This night is destined to be sleepless.

The Golden Scale Guards of the Nine Cities came out together, sealed the gates of the city, allowed entry and prohibited entry, and searched hundreds of miles of the capital all night long.

Ouchi Yulongtai even sent experts to enter Xuantian's coffin overnight.

The palace of the ruler was brightly lit, and the elderly Zhao Wuzhou entered the palace at night. Even the Tianshi Mansion made a lot of noise. People from the [Lei Mansion] and [Bing Mansion] were mobilized, led by two Tianshis. control.

Although this battle ended in the void and did not involve the outside world, such fluctuations still attracted the attention of many experts.

Many people saw that the Seventeenth Prince was dead.

This is a prince, and he is the youngest prince among the current Emperor Qian.

His biological mother was Concubine Chen, the youngest daughter of Zhao Wuzhou, the patriarch of the two dynasties. She had been favored since entering the palace. She gave birth to a pair of twins that year, but the sixteenth prince died in infancy.

One can imagine the love and honor this seventeenth prince received.

"Is the news true? It's shocking... is it really shocking... the prince dares to kill him?"

"It's so lawless. Under the emperor's feet, in the land of true dragons, you actually dare to kill the prince in the street?"

"I'm going to kill the nine tribes...but there's something fishy about this..."

"It's indeed strange. Your majestic prince, even if there are criminals who are lawless, it stands to reason that they won't die in the street... Doesn't anyone care about it?"

Overnight, the capital was in turmoil, and everyone was in danger. Those in high positions knew that a storm was coming, and the death of a prince did not know what kind of turmoil it would cause.

"Damn it!"

"Horse riding!"

"Straight bitch!"

"Are you here to collect debt!?"

In the Xuantian Pavilion, Gu Pingfan was as irritable as an orangutan who had his banana taken away. The look he looked at Li Mo seemed to be thousands of times more terrifying than the Seventeenth Prince's "Shadowless God".

Gu Ping'an never expected that Li Mo would cause such a big mess not even a month after his return to Beijing, and even though he was still sitting in the post of the Chief of Prisons.

This horse is like a lone star from heaven.

"Are you crazy? That's the prince, don't you know?" Gu Pingfan was so irritable that he couldn't suppress his emotions at all.

Even the leader of the Hongmen Sect is almost on the verge of losing control at this moment.

"I didn't say he wasn't a prince..." Li Mo muttered softly.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

Gu Pingfan seemed to be going crazy. Ever since Li Mo entered Xuantian Pavilion, he had never seen the master of the sect so rude. He looked like someone had dug up his ancestral grave.

"Since the founding of Da Qian, no one has ever dared to kill a prince in the street... Do you know how big a crime this is?" Gu Pingfan's eyes turned red.

He had long noticed the dispute between the seventeenth prince and Li Mo, but he was too confident in the seventeenth prince, the bloodline of the Shenzong, the descendant of the Dream Master... Such a cultivation and such strength would actually die on the streets of the capital. This was his Never dreamed of it.

In fact, no one would have thought that the Seventeenth Prince would be defeated. Even if he was defeated, someone would dare to risk the disapproval of the world and kill him.

Li Mo didn't expect it either.

He asked Gu Changan to fuck him, but he didn't expect to do it to death.

"Wait... Master... I didn't kill the person. You can't put the blame on me."

Li Mo's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but defend: "Heaven and earth are proof. When I went home from work, His Highness Seventeenth blocked my way and made things difficult for me. I gave in in every possible way, but he pressed forward step by step. I had an epiphany and broke through, but he wouldn't let me go."

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"Even if there is some friction, I am still defending myself..."

"It's not like people die in my hands."

What Li Mo said is true, and this is also the truth seen by outsiders.

"These words of yours can only deceive people outside."

"Do you think I am a fool? Who is Gu Changan? He is yours, right? You have known for a long time that he is a descendant of the Nightmare lineage, right?"

Gu Pingfan waited for Li Mo fiercely, extremely angry.

"Master, I'm actually not familiar with him. We're just colleagues... I didn't expect him to hide it so deeply." Li Mo shook his head.

"You can pick it off with just a few words? How did he get transferred to the capital?" Gu Pingfan said in a deep voice.

"The transfer order is issued by the library... If you put it that way, there must be something wrong with the library."

Li Mo spread his hands, showing a helpless expression.

"Okay, okay, you're going to play rogue with me, right?"

Gu Pingfan's face darkened and he said coldly: "I'm just asking you, where are you?"

"Who?" Li Mo asked doubtfully.

"Gu Changan...where did you hide him?"

"Why did the sect master say this?"

Li Mo raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully: "As a public official of the imperial court, how can I know the whereabouts of a murderer?"

"It seems that you are determined to protect him?" Gu Pingfan said coldly.

"The sect master has misunderstood. I am sworn in with sin." Li Mo said firmly.

"You are not allowed to leave the Xuantian Pavilion even half a step before this matter is settled."

Gu Pingfan had figured out Li Mo's attitude. When he gave the order, he would no longer waste his words and there would be no room for return.

"Li Mo, I know that you seem to be undisciplined, but deep down you are very unruly... But there is nothing that can be done about this matter."

"I advise you to think clearly."

Gu Pingfan glanced at Li Mo coldly, then turned and left.

Looking at Gu Pingfan's retreating back, Li Mo raised his eyebrows and his expression gradually became serious.

"It's too big... why don't you run away..."

Li Mo scratched his head and looked thoughtful, completely lacking the joy of having just broken through the realm.

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The full moon is setting in the west, and the night is approaching waning.

Inside the Imperial Palace, Gyeongbokgung Palace.

This is the palace of Concubine Chen. It stands to reason that before the hour has come, the Nine Layers Palace cannot be opened, the night lights have not been extinguished, and the palace doors cannot be opened lightly.

However, at this moment, Qingfu Palace was brightly lit and full of chaos and noise.

The hall was solemn and cold, with only a few white candles flickering and the firelight rising, reflecting the graceful figure behind the green veil. Next to it lay the cold corpse of the seventeenth prince.

"Who...who is it? I will also kill his nine tribes..."

The icy voice came out coldly from within the green gauze, carrying an unquenchable anger.

As a superior person, even though his son died, he never lost his composure. Even when he thought about killing, he was so restrained.

"Death and life are reincarnated, reincarnations are transformed into catastrophes... Madam, you should have known that this day would come..."

At this moment, an old voice sounded faintly in the hall.

In the center of the hall stood an old man, with white beard and hair, and a haggard appearance, but his eyes shone with a sparkle comparable to that of a young man.

Zhao Wuzhou, the ruler of the current dynasty and a veteran of two dynasties, was unfazed by the news of his grandson's death, as if he had expected it.

"Father...the one who dies now is your grandson, my son..."

A voice of Han Che's dissatisfaction came from within Qingsha.

"When I stole the secret, I knew it would end like this. Every child who lives must die, and every child who dies must live another..."

"Only between life and death can one have the secret to master the underworld..."

The elderly Zhao Wuzhou said calmly: "Empress, if one of your sons dies, you will have another son..."

"Give me the body of His Highness Seventeenth, and I will bring His Highness Sixteenth back..."

"The cycle of life and death, the balance between yin and yang... That blind man really got it right..."

Inside the green gauze tent, a cold voice came faintly, revealing deep unwillingness and anger.

"Does Your Majesty know?"

Zhao Wuzhou asked.

"knew."

Concubine Chen gritted her silver teeth and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty only replied with three words."

"What?"

Zhao Wuzhou yawned slightly, waiting for the reply from the holy edict.

"knew!"
To be continued...