Sister ruined my cultivation a hundred times

Chapter 135
Heavenly Dragon Dynasty.

The night is shrouded, and the lights in Tianlongwang Palace are bright.

Ming En and Di Qing knelt in the imperial study with ashamed faces.

"Your Majesty... On the way back, I met a mysterious woman who kidnapped Her Majesty the Seventeenth Prince. We are... really hard to match."

Mingen only felt that he had lived his whole life, and he had never felt ashamed as he is today.

At that time, he wanted to try his best, but he was directly beaten by that little girl, and he didn't even have the qualifications to try his best.

Thanks to his cultivation, he used to think he was complacent.

"Even you are not an opponent?" The emperor's voice above his head was also a little surprised.

"Yes, I... can't beat her at all." Ming En lowered his head, his old face was ashamed.

The emperor didn't know what to say for a while.

Ming En's strength is still in the Void Realm, at least there are very few people in the entire continent who surpass him, and those who can defeat Ming En in one blow must surpass him by at least two levels.

"Do you remember what that person looked like?" the emperor asked.

"Remember!" Ming En pointed his index finger between his eyebrows, then drew out a white light, and then landed in front of them.

That was the scene from Ye Lan'er's appearance, to the scene of fighting until he was blown away.

He didn't see the rest, but these were enough.

The emperor looked at the round-faced girl, and the shock in his heart surged like a huge wave.

He took a deep look at Ye Lan'er's image, and said calmly, "Where did they go now?"

Ming En immediately replied: "They have gone to the Yehuo Dynasty now."

"The Karmic Fire Dynasty..."

The emperor leaned on the backrest, the emotions in his eyes rolling.

After a while, he looked down at Ming En.

"Just now you said that this girl is looking for her brother?"

"Exactly." Ming En cupped his hands, "Her younger brother is the originator of the demon cult's troubles a few days ago."

The emperor closed his eyes, and the room was silent for a while, no one knew what he was thinking now.

Ming En felt uneasy, the loss of the Seventeenth Prince was no small matter.

Especially the seventeenth prince is the only son who can treat him with a pleasant face.

Di Qing knelt there with a pale face, his body hadn't recovered, and his self-blame was even higher than Ming En's guilt. If he hadn't been intimidated by that emperor's coercion, knowing that he never liked someone to interrupt when he was meditating, he would have been unable to bear it. I want to speak and take someone to find His Royal Highness the Seventeenth.

"I know."

The emperor finally spoke slowly.

He tapped the table lightly with one finger.

"Go ask the national teacher."

Li Changhai immediately bowed in response.

"You two get up, I already know about this matter, the other party is strong, and it is understandable that you are not defeated."

Ming En finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know about it..." Di Qing still couldn't hold back, and said worriedly.

The emperor glanced at him and smiled, but with a majestic majesty.

"It's good that General Di is so loyal."

Di Qing shivered, lowered his head, his heart beat wildly, and he couldn't figure out what His Majesty meant.

"As a member of Yulongwei, this subordinate should be so..."

The emperor said nothing more.

Li Changhai quickly brought the national teacher to the imperial study.

The national teacher is wearing a dark purple robe with a star map embroidered on it, his white hair is combed meticulously, but his face looks like a youth, his eyes are calm, and he bows his hands in salute.

"I have seen Your Majesty."

"Invite the national teacher, invite the national teacher late at night, will there be any delay in the national teacher?"

The national teacher naturally didn't dare to say anything.

Only then did the emperor speak, and said: "My seventeenth son, that boy Longyou, the national teacher also knows that he has never been idle."

A hint of helplessness appeared on the emperor's face, and then he rubbed the center of his brows with a headache.

"But at any rate, that kid won't do anything worrying, so I didn't expect it to happen so suddenly."

"Mingen, tell me what happened again."

"Yes." Ming En agreed, and then bowed his hands to the national teacher.

"It's like this..."

He roughly explained the antecedents of Long You's participation in the Devil's Cult and the Liangyimen, and the consequences of being taken away by Ye Lan'er, and then stood aside and stood still.

The national teacher also frowned, and he couldn't help but glance at Ming En.

"You mean, you have no backhand strength at all? The opponent just knocked you into the air with a random blow?"

There was a trace of embarrassment on Ming En's face, and then he nodded in shame.

"Indeed, it was just a random blow. I can see that she doesn't seem to have any killing intent at all, but pure...uh..."

As he spoke, he suddenly felt a chill for some reason, and a sense of crisis hit him, making him shut up.

Ming En couldn't help but glanced at the emperor sitting on the Lord's seat. Just now... who was it?
The national teacher nodded, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, this woman's strength is amazing, she must not be from an ordinary background, and I'm afraid it is deeply involved."

The emperor nodded.

"I also thought of this, so I came to you. The girl's younger brother is a member of the Demon Cult, and his identity... is very likely to be related to the Demon Lord."

The national teacher was surprised and said: "If so, then that woman..."

"This is exactly what I am worried about, so... the national teacher obeys the order."

"The minister is here."

"I order you to lead all the monks above the Dongxu Realm of the Tianlong Dynasty to the Yehuo Dynasty, hunt down this woman, behead her incomparably, and bring her back to my son Longyou! Do you have any objections?"

The national teacher looked up in astonishment, and couldn't help but said: "All monks above the Dongxu Realm? Your Majesty, is this too..."

"Huh?" The emperor looked up at him.

The national teacher was suffocated immediately.

But he continued to say: "Your Majesty, please think twice, if we mobilize all the masters above the Hollow Realm, then our Heavenly Dragon Dynasty will be empty inside. What if something happens at this time, what should we do?"

"I am willing to lead some monks to the Yehuo Dynasty and bring back His Royal Highness the Seventeenth. I will not hesitate to die. I am willing to issue a military order!"

As he spoke, he lifted his robe and knelt down.

"I'm not a display." The emperor said lightly.

The national teacher was stunned.

"With me here, what are you afraid of?"

"Li Changhai."

"The servant is here!" Li Changhai stepped forward.

"Draft the decree, make the order."

The national teacher had no choice but to salute and accept this task, but the shock in his heart could not be suppressed no matter what.

"Let's all go back."

When everyone walked out of the study, Li Changhai looked at the imperial decree in his hand, feeling a burst of emotion in his heart.

Sure enough, His Royal Highness Seventeen is always special.

"Several, let's go to declare the decree first, and leave."

Ming En and the others also looked complicated, they each looked at each other, shook their heads and left.

But their majesty is indeed very strong, and he is indeed fearless, but after so many years, who still remembers that he was once a shocking...

The national teacher suddenly thought of something, looked solemn, and strode away.

And the emperor in the room, under the candlelight, slowly opened a stone door hidden by the formation.

(End of this chapter)