Peerless Taoist

Song Kuan looked at the prince who was very excited in front of him, but he sneered in his heart.

The mortal prince thought he was kind-hearted. He wouldn't do such boring things.

This quota for entering Xianmen should have been deserved by the state of Daliang.

Although he did not go to the north, song Kuan knew that the war situation in the North was estimated to be extremely urgent. The beast sect actually used endless animal tides to annex the northern area of Wushen sect.

A person with strong dragon Qi can kill a ferocious monster between his fingers. However, in the animal tide, two fists are difficult to defeat four hands. Even the strong of Xianmen is likely to be killed by a group of demons.

Therefore, the usefulness of mortals is reflected.

Although their strength is low, they have a large number. Millions of troops fight with monsters, which can completely stop the animal tide.

They are cannon fodder!

Daliang marched northward with the strength of the whole country, killing and injuring countless people, just for the sake of the interest dispute of Xianmen.

However, all this has paid off.

The reward is a place to worship the immortal gate.

The emperor was old and inferior, so it was difficult to make a breakthrough. It's the prince. He's a plastic talent.

Song Kuan's heart had faintly planned to send the prince directly to the Pope's door. But according to the order of the school, he still needs to stay in the girder for some time.

Therefore, he deliberately didn't mention the quota of Xianmen and pretended to take a fancy to the prince's talent.

At that time, the prince will certainly be grateful to him when he worships the immortal gate.

Song Kuan and the prince looked at each other. They had their own ideas in their hearts and smiled without saying anything.

Just then, there was a sudden noise outside.

"Governor, your Highness has ordered that no one should come in." the bodyguard outside blocked him.

The prince frowned, drank and asked, "what's going on outside?"

"Your Highness, the East Hall governor, Duke Liu, asked for a meeting." the bodyguard replied.

A trace of displeasure flashed in the prince's eyes and shouted, "let him go away. Don't you see Gu meeting your guests?"

"Duke Liu said that his Highness the king of Wei was killed!" the bodyguard trembled.

"What!" the prince's eyes coagulated, "call him in!"

Liu Bao ran in and saw the prince kneeling on the ground: "Your Highness, the old slave is incompetent. Let the boy kill his Highness the king of Wei."

"Who?" the prince said coldly.

"It's Lu Yu, the son of marquis Yongping. When he entered King Wei's house, all the masters in charge were not his opponents. Even Wang Ming, who was enshrined in the hall, died in his hands."

"He also killed his Highness the king of Wei in front of the old slave. If the old slave didn't have the rune given by the immortal, I'm afraid he would have died in the boy's hand!"

Liu Bao finished and kowtowed a few heads to song Kuan.

At that time, song Kuan just came to the state of Daliang, and Liu Bao was responsible for the reception.

Liu Bao is very good at taking care of people. Song Kuan's reception was satisfactory everywhere. As soon as he was happy, he rewarded Liu Bao with a rune.

Unexpectedly, today's Dunfu saved Liu Bao's life.

The prince said coldly, "what's going on?"

Liu Bao hesitated for a moment and hurriedly told the prince what had happened in King Wei's house.

"It's Lu Yu. He still has this ability." the prince was shocked.

The prince knows what Lu Yu was like in the past. He suddenly reminds you of the scene when he worshipped the martial god this morning.

Later, the Ministry of industry inspected that the statue of God Wu was completely cast with sufficient materials, and there was no Jerry built work.

"Did he... Get any adventure?" the prince suddenly thought, and his heart was hot.

Yes, Lu Yu must have some adventure!

Otherwise, how could a fool become so fierce with sudden enlightenment!

"No matter what you get, as long as you are in the state of Daliang, you should be lonely!" a trace of greed flashed in the prince's eyes.