So the three of them hurriedly ate, left the restaurant, heading straight to the imperial palace in the city of Dorongus.     ?    w   w?w                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

8?

Just halfway through the way, Guan Heng heard a rapid sound of horse hooves on the street behind him. When he turned his head to watch, it turned out that it was a luxurious double-shaft carriage galloping like crazy.

"Hey, all passers-by will dodge me and be careful to be thrown!" The coachman was a sweaty lion orc. He shouted and roared as he rode his horse and whipped, "Go-K--"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sudden change occurred. The wheel on the right side of the carriage suddenly rolled over a broken brick in the middle of the road. "Bang!" Half of the carriage body was suddenly raised high, and when it landed on the ground, it disintegrated instantly.

With strong inertia, the coachman threw the coachman far away. After a loud bang, his body smashed a fruit stall. The coachman with blood on his face suddenly fainted.

"Oh, save his life." Guan Heng, who was not far away, shook his head slowly, and then threw a healing technique to let the coachman recover slowly.

At this moment, Xiaobai shouted: "Young Master, there is an old man in the car who is unconscious."

"Where?" Guan Heng ran to the front of the broken tent in three steps, looked at it in a concentrated manner, then sighed and said, "It's no help. This old man looks like a lion orc, but he should have died of poisoning, not a carriage crash."

"What?" Xiaobai was also shocked when he heard this: "This white-bearded old man was poisoned to death. No wonder his face was blue and purple, and there was black blood flowing from the corners of his mouth."

"Hmm? This old man..." Guan Heng just glanced at the old man of the lion clan, and saw that the black air surging in the remains of this man was about to undergo a change.

"This old man from the lion tribe wants to condense the ghost body!" Guan Heng raised his mouth and said in his heart: "Okay, let me see what secret things are hidden in your death."

The ghost-swalking beast suddenly appeared and suddenly grabbed the ghost of the old man of the lion clan. His memory during his lifetime suddenly poured into Guan Heng's mind.

Half a minute later, Guan Heng's eyebrows gradually frowned. He murmured in a low voice: "So that's the case..."

This old man from the lion clan turned out to be Jiali, the brother of the Lion King, one of the three kings of the orcs. For thousands of years, the orcs have always adopted the method of the three royal kings of the "upper three tribes" to jointly govern the territory, and it has continued to this day.

The kings of the above three clans are the Tiger King, the Lion King and the Wolf King. In the past, the orc royal family had the greatest power, and they were firmly ranked among the three kings, followed by the Lion King. The Wolf King clan was the last.

However, now, the royal family pattern in the orc territory is gradually changing.

Decades ago, Caesar, the strongest **** of the Tiger King clan, was besieged and robbed while traveling to the Kauru Kingdom of the human race, and disappeared. However, although Otto, now, although his martial arts are extremely brave, his mind is less stubborn. It is difficult for people to give high expectations.

The Lion King is old and his two sons were killed in the war between the monsters and human races a few years ago, and they have nowhere to come out. Since then, the descendants of the Lion King have withered.

Jiali, the brother of the old Lion King, has a young son who was adopted by the Lion King and intends to train him to become a new successor, but this is just a temporary solution and a subsidy.

But at this time, the extremely ambitious wolf king Garnett gradually showed his fangs. Over the years, the wolf king has been coercating and harnessing spies from the tiger clan and the lion clan. He asked them to use poisoning, assassination and other means to gradually reduce the power of the two royal clans. Now his vicious hands have finally reached out to Jiali.

This morning, Jiali ate a plate of snacks sent by his servant in the mansion and felt uncomfortable. Although the servant was killed on the spot by the guards while running away, he could not find any antidote on his body.

Jiali felt something was wrong and immediately ordered someone to drive him into a carriage and take him straight to the imperial palace, wanting to remind his brothers, Vincent, the old lion king and Tiger king, to be careful, but he didn't expect that he would die halfway.

"Tsk, I really don't want to care about these broken things within the orc royal family." Guan Heng suddenly thought to himself: "By the way, let's just do this."

Guan Heng turned his head and said to Lan Di: "Hurry up and take this lion orc coachman to the palace to meet Prince Otto, and then tell him..."

So Guan Heng briefly told Xiaobai and the others about the memory he had just found, and then ordered: "Xiaobai, go and remind Otto, tell him to be careful, and drag him and everyone by the way. I will take this opportunity to go to the tomb quickly."

"Uh, although I don't want to see Otto, since it's a matter of life and death, I'll just be reluctant to do it." Xiaobai shrugged helplessly and called Lan Di's fainting lion coachman, and the two hurried to the palace of the imperial court.

Guan Heng ran to the orc royal mausoleum. According to the route provided by the restaurant waiter, he came straight to the vicinity of the mausoleum.

In fact, the orcs are vulgar and have not yet been fully civilized, and their royal tombs are not as luxurious as the human monarchs. They are just a circle of towering walls and a large iron gate in the middle.

Guan Heng quietly bypassed several orc guards guarding the gate, easily crossed the wall, walked around the tombstones everywhere, and came to the front of the tombstones dedicated to the Tiger King clan.

One tombstone after another is full of the names of the powerful Tiger King clans of all dynasties. No matter how powerful they were in their lifetime, they still only occupy a small area after their death, so that people would miss them a little while they were paying homage to them.

"I found it, the Tiger Royal Family****, the Tomb of Caesar. His life and death are unknown over the years. It is estimated that this is just an empty tomb."

Guan Heng looked at the tombstone and recalled the shocking battle with Caesar's bones in the underground cell that day. He murmured to himself: "Caesar, whether it is before and after death, I think you are definitely a powerful warrior standing tall and strong, so I have traveled thousands of miles to bring you the burial of the light golden spirit bones, and may your soul be rested from now on."

Speaking of this, Guan Heng took out the light golden spirit bones left by Caesar, held them up with both hands and gently placed them in front of Caesar's tombstone.

I saw the spiritual bone gradually blooming with a light golden light, becoming brighter and brighter. Finally, with a bang, it broke into countless golden powder and fell on the land around the tombstone, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Thank you... a strange and familiar friend... you... fulfilled my wish..."

A burly figure of the tiger orc appeared in the air. It was Caesar's last thought in the world. He said softly: "I know, you came here to find the sleeping place of my ancestor, His Majesty Binus, the beast god. In order to repay your kindness, let me give you the final guidance."

The silent voice drifted almost at the same time as the breeze. The shadow of Caesar's residual thought turned into a little shiny floating object, flying in the air towards the northwest corner of the cemetery.
Chapter completed!