"If this were not the case, how could His Majesty hate him so deeply?"

Ding Xiu's face was as dark as water. The imperial court had civil and military departments, but they could not compare with several Dao sects. Geniuses among various Dao sects were often absorbed by Dao sects.

"Be careful what you say."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhongying hurriedly closed the door.

"Everyone knows it, so why should we be careful about what we say?"

Ding Xiu glanced at him: "Have you ever caught Sikong Xing?"

"This thief is so cunning, how easy is it to catch him?"

Zhu Zhongying frowned: "The loss of the Yunxiang Cauldron is a big deal. Although Ouyang Ying bears the main responsibility, I'm afraid you and I can't escape the blame."

"We are constrained at every turn. Even if we seal off the city and search the whole city, we have to be controlled by Longhu Temple. How can we catch the thief?"

Ding Xiu slammed the table, his anger uncontrollable.

Zhu Zhongying noticed something was wrong. Ding Xiu was not so angry at ordinary times:

"Brother Ding, you...could it be that you have practiced the method of worshiping gods?"

"Worship the Red-browed Monk King's Dharma!"

Ding Xiu didn't hide it, but he also noticed that his emotions were not right. He took a deep breath and suppressed it:

"Depending on your and my talents, we wouldn't be able to enter the Tao otherwise."

"You, alas!"

Zhu Zhongying stamped his feet, but he had no choice but to suppress the annoyance in his heart and change the topic:

"By the way, where is Mr. Yanhou? I heard that you hosted a banquet for him before?"

"Don't mention him."

Ding Xiu's expression became even worse. He lowered his voice and said half a sentence before still transmitting:

"This man is unruly, arrogant, arrogant, greedy for sex as much as life, and is willing to kill even though he is still alive. He is simply... a freak!"

"How, how could it be?"

Zhu Zhongying frowned. He had heard some information about Yan Chunyang, but he didn't really believe it.

After all, this is King Zhenwu's only disciple.

"You do not believe?"

Ding Xiu didn't explain either. He opened the door and clapped his hands gently. After a while, two servants came leading a few beautiful women.

"This is the courtesan who is on the rouge list in the city. Go and give it to her."

"Um?"

Zhu Zhongying frowned and said, "Speak directly if you have something to say, why go around and around?"

"This person……"

Ding Xiu waved his hand and asked the servants to lead the people down, then turned around, quite annoyed:

"Last time, I invited him to a banquet. At the banquet, although this person was unruly and arrogant, he could only be described as having a perverse temperament. It wasn't until after the banquet..."

Even through sound transmission, Zhu Zhongying could hear Ding Xiu's anger:

"He took six women at once, humiliated them, and then killed them ruthlessly!"

"Varied?"

Zhu Zhongying's expression changed: "Did he also practice the method of worshiping gods? I heard that a hundred gods blessed him when he was born..."

"have no idea."

Ding Xiu had a cold face, obviously a little worried: "I asked the reason, and this guy actually said that after having sex with a pariah woman, he never left anyone alive to prevent his blood from being contaminated..."

Ding Xiu almost laughed angrily: "Does he think he is the prince of the dynasty?"

"?!"

Zhu Zhongying was a little confused. He didn't see many lustful and murderous people, but this reason was...

Ding Xiu had a cold face, Zhu Zhongying was doubtful:

"How could the prince, a man of great talent, accept this disciple?"

"Can I lie to you?"

Ding Xiu couldn't suppress the anger in his heart more and more, not only because of the hidden dangers of practicing the god worship method, but also when he thought about what happened that day, his face turned blue:

"I treat each other with courtesy. I ask myself how to behave politely, which is considered respectful, but he actually called me a pariah!"

"..."

Zhu Zhongying fell silent. He had worked with Ding Xiu for many years and was confident that he would not lie to him, but this was a bit weird.

"The prince actually accepted this disciple?!"

"If you don't believe it, just go and prove it yourself!"

Ding Xiu fluttered his sleeves and drove people away.

"this……"

Zhu Zhongying stood up and said goodbye. After leaving the house, he walked to the backyard. He was really confused.

"ah!"

But before he reached the backyard, he could not help but stop because of the shrill female voice.

"this……"

Zhu Zhongying's face twitched and he turned around and left.

"ah!"

In the night, the shrill female voice suddenly stopped.

Several guards in the backyard lowered their heads, as if they were used to it. Several old servants in the courtyard and outside the house waited for the sound to disappear before knocking on the door softly.

One person skillfully dragged away the female corpse on the bed, while the other walked towards Yan Chunyang, who was sitting naked on the other side.

"call!"

With a breath of turbid breath, Yan Chunyang's naked upper body flowed with silver light like water, traveling from his torso and into his hair, and his hair instantly turned silver.

But within a few seconds, the silver color had disappeared.

"Still not working!"

Holding the black hair hanging in front of his eyes, Yan Chunyang's eyes flashed with disgust and violence: "I have changed the blood many times, why is it still not working?!"

The old servant waited respectfully and seemed not to hear anything. After he finished speaking, he took out a page of letter from his pocket:

"Master Marquis, this is information about Li Yuan sent by a secret agent."

"Second on the dragon list?"

Yan Chunyang didn't even look at it, he had already shaken it into powder:

"Wang Jiu, you are also an old man in the mansion. Don't you know my temper? Then I, Long Xinglie, don't take it seriously. What does it mean to be a pariah who is second on the dragon list?"

"Master Hou, this man is no more than 20 years old..."

"So what? It's just a pulse."

Yan Chunyang stared at the old servant with cold eyes:

"Can the Thousand Yin Ceremony really help me to cut off the miscellaneous blood and replace it with new blood?"

The old servant lowered his head:

"This is a superior ritual taught by the leader. Master Qianyin has supreme power and can cleanse all living beings in the world and everything in the world..."

"It better be."

Yan Chunyang closed his eyes, and his whole body was filled with light.

The old servant bowed and stepped back. With his peripheral vision, he saw silver and red intertwined under the surface of Yan Chunyang's body. Two streams of blood of different colors used his body as a battlefield, constantly colliding and fighting.

…

…

"No matter how good the wine is, you can't drink too much."

In the room, Li Yuan, who was still feeling a little dizzy after the smell of alcohol had been dispelled, sat cross-legged.

Warriors have a high tolerance for alcohol, but because of this, there are various spiritual wines with added spiritual herbs, among which Baicao Niang is famous for its taste.

Naturally, there are also some that are famous for their fierceness, such as 'immortal drunkenness' and 'suffocated dragon'.

"call!"

After taking an elixir, Li Yuan sat quietly and adjusted his breath. His thoughts changed and he listened to the sound from the palm urn as usual before going to bed.
Chapter completed!