Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 372
Zhenghe Palace occupies a very large area, Mo Lin was attracted by the exquisite and elegant pavilions all around as soon as he entered the door.

It was already deep winter, and most of the plants in Yunlan Kingdom had withered and fallen leaves, but the Zhenghe Palace was lush and full of colorful flowers, and the carriage walked on the road paved with white jade slabs for a long time, and finally stopped at a Outside the bamboo forest.

"My lord, His Royal Highness the Second Prince is waiting for you at the Rain Watching Pavilion in the bamboo forest."

The eunuch in charge of leading the way stopped outside the bamboo forest and signaled Mo Lin to enter by himself.

After Mo Lin thanked him, he walked towards the forest along the path of the bamboo forest.

Hongdu City in the depths of winter is already very cold. Although the temperature has not yet dropped to freezing temperatures, the wind blowing on his face is still a bit stinging.

The bamboo forest was quiet, and the temperature was a little lower than the outside when he first entered, but as he went deeper, Mo Lin felt that the temperature around him was rising rapidly, as if he had crossed the severe cold in a few steps and stepped into the spring of red flowers and green grass.

Mo Lin is already a strong Martial King now, and the ordinary changes in cold and heat have no effect on him at all, but there are a few vague auras that have passed into his perception.

"Wu Zong strong? One, two, three..."

No more, no less, exactly 15 people, the lowest level Wuzong, the most person has the cultivation strength of the eighth level Wuzong.

They were hiding in the bamboo forest, with fifteen extremely weak spiritual senses locked on Mo Lin's body, carefully probing his cultivation strength.

The corner of Mo Lin's mouth raised slightly imperceptibly. After the second awakening of the Yin-Yang martial soul, he could already hide or change the aura in his body at will. Although the masters in the bamboo forest are strong, they are not good enough to see through Mo Lin's details. too far.

Soon, a small hexagonal pavilion appeared in Mo Lin's sight.

There was a stone table and four stone chairs in the pavilion. A slender young man in a purple gown and a dark red jade belt was pacing back and forth in the small pavilion when he saw Mo Lin appearing with a handsome face. Immediately filled with surprise color.

"Mr. Mo, I've heard you famous for a long time, and it's really an honor to meet you today."

While speaking, the young man quickly walked up to him.

"Your Highness, it is too polite of you to say that. It is Mo Lin's honor to meet His Highness."

As in the rumors, the second prince really has an approachable and refined appearance, handsome and comely, with an extraordinary bearing, kind and gentle. If it wasn't for his own name, Mo Lin would not have believed that the son in front of him is the second prince.

The second prince smiled and said: "Received a letter from Dean Huang, knowing that the Unfeeling Sect has produced another peerless genius. Brother Mo, who is fighting against the top ten talents in Fengshen Academy alone, is coming to see Huaiyi, which makes me very happy. Come, please sit down."

"Senior brother?"

It was only then that Mo Lin remembered that the second prince had also studied in Fengshen Academy for a period of time, and there was nothing wrong with calling himself a junior, but he was a little uncomfortable with this enthusiasm when he first met him.

Mo Lin sat down with a smile. From the tone of the second prince, he noticed that the relationship between Huang Tiejia and the second prince seemed to be extraordinary.

The tea set was set on the table in advance, and a maid filled the tea bowl in front of them with tea.

"Your Highness is indeed the same as in the rumors. He is a virtuous corporal, approachable, and has no airs of royalty. To make a long story short, Mo Lin has three purposes for coming to Zhenghe Palace to see His Highness. The first is to convey a message, and the second is to I want to make a deal with His Highness, and thirdly, I want to inquire about something."

After half a bowl of tea entered his stomach, Mo Lin went straight in and said why he wanted to see Song Huaiyi.

"Oh? Brother, please tell me."

The second prince looked all ears.

Mo Lin asked: "Your Highness should have heard about the news about Emperor Wu's treasure, right?"

The second prince smiled and said: "This news came from my royal family. How could I not have heard of it? In the entire Black Dragon Empire, there should not be many people who don't know about this matter. In order to find the treasure, the royal family sent a large number of experts. My imperial brother personally took people to hunt for treasures."

"The news I want to tell you is that your elder brother, the eldest prince Song Huairen, has died."

Hearing this, the second prince's face suddenly changed: "Junior brother, are you joking?"

"Didn't Dean Huang tell you in the letter?" Mo Lin asked doubtfully.

The second prince shook his head: "No, why, is this related to Dean Huang?"

Mo Lin saw that the second prince didn't look like he was acting, so he explained in detail how the first prince and Song Yuanbiao besieged Mo Lin and killed them from beginning to end. After reading it again, he just put the final responsibility on the Dragon Clan.

The expression on the second prince's face changed from blue to pale, shocked, and excited. After listening to Mo Lin's narration, he sat motionless on the chair, completely stunned.

"Your brother is dead, and the 20 army is dead too. The Emperor Wu's treasure is actually just a dragon's lair. The treasure hunting team failed to find the treasure, but almost ended up with the whole army wiped out. Since you received the letter from Dean Huang, You should know that he also went to Jinsha River as the captain of Fengshen Academy’s treasure hunting team, if you don’t believe what I just said, you can ask him about it.” Finally, Mo Lin said.

"I believe you."

The second prince managed to slow down, the expression on his face kept changing, and his mood was obviously far from calm.

"The legend of the treasure has been circulated for thousands of years, but it has never been found. This time, the emperor used all his strength to find the treasure just to get that seat. I was also depressed for a long time because I was not qualified to participate in the treasure hunt." Time, this news is too important, tell me, what is your deal?"

Mo Lin picked up the tea bowl and put it to his lips, took a sip, and then slowly said: "At the beginning of this year, Song Yuanbiao led [-] elite soldiers and joined hands with the masters and strongmen of the three major sects to destroy my sect, the Heartless Sect. In addition to the crime of secretly hiding the treasure map of the Martial Emperor and conceiving the jade, there is another important reason why the Unfeeling Sect was destroyed because of the battle for the throne between you and the First Prince."

"Guardian Protector General Mu Hongwu is your supporter, and he is a disciple of the Unfeeling Sect. The eldest prince was worried that the Unfeeling Sect would stand up to support you in the fight for the throne in the future, so he killed the most powerful hidden danger. "

"I don't know if it's the Eldest Prince's intention or His Majesty's acquiescence, it doesn't matter now, after all, he is dead, and the prince Song Yuanbiao all died on Seven Star Island, so, to you Song Family , I don’t want to pursue it any further.”

After a short pause, Mo Lin continued: "However, I will never let people from the three major sects go. Although their treasure hunting team also died on Seven Star Island, there are tens of thousands of remaining disciples in the sect. The deal I want to make with His Highness is, can you lend me [-] elite soldiers to help me destroy these three sects? In return, I will support the second prince to sit on the throne, what do you think?"

The second prince's ever-changing face became stiff for a moment.

He stared at Mo Lin's face and remained silent for a long time.

Mo Lin was not in a hurry, and just looked at the second prince with a calm expression.

(End of this chapter)