"Are you confused? The seventeenth prince died a month ago...at the hands of the great demon Gu Changan!"

"Who was that just now? Isn't that the Seventeenth Prince?"

"If the seventeenth prince had not died...then would Gu Changan be innocent? Then wouldn't the Gu family of Beiliang have wiped out all nine clans in vain!?"

Questions are like bubbles, popping up in everyone's mind.

One of the questions that people are most concerned about is whether the seventeenth prince is dead or not. Is it a bit unfair that the Gu family was wiped out?

"you……"

On top of Tan Mountain, Jiang Qianqiu looked at Li Mo who had returned safely, but he was stunned.

"Old Li, if you don't come back, I'm going to torture you to extract a confession..."

Feng Wannian looked at Jiang Qianqiu fiercely: "Now that he has been castrated, let's talk..."

"Hey...we are all friends, it doesn't have to be like this..."

When Li Mo raised his hand, he was quite generous. He would never give too much to money-giving boys like Jiang Qianqiu and Zhou Lingsheng.

"You...how could you...he...him!?"

Jiang Qianqiu looked at Li Mo blankly and couldn't help asking.

"Who? You mean His Highness Seventeenth? He's gone... He just came here to catch up with old times and say hello..."

"As you all know... His Highness Seventeenth and I have a good personal relationship."

Li Mo turned around and looked at Feng Wannian and Master Ji.

"Yes, yes...everyone knows...everyone knows."

"You should stay with His Highness for a meal."

Feng Wannian and Master Ji nodded and said quickly.

"He's not..."

Jiang Qianqiu was stunned when he heard the words. He was about to defend himself when the words came to his lips, but he didn't know how to speak.

He couldn't say that it was the sixteenth prince.

As we all know, the Sixteenth Prince died young. If we say he is not dead now, how can we explain it?

This involves the secrets of the royal family, and it is also related to the forbidden land of Shenzong...

Who dares to say it clearly?

"It turns out it's really the Seventeenth Prince... He... He's not dead..."

"Last time, which bastard kept saying that he saw the seventeenth prince beaten to death in the street? Wasn't he just spraying shit with his eyes closed and talking nonsense?"

"This is a big joke... The seventeenth prince is not dead... Gu Changan is not guilty... Fuck... Thousands of lives of the Gu family in Beiliang... died in vain!?"

"This... thousand-year-old family has been punished by nine clans because of this... this..."

A series of surprised voices sounded on Tanshan Mountain, and became louder and louder.

Even Shen Qingge, the sky-swallowing sword breeder, couldn't help but look suspicious.

Jiang Qianqiu was stunned. He realized that his hesitation in this step actually caused an unexplainable misunderstanding.

"Did the court do it on purpose? To suppress the family?"

"It's very possible... When Shenzong was in power, he had some thoughts about the family, but at that time he was busy annihilating all the sects and pacifying the monsters in the mountains and seas, so he just let it go."

"The imperial court is planning to take action against aristocratic families from all over the world."

"It's very possible that it's just an excuse... After all, the aristocratic family is so powerful. If they have nothing to eat and breathe today, they may raise an army to rebel tomorrow."

Voices coming closer to the truth came one after another, and among people's whispers, the imperial court's established national policies were about to be revealed.

Jiang Qianqiu was completely dumbfounded. He found that he seemed to have no explanation.

At this moment, even if he stood up and said that he was the 16th prince, not the 17th prince, he seemed to be trying to cover up the truth.

People are more willing to believe the truth they guess.

"Brother Jiang, if aristocratic families from all over the country really start to make trouble... you'd better go home and write a checkup quickly."

"Write a check!?"

Jiang Qianqiu was stunned, as if he didn't understand.

"I am willing to admit defeat..."

Li Mo grinned and didn't bother to explain. He immediately said: "Brother Jiang, you lost the battle in Tanshan."

"I lost."

Jiang Qianqiu lowered his head like a defeated rooster.

He knew what Li Mo meant. He would lose the battle and would naturally have to pay the price.

His bet is a place to enter the [Xuantian Immortal Sect].

"Take it!"

Jiang Qianqiu gritted his teeth, feeling extremely painful. He raised his hand, and a hexagonal crystal flew out. It was made of condensed void, and a mysterious rune was suspended in the center of the crystal.

"If the Xuantian Immortal Gate is opened, you can enter with this token."

Jiang Qianqiu's expression turned extremely ugly. This thing was extremely precious. Even if it were exchanged for an innate holy weapon, there would probably be people who would be willing to do so.

Now, he could only hand it over to Li Mo in vain.

"Is this a gadget?" Li Mo took the hexagonal crystal and felt an extremely mysterious aura.

"If you don't believe it, you can go to Xuantian Pavilion to test it."

"Believe it, of course I believe it...Brother Jiang is an honest gentleman, so he will naturally not let me down."

Li Mo smiled slightly, put the hexagonal crystal in his bag, and waved his hand to signal Feng Wannian to let it go.

"Can I leave now?" Jiang Qianqiu said through gritted teeth.

He thought that this bet was a sure bet, but he didn't expect that he would suffer such a big mistake. It was a great shame and humiliation.

"Of course...Brother Jiang is free."

"See you later."

Jiang Qianqiu gritted his teeth, turned around and left. He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

"Brother Jiang, if something like this happens again in the future, please don't forget me."

Li Mo waved his hand and did not forget to say hello loudly.

Pfft...

Before Jiang Qianqiu had gone far, his body trembled suddenly, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out, leaving a shocking blood stain in the sky.

"Let's go too."

Li Mo was in a good mood, and the Tanshan battle had come to an end, but it left everyone with many questions and topics for discussion.

…

In the evening, a bright house in the eastern suburbs.

The courtyard, which used to be quiet in the past, is extremely lively today, the lights are bright, Uncle Ma's broth is mixed with the refreshing aroma of wine, and people are already getting drunk by changing glasses.

"What? Have you stepped into the celestial realm!?"

Feng Wannian put down his wine glass and howled loudly, which made everyone sober.

"That's right." Li Mo looked strange and said a little uncertainly.

"If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not... What does it mean?"

Master Ji couldn't help but glance at Li Mo.
Chapter completed!