Are you crazy? He became an Immortal Emperor just after I became an immortal!

"As expected, the royal family is the most ruthless..."

Leng Wuqing sighed in his heart and left on the grounds that he did not want to disturb the elegance of the Third Prince.

In fact, he did not want to see the father and son killing each other, but since he was on the Third Prince's boat, he could only go all the way to the end.

Fortunately, with the power of the Third Prince in the court, there is still a great hope for him to ascend to the throne of the emperor, and he will have the merit of following the dragon by then.

Leaving the study and coming to the door of the inner mansion, Leng Wuqing frowned and said, "Where is my sword?"

In the inner mansion, weapons are not allowed, so he unloaded the sword at the door, but when he came out, it was not in the original position.

"Ah? Where is the lord's sword?"

The two guards guarding the door looked a little panicked.

Wasn't Leng Wuqing's sword still here just now?

At this moment, Leng Wuqing's innate spiritual sense suddenly jumped, and the scene of the Third Prince lying in a pool of blood appeared in front of him.

Then, a maid screamed from the study.

Leng Wuqing hurried over and saw a plate of osmanthus cake falling to the ground at the door of the study. A maid collapsed on the ground, looking at the study in horror.

Leng Wuqing walked forward quickly, but saw that the third prince Zhao Tai was still sitting in his seat and laughing. The only difference from when he left was that Zhao Tai had a sword stuck in his forehead.

This sword was Leng Wuqing's sword!

The third prince was assassinated, or suspected to be killed by the six-door divine arrester. This incident soon shocked the court and the public.

Leng Wuqing was immediately detained, interrogated, and convicted.

Then he was directly thrown into the sky prison and executed three days later.

The whole process did not even take a day.

If you want to ask why it was so fast, in addition to the sword, there are dozens of evidence pointing to Leng Wuqing as the murderer!

Even the two guards at the inner palace came out to point out that Leng Wuqing brought his sword into the inner palace, not that it was stolen.

Six Gates, the Palace of Divine Detectives.

The only female detective, Hua Haitang, was begging the eldest brother, Tie Aoxue: "The fourth brother can't be the murderer, Brother Aoxue, please take back the verdict and let the Six Gates re-investigate!"

The second-ranked Zhuihunming leaned against the wall, his hands folded across his chest, watching all this coldly, without saying a word.

Tie Aoxue shook his head and sighed: "I know that Lao Si is not the murderer, even His Majesty knows that he is innocent."

A glimmer of hope appeared in Hua Haitang's eyes: "If that's the case, why don't we overturn the verdict..."

"Lao San, don't you understand?"

At this time, Zhui Hun Ming, who was watching coldly, sneered: "It doesn't matter who the murderer is, what matters is that someone wants the third prince and Lao Si to die!"

Hua Haitang said anxiously: "Yes, yes, no, no! Even if someone wants Lao Si's life, we can't let him die unjustly! We have to find the real murderer, I know the murderer is Wu..."

"Enough!"

Tie Aoxue slapped the table, stood up, and said slowly and firmly: "Yes and no, no and yes!"

Hua Haitang took two steps back, looking at the strange Lao Da and Lao Er, a certain belief in being impartial in her heart seemed to shatter, and she turned around and ran out with tears.

In the prison.

A man dressed as a prison warden, carrying a pot of wine, walked into the cell where Leng Wuqing was imprisoned, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master Leng, it's time to go."

Leng Wuqing now has no more vigor and vitality than when he was a divine detective. He sat in the corner with a decadent look on his face.

"Are you Li Xinghun?"

Leng Wuqing looked up and saw the person coming, slightly surprised.

He didn't expect that this old rival whom he had never caught in his life would actually walk into the prison.

He looked at the wine pot again, and Leng Tianqing laughed at himself: "The master of your Wumeng is really cautious. He is still worried about me falling into such a situation, and actually let you, the old rival, send me off for the last time."

Li Xinghun said expressionlessly: "There are too many substitutes these days. If you run away, it will be difficult to find you."

"That's right."

Leng Wuqing took the wine pot and drank it down with his head tilted back.

It was not until this time that he realized that the big net in Sanhe City had never stopped capturing its prey.

"Since you are all afraid of the Wumeng, don't blame me for letting the fourth brother go in private!"

At night, Hua Haitang wore a nightgown and broke into the prison.

But when she came to the cell where Leng Wuqing was imprisoned, she only saw a cold corpse.

...

Just when the third prince Zhao Tai and the divine detective Leng Wuqing died one after another, thousands of miles away in Xuzhou.

The leader of the Demon Cult Shi Jian walked out of a dark and ancient cave, with a demonic power all over his body. The birds and beasts within a few miles seemed to feel that a disaster was coming, and they fled in all directions.

The confidant who had been waiting outside the cave for a long time saw this and said excitedly: "Master, you finally let the bloodShadow Divine Art has been cultivated to the fifteenth level?"

"That's right, at this moment, I have no rivals among the Grandmasters!"

When Shi Jian spoke, an unparalleled domineering aura instantly overflowed: "Martial Alliance leader Lu Changsheng, and Zhuque who betrayed me, I must cut you into pieces to relieve the hatred in my heart..."

"Didn't I just kill a few of your venerables and rob the demon sect you founded? Do you hate me so much?"

A voice came, and Shi Jian's face changed. Looking at a young man in white and a woman in a red skirt walking slowly, he showed a puzzled look: "How do you know where I am in seclusion?"

At this time, his confidant stood behind Lu Changsheng without knowing when, and said with a guilty look: "Master, I'm sorry, he gave too much."

"You..."

Shi Jian almost vomited blood in anger. He laughed angrily and said: "Okay, okay, in this case, you three will die together! "

"Hundred Blood Sword Slash!"

Shi Jian shouted angrily, drew out his precious sword, and slashed out an indescribable brilliant sword light!

Following closely, dozens of identical terrifying sword lights descended!

It was as if countless swords suddenly fell from the sky, traversing the sky and destroying everything!

Each of these sword lights could severely injure a great master, and hundreds of sword lights fell together, the power was unimaginable!

It must be better than Su Bai and Zhao Hongshang's combined swordsmanship "Love in a Fallen City"!

"Fancy!"

Lu Changsheng shook his head and punched out.

This ordinary punch felt to Shi Jian like a mountain falling, as heavy as a thousand pounds!

Boom!

The endless sword lights were all shattered, Shi Jian flew horizontally, and hit the rock heavily, revealing a human-shaped pit. He said with a dull face: "How is it possible?"

"Nothing is impossible! "

Lu Changsheng threw another punch, and Shi Jian flew out of the rock, covered in blood and in a miserable state.

His former confidant looked at Shi Jian with pity in his eyes.

Since the news of Lu Changsheng's destruction of Tianji Pavilion spread, everyone now speculated that he had strength above the innate.

Although the leader of the Demon Cult had been stimulated by Lu Changsheng before, his strength improved by leaps and bounds after practicing in seclusion, but he was still far behind Lu Changsheng.

If Shi Jian had even a glimmer of hope of winning, his confidant would not choose to betray him.

"Come on, let me see what secrets you have!"

Lu Changsheng spread out his five fingers, grabbed Shi Jian's head, and began to search his soul in his desperate eyes.

The first thing Lu Changsheng "saw" was the vast memory fragments, and what Lu Changsheng had to do was to find the information he wanted before Shi Jian's memory completely collapsed.