I really didn't want to be emperor

Purple Orchid.

Ye Jun came with Wei Zhuang and entered the pavilion. A maid came forward, "Two princes, please come inside."

"There are boxes?"

The maid nodded, "Yes, please come with me both of you."

Ye Jun walked forward slowly, closely behind the maid, and never looked to the sides. As he walked forward, the few people in the pavilion, all their eyes fell on Ye Jun, looking at his sickly appearance. , It seems likely to fall to the ground at any time.

Moving forward.

Ye Jun said: "Can your master be here?"

The maid's eyebrows frowned, looking at Ye Jundao: "The son is going to see our Lord Xuan?"

Ye Jun nodded, "If you let the Lord Xuan come, you will say that it is an old friend."

The maid nodded, "My son, the maid will inform you. As for whether the master Xuan will come, the maid cannot guarantee."

Ye Jundao: "You only need to tell her the deceased to see you, and you Xuanzhu will definitely come."

The maid sent Ye Jun into the box, turned and walked towards the top floor of Zilanxuan, "This master's routine has been used by many people. The master Xuan has never seen anyone before, and he still wants to see the master Xuan. See what he looks like."

"I'm sick, I'm afraid I won't live long."

The top floor of Zilanxuan.

Outside a house.

Maid Qianying stopped and leaned forward, "Master Xuan, some guests claimed to be Xuanzhu's deceased."

"come in!"

A soft and pleasant voice came from the room.

The maid raised her hand and pushed open the door to enter, looking towards the window, a shadow of a beautiful figure leaning against the window, charming and charming, all over the country.

What a natural stunner.

Such a woman, wherever she is, will instantly attract people's eyes, because she is so beautiful.

The woman is no one else, but the owner of Zilanxuan, Zinu.

The purple girl's spiritual eyes flickered, looking at the maid in front of her, "Who is the one here."

The maid said: "Master Hui Xuan, he is a sick son, not very old."

Zi Nu frowned slightly, "Which box does he live in."

The maid said: "Return to Lord Xuan, Orchid Pavilion."

Zi Nu nodded, "Okay, you can withdraw!"

The maid turned and left, closing the door of the room.

this moment.

Zi Nu was still leaning against the window, her body exuding an aura that was thousands of miles away. The next second, her figure flashed and disappeared into the room.

Inside the Orchid Pavilion.

Ye Junduan sat in front of the case, Wei Zhuangduan stood on one side, "Master, someone is coming."

"No need to move!" Ye Jun said in a low voice, paused, and continued: "Since it's here, just come in!"

Zi Nu pushed open the door to enter, her eyes fell on Ye Jun and Wei Zhuang, "Two professed old people come to see you, do we really know each other?"

Ye Jundao: "Master Xuan took a seat."

Zi Nu said: "Your Excellency dare not show others in true colors, it should not be my old friend."

Ye Jun slowly raised his hand and tore off the disguise from his cheeks, "Is this king an old friend?"

Zi Nu hurriedly closed the gate of the pavilion, stepped forward quickly, and bowed, "Subordinate Zi Nu, pay homage to the prince."

Ye Jundao: "Master Xuan doesn't need to be polite, just sit down."

As he spoke, he once again put the disguise on his cheeks, "Master Xuan knows where is the sky prison of the Black Blood Hall?"

The purple girl's face faded, "The prince wants to rob the prison on Prince Xia?"

Jun Ye nodded, "If I don't save people, how can this king take risks with his body?"

Zi Nu said: "Master, the Black Blood Hall is the most mysterious institution in the Northern Qin Dynasty. Their sky prison is not easy to enter. In addition to being heavily guarded, there are also powerful people in the Black Blood Hall. If they are not careful, they will fall into them. Surrounded."

Ye Jundao: "The king's heart has been determined. Next, Lord Xuan will find a way to find the layout of the Black Blood Hall Sky Prison. In addition, he will also get a copy of the information about the person in the Sky Prison."

The purple girl furrowed her brows and thought for a moment, "Master, I am afraid it will take a while to get these things."

Ye Jundao: "How long."

Zi Nu thought for a moment, "Three days."

Ye Jun said again: "Okay, this king will give you three days. For these three days, this king will stay in Zilanxuan."

Zi Nu nodded, "The prince stays at ease, it is very safe here, so the subordinates will do it."

After leaving the Orchid Pavilion.

Zi Nu was so shocked that she couldn't believe that Ye Jun would come to North Qin City in person, let alone that Ye Jun was so young.

Now Ye Jun has issued an order to get the layout of the Black Blood Hall Sky Prison, or to guard the sky prison candidates.

This is undoubtedly a difficult thing for her.

The Black Blood Hall has always been strictly disciplined, and even the people in the hall rarely come to Zilanxuan to drink tea.

Contemplated for a long time.

There was a smile at the corner of Zi Nu's mouth, because she already had a candidate in her mind. The strong men in the Black Blood Hall did not come to drink and drink tea, but among the soldiers guarding the prison, one of them was a frequent visitor to Zi Lanxuan.

This person became her only breakthrough.

..........

Wanren Mountain.

Outside the knife house.

Young Master Yan appeared, looking at the Cao Lu in front of him, he was shocked, unable to believe that a generation of strong sword gods would actually live here.

At this time.

A middle-aged man appeared in the eyes of Young Master Yan. He was dressed in burlap and linen with a rusty hatchet in his hand.

Young Master Yan said in shock: "He is the god of swords, Nangong Wentian?"

Nangong Wentian had already noticed the existence of Gongzi Yan, "Who is your Excellency, what's the matter here?"

The son Yan said: "Qin Huang Gong Zi Yan, see Lord Sword God."

Nangong asked the heavens: "You are from the Qin Palace, what's the matter with my knife house."

The son Yan took off the broken knife at his waist and handed it to Nangong Wentian with both hands, "My emperor asked me to give the knife to Lord Sword God."

Nangong Wentian's eyes fell on the broken knife, his face changed slightly, "Let's talk about what happened in Qin Palace, Qin Huang actually sent this knife."

The son said, "Master Chen was killed."

Nangong Wentian hurriedly said, "Chen Di-Ning was killed. Who killed him?"

Young Master Yan said again: "Xia Guo, an unknown sword repairman."

Nangong Wentian murmured to himself: "I have lived in seclusion here for ten years, and there is such a strong person in the world."

"Chen Di-Ning's swordsmanship has reached perfection, and he is a sword repairer who can kill others. The swordsmanship is afraid that he has mastered the gods. Is there such a strong in the world?"

Words fall.

He raised his hand slightly, the son Yanzhang interrupted the knife and was taken away, and instantly appeared in Nangong Wentian's hand, "Go back and tell the Emperor Qin that I will arrive at the Qin Palace, this time."

Gongzi Yan nodded, "I will return to the palace to return."

For a time.

In front of the knife house.

Nangong Wentian was the only one left. He raised his hand and touched his palm to interrupt the knife. His thoughts fell into memory, and he left Qin Palace in anger.

And changed her mother's last name.

I thought I would never see this knife in my life, but now someone actually killed Chen Dining, how strong should that person be?

Nangong Wentian boasted that even if he wanted to kill Chen Dining, it would take at least ten rounds ten years ago.

Time has changed, and now if they fight against each other, they should be able to kill in a flash.

The only opponent that can be called him is Chen Dining.

this moment.

There was a flash of fire in Nangong Wentian's eyes, as if the blood in his body had been ignited again. He had given up too many things in his life, except that he never gave up the sword technique.

At the pinnacle of Dao Dao, one is alone.

Invincible is really lonely.

Now an opponent finally appeared, and he was determined to go down the mountain to compete.