Tianshou Hall.
Prince Hui came to the rear and the respectful look on his face disappeared.
The old emperor's attitude changed instantly. He bent his back with a look of arrogance at first and respect at last. "Lord Wu Peng."
Prince Hui stared at him coldly without saying a word.
The old emperor suddenly became nervous and his whole body tensed up.
"You have done a good job on this matter." The 'Prince Hui' said in a cold voice: "How long will it take for Princess Qingwu to arrive in Beijing?"
The old emperor did not doubt him and said respectfully: "Nuo Nu went to the grassland in person and sent the girl to the Hu people's royal court. This time, Master Wu Zhen will personally send the girl here."
Wu Zhen?
Another one of the ten witches?
'Prince Hui' nodded calmly, and Mao Mao's mind was working quickly. He wanted to know more about the 'fake', but he was afraid that asking too many questions would lead to more mistakes.
"Where is Nuo Nu?"
It guessed that the word "Nuo" in the name might refer to the bad guy Nuomian who hurt his master?
As soon as the voice of "Prince Hui" fell, the man in the Nuo mask appeared silently. The eyes under his mask looked at "Prince Hui" and suddenly moved.
When Prince Hui was stared at by him, sweat stood up on his body, but his face remained calm. Instead, his expression became more arrogant. He snorted coldly.
"I am very dissatisfied with your recent performance!"
The old emperor's heart trembled and he glared at the man in the Nuo mask.
Under the mask, Yun Zheng's expression remained unchanged. He just looked at the 'Prince Hui' quietly, lowered his head slowly, and said in a calm voice: "Please punish me, Your Excellency."
Shadow Cat 'Prince Hui' wanted to take the opportunity to deal with the other party and avenge his master, but he was afraid of being exposed.
So I just snorted coldly.
"Forget it, wait until the witch is real and let it deal with you slowly!"
"I still need to merge with this body. I will come back to settle accounts with you in a few days!"
After saying this, King Hui turned away, knowing that Wu Zhen, one of the Ten Witches, would go to the capital with the imposter, so this trip was not in vain.
From this news, we can also infer that the Hu people's royal court has completely fallen into the hands of the witch clan.
The old emperor breathed a sigh of relief, but did not doubt it. The main reason was that he did not have much contact with Wu Peng. Among the ten witches, the only one he had seen was the saint Wu Zhen.
The old emperor turned around and looked at Yun Zheng who was standing there like a wooden stake. He sneered and said with a bit of amusement as if he was watching a play:
"It is said that Lord Wu Peng has always been very kind to his creations, and even if he punishes them, he will not cause any serious damage."
"But he actually handed you over to Master Wu Zhen for disposal. It seems that he really annoyed you this time."
"If Master Wu Zhen takes action, I'm afraid you will be the one to eat the fruit... hehe..."
Yun Zheng's expression remained calm. Wu Peng could control his own creations, and it only took a thought to kill him.
But in the same way, Wu Peng's creations are also sensitive to it.
Yun Zheng could feel Wu Peng in Prince Hui's body, but... this Wu Peng seemed a little different from the past.
But Yun Zheng said nothing and did not remind the old emperor.
After all, the only person he cares about and is persistent about is his sister.
…
I hate the palace.
Mu Ying accidentally knocked over the teacup, "Who did you say is still alive?"
Xiao Yulang ran in excitedly, his face full of excitement: "Aunt Qingwu! The news has spread all over the mansion, Sister Hongrui and Sister Luqiao are both crying!"
"My aunt is still alive, mother! You've been thinking about her all your life! She's still alive!"
Mu Ying almost blurted out: This is impossible!
She suppressed her boiling emotions and stood up with doubts in her heart. Xiao Yulang noticed that she was in a bad mood and asked in confusion:
"Mom? What's wrong with you? Why are you still unhappy?"
Mu Ying took a deep breath, pulled the corners of his mouth forcefully, and asked, "Where are your aunt and uncle King Yan?"
"Uncle is not here, and aunt seems to be sleeping." Xiao Yulang just came back from Iris Courtyard: "Sister Hongrui and Sister Luqiao hid and cried, afraid of disturbing aunt. They heard that little aunt Qingwu is still alive, and they were very happy."
Mu Ying frowned, slowly sat down, and subconsciously murmured: "How is it possible..."
Princess Xixi is my cousin, so who is that Princess Qingwu who is held hostage in the Hu people’s court?
Iris Courtyard.
Qing Wu scratched her ears.
Yeyou was floating in the house holding an umbrella, sneering: "The little girls in your yard are about to cry their eyes out, why don't you go out and let them calm down?"
"What are you talking about?" Qing Wu raised her eyebrows. "Tell them that Yun Qing Wu has been dead for a long time. I am actually breathing right in front of them. That person from the Huren King's Court is a fake?"
"What else can I do? The other party impersonating you is no different from shitting on your head." Ye You said with a sigh, "Your temper has changed, you bastard. If it were in the past, you would have rushed over and crushed the other party to pieces."
"What's so great about a pawn that comes to your doorstep?" Qing Wu sneered, "The Wu Clan went to such great lengths to do this, don't you want to see what they're up to?"
"I wonder how this fake was made."
When strolling at night, I float with an umbrella and no longer make jokes.
"It's really strange. If you say they are concerned about my cousin's husband's body and want to use his soul to cultivate an excellent vessel for their Saint King, why would they do this?"
"The witch tribe has so many secret techniques, there should be many ways to drain the soul of my cousin's husband."
"First, they set the Eastern Palace on fire ten years ago, causing my cousin's husband to be deserted by his friends and relatives, and then they made him fight in the battlefield in the northern border. Now they are doing this again."
Ye You tapped his temple: "Something is wrong. I always feel like something is wrong."
"They've come up with all these things, and it seems like some kind of 'robbery'."
Qing Wu hummed, "It's not 'robbery', it's raising a Gu."
"What's the meaning?"
Qing Wu touched his chin and said, "I always feel that there are still secrets hidden in Chou Yantai. The Wu Clan chose him as the vessel of the Holy King, so there must be other reasons."
Ye You's head hurts when he hears this: "Why are there so many secrets? What are these people going to do? Can't they just come here without telling anyone?"
"No... the point is that your Yantai ran away when he heard that you were still alive. Are you really not worried?"
"What if he really was fooled by that fake guy?"
Qing Wu glanced at him and said, "If he is that blind, he should not even bother to compete with the Wu Clan. He should just admit defeat and become a vessel for some Saint King!"
Qing Wu said this and stood up and paced around the room.
Ye You frowned: "Come to think of it, didn't my cousin-in-law eat Wu Peng? Didn't he squeeze out any clues from Wu Peng's soul?"
"No."
Qing Wu was speechless when this matter was mentioned. Xiao Chenyan did not have full control over his own abilities. He could eat and kill, but eating did nothing else except make him stronger.
If Wu Peng's spirit were searched, many things would become clear.
But he was swallowed by the other party in one gulp, leaving only an inch of residual soul as a disguise.
Suddenly, Qing Wu paused and an idea flashed in her mind.
She watched him wandering at night and asked a strange question: "Come to think of it, do you still feel scared when you see the stinking inkstone now?"
"Of course I am afraid. The pressure from him is getting stronger and stronger. It is even more terrifying than when we were in Nanling."
Qing Wu narrowed her eyes.
"wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"The power of the God Clan and the Witch Clan is contradictory. His soul is the God Clan's prince Cang Ming. In theory, the power that is recovered should belong to the God Clan."
"You are now half ghost and half witch. No matter from which aspect, the power of the gods should not be able to suppress you so strongly."
Ye You frowned: "He is the vessel chosen by the Wu Clan for the Holy King. It's not surprising that he has the power of the Wu Clan!"
"Idiot!" Qing Wu wanted to beat him up: "It's true that the power of the Wu clan comes from the flesh, but his current flesh is still within the scope of a human, so where does he get such a strong suppressive power?!"
Ye You: "What's going on? There can't be two souls in my cousin's husband's body, right? One is the prince of the God Clan, Cang Ming, and the other belongs to the Witch Clan..."
Yeyou's voice suddenly stopped, his face looked as ugly as a zombie, and his voice gradually became stammering:
“No…No way…”
Qing Wu thought about the "old things" that Xie Shu and Xie Xian mentioned at Duke Dingguo's mansion that day. Maybe Ye You's guess was not a random guess.
If there really is another soul sleeping inside Xiao Chenyan.
Then some things make sense...
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