You all chase the heroine? I married that devil woman.

"Your Highness, His Highness Prince Song has gone far away."

Mendu looked at Shen Yian who had been standing there for a long time and reminded him in a low voice.

"Yeah." Shen Yian lowered his eyes, smiled slightly and said, "My fourth brother is really generous."

Mendu stood behind and didn't understand what his own prince was talking about.

Oh right!

The fifth prince didn't bring anything with him, but Prince Song brought eight golds, which was really generous.

Shen Yian turned around and said, "Mendu, take the accountant of the palace and go to Dingfulou in Beishi to do the handover procedures."

"It will be the property of the palace in the future."

"Ah?"

Mendu didn't react for a while. Dingfulou is a well-known restaurant in Tianwu City. How come it suddenly became his own palace?

"What are you standing there for? Why don't you go?"

"Ah? Ah! Yes, Your Highness!" Mendu didn't dare to neglect and ran a few steps quickly.

Shen Yian turned his head and glanced at the direction where Shen Jingyu was going.

"Throwing a stone to test the water..."

He threw a hot potato into his hand to see if he could catch it with his iron hand, and also to see how the other side would react.

Song Palace... Gusu Zhao Family... Concubine Zhao.

Putting aside all the conspiracy theories, Shen Jingyu was just after "freedom".

The Zhao family has been raising a chick in a cage for so many years, and it is finally going to spread its plump wings.

But it needs a hand to open the cage for it first.

It just so happens that he should settle some things with the Zhao family...

Compared to making friends with Shen Tengfeng, he prefers a big family like Shen Jingyu. If you help him, he will really give you money!

"Your Highness, Mr. Yin Zai is back."

In the study, Fu Sheng and Yin Zai have been waiting for a long time.

"Did you deal with that old dog?"

Yin Zai bowed his hands, his voice slightly hoarse: "Your Highness, the old man Kubei has been ambushed and killed 20 miles west of Tianmen Pass."

"Yes."

Shen Yian nodded. When Yin Zai took action, it was easy to kill an ordinary old dog in Tianwu Realm except for those who were at the level of land immortals such as Lu Wenxuan and Pei Wen.

However, after the death of a left protector, it would not be long before the next left protector took over.

The Demon Cult is now a state religion among the countries outside the sky. Years of dormancy have already made them extremely powerful.

They are just waiting for their leader to challenge the realm of wandering and take the sword to rule Daqian!

"After the old dog died, did the Never-Sleeping City make any moves?" Shen Yian's eyes were stern.

In the inner hall of the Demon Cult, there was a row of heart lamps of important figures in the Demon Cult.

When the person died, the lamp went out.

The news of the death of the old man Kubei would be reported back to the Demon Cult as soon as possible.

"Your Highness, the city that never sleeps has rung three bells."

"Three bells, a meeting? Let Yinhu and the others go back to the Chamber of Commerce and wait." Shen Yian sneered.

"Also, Fu Sheng, please go to the Southeast Sword Lake and help me get the sword."

Fu Sheng and Yin Zai were both stunned.

Shen Yian couldn't help but feel funny when he saw the two of them: "Don't think too much. Tianwu City has been in turmoil recently. I should at least have a handy guy with me, right?"

"Take it, and it will follow you obediently."

Shen Yian grabbed the scabbard on the bookshelf in the air and flew into his hand.

"By the way, please say hello to the old man fishing for me. Did he come up empty-handed again today?"

Fu Sheng took the scabbard with both hands, and there was a little ripple on his expressionless face: "Fu Sheng obeys."

After Fu Sheng left, Shen Yian sat behind the desk with his eyes slightly lowered.

The old dog died, and the Demon Cult re-elected the left protector and sent people to carry out the mission again.

At this stage, we cannot provoke the Demon Cult to jump over the wall, nor can we let them completely retreat.

It would be best if they could be like the Calabash Brothers saving their grandfather, and their sustainability would be reduced.

The old woman and the others should be very interested in the Demon Cult, right?

Shen Yian opened the folding fan again, feeling the true meaning of killing.

It's a pity, if the old dog's head was taken to the Wuwei Division, it could be exchanged for a lot of money.

The gentle wind blew the leaves and flowers of the pomegranate tree outside the window.

It will be autumn in March, and the barbarians in the north will become restless again after autumn.

As a son-in-law, I have to help my father-in-law solve his problems.

It's really a troubled time.

"Pah!"

Shen Yian closed the folding fan and stood up.

There are many things to do today, and I'm a little annoyed. I'm going to play with the silly girl.

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Song Wangfu.

"Your Highness, it's cleaned up." Wenwu bowed his head and said respectfully.

"Where is the Yin-Yang account book?"

"It's been dealt with."

"Well, Dingfulou, it's not ours anymore."

Shen Jingyu stroked the raven in the cage and said casually.

"Your Highness, I don't understand why you want to give Dingfulou to the King of Chu for nothing?"

"Are you asking me?"

"I don't dare!"

Chengwu was shocked and hurriedlyKneeling on the ground.

Shen Jingyu turned around and let the raven jump from the birdcage to his shoulder.

"According to seniority, I should call you uncle, right?"

"I dare not!" Wenwu lowered his head even lower.

"Compared to Mr. Zhou from the academy, Uncle Wen has taught me more over the years."

"I have always admired you."

Shen Jingyu walked to Wenwu's side and gently pressed his hand on the tall shoulder.

"Your Highness... Please don't let down the expectations of the Imperial Concubine!" Wenwu said.

"When has the king ever let down the expectations of my mother?"

Wenwu lowered his head and said nothing, only feeling that the thin palm on his shoulder seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

"Gah!!!"

The raven's blood-red eyes stared at the sky and suddenly howled, startling a few spring swallows in the sky and flying away.

Shen Jingyu smiled with his hands behind his back: "I gave Dingfulou to my sixth brother just out of curiosity."

"I'm curious about your reaction."

"Please don't act rashly, Your Highness!" Wenwu knelt and turned around.

"Why rash? Can't I give away something I don't like?" Shen Jingyu sneered.

"Your Highness, the Imperial Concubine..."

"Puff!"

A line of blood stretched from the tip of Wenwu's nose to the back of his ear, and half of his head rolled to the ground.

"I don't want to hear you mention that woman again."

Shen Jingyu glanced sideways, his eyes seemed to reflect the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and the crows covered the bloody sky.

Wenwu suddenly came to his senses and subconsciously grabbed his neck, exhaling heavily. He died again? !

This is... the "Art of Void Self" that is close to perfection!

Your Highness silently pulled him into the realm of Void Self...

No!

It was that crow!

Wenwu's pupils trembled.

"Your Highness... Your realm has advanced a step further?!"

"Not as good as my elder brother and second brother." Shen Jingyu raised his finger, and the raven obediently flew back to the birdcage.

Crown Prince Shen Muchen has been a disciple of Taiyi Sect since he was a child, and he has entered the realm of freedom at the age of sixteen. Now he is probably already in the realm of Tianwu.

Jin Wang Shen Junyan, a disciple of Langya Wang, studied the Shen family's "Eastern Emperor Sutra". He joined the army at the age of twelve and guarded the border for ten years. He fought countless battles of all sizes and had 10,000 red gold cavalry under his command.

"Wenwu, this king has always admired you. With your ability, you should not be limited to the Gusu Zhao family."

"This king allows you a wider world."

Shen Jingyu stretched out his hand.

"... Wenwu is willing to serve your Highness!"