Chapter 140 Portraits! Father, these are the two I want to marry!
Chongli Hall.
The sun is shining brightly.
Zhao Ji and a group of teachers were on high alert. Most of the people who entered the tomb this time stayed here and sat quietly in the square.
What happened in the tomb was so big that they didn't dare to leave early.
Only the people of Qi, led by Tian Wenjing, looked confused.
"Young lady, young lady, where have you been?"
"Zhao Kuo, say something! How come I can't find anyone after I found the Nine Cauldrons?"
"Xiang Ding! Stop hiding it. Where are you guys?"
Everyone remained silent and had no intention of answering.
Tian Wenjing didn't give up and ran to Nangong Yu again.
After three breaths, he ran back again.
His face looked a little unhappy.
"Lord Xiaotian, Nangong Yu won't say anything either?"
"He did speak."
"What did he say?"
"Let me go!"
Tian Wenjing spat: "Where on earth have all these people who look down on others gone?"
He felt that there must be something big going on and he was not involved.
Now among all the people of the country, there is only one Ying Wuji left.
It seems that we can only know the full picture of this matter after Ying Wuji comes out.
Zhao Ji glanced at Nangong Ling, only to see that the old man was very calm and composed. He couldn't help but feel angry again: "Brother Nangong, don't you want to explain the situation inside?"
"I don't understand, no comment!"
Nangong Ling's answer was brief and to the point, as if he would never admit it.
yes!
He knew about the totem beast blood poison.
He also knew about Nangong Tuo's corpse refining.
He even taught Nangong Yu how to operate it step by step.
But he didn't expect that even the corpses of his ancestors, which he could only use when he was forced into a desperate situation, did not help the Ji Alliance achieve its goals.
Even Ying Wuji, the key target, was not infected with the blood poison because of the thunder magic.
This time it can be said to be a complete failure.
This is trouble!
If the goal is not achieved, the Wei and Han families will not protect themselves with all their strength.
In his hands were only the lives of the young and elite men from the Zhao and Mi families.
Nangong Ling's mood was already extremely bad. Ying Yue, the biggest variable, really caught him off guard.
So he could only deny it. The moment everyone came out of the tomb, he used the witchcraft to hide all the poisonous insects. No symptoms could be seen on these people. Even if the scent of the poisonous insects could be smelled by burning their blood, who would know who planted them?
Stubborn!
You can only be stubborn!
At this moment, countless hateful gazes were falling on him.
Mi family!
Zhao family!
These gazes made him feel like thorns on his back.
If it weren't for his extraordinary cultivation, his heartbeat, breathing, and pores would have been out of control.
The Zhao clan and the Mi clan.
It represents the two great powers of Li and Chu.
How can the royal family get away with this week?
Is it really time to take the final step?
“Boom!”
finally.
There was a rumbling sound from the tomb.
Everyone stood up and looked, only to see two people walking out of the black light column, one in front and one behind.
The middle-aged man in front had a tall and mighty figure, with an indifferent expression but a majestic presence without being angry.
The young man behind was handsome, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
"Teng!"
Zhao Ji stood up suddenly and greeted him with a big smile: "Brother Ying, after more than 20 years of separation, you are still as high-spirited as you were when you were young! The last time we met, you and I were still young, but I didn't expect that this time we would become relatives."
"Brother Zhao, how are you?"
A smile finally appeared on Ying Yue's indifferent face.
The two kings of Gan and Li clasped their hands tightly, their expressions filled with excitement of meeting again after a long separation.
Outsiders take a look.
There is no doubt that this is a close friend and brother, and a king of a friendly country.
A brief exchange of pleasantries.
Ying Yue turned around and bowed to the other teachers, then his eyes fell on Nangong Ling: "Brother Nangong, how do you explain the tomb plate incident this time?"
"explain?"
Nangong Ling looked puzzled: "I don't even know what happened in the tomb, so how can I explain it?"
Ying Yue looked indifferent: "Brother Nangong doesn't know, but someone must know!"
After saying that, he raised his right hand and clenched it in the air.
Nangong Yu, who was waiting quietly, screamed and flew directly into the air, arriving in front of Ying Yue.
A powerful pressure burst out, and the future first-grade spiritual fetus knelt directly on the ground.
His face was pale and cold sweat was dripping down his forehead.
He knew very well that if this mission failed, the Zhou royal family would no longer have any value in the eyes of the Ji families.
If the Ji clan alliance really came into being, the Zhao clan and the Chu State would have no choice but to swallow their anger.
But the alliance failed, and even with his biological father Nangong Ling, he would not have any room to resist.
"Brother Ying, what do you mean?"
Nangong Ling frowned, his voice was filled with anger, but he did not dare to act rashly, because he saw that the five families of Wei, Han, Wu, Yan and Yan all looked away.
This time, he had to endure the public execution alone.
Moreover, since it concerns the safety of the Zhou royal family, there must be no negligence.
Not to mention taking action against Ying Yue.
It was not something he could do simply to speak ill of him.
All he wanted now was to escape unscathed and leave the Zhou royal family with the last bit of dignity.
Ying Yue sneered: "Wuji, you speak!"
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