When Lu Hou and the other two appeared again, they had already stepped on the streets of Liangcheng, Fengguo, and walked all the way to Chunxiang Pavilion.

As usual, the three of them ordered a lot of food on the first floor. Beihe and Modu began to eat like wind and clouds.

On the first floor of Chunxiang Pavilion, many diners were still making noises loudly, extremely lively.

And I could also hear many diners talking about the fact that Lao Fu was dying by someone in a mess a few days ago. After so long, this matter is still fermenting and the level of excitement has not declined much.

However, I believe that in a while, the death of the old Taoist priest on Nanqiu Mountain will sweep across the entire Feng Kingdom like a craze. At that time, the object of everyone's discussion would no longer be the Lord Buddha.

But in Beihe's view, compared with the news of Master Wangchen's death, the spread of the speed of the spread will inevitably be much slower than that of Lord Lao Fu.

It is because Nanqiu Mountain is extremely remote and few people go there on weekdays, and people pass by almost every day.

But Beihe was destined to make a mistake. Even if this reason was ruled out, the news of Taoist Wangchen's death was destined to be unable to spread on a large scale.

...

When Lu Hou and the other two entered Chunxiang Pavilion in Liangcheng, the seventh princes of Feng Kingdom and his group had already entered the capital of Feng Kingdom and stepped into the imperial city.

A group of iron cavalry was pulling a chariot behind them, and on the chariot was a black coffin.

It seems that the wind has been heard, so in the imperial city, many palace maids and eunuchs are ready to welcome them on both sides of the road.

The group walked past the crowd, and except for the sound of horse hooves, it seemed silent.

When the Seventh Prince brought the body of Taoist Wangchen to the most majestic hall in the imperial city, an old man in his dragon robe and short beard, who was about fifty years old, had already been waiting here.

This person is no one else, he is the emperor of Fengguo.

The moment he saw the Emperor of Feng Kingdom, the seventh prince turned over and dismounted, quickly walked to the emperor and knelt down, with tears in his eyes: "Father!"

However, the Emperor of Feng Kingdom just glanced at him and walked to the coffin with great strides. At this moment, tears also emerged from his eyes as he looked at the coffin.

I saw him grab the lid of the coffin and lift it hard.

After he opened the coffin, he saw a thin body lying in it, a Taoist priest who looked older than him.

Interestingly, the two of them look very similar.

"Brother..."

The Emperor of Feng Kingdom could no longer curb his grief and anger, and lay down on the coffin, crying out in tears.

No one could have thought that Taoist Master Wangchen was actually the brother of Emperor Feng Kingdom.

Not to mention the people in the martial arts world, even the people in the Feng Kingdom court know not much about this.

And this secret starts with the previous emperor of Fengguo.

The previous emperor of Fengguo had two sons, the eldest son was addicted to martial arts all day long and was indifferent to political affairs. The second son was different and showed great ambitions since childhood.

But after the old emperor died, he passed the throne to his eldest son as usual.

In just one year, the eldest son gave the throne to his younger brother, found a ruined Taoist temple alone, and devoted himself to studying swordsmanship.

Moreover, in order to cut off the connection with the Feng Kingdom court so that he could devote himself to the swordsmanship, the emperor also told his younger brother not to send people to disturb him.

The one who didn't even want the throne, just to comprehend the sword art, was Taoist Wangchen. His younger brother was the current Emperor Feng Kingdom.

The two brothers are brothers, and Taoist Master Wangchen even gave in to the throne, so the current emperor is very respectful to this brother.

Not only that, when the Seventh Prince was just born, he also sent the Seventh Prince to Puyang Temple where Taoist Wangchen was. He was trained by Taoist Wangchen until he was ten years old before he returned to the Feng Kingdom court.

Because of this, it is not an exaggeration to say that the relationship between the Seventh Prince and Taoist Master Wangchen is like a father and son.

It is not difficult to understand why Taoist Master Wangchen's death made the ruthless Seventh Prince so sad.

"What the hell is going on..."

After a long time, the emperor who was crying suddenly turned around and looked at the seventh prince and said furiously.

"Qi Bian, on the way back, the child had already asked someone to investigate the matter and finally knew the general reason for the matter."

"Say." The emperor spit out a word concisely.

The Seventh Prince did not dare to hide anything about this, so he heard him say: "These days have been in the martial arts world of our Feng Kingdom. It is actually not peaceful, because the nine people on the virtual realm list in the martial arts world were pushed forward from behind and killed one by one. But by chance, the emperor was the fourth person on the virtual realm list. More than a month ago, the fifth person was killed, so..."

At this point, the Seventh Prince paused.

"Damn it!"

The emperor Long Yan was furious. He never expected that his brother, the previous emperor of Fengguo, would die at the hands of people in the world.

After seeing his expression, not only the seventh prince, but also the officials, ministers, eunuchs and palace maids around him were silent. They had never seen the emperor fire such a thunderous fire. I think that in his anger, the entire Feng Kingdom would not be peaceful, especially in the martial arts world of Feng Kingdom, which is even more so.

"Father, give this matter to the child. The child will definitely cut off the head of the murderer who killed the emperor and send it to the father to sacrifice to the emperor's spirit in the sky." At this time, the seventh prince gritted his teeth and said.

Hearing his words, the emperor closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath, as if he was trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Give you a month." The emperor said.

"Yes, Father." The Seventh Prince was overjoyed.

After receiving the order, he heard him say, "I hope my father will give me two more sword guards, plus one hundred iron cavalry."

"Accurate!" said the emperor.

After the words came, he suddenly turned around and continued: "Fugui, prepare for the funeral of the emperor's brother."

"Go!"

A eunuch in his seventies or eighties who were always following him bowed and said.

At this moment, the seventh prince stood up, saluted respectfully at the emperor's back, and then walked towards the direction he came. The twenty iron cavalry he had led were following behind him, and the armor on his body made a silence sound when he was walking.

The Seventh Prince had a month to find out the murderer who killed Taoist Master Wangchen. He said that it was not long or short, so there was no delay.

"Zhang Gu, are you sure that you killed the one on the Void Realm List and did not leak any news in the world?"

At this time, the seventh prince spoke.

Hearing this, a middle-aged man in armor behind the man said, "I have been asking for it for several days, but there is indeed no clue. It is just that the man who killed every time he kills and even didn't let the baby go, so there is no idea who did it."

The seventh prince narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of yin owl appeared on his handsome face.
Chapter completed!