Sword Dao Alchemy

Outside Fengming City, Jiang Yuanhao, Zhao Yiwei and Baili Shen came like lightning on a low-level flying mysterious beast.

The loss of the golden lion caused Zhao Yiwei to be severely scolded by his ancestor. This time, they could only use low-level mysterious beasts.

Jiang Yuanhao was holding back his anger. In Tianwuzong, he had not seen Zhao Yiwei's ancestor, and they looked down upon him at all.

"When I return to Fengming City, I can no longer be the same as before. I have to find another way to have powerful forces around me. Otherwise, who should I fight with?"

Jiang Yuanhao looked at Fengming City getting closer and closer, and let out a long sigh, but his heart became heavier.

The situation he faces is very serious.

"The Eleventh Prince, when I reach your territory, I have to rely on you to protect me." Zhao Yiwei suddenly said.

These words made the eleventh prince feel not pride, but humiliation.

Does Zhao Yiwei still need him to cover her?

Tianwuzong was more powerful than him in Fengming City.

Prince, if you can't be the most important one, everything else is nonsense.

If there is any advantage, it is that no matter how bad the prince is, he can enter the Holy Dragon Sect and have the status of an elite disciple.

Everything else needs to be fought by oneself.

Faced with such flattering words that were like mockery, Jiang Yuanhao smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother Zhao! Please stop making fun of me. I will rely on you more often in the future."

"Haha! Don't worry, Eleventh Prince, as long as my ancestor joins the Martial Emperor, he will fully support you."

Zhao Yiwei laughed and patted Jiang Yuanhao's shoulder with a very arrogant attitude, which made Jiang Yuanhao's mood even worse.

Seeing that we have arrived at the city gate,

Seeing the low-level mysterious beasts flying over, they started to make a fuss with gongs and drums.

This is the person who received the news and was waiting here to greet them early.

The low-level mysterious beast fell, and a group of people rushed to greet it.

"Eleventh Prince, you are back..."

They shouted as if they were seeing their parents. Without the Eleventh Prince, they seemed to have lost their backbone.

Only after seeing this scene, Jiang Yuanhao felt a little comforted.

Those with strength and status did not want to see him, but these officials and merchants, who were not even King Wu, still wanted to curry favor with him.

In front of these people, he had the air of a superior master.

"Ha! You people! You miss me so much. Did you suffer any injustice during my absence?" Jiang Yuanhao smiled softly and held the extended hands one by one.

"Don't worry! No matter how wronged you are, I will get it back for you."

When Jiang Yuanhao said this, he was extremely confident.

"Eleventh Prince, I have something important, and it's not convenient to talk about it here." Nie Dongcheng, who was standing behind the people, shouted.

Although he is rich in Dongcheng, his status is not high in the empire that respects military force.

However, many things are easier to do when you have money. For example, he used money to stop the deputy commander of the city patrol department who stopped Shan Sheng outside Fengqi Garden.

Naturally, he spent a lot of money and was able to speak to the Eleventh Prince.

When the Eleventh Prince saw him, he felt a trace of disgust in his heart, but he still showed a kind smile on his face and asked: "Cousin Nie, what's the matter with you that you can't tell here?"

Nie Dongcheng was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

I can only secretly scold the eleventh prince for being a pig-brained person. I already told him not to say it here, but you still ask? No wonder he can't get along well among the princes.

But this kind of thing can only be thought about, and it is really impossible to scold him. He can only say: "This matter is too important and cannot be said."

"If the Eleventh Prince still has doubts, Nie Dongcheng is willing to use his wealth and life as a guarantee."

Jiang Yuanhao saw that he was serious and wanted to make another joke. Zhao Yiwei behind him stepped forward to give him a hand and whispered to him: "I'd rather believe it."

Jiang Yuanhao was suddenly startled, and his ecstatic mood disappeared instantly. He hurriedly said to Nie Dongcheng, "Okay! Come with me."

Then he looked at the others and said: "Everyone, please go back first! You will take your time tomorrow one by one. As for the matter of catching the wind, you can skip it."

Afterwards, Jiang Yuanhao, Zhao Yiwei and Baili Shen got into Nie Dongcheng's luxury car and sped towards the city.

"Damn it, this bitch Nie Dongcheng dares to poop on our heads..."

"Let him die sooner or later. How long can a person who sells fake goods be so arrogant..."

…

Everyone was scolding, but Nie Dongcheng couldn't hear it. He was dreaming of his own sweet dream.

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Arriving in the secret room of the Eleventh Prince's residence, Nie Dongcheng told the Eleventh Prince and others everything about Feng Qiyuan.

"Someone actually entered Fengqi Garden and came out easily. He is really a powerful person. What is his name?"

Jiang Yuanhao grasped the key point this time. Regardless of whether the important secrets in Fengqi Garden were revealed or not, they would all fall on this person.

"I don't know his name, but he is about the same age as you, the prince, and is a disciple of the Xingyue Sect. The old man, on the other hand, fought with the master I invited for a long time, and I remember his face clearly."

"One old and one young? Are they still disciples of the Xingyue Sect?"

Jiang Yuanhao and Zhao Yiwei's eyes flickered with confusion, and then they exclaimed at the same time: "Lin Yun!"

"It must be him, otherwise, I can't think of anyone else who... can do it..."

They were extremely shocked in their hearts.

After the shock, they felt that the things in Fengqiyuan were anything but ordinary.

Nie Dongcheng talked for a while, but still didn't say what was inside.

"Cousin Nie, tell me, what exactly will he get in it?" Jiang Yuanhao asked.

"According to the information I have verified, the person living in Fengqi Garden is not an ordinary person, but a hidden master, and he has an unusual relationship with the founder of Fengming. So, I guess..."

Nie Dongcheng said slowly, because this was his most important thing and he didn't want to say it so quickly.

"Guess what, it must be related to the important inheritance certificate left by my ancestor Fengming." Jiang Yuanhao said in surprise.

He had also heard some rumors, but they had never been linked to Feng Qiyuan. Now it seemed certain.

"Lin Yun! I won't let you go." Jiang Yuanhao gritted his teeth.

"Prince, don't get too excited. This matter is too important. If other princes find out about it and start fighting over it, it will be even more detrimental to you." Zhao Yiwei reminded.

"If this news doesn't get out, Lin Yun is in the light and we are in the dark, and we can figure it out slowly, then great things can be accomplished."

Hearing Zhao Yiwei's words, Jiang Yuanhao was shocked. His dizzy mind suddenly cleared up and he looked at Nie Dongcheng.

Nie Dongcheng looked at the smile on Jiang Yuanhao's face, a little proud, and asked flatteringly: "The eleventh prince, congratulations..."

Just before he finished speaking, Jiang Yuanhao and Nie Dongcheng took action at the same time. He was unprepared and was stabbed by the two men, killing him instantly.

"Only you and I know about this matter," Jiang Yuanhao said.

"That's natural. If you and I join forces, the future of Fengming Empire belongs to us." Zhao Yiwei nodded.

But who knows what the two of them really think.

Afterwards, the two summoned Baili Shen who was outside and made a secret explanation. Everyone involved in the Fengqiyuan incident, whether they were from the city patrol department or other search experts, must be secretly eradicated without leaving any one behind.

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