These words made Li Yinhu see the rogue behavior of the White Lotus Sect.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I will send someone to contact you within two months!"

"No, I will come to visit the prince regularly."

After the saint said that, he walked straight out of the door.

Li Yinhu and the old man made a way out, and the saint passed by.

Seeing the saint leaving, Li Yinhu's expression was gloomy and clear.

After confirming that the Saint was really gone, he grabbed the teacup and threw it hard on the ground, and roared: "The prince was too bullying in front, and the White Lotus Sect was threatening him later. Is this move really wrong?

”

"Don't calm down."

The old man comforted softly, and he leaned into Li Yinhu's ear and said, "It's not that I can't deal with that saint."

Li Yinhu raised his eyebrows and said, "How to deal with it?"

The old man chuckled and said, "The prince is a genius who has nowhere to be a genius in the world. How can he forget his ability to be a sensible person?"

Li Yinhu said angrily: "Don't you think I don't want to? When I first met the saint, I wanted to start, but the saint's kung fu is really powerful. My Gu has no effect at all, let alone being beaten.

She found out.”

The old man opened his tightly clenched palm and smiled sinisterly: "This Gu is the most treasure in Miaojiang. It has only one characteristic, that is, it is colorless, tasteless, and invisible. The biggest record is that he poisoned a rare master who had killed a land fairyland.

How can the saint escape the worm that even the land gods cannot find? Once they are hit, no matter how powerful she is, they can only be at the mercy of the prince."

Li Yinhu was stunned and was overjoyed and said, "Why didn't you take it out earlier?"

The old man said ashamedly: "This thing is rare. My subordinates went through a lot of hardships and killed all the Miaojiang heritage to get it a few days ago. Please forgive me."

In a good mood, Li Yinhu did not blame him too much. He laughed and said, "If you don't talk about these, go and refine this thing immediately. I want to make that saint look good, hahahaha!"

...

At this moment, in the Prime Minister Zhao's Mansion.

"The people in the martial arts world are just bandits."

Zhang Biwu, a senior secretary of Wuying Palace, held the still steaming teacup, shook his head and gently blew the foam on the tea soup, and smiled faintly: "It seems to be high, free and easy, and also pays attention to loyalty, but in fact it is a piece of sand

.”

"The King of Zhao colluded with these bandits, and not only did he have any effect, but he also lost his bad luck for no reason."

Zhao Xuanji, who looked down at the book, said lightly: "Be careful when speaking, the White Lotus Sect is not sure about it, but it is related to King Zhao, and you must not make arbitrary conclusions."

Fu Yuzhi on the other side looked up and said, "It's obvious now. Don't say we know it, I'm afraid the person from the East Palace knows it very well."

"First it is the Long Family in Xishan Province, and then the White Lotus Sect. This King Zhao is really impatient."

Fu Yuzhi turned his head to Zhao Xuanji and said, "Gei Master, is this King Zhao really someone who can support me?"

"If you don't have some ambitions, you won't be worthy of support."

Zhao Xuanji said slowly: "The example of the Ninth Prince is right in front of you. Have you both forgotten?"

Speaking of this, Fu Yuzhi and Zhang Biwu looked at each other and fell silent.

"Wait, within two days, he will come to apologize."

Zhao Xuanji put down the book, rubbed his nose and said, "It's just that this stall will be rotten. The East Palace shouldn't have been able to hold the handle everywhere, I'm afraid it's hard to clean up."

"If the East Palace doesn't say it out loud, there is still room for anything."
Chapter completed!