readbooksol Chapter 162 - The layout of the palace
Chapter 162 - The layout of the palace
One night later, Yangcheng was in uproar.
Xia Tianhou was dead!
The third son of the Wuwei Palace, the genius of the academy with outstanding talent, was killed in a private residence. His body was bloody and unrecognizable!
Who was so bold as to dare to attack such a person?
On this day, the whole of Yangcheng was discussing this matter, and the chief inspector was so worried that he almost pulled out all his hair.
It was over. How could he explain to the Wuwei Palace?
A prince died in his jurisdiction!
Even if the murderer was caught in the end, his position as the chief inspector would be over.
What grudges do I have against you? Why did you harm me like this?
No matter how worried he was, he immediately ordered a thorough investigation.
Everyone put down their work and focused on the case of Xia Tianhou's murder!
Not only the chief inspector, but also the major wealthy families in the city had to mobilize and join the team to find the murderer.
If they don't try their best now, once the strong men from the palace arrive, they can easily wipe them all out.
In the Wuwei Palace, there is a fourth-grade strong man!
In short, before many fourth-grade forces have made a move, the whole Yangcheng has already been in chaos.
As the person involved, Ye Yan was extremely calm. In the morning, he went to get the spirit stones first, and then arranged them into a formation. He practiced with Wang Qingxue and others. He could open half of his meridians in a day. In the absence of natural treasures to refine for the time being, this progress was barely acceptable.
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Wuwei Palace.
The powerful prince sat there and hadn't spoken for a long time, and both the guards and the dead soldiers hidden in the dark were terrified.
They knew that once the prince opened his mouth, blood would flow like a river.
Only one person was extremely calm, sitting still, still drinking tea, slurping, which was particularly harsh in this unusually quiet environment.
At first glance, everyone would think he was just an ordinary old man, but if you look closely, you will find that the old man is like a big sun, shining brightly, making people feel awe.
Fourth-grade strongman, Yan Jiupo!
As one of the few people standing at the peak of Daxia martial arts, Yan Jiupo certainly does not have to fear anyone, no one can make him bow down, even if the current emperor comes in person, he can be calm.
His relationship with the Weiwu Palace is just cooperation, and it was the King of Wuwei who begged him.
"Why at this time!" King Wuwei finally spoke, "Everything is going on in an orderly manner. As long as you give me another three years, I can gather enough luck, and then I will raise an army and point my sword to the throne!"
"Now that this is the case, all the eyes of the world are on Jiangnan Province, and many fourth-grade will come to kill, and then... maybe someone will see the clues."
"Mr. Yan, what should I do?"
His voice was hoarse and he looked very sad.
He only has three sons, and they have long been inhumane and will not have any more offspring, so knowing that his third son was killed and died so miserably, he was naturally extremely sad.
Yan Jiupo looked calm and said: "This is actually a good opportunity. The fourth-grade strongmen themselves have a strong luck. If we can catch them all and strip them of their luck, then the prince does not have to wait for three years and can start an army immediately."
King Wuwei couldn't help but feel excited and even overwhelmed the pain of losing his son, but he immediately said: "There may be more than ten fourth-grade strongmen here. Although Mr. Yan can compete for the position of the strongest man in Daxia, he may not be able to defeat so many opponents of the same level at the same time!"
Yan Jiupo laughed: "Of course, I will not fight these people head-on, but will wait until they are both injured before coming out to clean up the mess, and we can also set a trap for these people to jump into."
"What should we do specifically?" King Wuwei asked humbly without any airs.
This Mr. Yan is an old monster who has lived for more than two hundred years. His experience is completely incomparable to his.
Yan Jiupo's eyes flashed with sharp light, and he began to speak, while King Wuwei became more and more frightened as he listened, and his face kept changing. Hiss, if this really happened, there would be almost no fourth-grade strongmen in Daxia.
"After seizing the Sun Wrath Bow, I will use my luck to forcibly erase the existence of the weapon spirit. I will be in charge of the third-grade magic weapon and can sweep away those old guys in the capital." Finally, Yan Jiupo made the final conclusion.
"Everything is up to Mr. Yan." King Wuwei was completely convinced.
Everyone in Yangcheng knew that the emergence of the third-grade magic weapon would definitely attract competition from the strong, but when it would happen and to what extent, no one could guess, which made everyone uneasy.
The fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond!
But at this time, the Wuwei Palace sent out invitations one after another, asking all the fourth-grade forces to gather at Yannan Mountain and Chigu Peak to discuss how to distribute this third-grade magic weapon.
Even if a war broke out, it would be in an uninhabited area and would not cause large-scale casualties.
This won the unanimous praise of the people of Yangcheng, but also puzzled many people.
When did the King of Wuwei become kind-hearted?
After consideration, those fourth-grade forces all accepted the invitation of the Wuwei Palace.
No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!
Now, there is only one person left.
Ye Yan, the owner of the Sun Fury Bow.
Xia Tianjun, the eldest son of the King of Wuwei, came to meet Ye Yan in person on behalf of the King of Mighty.
Unlike Xia Tianhou, who was tall and strong, Xia Tianjun was of medium build, neither fat nor thin, and about 30 years old. However, as the eldest son of King Wuwei, he naturally had a strong aura that made people intimidated.
He came here on behalf of the Wuwei Palace, so Chen Shan naturally did not dare to neglect him and received this distinguished guest as soon as possible.
"Dean Chen." Xia Tianjun bowed to Chen Shan, "This prince came here today to talk to Ye Yan. Please help this prince call him over."
Chen Shan showed a hint of hesitation. Who is Ye Yan?
A fourth-rank boss!
Whether he sees me depends entirely on his mood. How can he invite him just by asking?
"What's the matter, Dean Chen, do you have any difficulties?" Xia Tianjun was a little unhappy.
He just wanted to see a little student, but you were still embarrassed?
Chen Shan had no choice but to say, "I will go to Ye Yan in person right away."
Xia Tianjun nodded, which was more like it.
Chen Shan immediately found Ye Yan and explained his purpose.
"Young Master Yan, the Wuwei Palace should be here for the third-grade magic weapon." Chen Shan said. He naturally favored Ye Yan. After all, Ye Yan had taught him and let him see the hope of breaking through the sixth grade.
If he could break through the sixth grade, it would not be an exaggeration to call Ye Yan a mentor!
Ye Yan nodded and said, "Let him come."
"Yes." Chen Shan left immediately.
He found Xia Tianjun and repeated what Ye Yan said.
"What, this kid wants this prince to go there in person?" Xia Tianjun just felt incredible. This kid is really arrogant!
Humph, do you think that you are the number one in Daxia with a third-grade magic weapon in your hand, and you can ignore the Wuwei Palace?
"Okay, this prince wants to meet this madman!" He said grimly.