Prince Duan's Mansion, Xia Nuanyuan, the residence of the second son Zhao Qingyi.

The masked man is called Li Yixia, and it is a dagger that Zhao Qingyi selected from the dead servants in his house. Its main purpose is to find talented girls from all over the country for him to use as cauldrons to practice the immortal magic he learned in his dreams.

Li Yixia no longer remembers why Zhao Qingyi chose him at that time. He only knows that it was late at night, and he solved a business opponent for his master and crawled back to Prince Duan's Mansion with scars all over his body.

He happened to be discovered by Zhao Qingyi at that time. After a few simple words, Li Yixia became Zhao Qingyi's personal death guard for no apparent reason, only for his use, and applied for enough resources to help him cultivate the Nascent Soul.

Since then, Li Yixia has become a famous flower-picking thief in the imperial capital, committing crimes many times, but has never been caught.

The main targets of crimes were the proud girls with no background in the imperial capital, but ever since he caught a true disciple of the Nascent Soul stage and was approached by him, Li Yixia became more and more bold.

Because King Duan didn't listen to anything that Yuanyingqi said, he beat him to death indiscriminately.

Afterwards, nothing happened.

In this way, with protection, Li Yixia began to commit crimes regardless of background.

Basically, he committed a crime once a month. With the protection of Prince Duan's Mansion, the Imperial Guards did not say anything, and the monks who had lost their female apprentices did not dare to say anything. They took their remaining apprentices and moved away from the Imperial Palace overnight.

All.

"Are we really going to let them get away with it like this? Doesn't the Emperor care about them?"

Zhao Qingyi's exclusive secret room is mainly used to store the abducted proud daughter of heaven.

Jiang Sinian, who was stunned and put in a sack, had woken up and asked angrily as he looked at the sobbing young woman around him.

"Sister, this is Prince Duan's Mansion! How dare those officials report this matter."

Most of the women here are dressed in rags and are dilapidated. They have lost hope in life at a young age. Their eyes no longer have the pride of geniuses in the past, and some are only dark, soulless, and dull.

They may have been slightly famous geniuses in the past, but here, in this Prince Duan's Mansion, they were nothing.

King Duan, as the era monster most likely to inherit the unification, is invincible in the same realm and can fight across realms. Even in the period of transcending tribulation, he can still fight with a few moves.

The establishment of Xiaoyao Tower provided a strong boost to the commercial development of the entire Song Empire. It is said that the taxes paid by Xiaoyao Tower accounted for 30% of the national treasury every year.

Everyone in the Song Empire believed that if King Duan ascended the throne, he would be the strongest ancestor in the history of the Song Empire.

And he is also the person with the most destiny on the entire continent who is most likely to end this ten-thousand-year division.

No official would take the risk to report a person like this to the Emperor, and the Emperor would not pay too much attention to the cases in the Imperial City. Those are the responsibilities of the Imperial Guards, and above the Imperial Guards is the Supervision Department.

Above the Supervision Department is the court. The president of the court is An Shitai, and then his ancestor.

If he has to take care of everything, what else do these officials need to do?

"It's really dark." Jiang Sixian smiled scornfully. She already knew what she should do.

I may really feel sorry for my master today.

I have always lived a cautious life, fearing that something would affect my master's reputation, but today I no longer need to care about anything.

What those sanctimonious hypocrites dare not do, let this little girl do it.

These girls used to laugh and laugh loudly, but now they cry and cry loudly.

Jiang Sinian doesn't know what they did wrong?

Why would someone snatch a girl at home and get away with it like this?

Why is it that even though he is an official, he is always timid and afraid to do this or that?

ridiculous!

sad!

What a shame!

The prosperous age is not all sunshine, there are always a few places where moths will breed, and they will secretly eat the foundation that supports the prosperous age, destroying the prosperous age step by step.

Zhao Qingyi's bedroom.

Li Yixia, who had just completed his mission, took off his night clothes and put on a set of clothes for a servant of Prince Duan's Mansion.

He stood respectfully next to Zhao Qingyi and carefully explained today's situation, "Second Young Master, this girl has a very strong restriction, even if you are below, you cannot touch her."

Zhao Qingyi sat at the desk and used a brush to draw the scene in the restaurant on white paper. However, it was very different from the reality.

Originally, Zhao Qingyi was supposed to be frightened by Jiang Sinian's coercion and did not dare to make any resistance, but in the painting, Zhao Qingyi was sitting on the table, and Jiang Sinian was indeed kneeling in front of him, kowtowing to him and apologizing.

"Then her elder should be an ancestor who transformed into gods."

Transforming into a god is indeed a problem. My father cannot kill and destroy the evidence instantly.

But it's not a big deal, as long as you ask a few ancestors in the clan to destroy the corpses and eliminate traces before anything happens.

It cannot be said that Duan Wang's lineage has a short period of transformation into gods. It can only be said that the sect is equivalent to the size of Xuan Snake Cave. As long as Duan Wang thinks about it, it will completely disappear in the Song Empire within three days.

"Then young master, are you going to use that thing?" Li Yixia made some gestures, but it could only be seen that what he gestured with was a sword.

Zhao Qingyi frowned, very puzzled.

The consumption of that thing is huge every time it is used. If you don't use it carefully, your father will find out sooner or later.

"Master, don't believe it. I can guarantee that this woman is definitely not over twenty years old." Li Yixia patted her chest and said with certainty.

After all, he, Old Li, is also a famous flower-picking thief in the imperial capital. Practice makes perfect. Now he can tell the approximate age of a woman just by observing her movements and demeanor.

Speaking of this, Zhao Qingyi could no longer calm down.

Eighteen golden elixirs, he knew what this meant. After all, even if he relied on the blessing of evil arts, he could only enter the middle stage of foundation building at the age of twenty-four.

If this woman does not die, she will definitely be a state-level existence in the future.

And this is his chance.

The evil skill he practices is called "Exchange Hehuan Dian", which was taught to him by an evil immortal in a dream. The greatest ability of this skill is to exchange and superimpose qualifications.

He has not yet practiced this skill to the Mahayana level, so he cannot rob women of their talents at once during practice, so he built a private basement to store the women who were robbed.

Usually, after completely plundering a woman's talents, he would arrange for Li Yixia to erase all the women's memories, destroy their faces, and throw them into the mines under Xiaoyao Tower to spend their remaining time.

"Use it, but remember to keep it close when you use it. Don't disfigure that woman. After all, she looks so similar to my sister." Zhao Qingyi calmly took out the next piece of white paper, rolled up the previous picture and threw it away.

Into the trash can.

It would not be easy for a monster like this to rob her of her talents overnight. It would not be good if her appearance was ruined by that big boss.

After all, Zhao Qingyi would be uncomfortable practicing with a disfigured woman.

Li Yixia took the order and retreated, and Zhao Qingyi also started his next painting.

Different from before, Zhao Qingyi only painted himself this time.

Just added some special effects.

Added a bit of treason.

Just added a few things that would make his whole family raid.
Chapter completed!