Conferred God: I, Who Just Wanted To Run Away, Was Overheard By The Emperor

[Mist...Mist...Grass! You let me do this kind of terrifying work, Shou, you think I didn't die fast enough! 】

Di Xin's light-hearted sentence will be handed over to you, directly making Yin Ze feel as if he was stunned by a bolt from the blue.

Can anyone interrogate this assassin named Jiang Huan?

Doesn't this obviously make me offend Fei Zhong!

Fei Zhong Yin Ze actually is not to be offended, anyway, he is also the third prince of Da Shang. Although there is no hope of inheriting the Da Shang in the future, he has the support of his uncle Huang Feihu, and he is considered to be the most outstanding among the descendants of Di Xin. That's a few.

But Fei Zhong is not afraid of him, but behind Fei Zhong, Daji is a demon fox and poisonous concubine. She is a goblin who can eat people, and each bite is crispy!

If you look at the top of Daji again, hey, it's even more amazing.

Are you afraid of Madonna Nuwa?

As mentioned earlier, the Conferred Gods is a plan by Saint to seek the luck of the human race, and to recruit wage earners for Heaven Court.

Behind every thing that can reduce the luck of the big businessman, there is a pair, or even several pairs of Saint's chaotic eyes watching quietly.

Assassin Jiang Huan was originally supposed to be interrogated by traitor Fei Zhong, and then Empress Jiang was wrongly killed, the prince of the big businessman fled, and the princes raised troops against business. This is called conforming to the will of God.

Well, to act according to Saint's script and let the big businessman fail, that is to comply with the will of God.

Everything has a certain number. Fei Zhong's interrogation of the assassin Jiang Huan is a certain number. It is the destiny that the Saints have already calculated for them. Once there is a variable in one of these links, it will be strange that the Saints can't find it.

When the time comes, the Saints will take a look, huh? How did the script change?

Immediately pinch fingers.

Yell, it turns out that the problem lies with your kid, if you dare to disrupt your destiny and help the tyrant, bring your life to you!

Thinking of this, Yin Ze only felt that he was careful and cold, and in a hurry, he slapped the peach under the "mountain" Deng Chanyu's small waist.

Deng Chanyu: ?

[I just said I wasn't coming, you insisted on letting me come, I pretended to be sick, and you still forced me to carry me back, you see, it's not a big deal! 】

Yin Ze glared angrily, but he couldn't say these resentments, so he could only complain in his heart.

But there was someone in the field who was even more anxious than him, and that was Fei Zhong.

After Di Xin retreated from the court, he patted his butt and left. He didn't even have time to win him the qualifications for this interrogation. Right now, Fei Zhong was so anxious that he was smoking, and his eyes were turning on fire.

If Jiang Huan's mouth is not strict and Yin Ze finds out the truth, then it will be over...

"His Royal Highness, the third prince, how can you get your hands dirty during interrogation? Do you want me..." After Di Xin's figure disappeared, Fei Zhong rushed to Yin Ze's side immediately. As expected of a professional traitor, the anxiety on his face before turned into a greedy and flattering smile in an instant.

"If you talk to me about this, then I like you too much." Yin Ze, who was about to give Deng Chanyu another sigh of relief, raised his head quickly, and when he heard this, he was excited.

You are good at the trial, it should have been your trial. As long as the plot in the original book is not damaged, Saint will not pay attention to himself, and the next little days will be comfortable.

But just when Yin Ze was ready to agree with joy, a handsome middle-aged man dressed in fine Chinese clothes with extraordinary heroism grabbed Fei Zhong's neck collar and threw it out like he was carrying a chick. Far.

As for Fei Zhong's small body, he fell on the spot and couldn't find Bei, and fainted in the blink of an eye.

"My nephew doesn't know how to judge, my uncle can help him, it's not your turn to intervene!" Huang Feihu, the king of Wucheng of Zhenguo, who has great power in the world, and Yin Ze's cheap uncle, looked indignant.

Looking at the entire court, what Huang Feihu despised the most was Fei Zhong and You Hun.

From Huang Feihu's point of view, his little nephew with red lips and white teeth is such a pure and lovely good boy. Look, his foot is injured and he has to go to court when he is carried on his back, but he can't learn from a traitor like Fei Zhong. .

"Don't worry, Your Highness, you can go to the trial, and ask me if you don't understand anything. If this damned assassin dares not to attack, I have the means to treat him!" Huang Feihu patted his chest and showed his cute nephew. an encouraging smile.

"Thank you... thank you."

[Me, you, Huang Feihu, you are big...]

Yin Ze's whole body is calm, and a lot of positive encouragement slips through his heart. Since ancient times, he has only heard of his nephew pitting his uncle. It is really an indescribable feeling to be pitted by his uncle.

But what can he do now?

Fei Zhong was already dizzy and could only judge by himself. A cold light flashed in Yin Ze's eyes.

Riding Deng Chanyu, he instructed the two warriors in front of the temple to escort the assassin Jiang Huan to an unoccupied room. Yin Ze ordered everyone to retreat. He wanted to judge the assassin himself.

After half a cup of tea, and after confirming that there was no third person in the room, Yin Ze walked over to Jiang Huan, who was tied up with five flowers, with a sullen face.

Jiang Huan is tall and thick, with a leopard head and black eyes. He is a bit reckless. At first glance, this person is thick on the outside and thin on the inside, absolutely tough and not afraid of death.

Yin Ze took out a leather whip torture device, but before he could speak, he saw Jiang Huan looking at him with contempt, his face full of rebelliousness.

"Hey, you don't have to ask, I'll do it all!"

"Well, I know you are a hero who is not afraid of punishment. If you don't do it, then I will hit you...? Wait, what did you say?"

Yin Ze was taken aback for a moment, did he recruit? This is the trick?

"I said I did." Jiang Huan nodded affirmatively, he wanted to do it when he was on Great Hall, and now he hates Fei Zhong to death.

It was clearly stated that we were acting, I pretended to assassinate King Zhou, and you secretly let me go behind your back.

But it's not you who judges me now, so doesn't this mean that I'm actually doing a fake show!

Assassin King Shajia has nine lives, and it is not enough for him to die. If Fei Zhong pits him, if he dies, he will have to take a backseat.

"Listen, my name is Jiang Huan, and I am Fei Zhong's general. He wanted to kill Empress Jiang, and because my surname was Jiang, he asked me to pretend to be a member of the Eastern Uncle Jiang's family and pretend to assassinate the king. Queen, I..."

Jiang Huan began to tell the truth as if he was pouring beans in a bamboo tube, but he didn't realize that Yin Ze's face slowly turned cold, and the whip in his hand, I don't know when, was replaced by a cold bronze long sword .

brush!

Gollum...

A cold light slid past, and in Jiang Huan's mouth, only the choking sound of blood pouring down remained.

"Death by my hands is better than being burnt to ashes by a cannon. Don't worry, Fei Zhong, who killed you, will die worse than you in the future. He will be frozen to death on Qishan, so go in peace."

Jiang Huan's face was grim with pain, but after hearing these words, it gradually turned into a relief.

Yes, the assassination of King Zhou is a certain death. It is better to die under the sword than to suffer such torture as cannon scorch. Also, Fei Zhong's death is better than mine.

Flicking the blood bead on the sword, Yin Ze's face at this time, how can there still be the tenderness of the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.

This young boy's body is carrying the soul of an adult who knows the dangers of the Conferred Gods.

The destiny of Conferred Gods is too terrifying, he just wants to live in peace, live comfortably, and live up to this great journey.

Conferred Gods is robbing those bad things, and he doesn't want to get involved at all!

Throwing away the sword and rubbing his face, Yin Ze became so harmless again.

I don't want to enter Saint's line of sight, and the person examining Jiang Huan is not Fei Zhong, then...

I can only be a Fei Zhong once.