Fantasy: Simplify the skills and become a master from a minion

The hall was filled with laughter and joy, but soon screams were heard.

Blood flowed out of the door.

But there were slaves who cleaned up as quickly as possible.

The bodies were also dealt with.

King Shiyu sat upright and whispered: "Dispatch the soldiers to wipe out the black market!"

"Find all the guards in the black market and kill them."

"My favorite son needs someone to accompany him."

"The more the better!"

In the darkness, a cloaked man wearing a bronze mask whispered: "Yes, sir!"

One minute...

Ten minutes...

King Shiyu covered his face and choked.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

First the housekeeper was assassinated.

Then the favorite son was killed.

What's wrong with this world?

In history, even if the emperor's star was shaky, no one would attack people like the top princes and families.

Even if many people wanted to die.

But, he shouldn't be attacked by assassinating his son.

Why did things develop differently from what I thought!

King Shiyu was upset.

After a long time, he said to the man in the dark: "I need a murderer!"

"Every organization, every family, must help me find the murderer!"

The man in the dark hesitated and said: "My lord, others will think we are weak!"

"They... will rush over from all directions like wolves and eat us up without leaving anything!"

King Shiyu sneered: "When the news of the death of my favorite son spreads, won't they think I am weak?"

"Even if the murderer is found now, they will think King Shiyu is weak."

"King Shiyu is no longer good!"

"They will think that this state capital should change!"

The man in the dark was silent.

King Shiyu stood up and said excitedly:

"The Shiyu Palace will not weaken!"

"As long as I am here, as long as the princess is here!"

"The Shiyu Palace will always be the top leader!"

"No matter if it is the rebels, the bigwigs in the imperial capital, the people in the main city, or the sects."

"They can't even think of interfering in this state city!"

"This city is mine!"

"No one can take it away!"

"Remember, it's anyone!"

...

Ten minutes later:

King Shiyu went to see the princess.

He and the princess talked through a door.

"Princess, please."

"Help me track down the murderer!"

The princess said lazily: "It's just an illegitimate child; you have so many!"

King Shiyu gritted his teeth and said: "He is different!"

"He... is the one I love the most!"

Inside the house, the princess curled her lips with disdain.

King Shiyu lied.

The mother of the dead little prince is a little special.

King Shiyu, who wanted to use this little prince, has always had a relationship with that woman.

Unfortunately:

For more than ten years, that woman has never appeared again.

And King Shi Yu is still waiting foolishly.

It's really...ridiculous!

But she still agreed to the other party.

Because:

She also wants to go out for a walk.

She also wants to see how the person who dares to kill King Shi Yu's favorite son is.

After all, that is King Shi Yu's most beloved son!

Ten minutes later:

King Shi Yu personally arranged eight third-level masters to carry a sedan chair.

The sedan chair is not very big, only 3x3 meters in size.

But it is equivalent to a house.

The whole sedan chair is made of bronze.

Very gorgeous.

Madam Shi and her two maids entered the sedan chair, and then:

Eight third-level masters carried the sedan chair and strode out.

Outside:

King Shi Yu prepared more than a hundred second-level masters.

As for the first-level masters, none of them are qualified to go out with the princess.

And:

This group of second-level masters have a strong foundation.

Everyone has at least 180 golden bones and tendons.

Some even have more than 200 bases.

Although their base is not as good as that of the masters of the aristocratic families, it is also quite terrifying.

However:

King Shiyu did not count on this group of second-level masters at all.

He valued the eight third-level masters.

"Find the murderer and bring him back alive."

"I want to ask him why he killed my most beloved son!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The hunting team of the Shiyu Palace set off.

After leaving the state capital, the princess lazily pointed out the direction.

The third-level masters acted as sedan bearers, and their speed became faster and faster.

Finally, it reached 25 times the speed of sound.

And this is also the limit of the second-level masters.

If the speed is faster, the second-level masters can't catch up.

...

Just when the princess left the city, all the aristocratic families in the state capital knew about it.

Then, it was

Then, the news that the little prince was killed seemed to have wings and spread wildly.

First the state capital was in chaos, followed by the prefectural capital and county capital.

Especially the prefectural capital and county capital:

Some people wanted to please the prince, and some had ulterior motives.

They took advantage of this opportunity to accuse their opponents and suppress them.

However:

More noble families and Wubao owners began to conspire:

"First, the housekeeper was assassinated in the palace."

"Then the prince's favorite son was killed in the black market!"

"Everyone, what do you think of this?"

Someone whispered:

"The Shiyu Palace has fallen!"

"If someone dares to kill the young prince today, someone will dare to kill the princess tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow, someone will dare to destroy the Shiyu Palace."

Everyone was silent.

At this time, someone said: "Was it the rebels who did it?"

"Impossible, the rebels don't have the courage."

"That's why we suspect them because it's impossible."

The aristocratic Wubao owners in the prefecture and county discussed countermeasures.

And the aristocratic family owners in the state capital have already understood the specific situation.

Then, all the aristocratic family owners were stunned.

For a few pieces of Sun Gold and Moon Jade.

For a cup of tea.

The young prince was killed.

What's more hateful is:

As far as they know:

Chu Qing killed the young prince and didn't care about the 100,000 black gold fragments of the Eight Gods Hand.

The other party was just simply avenging the humiliation of the young prince.

"If he was killed by a third-level expert because of the fragments of the Eight Gods Hand, it would be understandable."

"In the end, he killed the young prince just because of a cup of tea, a few words, and a little bit of suppression."

"Isn't this murderer too crazy?"

"He is purely lawless and despises everything!"

"This kind of person is too scary!"

They just can't figure out why the murderer is so cruel.

The people in the black market are even more miserable.

Even more puzzled!

They all know that Chu Qing killed people just because of a little bit of suppression and humiliation.

"Normal people would tolerate it!"

"Even after knowing the identity of the young prince, they would try their best to please him!"

"But the murderer killed people!"

"Now, he has implicated us!"

"Damn it!"

They were so angry that they cursed.

They were so angry that their teeth itched.

The loss this time was too great.

The black market was burned down.

They and the families behind them will be implicated.

What's even more abominable is:

The assets in the black market were burned to ashes before they could be transported out in time.

This loss is too great.

As for the dead warriors, there were many of them.

But, they don't care.

These days, wild warriors are like weeds, everywhere.

If you just throw some money and resources out, you can always recruit some.

Now, they just want to know:

Who is the murderer!

Is it really because of a little humiliation and oppression that they want to kill the little prince?

Also, why is the murderer's combat power so terrible?

What kind of martial arts is the martial arts of holding the sun and the moon?

All of this is a mystery!