Dayan first waste material

"It was too late and then, and I slashed at the Saintess of Southern Border with a slash. Guess what happened?"

In the Procuratorate, Tianjitang tea room, Chen Yuean crossed his legs and told the deputy capital envoys gathered here about the dangers of the trip to southern Xinjiang.

"What's the matter?" Except for Shen Sitang, the other deputy capital envoys asked in unison.

During this trip to southern Xinjiang, the Inspectorate actually went to three people, Mu Huaichuan, Chen Yue'an, and Wei Jiuyuan.

The reason why Shen Sitang was not so curious was because she had already listened to it yesterday. As a person who goes to work every day, she reluctantly listened to it again in order to fit in with the group.

However, she found that the plot seemed a little different from what she heard yesterday.

Chen Yue'an intentionally paused for a moment, and after suspenseful enough, he said: "It turns out that the southern Xinjiang saint is an old witch in human skin."

"what?"

"Really, I, Mu Huaichuan and Wei Jiuyuan saw it with my own eyes. Isn't the saint of Southern Xinjiang drunken? Under the skin of drunkenness, there is an old woman with no hair, loose skin, and a stooped figure. Her The Holy Maiden's Palace was taken by us, and the letters between the prince and her were all found by us in the Holy Maiden's Palace."

Hu Zhonglun was very curious: "Boss, if the Saintess of Southern Xinjiang is an old woman, wouldn't she have lived for many years?"

"Yeah." Chen Yue'an nodded: "I guess there is only one saint in southern Xinjiang from the beginning to the end, and this old witch has lived for more than 800 years."

Zeng Shiting quickly asked: "What about the king of the southern border? It's the Gu king who fought against the demon clan with Emperor Tianyuan. The saint has lived for more than 800 years. Could it be that the Gu king is dead?"

Chen Yue'an scratched his head: "This..."

Zhuo Xicheng pushed Zeng Shiting: "Don't make things difficult for the boss, didn't they go to the Holy Maiden's Palace this time, it would be nice if they could bring evidence from the Holy Maiden's Palace, how many secrets do you want them to know? Let's talk , if they see Gu King, will they still be alive?"

Shen Sitang agreed with this very much, nodded and said: "Brother Zhuo is right."

Chen Yue'an got excited again: "That's right, we haven't seen the Gu King, so we don't know if he is the one from 800 years ago, or if he is a new Gu King."

Everyone chatted in the tea room all morning. After lunch, some took a nap. With the practice of the officials, only Shen Sitang and Chen Yue'an were left in the tea room, sorting out the files related to the prince.

Jun Shaoheng's case is over, and the files should be sorted out. Shen Sitang is the main person in charge of this matter, so she is in charge, and Chen Yue'an offered to help.

Shen Sitang asked the doubts that had been accumulated for a long time: "Brother Chen, did you cut off the human skin of the Saintess of Southern Border, or did You Yushi cut it off? Why did you both say you cut her off?"

Chen Yuean froze, his face was a little ugly, and he said angrily: "Mu Huaichuan said he chopped it?"

"correct."

"This is shameless." Chen Yue'an snorted, "Why are you so shameless? It was obviously the two of us who chopped it down together."

The corner of Shen Sitang's mouth twitched: "Then you two didn't say you chopped it together, so it's even?"

Chen Yuean was indignant.

Shen Sitang curiously asked: "So what's going on?"

Chen Yuean curled his lips and told the truth: "That old witch has a thick skin, we fought her for three days and three nights, you have seen her tricks before, the golden silk is really powerful, you almost can't see us. "

Shen Sitang opened his mouth slightly: "It's so dangerous?"

Chen Yue'an nodded: "She trapped us in the golden silk. We have no water, no food, and we have to fight with her. Exhaustion is inevitable."

Shen Sitang looked worried: "Then how did you break his golden silk in the end?"

"Someone helped us. To be honest, we don't know who that person is until now. It may be those people. I don't know if I haven't seen it. Anyway, there are people from our Yan Dynasty in southern Xinjiang, and their strength is not low. They seem to have The special method breaks the golden silk, and the Saintess of Southern Xinjiang is only powerful in the golden silk, and if the golden silk is broken, she is no match for us."

In the past, Chen Yue'an and Mu Huaichuan were both at the top of the Xuan level, and Zuixin could ignore them, but now that they have both been promoted to Martial Sect, it's not easy for the saintesses of Nanjiang to deal with them.

Shen Sitang fell into deep thought, if someone helped them, would they know how to break the golden silk?

Could it be someone from the Junting Banquet?

"What do you think?"

"Ok?"

"What's wrong?" Chen Yue'an looked at her with a smile: "I'm out of my mind."

Shen Sitang shook his head: "It's nothing, I was thinking about something, Brother Chen, do you think the Gu King of Southern Border is the former Gu King?"

Chen Yue'an shook his head: "Who knows? I think, since the saintesses of Nanjiang can live for so long, the Gu King of Nanjiang is very likely to be alive. Otherwise, why has Nanjiang been eyeing our Yan Dynasty for so many years? Are you so unhappy?"

"Then tell me, what is his cultivation level now?"

Chen Yue'an thought for a while: "I think, if the Nanjiang Gu King is really alive, his cultivation must be able to easily destroy us, but he has never made a move, so there are only two possibilities, either Nanjiang The Gu king has changed, or the other party has been injured and has not recovered after 800 years.

Speaking of this, Chen Yue'an seemed to think of something, and suddenly let out a huff.

Shen Sitang looked at him.

Chen Yue'an said: "I suddenly thought of a question. The saint of Southern Xinjiang has lived for many years, right? Why is her strength not as good as ours? According to the situation this time, her strength should be higher than ours, but because I and Mu Huaichuan teamed up, plus Wei Jiuyuan, so she couldn't beat her, but she shouldn't, she's lived for so long."

Shen Sitang couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

What Chen Yue'an meant was that old monsters like the Saintess of Nanjiang can crush them no matter what, and they can't live in vain after living for so long.

Shen Sitang's eyes lit up: "Brother Chen, do you think it is possible that although the saintess of Southern Border lives forever, for some reason, her strength has been suppressed, or she has stagnated, or her power has been stolen?" ..."

Having said that, she suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Chen Yue'an had the same reaction as her, and they both said in unison: "King Gu!"

Seeing Chen Yue'an's appearance, Shen Sitang laughed: "Brother Chen, really, don't stare."

Chen Yue made an annoyed sound, and stared even wider: "I'll just stare, you sing, let me listen to it too, I always think it's quite fun."

Shen Sitang laughed loudly: "Brother Chen, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, let's... let's get down to business."

"Tell me, tell me why you didn't go to His Royal Highness, what? Did you quarrel with him?"

Shen Sitang froze, suddenly a little embarrassed: "Aren't we talking about the Gu tribe in southern Xinjiang?"

Chen Yue'an said as a matter of course: "Who made you laugh at me with big eyes, I can't get revenge?"

The corners of Shen Sitang's mouth twitched, well, this is hurting each other with her.