed the coffin.
"He died from being pierced through the heart with a sword. He couldn't tell the skill. Alas...
Zhu Youzhen is a pig. "Zhong Xiaokui shook his head.
Although there are different opinions on who killed Zhu Youzhen, and the fake ghost king sitting in Jiao Lan Palace can't come to a conclusion yet, Zhong Xiaokui already knows.
As she expected, Zhu Youzhen must have been killed by Li Xingyun. In this way, the threat of that puppet was reduced. Once Zhu Youzhen died, Li Xingyun was undoubtedly the biggest recipient of benefits.
"The prince who holds a heavy army actually kills at any time. What a ruthless method." Thinking of this, Zhong Xiaokui couldn't help but worry about the Ghost King. At the same time, she felt that the pressure on her body was extremely heavy. There was no other reason. She had to find a way. Obtaining the Jiuyou Xuantian magical skill practiced by Li Xingyun is not an easy task. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Zhong Xiaokui has no idea about the task assigned by the Ghost King so far. Once she comes, she will not be able to go back to the Xuanming Sect. The current Xuanming Sect is guarded by Li Xingyun's confidant Meng Po. Once she leaves, she will fall into a trap. .
Secondly, once Zhu Youzhen died, her clues and connections with Zhu Youzhen were also cut off. Now she is alone in Bianzhou, like a headless fly. She can only scurry around without mobilizing anyone to help her. He must also carefully hide himself to avoid being discovered by Li Xingyun's minions.
Three, it was also her only receipt in the past few days. Through many inquiries, he confirmed that after Zhu Yougui died, his body fell into the hands of Po Meng, but this news was of no use at all. The Ghost King said that it was in the hands of Emperor Hades. The Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art is not perfect.
"King of Ghosts, what should my subordinates do..."
(End of chapter)
