He said, and everyone nodded while pondering.

"However, besides all the people on the surface, I have another direction of doubt." The old man with white beard paused for a while before saying lightly: "I suspect that this matter may also be done by the Nine Lords."

"Nine Lords?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

The prince's face also changed instantly, and he hurriedly asked: "Why is this saying?"

The white-bearded old man showed a hint of hesitation on his face and said, "This matter... I am just speculating and there is no evidence to say it. So, I'm just talking about it for now."

The prince's face slowly sank, and his eyes flashed, which made the meaning complicated and difficult to understand.

After a while, the prince suddenly whispered: "If there are really nine forces involved, why are they involved in this matter? There must be a reason, and what kind of benefits can they get from this matter?!"

No one can explain this question about the prince.

Because if you continue to think so, the follow-up will be too terrifying!

The final extension of this statement does not mean that the Nine Lords will deal with the prince!

"Let's press this theory for now. After all, at the current position, there is no evidence or sign that the Nine Lords really intervened in this matter." The prince murmured, as if he was helping himself.

The old man with white beard stroked his beard and smiled and said, "It's okay to press it for the time being. After all, this is just a feeling of me. I have no evidence. When it comes to suspicion and even related interests, the nine masters are indeed the least suspected."

But the more he said this, the prince's heart became more and more pounding.

Did Jiuzun really take action?

When dealing with things, the Nine Lords never seem to focus on interests. The so-called suspicion is the least and meaningless!

...

Similar secret conversations were conducted almost every day in several princes’ mansions.

Various speculations emerge in endlessly and in a variety of ways, but they are still difficult to conclude. After all, without substantial evidence, how can we talk about the truth!

But for some reason, all the discussions will end when they reach the level of the Nine Lords.

A silence.

A ray of autumn wind wandered around in the sky. Yun Yang searched all the corners where the ten targets were located, but still found no clues.

He was not discouraged by this, but became more serious.

If the careful arrangement of the Four Seasons Tower was found so easily, it would be a strange thing.

To deal with Siji Tower, you must have greater patience.

And just when he finished his search today and was about to go back to Yun Mansion.

Suddenly I felt something...

An extremely powerful aura seemed to appear on the back of his right, but it flashed away.

Yun Yang suddenly felt unusual and instinctively turned toward the other side, and the breeze blew away...

The autumn is high and the clouds are clear.

The autumn breeze is over. The old man in the mansion of the ********* has finished his discussion today; the white-bearded old man walked out with his feet staggering.

Han Wuji followed behind him: "I will send Mr. He back, and by the way, I would like to thank Mr. He for speaking up for his righteousness and making generous speeches for my brother tonight."

The old man He smiled and said in a very calm manner: "Then I'll trouble Lord Han... I'm really a little tired. I just talked to Lord Han along the way, and the atmosphere in the conference hall was still a little heavier after all."

When the prince saw the two of them saying this, he gave up the idea of ​​escorting someone and said, "In this way, the two of them have a good journey. Let's have a pillow on this night."

In fact, the prince was already tired and cruel. He just wanted to maintain the demeanor of a wise man and was able to support him. Seeing that everyone was gone, he subconsciously yawned and went back to rest.

Old He and his two walked out of the prince's mansion and walked slowly along the street, silent all the way.

Under the stars, the old man spots on Mr. He's face were also clearly visible. When he was walking, his legs seemed to be trembling.

The wind is in the twilight years, and you can see it at a glance.

After a long time, when he arrived in front of the old He family, Han Wufei finally said in a low voice: "Old He, is it too early to throw out the topic of Nine Lords?"

A flash of light flashed in Old He's eyes and he said lightly: "Han Wuji!"

These three words are one by one.

This old man suddenly showed a sense of awesome momentum. Although it stopped and flew in a flash, the majesty inside made Han Wufei sweat and shivered.

And it was this powerful momentum that suddenly appeared... alarmed Yun Yang in the air.

"Yes, it's my subordinates who are rash, but... my subordinates always think that they'll throw this matter to the prince now... the harm outweighs the benefits... there's no evidence..." Han Wufei hurriedly explained, "It's not good... I'm afraid it will alarm the snake..."

The soft autumn wind blew slowly in the sky, without any trace when passing by.

The old man with white beard said lightly: "You don't have to worry about this, I have it..."

Halfway through, Old He suddenly stopped talking and a huge aura like a volcanic eruption suddenly rose. He looked up suddenly and shouted, "Come down!"

Two words.

Then two thunders rang out in the clear sky.

His thin palm flipped and hit the sky.

Countless sharp winds swept out, and in an instant, they formed layers of sharp force that looked like a net of heaven and earth, and suddenly flew towards the sky.

Mr. He's move was not only powerful but also had a wider attack range, covering more than ten feet of space.

With a whimper, it seemed that even the autumn wind in the sky was beaten to pieces by this palm.

In the sky, an extremely deep and evil black hole appeared in its attack instantly! It seemed that it could devour everything in the world.

That extremely gloomy terror has been permeating this black hole since it was filled with it.

The autumn wind is shattered, but it still exists, and it is almost gone in the sky...

The cool autumn is refreshing.

Even if human power is powerful, how can we destroy the wind of nature?!

The old He stood in front of the door with an unprecedented solemn expression for a full quarter of an hour, his ears were always paying attention to the movement in the air. After a long time, a suspicious look appeared in his eyes, he snorted, and said, "...Isn't it?"

While this old man He took action, Han Wufei quickly took three steps back, and his whole body was like a sharp arrow in the string, and he could shoot out at any time and snipe at all speed.

At the same time when Mr. He closed his momentum, Han Wufei also came over again, and his voice was low: "Mr. He...but what did you find?"

Old He frowned, his eyes still swam in the sky, and he said softly: "It's very strange... I just found that the wind sounded something unusual... and there was a subtle feeling of being peeped at... For the sake of making a move, he immediately took the initiative to test... However, after the test, no abnormality was found..."

Han Wufei's heart beat, his voice lowered three points, and he said, "What Mr. He means... Feng Zun?"

These two words make the sound even more meticulous.

If you can peek at the close-up without any trace around you, and look at the world, you will be able to get Feng Zun’s Fengxing secret technique!

Old He frowned, was silent for a while, his face became more and more gloomy, and he said, "If that Feng Zun is not dead... Then I was not an illusion just now..."

Han Wufei's face changed.

"Never underestimate their power of magic and transformation..." Old He looked solemn: "In the future, you must be more careful everywhere. When speaking and doing things, you must think about it in your heart before you can move. If you can stay still, you will not move! Do you understand?"

"Unless it is...it's really a foolproof day..."

In Old He's eyes, which seemed to be dim, were now full of dark depth, just like the evil black hole that suddenly appeared before.

"yes."

"In the future, if you can not mention these words, don't mention them again." Mr. He warned again.

"yes."

Mr. He still didn't enter the door, and still stood with his hands behind his back at the door, frowned and thoughtful, his eyes looked up at the sky from time to time, as if he was still waiting for something...

After a long time, even Han Wukai felt a little tired of standing, Mr. He finally said, "...it seems...it should...well, go back."

With a whispered sleeve, he turned around and entered the mansion.

Han Wufei then bowed and bowed, turned around and left quickly. After walking several feet out, he unfolded his body, like a wisp of blue smoke, quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

The wind is still soft, as if it can blow forever in the air in such an endless way...

After a while, Old He's body appeared at the door again, looking up and staying still for a long time.

After a long time, until dawn broke out in the east, a trace of fish white appeared in the sky, and the sky and the earth gradually began to brighten. Only then did Mr. He finally turn around and walk slowly towards the mansion step by step.

In his mouth, he was still muttering to himself, or saying it to someone.

"Master Feng Zun... If you are not dead, I will burn incense to thank the heavens... Yu Tang is in danger, and the mainland countries are eyeing each other... There must be nine masters missing..."

The voice is pious.

It's like an old man in his twilight years, praying sincerely to the heavens and making the most hope for...

...

The sky was getting lighter.

Fang Mofei and Lao Mei were practicing qigong seriously in the mansion and devoted themselves to improving.

Suddenly, a puff sound came and a person fell down from the air.

Fang Mofei was shocked and rushed forward like lightning, holding the person who fell down in his hand. The man was wearing purple clothes and robe, either Yun Yang or the one.

But at this moment, Yun Yang's face was like gold paper, his breathing was intermittent, almost like he could die at any time. Even his pupils were enlarged...

After seeing Fang Mofei's face clearly, Yun Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He suddenly opened his mouth and vomited seven or eight mouthfuls of blood in succession...
Chapter completed!