The man was none other than Wei Meng himself. He looked at Wang Qizhi and laughed loudly and said, "It's so hard to find anything without even trying. It took no effort to get here. Your Highness, you actually took the initiative to come to my door."
Wang Qizhi looked at this bastard. Although he was angry in his heart, he still looked very calm on the outside. He had long been aware of the martial arts level of the two strange old men, and his way was blocked by him again. It seemed that he was doomed today.
"Wei Meng, what a trick, you actually discovered me."
Before Wei Meng could speak, Wang Xie begged: "Prime Minister, I hope you can let go of the horse and let me be a cow or a horse."
Wang Qizhi glared at the feeble emperor and said angrily: "If you don't ask for him, it doesn't matter if you die. It's just a pity that I couldn't kill you dog father and son with my own hands to avenge my mother."
Wei Meng laughed loudly and said: "His Royal Highness is really courageous. To tell you the truth, when you approached the palace, these two people behind me noticed your traces, but they didn't take action in time, just to let you father and son meet. , consider me to be a courtier’s greeting gift.”
"But don't worry, I won't kill you so easily. The most I can do is destroy your internal strength. After all, I can still use you if I keep you."
Wang Qizhi stared at the group of people opposite him and never said another word.
Seeing this situation, Wei Meng quickly asked the two elders of Yin and Yang to control him, and said: "Don't do anything extraordinary in the name of His Majesty. After leaving here, it will not be too late to abolish His Highness the Prince's martial arts."
Wang Xie watched his son being taken away, but he couldn't do anything and could only shout helplessly.
At one time, Wang Xuan still had illusions about the restoration of the country, and he tried his best to win over some ministers in the court, and kept making small moves secretly, but now he realized that he could not even protect his own son, so how could he restore the kingdom of Dayuan.
Wang Qizhi was taken out by the two elders of Yin and Yang. Elder Yang moved his wrist and said, "Your Highness, I am about to take action."
After saying that, he patted Wang Qizhi's dantian. At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the sky. The man waved lightly, and a powerful internal force hit Yang Lao. Fortunately, he reacted in time and quickly took it back. He also waved his hand, and the two internal forces collided, creating huge power fluctuations, as if the heaven and earth were shaking.
That figure was floating in the air, and Wang Qizhi recognized it as the strange man who took him to the canyon a few years ago and called himself the Embroidered Clothes Messenger.
Soon, a hundred men in black appeared behind the strange man. Wang Qizhi could tell from their auras that at least six of them were strong men from the heavens, and the remaining one hundred people were all masters from the heavens. In this battle, Comparable to the power of any major sect.
Wei Meng frowned, looked at the uninvited guests floating in the air, and said, "Who are you?"
The weird man in black laughed loudly and said: "We are the Embroidered Clothes Envoys, and I am the commander of the Embroidered Clothes Envoys. I am here today to rescue His Highness the Prince."
Wei Meng is also a master of the next level. When he saw so many strong men on the other side, he was not afraid, but he was somewhat surprised.
He had long heard of the name of the Embroidered Clothes Messenger. They were extremely covert, and even Black Gold could not detect their traces. Therefore, Wei Meng never believed in their existence. Now that he had seen it with his own eyes, the Embroidered Clothes Messenger was really extraordinary. Extraordinary.
He said in a very polite tone to the commander: "The Great Abyss Empire has ceased to exist in name only. Why do you need to be loyal to the puppet emperor anymore? Why not join me and ensure that you will have prosperity and wealth?"
The man in black standing on the left side of the commander said "Bah" and said: "Wei Meng, you are called the Prime Minister of Dayuan Dynasty, but you are actually a traitor of Dayuan Dynasty. You imprisoned Your Majesty to order the princes. We, the messenger in embroidered clothes, are with you." This bastard is irreconcilable."
Being scolded like this in public, Wei Meng was somewhat embarrassed. He pointed at the group of men in black and cursed: "Don't be shameless. Can you take away that kid with just your skills? I came here just for wishful thinking."
After saying that, he set off a night firework, releasing a huge black Hibiscus flower in the sky.
Wei Meng waited for a long time but no one came. The commander sneered: "Are you looking for those black gold people? They have been killed by us long ago."
Wei Meng was so angry that his nose was almost crooked. The commander simply ignored him and said to Wang Qizhi: "Your Highness, I am sorry that I came late and frightened you?"
Wang Qizhi smiled slightly, "It's not too late, but don't you save His Majesty the Emperor inside first?"
The embroidered messenger looked at the main hall, shook his head, and said: "His Highness has been transferred out, and there is nothing we can do."
Over the years, their embroidery envoys have not failed to make efforts, but Wei Meng is too careful. Many masters strictly guard him every day, and will move the emperor away at the slightest sign of trouble.
They were able to successfully reach the palace today without being discovered by Wei Meng. This was thanks to Wang Qizhi's mischief here, otherwise they would have had nothing to do.
At this time, Wei Meng set off another yellow firework, and soon there were sounds of footsteps. A large number of guards were coming here, about ten thousand in number.
The commander also began to make arrangements. He ordered three powerful men from the lower heaven to lead more than a hundred masters from the upper heaven to deal with the guards, and he personally led the remaining three to deal with the masters below.
Logically speaking, an upper-level master can easily deal with a hundred fine armored men, while a lower-level master can even deal with hundreds of armored men. Therefore, these more than one hundred people are no match for these ten thousand Multiple guards are out of the question.
Soon the guards rushed to the palace. The commander waved his hand and all his men rushed over. He himself led the remaining three people to face the two elders of Yin and Yang and the three powerful men in the lower heaven.
Wang Qizhi took the opportunity to fly into the air to escape, but Wei Meng blocked his way and said, "Your Highness, where are you going?"
Wang Qizhi glanced down and saw that there was already a mess in the palace. The three powerful men of the lower heaven and more than a hundred masters of the upper sun were killing all the guards among the guards. After a while, they were on the ground. Many of their corpses fell down, and several of those on the throne also fell down. The blood on the ground soaked the stone slabs, and the scene was very tragic.
But when the commander in embroidered clothes faced the two elders of Yin and Yang, he was not weak at all. The fight was back and forth, and for a while it was impossible to tell the winner.
Wang Qizhi didn't want to get too entangled with the person in front of him, so he used all his special skills to temporarily force him back.
He didn't dare to stay any longer and immediately flew away. Wei Meng was so angry as he watched Wang Qizhi escape, but he had no choice but to watch the kid leave helplessly.
