"What did you say!"

Yan Weiyu heard what Yan Wulu said, and for a moment, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

She did not question where Yan Wulu got the information.

Because, as Yan Wulu's little aunt, she knows——

Yan Wulu is very strong.

This kind of strength does not come from strength, but a feeling. It can give people a sense of absolute reliability and peace of mind at any time.

Only Yan Weiyu can feel this, and even Yan Dong may not know it.

"Big nephew..."

Yan Weiyu quickly returned to normal, with no flaws visible.

Being able to serve as the commander-in-chief of the Demon Division of Daqian Town all year round, Yan Weiyu is by no means an ordinary person.

"...Eldest nephew, I will immediately take people to the North City Gate to clear out all suspicious dark spots within a radius of twenty miles."

Yan Weiyu's eyes were determined. Even though she was in the imperial capital and at the feet of the emperor, she did not have the slightest fear or fear.

However, Yan Wulu suddenly reached out and held her...

"No."

Yan Wulu said calmly.

At this moment, in a trance, Yan Weiyu saw in his eldest nephew the reliable look of someone who could plan for thousands of miles.

"...The enemy is in the dark, and we are in the open. Even if we lose this wave of dead soldiers, I'm afraid there will be another wave within a few months."

When Yan Weiyu heard this, he stopped and asked tentatively: "So...what do you want, eldest nephew?"

“Cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, but they will grow again when the spring breeze blows…”

Yan Wulu narrowed his eyes slightly, with a sense of threat, "...I want to completely deal with this group of people, and also uncover the people behind the scenes hiding in the dark!"

…

…

Imperial Capital.

North city gate.

Noon.

The bright red Daqian flag fluttered in the wind at the top of the city...

The welcoming team, headed by Prince Zhao Lingfeng and Crown Prince Yan Wulu, was already waiting at the city gate.

Originally, Yan Weiyu, the commander of the Demon Suppression Department, and Zhao Lingrui, the King of Yu, were also going to come here.

But today at 10:00, a big demon attack occurred on the outskirts of Jinling, so Yan Weiyu had to be absent to greet the team.

As for Prince Yu Zhao Lingrui, he occasionally felt cold and unwell and was unable to come here.

On both sides of the city gate avenue, there are people from Jinling like a sea of ​​people holding various flags and signs.

They all took the initiative to cleanse themselves of the great hero of Daqian, King Zhenbei.

It was much more lively and exciting than when Yan Wulu came to Jinling.

but……

Who knows whether there might be alien assassins or even evil spirits hiding among them?

…

Among the many elderly ministers and ceremony officials, Prince Zhao Lingfeng and Yan Wulu, who stood at the head of the team, became two of the few young heroes.

Yan Wulu had already given Zhao Lingfeng a simple courtesy when they first met, but now he clasped his fists again and said——

"Your Highness the Crown Prince."

When Prince Zhao Lingfeng saw this, he was also extremely friendly and returned the greeting slightly...

"His Royal Highness."

Prince Zhao Lingfeng was wearing a gorgeous prince python robe today, looking quite kingly, and in his movements, he had the temperament of a gentle Confucian scholar.

In fact, from the first time Zhao Lingfeng saw Yan Wulu, as the master of the secret sect, his years of discernment allowed him to see at a glance...

Yan Wulu is an extraordinary man!

This person has an extraordinary personality. If he can be won over, he will definitely become the future pillar of Daqian in the future.

Because of this, Prince Zhao Lingfeng became more interested in making friends with Yan Wulu...

Yan Wulu took this opportunity to whisper a few words beside Prince Zhao Lingfeng.

No one could hear their words clearly, but Zhao Lingfeng's face darkened briefly...

After that, before the Zhenbei King's team showed up, the prince Zhao Lingfeng, who was always courteous and courteous, quietly walked away.

However, the ministers also speculated that "people have three urgent needs", which is understandable.

Only Yan Wulu, the prince of Zhenbei, stood with his hands down, his exquisite and gorgeous brocade sleeves and robes gathered together, looking ahead——

"This huge net has been laid, just waiting for them... to fall into it."

…

"Da, da, da, da..."

The iron cavalry of the Zhenbei Army appeared in the sky first.

The solemn and neat voices came from a distance one after another.

That’s the iron cavalry of the Northland!

That was the invincible army led by Yan Dong, the king of Zhenbei!

With just a few dozen riders, there was an overwhelming sense of chilling...

Even the courtiers who were hundreds of meters away could feel the sand and cold air of the northern border on the bodies of these elite cavalry, as well as the fearlessness and bloodthirsty of the army that defeated hundreds of thousands of barbarians!

"Grumbling"

"Grumbling"

"Grumbling"

At the top of the North City, on both sides of the avenue, countless horns and drums were played together.

Flags flying.

The crowd was buzzing.

The North Metro Cyclists arrived first and were separated on both sides.

At this moment, a certain slender figure standing in the dark building panicked——

"What's going on? How come Yan Dong's North Metro Riders are here! Didn't the tip say they are all stationed a hundred miles away from the imperial capital?!"

The slender figure seemed to be hysterically shouting at the people around him in a low voice. The people around him were at a loss. After a long time, they finally spoke——

"Sir... Your Majesty, my subordinates don't know, but it's just a few dozen riders. There are hundreds of us! There's nothing to be afraid of!"

"no!"

The slender figure retorted tremblingly, "... That Yan Dong is already terrifying. The emperor said he was injured, but who knows if it is true! Now there are so many more Northern Metro Riders, and they are even assassinating people!"

"Sir...but where is the emperor?"

"We'll talk about it later. If Yan Dong is really injured, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future!"

The slender figure said and prepared to step back and leave.

But as soon as he took a step forward, he felt a chill behind him...a bright long sword was pointing at his back...

"Zhao Wuneng, the emperor has an order for you to kill Yan Dong here!"

Looking at the same man behind him with completely opposite auras, the slender man named Zhao Wuneng was a little surprised, "Asshole, Liu Gui, you kid, you fucking betrayed me!"

"I have always been loyal to the Emperor!"

Just as he was talking, Liu Gui's face changed slightly and he continued -

"Master Zhao, you must know that in order to contain Yan Weiyu and seriously injure Yan Dong, the emperor spent a lot of money and effort. If you miss it this time, there will be no next time!"

"Liu Gui, do you think you are my opponent?"

Zhao Wuneng suddenly said coldly.

He couldn't defeat Yan Dong, nor could he defeat Yan Weiyu, but couldn't he still defeat Liu Gui?

"I advise Mr. Zhu not to do this. After all, you still have to think more about your wife, children, mother and daughter."

"...They are now in the hands of the Emperor. Whether they are well-dressed and well-fed, or whether they are worse off than dead depends on your decision, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Wuneng was so angry that he was shaking for a moment.
To be continued...