The queen at the start has a hundred days left to live

Chapter 57 Investigation, no one survived at the station

In the depths of the starry sky, it seemed that a shackle was broken, and the vast and surging aura surged violently.

Jun Wuwu was stunned.

He saw a thick thing break apart with his own eyes, and the scene was quite horrifying and shocking.

"According to this speed, the spiritual energy will arrive in Yuanzhou in about a month..."

Jun Wuwu fell into deep thought. He really didn't expect that this breakthrough would lead to a great war.

It also symbolizes the seventh Yuanzhou war, which will break out in about a month.

Once the sea of ​​suffering has receded a lot, an ancient dojo must appear, and perhaps ancient imperial weapons and holy weapons will be unearthed.

Jun Wuwu was even able to figure it out. At that time, countless strong men fought for opportunities (digging graves), and even the brains of dogs would be knocked out.

"Whatever, let's deal with the matter at hand first."

The next moment, Jun Immortal appeared in the Imperial College.

He who has already broken through to the Golden Body Realm is suddenly at the peak of the Golden Body Realm.

Invincible body, do you still need to continue to train?
Even Jun Immortal's aura, apart from being like a fairy in the dust, also has a hint of domineering.

Looking at the emptiness all around, Jun Immortal pondered for a moment, and said, "Isn't there a temple here?"

He is still composing poems in the temple, why is everyone standing outside and blowing the wind all of a sudden?

"I was crushed into powder by your breath." Zou Wei said angrily.

What have you done that you don’t know clearly?
Jun Wuxi suddenly realized, no wonder he felt that this place was empty, like those white-flowered girls in the Fairy Garden...

"Xiaoyaohou, Chenggong asks to see you!"

At this time, a guard hurriedly ran over and reported.

"It came just fine."

Jun Immortal smiled and said: "I am worried that no one can help me investigate some things. Now that Chenggong is here, it will be easy."

The guards understood what Jun Wuwu meant and immediately retreated.

Soon, Cheng Yu, wearing a black brocade dress, came over. His face that had gone through many vicissitudes of life had no expression at all, like a rock, and his eyes washed by time were as calm as water.

"I've met Xiaoyao Hou."

Cheng Gong cupped his hands slightly, not in a hurry.

"See Mr. Cheng."

Jun Immortal smiled and said: "Don't be so polite, let's get straight to the point. It can be said that the empress asked you to come here?"

"Hou Xiaoyao has a clever plan, that's exactly what happened."

Cheng Gong was a little surprised, but his face was as calm as water, and he looked at Jun Immortal in surprise.

Jun Immortal smiled, then turned his head to look at Master Cui of Hengguo Confucianism, and said: "Your Excellency is not feeling well, so go back to the station to rest early, Yanjing is troubled, if you encounter any strange things, please report to the Yamen in time."

Master Cui's heart trembled. What did Jun Wuwu see?
"Thank you sir."

Master Cui didn't dare to think too much, the only way to be safe now is to leave the Imperial College, after all even Baimawei has come here, who knows what will happen.

With a smile on his face, Jun Immortal nodded slightly, and without saying anything, he watched Master Cui and his party leave.

Jun Wuxi gave Zou Wei a look, indicating that it would be better for him to leave.

Zou Wei understood, and said with a smile: "The old man still has something to do, Mr. Cheng, let's talk when we have time."

"Master Chief Assistant, walk slowly." Cheng Yu nodded.

"Zeng Zhi, let's sit down and talk about poetry." Meng Chen looked at the sacrificial wine and said.

"Very good, very good..."

Sacrificial wine is full of joy, compared to the so-called party struggle, he prefers to talk about some poems, songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

After leaving the Imperial College.

Jun Bubu said calmly: "These literati and scholars from the Heng and Qian countries should be controlled. If they resist, they will be killed."

Cheng Yu wanted to ask the reason, but remembering Ying'er's explanation, he nodded and ordered: "Zheng Feng, Zi Heng, you go."

"Yes!"

The two great masters were about to leave, but Jun Wushi said again: "Forget it, come back."

Zhang Zhengfeng and Su Ziheng looked confused. What on earth did Xiaoyao Hou mean?Shouldn't they be allowed to control these literati?

Cheng Yu's brows were originally furrowed, but then they gradually relaxed.

Jun Immortal, this is someone who suspects that there is someone from the Supreme Alliance in his White Horse Guards...

After seeing the expression on Cheng Yu's face, Jun Immortal smiled and said: "Okay, it's all right, you can continue to work, finish it early and come back early."

Both looked at Cheng Yu, they were Cheng Yu's subordinates.

"Go."

Cheng Yu nodded slightly and said softly: "Fan Jin, you go with them."

"Yes!"

The other person nodded.

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Baimawei, Shengyang Building.

"These lists are confidential. After the Marquis has read them, please keep them secret."

Cheng Yu put the things on the table with a serious expression.

Here are the great masters of the White Horse Guards, as well as a list of hundreds of households, and there are also some people's origins and relationships.

"Don't worry, if I wasn't looking for someone, I wouldn't bother to look at your stuff."

Jun Immortal smiled, opened the pages one by one, and asked casually: "How many of the 24 great masters have already broken through the original source?"

"Six."

Cheng Yu said: "I brought them all out, there will be no problems."

Jun Wuwu raised his head, glanced at Cheng Yu, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Cheng, if there is really no problem, then of course there will be no problem. If there is a problem, it won't escape my eyes."

When he saw one of them, Jun Bubu narrowed his eyes and said softly: "Mr. Cheng, does he know that the literary emperor who assassinated me that day was holding an imperial weapon that was a folding fan?"

"know."

Cheng Yu nodded slightly and said: "Su Bei, the literary emperor of the Supreme Alliance, his imperial weapon is an ivory sand fan. Although he uses a folding fan as a weapon like Su Ziheng, Su Ziheng is a pure martial arts master."

"These two people also look gay, it's hard to say..."

Jun Buwu sighed, among the six origin experts, Su Ziheng attracted his attention the most.

It's a bit like Subei's temperament, very feminine...

Cheng Yu was a little confused and didn't understand what Jun Wuxi's words meant.

"Master, you have blood."

At this time, the drowsy King Ha raised his head and reminded Jun Immortal.

Juzuo stretched out his paw, slapped King Ha on the head three times, and said, "Ha, dog, go to sleep. When you wake up, you will be the King of Dogs."

King Ha looked a little exhausted and had no intention of messing around with Kizuo, so he lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

Jun Wushi wanted to put King Ha into a small dark room, which would at least be safer, but he gave up the idea after seeing Kizuo silently guarding there.

Although a cat and a dog are skinny, they are still mentally like children, and they are afraid of the dark.

Suddenly, Cheng Yu's pupils shrank, he stepped forward, and suddenly crossed the void.

"Xiaoju, watch it carefully and don't run around."

Jun Immortal squinted his eyes, the talent in his eyes was revealed, and he said, "I can cross the void with one step!"

Jun Wuwu stepped forward, and the surrounding environment changed instantly. He caught up with Cheng Yu and finally arrived at the inn.

As soon as he arrived here, Jun Wushi's nostrils were irritated by the strong smell of blood. When he saw the blood and body parts on the ground, his expression suddenly turned ugly.

Master Cui died.

Not only him, but all the literati and talents of Hengguo and Qianguo died in the inn.

Including the Baimawei who came over here, no one survived!
"Supreme...respect...Alliance..."

Cheng Yu's eyes burst out with a stern cold light, and a terrifying murderous intent rose into the sky.

This one of the Nine Qings of the Yan Kingdom, the old man in the court, is like a furious lion at this moment!

(End of this chapter)