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"The Third Prince sent someone here?" In the dark secret room, Su Heng gently put down the pocket ancient book he was holding, and frowned deeply.

"The Third Prince and I have never met before. Why did someone so far away suddenly send someone to contact me?" Su Heng sat cross-legged on the ground, the firelight swaying on his face. He rubbed his chin and whispered, a slightly confused look on his face.

"You don't like this third prince?" Li Hongxiu tilted his head.

"It's a bit, but it's too far away from me, so I can't say whether I like it or not." Su Heng rubbed his temples and said, "Do you still remember the attack on Baihua County before? That incident was caused by Yuan Hong, the general of Zhenbei. Order given."

"Later I came to visit him and read Yuan Hong's memory."

"In this person's memory, there is a faint shadow of the Third Prince behind the series of actions of King Dingxuan."

Li Hongxiu and Bingxue were smart. They only reacted after listening to a few words from Su Heng. She widened her eyes slightly, covered her mouth, and said in surprise, "You mean to say that the real mastermind behind the release of the demon god from Fawang Temple is not King Dingxuan but the third prince."

"Yeah." Su Heng nodded, breathing a little heavier.

"But why would he do this?" Li Hongxiu put down his hand and regained his previous calmness. But there was still lingering doubt in those big black and white eyes.

"How do I know this?" Su Heng shrugged, "When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Maybe there is a secret in this matter that I don't know about, or maybe I am just overly worried. But the warrior's first feeling They are all very sharp. There must be something wrong with these three princes."

"Then do you still want to see this person sent by the third prince?" Li Hongxiu asked.

"Since you have come to my house, of course you want to see him." Su Heng snorted and asked, "Who is this person? Did he come alone?"

"The man's skin is very white, he has no beard on his chin, and his voice is a bit shrill." Li Hongxiu thought for a while and said, "Well... he looks a bit like the eunuch or eunuch mentioned in the storybook."

"This man seems very polite, but for some reason, he feels very dangerous to me, like a poisonous snake hiding in the grass." Although Li Hongxiu is not as good as Tiangui in cultivation, he has a good physique. She is special and has an innate mental acuity, and her judgment definitely has merit.

"What else?" Su Heng asked.

"Behind him were four armored warriors whose faces couldn't be seen clearly. Only a pair of blood-red eyes were exposed." Li Hongxiu recalled, "Those warriors were very burly, as big as Elder Wang. High. And they gave me the feeling of being eerie and dead, not like living people."

"It's interesting." Su Heng said, "It seems that this person is already ready to break up. Otherwise, if he really wants to discuss cooperation, why would he need to bring so many experts with him?"

"Let's go!" Su Heng suddenly stood up from the ground, "Go and see what kind of medicine the third prince is selling in his gourd."

He swayed and walked out of the open door.

Li Hongxiu turned around and trotted behind Su Heng.

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The Demon-Suppressing Tower, the bright reception hall.

"call!"

Zhao Chengen picked up the tea cup and blew lightly on it.

The rising white smoke suddenly dispersed, causing ripples to appear on the amber tea soup. There was a leisurely and contented look on his fair face, as if he was not a guest outside, but staying at home. He slowly took a sip on the teacup and put it down gently.

"Your master hasn't come yet." Zhao Chengen raised his head and his eyes fell on Wang Xinlong beside him.

"Someone has already gone to inform Mr. Du Si." Wang Xinlong said calmly, "As for when he will come to see you, or even whether he is willing to come to see you, that is his business. You have no right to make orders, you only need to be here Just wait patiently.”

Zhao Chengen's eyes narrowed, and a stern look flashed in his pupils.

But it quickly disappeared and returned to the smiling expression of the old god just now, as if it was just an illusion, "You should know who I represent, and I hope to tell him that this opportunity is rare. If you miss it, you may regret it for the rest of your life."

"This is his territory, and we act according to the rules he set." Wang Xinlong replied.

"No, you are wrong." Zhao Chengen said with a smile, "There is nothing in this world that is not the king's land."

"The king is the king, and the third prince is the third prince." Wang Xinlong's expression remained unchanged, but the smile on Zhao Chengen's face became a little stiff.

He suddenly sighed.

I felt that I was really a little confused. I actually lost some points by arguing with such a small character.

Zhao Chengen turned his gaze sideways and looked out the window. There are row upon row of buildings outside, and there are rows of boathouses on the Guanjiang River. Although this small place is remote, the scenery is unexpectedly prosperous.

And in that square, many young people were exercising their energy and blood.

Zhao Chengen just glanced over and saw that there were several young people inside who were considered to be quite talented.

Could it be...

This place is truly a geomantic treasure.

How come I've never heard of it before.

boom!

The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Zhao Chengen put back the little doubt in his heart, turned around, and saw two more dragon guards standing in front of the door, and then a burly figure walked in from the outside with his head lowered, followed by a girl in red. .

The man had messy hair shawl and a resolute face.

After entering the room, he first looked around, and then his slightly scrutinizing eyes fell on Zhao Chengen.

His pupils were dark and deep, and there was no special expression on his face. There was neither hostility nor excessive expectations, as if Zhao Chengen was just being treated as an ordinary person.

Such an indifferent attitude made Zhao Chengen feel a little unhappy.

But the aura emanating from that person.

Although I don’t know the depth, there is no doubt that he is definitely a master.

The smile on Zhao Chengen's face subsided, and his spine straightened forward slightly.

laugh!

Wang Xinlong stretched out his hand and pulled out a bench.

This chair was specially made for Su Heng's body shape and was made of radiant stone, so it could bear his increasingly exaggerated weight.

boom!

Su Heng crossed his legs and sat firmly on them.

He stretched out his hand and hooked it, and Zhao Chengen stood up from the chair at a loss.

Li Hongxiu stood on tiptoes, stepped on the stool, made tea from the table next to her, and handed it to Su Heng respectfully.

Su Heng reached out to take it, but just opened the lid of the tea and let the scent of tea spread in the air. He did not drink it and said calmly, "My time is limited. To make a long story short, tell me your reason for coming."

At this time, Zhao Chengen found himself trapped in a certain atmosphere created by the other party, and his aura was suppressed.

He quickly took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality.

"I'm here for the third prince's oral instructions." Zhao Chengen looked at Su Heng, hoping to see some kind of surprised and solemn look on the other person's face when he mentioned this name.

However, no, Su Heng's expression remained calm, with that unconcerned indifference on his face.

As expected, he is a bumpkin from the countryside. I don’t know what this name means... Zhao Chengen cursed softly in his heart and had to continue, "The third prince heard about what happened on the Skull Plain, as well as matters related to the mythical battlefield, etc. , so I was specially sent here.”

"The Third Prince hopes to reach cooperation with Your Excellency."

"What kind of cooperation method?" Su Heng put down the teacup and asked with interest.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Chengen just thought that the rhythm had finally returned to his side, so he raised his chin slightly and said to himself, "The third prince will give you the skills, elixirs, weapons, etc. needed for your cultivation." Wait. An elite Shenwu army will be sent from Zhongzhou to station here. Those veterans have experienced fighting in the mythical battlefield and have rich experience, which will definitely be of great benefit. "

"Sounds very good." Su Heng took a sip of tea and said leisurely, "But the seven states of Jiang'e and Hubei have been a barbaric land since ancient times. What does the third prince want to get from me?"

"All profits from the Golden Crow, the Immortal Tree, and the Mythical Battlefield must be distributed by the third prince."

"..."

After Zhao Chengen finished speaking, the room suddenly became quiet.

Wang Xinlong frowned slightly, his face full of anger. Li Hongxiu's eyes flashed, as if he was expecting something.

Zhao Chengen raised his chin, with a look of determination on his face. The four black-armored guards he brought stood beside him, the darkness covering them like substance, even dispelling the bright sunlight coming from the window.

Click!

Su Heng swallowed the last sip of tea in the tea cup and gently closed the lid.

"You told a good joke, but I don't want to hear it a second time." The expression on Su Heng's face remained the same, but there seemed to be a storm brewing in his dark pupils.

"This is not a joke." Zhao Chengen tightened his collar and said with an arrogant expression, "Master Dusi, I have to remind you. Those things I just mentioned, you just discovered them by luck. In the whole world, Could it be the royal land? As the successor of this empire, the third prince can take whatever he wants."

"He can obviously take it directly from you, but he is still willing to compensate you. You should be grateful." Zhao Chengen sighed, with a smile on his face, and continued to persuade, "This opportunity is hard-won, you have to perform well. . When the third prince succeeds to the throne, the next king of the empire may not be you."

"What if I don't agree?" Su Heng said calmly.

"I advise you not to make a mistake." Zhao Chengen first threatened, and then continued, "I came here with two preparations. If I can't get what I want through negotiation, then I can only use force. Problem solved."

"Just the four puppets you brought?" Su Heng raised his eyebrows.

"Puppets?" Zhao Chengen said with a smile, "It doesn't matter how you interpret it. Although these masked iron monsters are descendants of the sinful clan, their strength is still acceptable. Since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, in the millennium, countless people have used force to cause chaos. The forbidden masters died in their hands and finally became one of them."

"Really?" Su Heng's light voice came, without any hint of fireworks.

Zhao Chengen was surprised at first.

Because Su Heng on the seat disappeared out of thin air.

Before he could react and realize what had happened, Su Heng's figure reappeared and he sat on the big chair leisurely.

The expression on his face was calm, and the index finger of his left hand transformed into a jet-black dragon claw, with a trace of dark red blood on the end.

Click!

Four crisp sounds overlapped and came almost simultaneously.

Zhao Chengen suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and his whole figure seemed to have fallen into an ice cave.

He widened his eyes and looked around, seeing a bottomless blood hole appearing on the forehead of the masked iron demon he had brought.

White brain matter and dark red blood gurgled out from the wound.

Their burly bodies lost their balance, and slowly fell backwards under Zhao Chengen's unbelievable and astonished gaze...

boom!

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