The night is as bright as ink, and summer insects are chirping.

In the post station, a lonely lamp swayed, and the dim halo was reflected on the face of the former prince and the eldest prince today.

He sat alone in front of the desk, and his fingertips also tapped the table, which was very similar to the emperor's actions that tapped the table.

As his fingertips tapped, two black shadows appeared in the night, like black falcons. When they fell on his window, they turned out to be two huge black ravens.

Both black ravens were extremely spiritual. Seeing that the prince was bowing slightly like a bow, he came forward and raised his claws to let the prince take out the secret paper from the thin tubes on their feet.

The coldness between the prince's eyebrows immediately melted a lot.

However, when he read the contents of the two seals one by one, his face became extremely ugly.

How can you tell the deer!

The first impression between people is very important.

When he first met An Zhilu, no matter how humble and respectful the other party acted, he smelled the false meaning, and he was extremely disliked by this person.

This man used his fat body to conceal his shrewdness, but this shrewdness was easily seen by people like him, and what disliked him the most was that An Zhilu didn't like him either.

It is normal for people to have bad first impressions of each other, and it is normal for them to hate each other.

However, this is an insult to the prince.

If you don't like it, you can use it.

He doesn't have to like all kinds of people in the world who do their jobs for him.

However, this man was too smart.

Thinking of what this person did in Fufeng County, seeing this person from afar at Baqiao, even if he just took a look, he felt as disgusting as if he had eaten a fly.

He really couldn't help but feel murderous intent in his heart.

However, the fly is still alive.

Looking at the secret note, he could not denounce Zhao Youquan for being unfavorable. If those practitioners were killed by An Zhilu alone, it would only mean that he underestimated this person from beginning to end.

He couldn't understand why such a small person could grow into such a monster.

Just as he could not understand the content recorded on the second secret note, he could not understand where his design in Chang'an was wrong, nor could he understand who betrayed him like An Zhilu.

What is the hysterical Emperor of Dongyue? What is the seven-year-old child who said that he was reborn after suffering from a cold wind and cold? He could recite the Yin Talisman Sutra, and what fishmonger who didn't know a lot of big words suddenly moved his soul to the poet, and could become a poem in seven steps... These things that suddenly appeared in Chang'an and Luoyang may not be connected at all in the eyes of ordinary people in Chang'an, but he knew very well that these events were just quietly changing everyone's cognition - the thing like soul transfer does not exist.

The so-called soul transfer is nothing more than something like hysteria.

If a seven-year-old child can recite the Yin Talisman scripture and recover after a few days of fever, he will return to normal. This kind of thing is considered to be just some coincidences after burning, and even like the fact that it will cause hallucination by mistake by taking certain herbs by mistake, it is very normal, and sometimes it happens often.

Then the evidence he possesses is probably not called proof at all.

Even if he throws out the evidence, in everyone's opinion, the abnormalities that the former emperor had appeared were just a child's high fever, and his memory loss and confusion in his mind for a period of time.

The two seals of seals were constantly deformed in the prince's hands, and were suddenly torn to pieces by the true energy.

The somewhat hideous face and the explosion sound made when the true energy tear the dense paper made the two black ravens make a strange cry, and then soar into the sky.

The clanging sound of iron armor colliding sounded in the corridor of the station.

Zhang Yunchen, the commander of the escort army, knocked on the door. Without waiting for the prince to speak, he pushed the door and walked into the room.

Behind him were more than a dozen soldiers, all of whom were blocking the door with a cold face.

Zhang Yunchen walked to the prince. He lowered his head slightly, but his eyes raised upwards, pierced from under his eyebrows and nailed it to the prince's face.

This posture is very strange, both like a ritual and a kind of condescending scrutiny.

"Your Highness." He spoke, his voice as cold as two pieces of pig iron were scratching each other. "We are like you, and no one wants to go to Qianzhou in such a ghost weather, but now that this is the case, the brothers under my command will ask me to come to the palace and ask for peace."

The prince took a deep breath, and his eyebrows slowly raised like two small swords, "I don't know what General Zhang means."

Zhang Yunchen felt a strange feeling in his heart, and he felt that the tone of the prince's speech seemed to be a little different from usual.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the prince, and said, "Your Highness, we have just passed Ba Bridge today. There was an assassination incident on the path not far from Ba Bridge. The identities of those assassins are not something that ordinary people can do."

The prince looked at him and lowered his eyelids, "But I still don't know what General Zhang you mean."

"We do things according to the rules and ask Your Highness to be more disciplined, and Your Highness should understand that we have the right to restrain Your Highness's behavior, including your Highness's communication with the outside world, and we can check the correspondence according to the rules." Zhang Yunchen said with a cold voice, "We are afraid of trouble, so please don't cause trouble."

If it were normal times, the prince would naturally not be angry with Zhang Yunchen.

However, today, looking at Zhang Yunchen's cold face, what appeared in his mind was An Zhilu's disgusting face.

He couldn't help laughing.

His smile seemed extremely cold, and he no longer concealed his disgust towards Zhang Yunchen.

"Restrain my behavior?" He looked at Zhang Yunchen with a sarcastic expression and said, "I want you to restrain you so that you can restrain you. If I don't want to restrain you, can you restrain you?"

Zhang Yunchen also smiled sarcastically. He was about to say, "Can you think you are the prince who is the former one who depends on your face?"

However, the sneer he had just appeared was instantly frozen on his face.

A terrifying wave of true energy was like the aura of an ancient giant beast that had escaped from the cage filled his body.

Zhang Yunchen's face turned pale.

He saw the air in front of him surging like a wave. When the powerful energy pressed against him, he knew that his body-protecting true energy might be as fragile as a piece of paper.

The window lattice and even the roof ridge made a creaking sound at this time, and an invisible giant seemed to be stretching out.

He saw the prince's body with a ferocious face, and his true energy was blooming around him.

But the true qi and Dharma appearance that bloomed outside him was not the golden giant bridge common to the Li family, but like a giant black drum.

"You should understand that no matter how difficult a person like me is, it is not someone like you who is swaying in front of me." The prince said coldly, "Even if I kill you because you are rude, I will still go to Qianzhou. So for the next journey, please restrain your words and deeds."

When he finished these words, the terrifying aura in the whole room disappeared.

The prince turned his head and stopped looking at him.

Zhang Yunchen took a deep breath, bowed and bowed. When he left the room, the chill that surged in his heart made him feel no heat at all.

In everyone's perception, the prince is very diligent, but it seems that he is not particularly outstanding in any aspect.

However, he now understood that the prince should be the one with the highest talent for cultivation among the princes.

He is not as cognizant as the outside world, but only has a sixth-level cultivation level or a seventh-level cultivation level.

His true qi and magical appearance and the crushing qi in that moment fully demonstrated that he was already at the peak of the seventh grade or even the seventh grade.

The ordinary Li family's peak cultivation level at the seventh grade is already in line with the weakest among the eighth grade.

The method the prince practiced seemed to be mixed with some powerful secret techniques.

"If anyone dares to reveal a word about what happened tonight, even if he dies on the road, his family will not visit you next year."

He took a deep breath, lowered his voice, and said to his subordinates following him in an extremely cold tone.

A soldier still couldn't understand it very well, so he asked a colleague beside him softly, "What does the head mean?"

"Even if you die, your family will probably have to go on the road together." The colleague said with an extremely ugly expression.

...

Nanzhao's summer nightclub is filled with a wet smell of fishy smell. The moonlight is like a silver gauze eaten by insects, hanging thinly on the tree looking at the sky. The tall crowns of trees rustled in the wind, as if countless invisible ghost hands were tearing the sky. The bronze bells hanging on the eaves of the bamboo building occasionally tinkled, causing a few frogs to roar in the depths of the swamp, and in a blink of an eye, they were flooded by the denser sound of insects flapping their wings.

Seven oil lamps were lit in Pi Hetuo's bedroom.

Pi Hetuo claimed that these seven oil lamps were mermaid oil lamps, saying that this lamp oil made of South China Sea mermaid fat can prolong life at night, but Pi Hetuo's confidants knew it well, and this was pure nonsense.

The shitty South China Sea mermaid.

The oil in this oil lamp is ghee mixed with a kind of fish oil, and then some juice made of flowers is added, so the flame is dark blue, and it also has a unique milk and flower scent.

The reason why Pi Hetuo immediately wanted to light a lamp to dispel the darkness when it was dark was purely because of fear.

He was afraid that an assassin from Chang'an suddenly appeared in the shadows.

Even though he was not afraid of fighting against the Tang army with real swords and guns, those powerful practitioners were the lingering shadows in his heart.

Since he proclaimed himself King of Nanzhao, his close friends knew that even if Pi Hetuo sleeps, he only removes the outer armor and wears two layers of armor.

There was also a short knife called "Malmias" under his pillow.

The worst thing is that he is wearing a helmet while sleeping.

Although Nanzhao is not as hot as Chang'an, he can always sweat while wearing a helmet. After so many days, his scalp is covered with small pustules and he can't get rid of it even with medicine.

"Gu..."

The night owl on the tile suddenly exploded its feathers.

The sleeping Pi Hetao's eyelids trembled suddenly, and a black clouded leopard lying in front of his window suddenly stood up.

The next moment, Pi Hetuo opened his eyes and when he turned over, he had already picked up the short knife under the pillow.

Before the true energy in his body could flow, a blue light had already appeared on the short knife.

The cyan flames turned into halos, as if they were about to float from the blade.

At this moment, he heard the sound of a bird-like cry from a bamboo whistle, and his tense body suddenly relaxed.

He got up and picked up the clay pot on the desk and filled it with a mouthful of liquid that was a bit fishy to the people of Chang'an.
To be continued...