Bishop's Retirement

Chapter 879: Crossing to the West?

At the same time, Japan.

At this time, the bright moon is in the sky, shining for thousands of miles.

The huge castle was covered with a layer of frost by the moonlight.

A man in fine clothes sat in front of the window looking at the bright moon in the sky, thoughtful.

He is tall and tall, with lightning-like eyes.

There were bursts of introverted breath exuding from the whole body.

Looking around, it looks like an ancient well and deep pool, elusive.

This person is the eldest son of Emperor Dongying, Prince Musashi.

Whoosh!
Just when Musashi was thinking, there was a soft sound.

Immediately afterwards, a man dressed in black and dressed as a ninja appeared behind him out of thin air.

"His Royal Highness..."

After the man appeared, he knelt on one knee, appearing extremely respectful.

"Is it Taro?"

Hearing this voice, Musashi said without turning his head, "Come here..."

"I have tribute plum wine here..."

"You have a drink too!"

With that said, Musashi picked up the jug beside him and was about to pour wine.

"His Royal Highness..."

Seeing that Musashi was about to pour wine, the figure called Musashi said, "Prince Yu is dead..."

As soon as these words came out, Musashi's movements froze in mid-air for an instant.

At the same time, there was a gleam of light in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Really?"

"Can't be wrong!"

Hearing this, Taro bowed his head in response.

At the same time, he took out a scroll from his body and handed it over, and said, "This is a letter just sent from the Central Plains..."

"After I learned about it, I immediately sent it to His Royal Highness!"

Hearing these words, Musashi's eyes brightened.

He stretched out his palm and grabbed it suddenly.

hum!
In an instant, the scroll was pulled by internal force and suddenly flew over.

Holding the scroll in his hand, Musashi opened it to take a look.

A line of words appeared in front of him instantly:
Prince Jade is dead, leaving only his eldest son alone...

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I hope the Prince's Royal Highness will quickly win over this person!

At this point, the content on the scroll ends.

"Prince Jade is dead..."

After reading this scroll, Musashi narrowed his eyes: "Now there is only one son left alone..."

!!!

As soon as this remark came out, a gleam of joy burst into the eyes of the man named Taro.

He looked at Musashi in front of him, and said, "Your Highness, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"The Daoist sect had colluded with this Prince Jade before, and monopolized the power, making my royal family unable to hold their heads up..."

"If we can take advantage of this opportunity to win over this son, after he inherits the throne of Prince Jade, we can use his power to overwhelm the Daozong in one fell swoop!"

"By that time, the position of the next emperor will belong to you!"

As soon as the words came out, Musashi nodded.

He looked at Taro in front of him and said, "You're right!"

"Father has been sitting on the throne for decades, and he has completely lost the vigor of the past. He has allowed the power of the Dao Sect to expand without restraint..."

"After a long time, I am afraid that the throne of the emperor will be returned to the Daoist sect!"

When he said this, there was a gleam of coldness in his eyes.

At the same time, he stretched out his palm towards the shelf where the sword was placed, and grabbed it suddenly.

hum!
At the right time, a samurai sword flew out from the knife holder in an instant and came into his hand.

The samurai sword came into his hand, and Musashi's arm exerted strength.

bass!
With a soft moan, the samurai sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

Immediately afterwards, a blood-red blade appeared in front of him, emitting a faint red light in front of him.

"Speaking of which, this may also be God's will!"

Looking at the blood-red samurai sword in his hand, Musashi said: "A few days ago, the blood rain suddenly trembled by itself, and the blood-colored blade shot up into the sky, echoing with the west, as if resonating..."

"It seems that this blood rain has sensed the accident one step earlier than us, and it is already impatient!"

"His Royal Highness!"

Hearing Musashi's words, Taro seemed to have noticed something, and he hurriedly said, "Are you going to the Central Plains yourself?!"

"Not bad!"

Hearing this, Musashi said, "If you want to win this son over from the Dao Sect, you must show sincerity..."

"As a prince, it is the greatest sincerity to go there in person!"

"But…"

Hearing Musashi's words, Taro said, "The Daoist sect has always been in contact with the Central Plains..."

"You went alone this time, aren't you afraid of Daozong..."

Inside and outside the words, Taro's face was full of worry.

"Taro, there is an old saying in the Central Plains!"

Before Taro finished speaking, Musashi said, "If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch a tiger's cub..."

"Going to the Central Plains is certainly risky, but in order to revitalize my royal family, this risk is worth taking..."

"Besides, with my skill, as long as the four gods and suzerain of Dao Dao Sect don't do it personally, I can't do anything to me!"

Between the words, Musashi's face was full of strong confidence.

At the same time, he looked at Taro and said, "The sooner this matter is the better, it is not appropriate to delay..."

"Get me a fast boat now, the sooner the better..."

"Tomorrow morning, I will set off for the West Crossing!"

"But, where is the emperor..."

Taro was still a little hesitant about this.

"Never mind..."

Musashi shook his head, and said, "If you ask me, I'm in retreat on the top of the mountain, and I don't see outsiders!"

"This time, this son, I must fight for it!"

Speaking of this, Musashi had a strong confidence on his face.

Seeing him like this, Taro pondered for a moment.

In the end, he had no choice but to kowtow and salute, and said, "Yes!"

……

The next morning, at the northwest corner of Xishan Mountain, Shigong Mountain.

In the Vientiane Villa on the top of the mountain.

"A big dog..."

Looking at the surrounding furnishings, Wang Ye's face was filled with shock: "Can this fucking be called a house?"

"Is the ancestor of the Lu family showing the heavenly stars and geomantic omen to the royal family, or is he dedicated to stealing the imperial mausoleum?"

"How the hell can this be called a small fortune!?"

Compared to Dayan Village, this Vientiane Village is a bit smaller.

But its level of luxury can be described as even worse!

There are not only pavilions and pavilions in the village.

The most outrageous thing is that in the deepest part of the manor, there is a fucking waterfall!
Wang Ye was amazed at the level of luxury.

"Okay old money fan..."

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Bai Luhan at the side said, "I didn't see you calling when I came last night..."

"By morning you're amazed..."

"Hey, you little girl..."

Before Bai Luhan finished speaking, Wang Ye said, "Didn't I not see clearly last night?"

"Damn, you're being hasty..."

"I knew this grandson was so rich, I should have asked him for some money last night because of the grace of saving my life..."

"It's a big loss now..."

Inside and outside the words, Wang Ye's face was full of remorse.

It seems that a lot of money has been lost.

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Ajigang was ready to speak.

And at this moment, a family member came slowly and said: "Several, our master has something important to do, I would like to invite everyone to come over..."

important?

Hearing this, Wang Ye was overjoyed.

Could it be that the star chart already has a clue?
(End of this chapter)