The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 266: Wan Zhenhai of the Imperial Clan

Yu Jiaolong on the side was completely confused: "What are you talking about, what royal secret place, what Nine Dragons and Eight Wasteland Formation?"

Fang Xun patted his head at this time, took out the Nine Dragon Order and handed it to Yu Jiaolong.

"I forgot everything. You don't know about the Nine Dragons Token. The misfortune in your family was caused by this token."

After listening to Fang Xun's brief account of the information related to the Kowloon Order, Yu Jiaolong fell silent for a while, her face becoming depressed.

Old Man Mo immediately asked again, "So what on earth did you say happened to Wan Zhaohua that made him kill his own son?"

Fang Xun sighed: "This is what I have always been confused about. If it were Wan Qingfeng, then everything would be very reasonable.

Wan Qingfeng himself is the master of Yin Shen. After the death of your father and your elder brother, you are his only rival if he wants to inherit the throne.

As for Wan Zhaohua, let's not talk about how he broke through the divine will. Even if he wanted the throne, he didn't have to kill his own son with his own hands. Does this guy still have any humanity? "

Old Man Mo also frowned, unable to figure out the problem. At this time, Yu Jiaolong, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said, "It is the Way of Forgetting Love."

"Hmm?" Fang Xun was stunned for a moment, "What did you say?"

Yu Jiaolong said with a solemn expression: "It is the Way of Forgetfulness!
When the second brother attacked Qingfeng, his eyes were cold, without any emotion that a human should have. To me, he looked like an old demon who had practiced the art of forgetfulness! "

"The Way of Forgetfulness?!"

Fang Xun and Old Man Mo said in unison, and it suddenly dawned on them that if Wan Zhaohua was practicing the Forget Love Dao technique, then everything would make sense.

The Wangqing Sect is one of the thirty-six eight demons. Although it is not as condemned as the Tianli Sect, its reputation is not much better.

It is said to be forgetful, but in fact it is heartless.

This is a sect composed of a group of lunatics who have completely cut off their emotions. Their emotions have long been exhausted, and there is no blood or tears left.

Thinking of this, Fang Xun sneered and said, "If Wan Zhaohua really practiced the evil skill of the Forgetful Way, then it will be easy to deal with!"

The two were stunned for a moment, and Old Man Mo immediately asked, "Do you have an idea?"

Fang Xun smiled and said, "It's very simple. As long as we can make him show his martial arts in public, what do you think the elder in the clan's residence will do?"

Old Man Mo shouted excitedly, "Great! This way, everyone will know that Wan Zhaohua is the devil of the Forgetful Way, and the grievances of that Zhaoning girl will be cleared!"

Fang Xun nodded and said, "There's no time to lose, old man, let's get started now!"

Yu Jiaolong then said, "I'll come too!"

Fang Xun shook his head and said, "No, you have been running around for a month without rest, and your vitality has been damaged. It is best not to use force. Leave the fighting to me and the old man."

Old Man Mo also advised: "Yes, Fang Xun is right, the two of us are enough, Zhaoning girl, you should have a good rest!"

Yu Jiaolong felt unwilling for a while, but she knew that what the two said was right. She was weak now, and if they really acted together, she might even become a burden.

"Okay, then you must be careful!"

Before I knew it, the sky had darkened and the bright moon was hanging high in the sky.

The north wind howled, bringing with it a chill.

Jianye City was still brightly lit, and people were busy doing something in every street and alley.

Historically, the ceremony of a prince's succession to the throne had to be arranged in advance.

More than a month ago, the King of Yue died, and the whole city was in chaos.

Five days later, the succession ceremony was held. The entire Jianye City was in action again, with a large number of people busy hanging up lights and decorations. The Yuewang Mansion in the northeast of the city was also brightly lit.

The main hall door was closed, and only the guards at the sentry posts were left in the courtyard.

In the eyes of the servants and retainers, ever since the incident in the palace and the dramatic changes encountered by the Second Prince Wan Zhaohua, he has become increasingly taciturn.

All day long he either sat in meditation in the mourning hall, or locked himself in the main palace and practiced diligently by moving the Qi Zhou (Circular Qi) around his body.

Even the elder of the royal family who came from Shuntian Prefecture could only comfort him slightly after seeing this and not disturb the other party too much.

At this time, in another study room in the palace, a middle-aged man was seen leaning over a jade desk and flipping through files.

The man was valiant and resolute, dressed in a dark and gorgeous suit with gold patterns, which made him look solemn. He sat at the table with an aura of majesty without even being angry.

He was Wan Zhenhai, the royal family elder sent by the Imperial Clan Court in the capital to preside over the succession of the throne of the King of Yue.

"how could be?

I have seen Zhaoning girl many times. How could she do such a cruel thing? Even if it is her nature, her method is too crude and unwise!

Does she really think that she can inherit the throne smoothly by killing all the descendants of King Yue until she is the only one left? "

After Wan Zhenhai learned about Yu Jiaolong's affairs, he also noticed the strangeness of the matter.

But this was seen by dozens of eyes, so it could not be faked. In addition, the threat from the Lingzhou Tianli Sect was imminent, and the throne of the King of Yue could not remain vacant for long.

Wan Zhenhai could only instruct Wan Zhaohua to complete the succession ceremony as soon as possible, and as for the matter of Yu Jiaolong, he could only deal with finding her first.

At the same time, he checked the intelligence files every day, trying to find out anything strange.

Yu Jiaolong's natural talents are among the best in the royal family, and she has a promising future.

In addition, now that his spiritual power has been revived, it is certain that he will reach the Yangshen realm in the future, and he can also hope to reach the Zhenwu realm.

Yu Jiaolong also had a great chance of becoming the King of Yue, but before she, the clan elder who was to serve as the judge, could even say anything, the other party couldn't wait to do something that would destroy themselves.

"That doesn't make any sense at all!" Wan Zhenhai sighed again when he thought of this, "Zhao Ning girl, what on earth happened to you?"

"Haha, it seems that the adults also think that Zhaoning girl was framed."

At this time, a strong voice sounded in the study, but Wan Zhenhai looked calmly and raised his head to look at the door.

Then I saw a burly man in tight clothes appeared in the room at some point.

"Brother Mo has been here for quite a while now, and now he is finally willing to speak. Why did you come here uninvited so late at night? Do you want to fight with me?"

"How dare I, how dare I, old man, I have only been promoted to Yang God for less than two months, how can I be your opponent?"

Old Man Mo waved his hand and replied with a smile.

"It's just that I can't bear to disturb you because you still have to attend to official business so late at night."

"It's not official business, it's just some intelligence files from the Film City and Tianfeng Tower," Wan Zhenhai said calmly, "I heard that Zhaoning is with you now. Doesn't she have anything to say to me, the emperor's uncle?"

Seeing Wan Zhenhai's attitude, the smile on Old Man Mo's face suddenly became even brighter.

"That kid really guessed it right. The clan elder also noticed something was wrong, and his attitude towards Zhaoning was not as bad as Wang Zhengde's."

(End of this chapter)