Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment and nodded slightly. This meant that she didn't know how to do anything.

"It's rare...she actually said that..."

Yun Fuyao said: "You also talked a lot of nonsense..."

Jiang Fan was stunned: "What did I say?"

Yun Fuyao frowned: "The words were incoherent and vague, and I heard that Yu Yong crossed the black water and was named Guixiong or something like that."

Jiang Fan was stunned, his eyes a little distant. After a moment, he sighed softly and seemed to be saying to himself: "...These are things that shouldn't be said... But if you say it, just say it..."

Yun Fuyao didn't understand: "I've met King Chu, what's our next plan?"

Jiang Fan shook his head: "Don't move for now, rest on the spot for a few days, and give them time to let them know... I'm here."

Of course, Yun Fuyao didn't know who they were, but Jiang Fan knew that among them, there was the Supreme Emperor.

At this moment, he was sitting alone on the top of a straight mountain, watching the steaming clouds and mist in the distance, slightly lost in thought.

After a while, a one-armed old man with a tall black iron mask came up from behind. This old man was Gong Yu.

"Your Majesty...the prince is here."

Gong Yu said softly.

Ying Pei did not look back, but slowly looked back into the distance: "My son, you are here."

The man in the black iron mask walked up behind him. He still had the same hoarse voice, but it seemed a bit mocking: "Father... sitting here, do you look more like a loner?"

A slightly mocking chuckle came from Ying Pei's nostrils: "Yes, a true loner."

The man in the black iron mask said: "Speaking of which, she is not as vicious as you. When the incident failed, you sacrificed me as a shield."

Ying Pei turned to look at him: "Do you remember your father?"

The black iron masked man said: "What is there to hate? I was born into an emperor's family, so I, Ying Wutian, am mentally prepared."

"Wutian... you are very good. If it weren't for that thief, you should have been the prince. In the future, we, father and son, would not have had that kind of helplessness when you inherited the throne of Great Qin."

Ying Wutian smiled coldly: "Forget it, let's not talk about the past. We are all losers now. But what I lost, I will take back with my own hands."

Ying Pei said: "So, father is here to help you."

"Help me?" Ying Wutian laughed hoarsely: "You want me to help you?"

Ying Pei shook his head: "If he were ten years younger, he might have said this, but now, it's too late. My father is already seriously ill, and he suffered a sneak attack from a thief. The road is lacking, and it is no longer possible to reach the top, and his life span is also shortened.

If you can't pass Jiazi, why should you fight for yourself? Now, the only thing you have to fight for is..."

His eyes were cold and stern: "I, Da Qin Zhengtong, want to destroy that thief!"

Ying Wutian's eyes were expressionless: "Then, I will take over?"

"You are in charge." Ying Pei said simply: "As my father is dying, you are now in the prime of life and can compete with the four countries."

Ying Wutian said slowly: "Do you believe what my father said..."

Ying Pei showed a hint of bitterness: "Believe it or not, what's the value? I'm just unwilling to be a father. My Ying family ended up marrying someone else, and the country was surrendered. As a father, I really feel ashamed of my ancestors. Now, all I want to do is do these things."

, and then die with peace of mind, but the soul can return to Tangsha, and the spirit can enter the Ancestral Temple to give an explanation to the ancestors."

Ying Wutian was silent for a long time: "Are you really hopeless?"

Gong Yu sighed: "Your Highness, Your Majesty was already disturbed by Gao Qi, and even more so by the Ding Lang traitor's attack that penetrated the snowy mountains and seas of air. Indeed... the vitality has dissipated, and there is not much time left... Please ask Your Majesty to grant your wish."

Bar……"

Ying Wutian looked at Ying Pei's back: "Since you have this intention, why haven't you come to find me for so long since you entered southern Xinjiang?"

Ying Pei smiled softly: "My father has lost his bargaining chip in Qin and came here in embarrassment. If I don't prepare some strength, how can I have the face to see my son?"

Ying Wutian's eyes flashed: "The chips... are there now?"

Ying Pei nodded: "A few years ago, my Ying family made arrangements in southern Xinjiang. Now that my father's generation is here, they are also operating in secret. Now it's time to leave it to you to regain the glory of my Ying family and hope that my son

Make good use of it.”

Ying Wutian concentrated: "What exactly is it?"

Another one-armed man walked out from behind: "It's us, Jiuli."

Ying Wutian looked back and his eyes changed slightly: "Uncle?"

That person was none other than Jin Law Enforcement. He nodded solemnly: "Wutian."

"Uncle... you should be in the Demon Palace." Ying Wutian said solemnly.

"Yes, my uncle is the leader of the five law enforcement officials in the Heavenly Demon Palace, Jin Jiu. But he is still your mother's brother, and you and your uncle, who are half of Jiuli's blood, have a common identity - a descendant of Li Ju."

Feng Yuanshan, an old servant of the Zheng family, had introduced Jiuli's origins to Jiang Fan, and also knew the origins of Jin Zhenzhuan and the Queen Mother. If he were here, he would finally know Yingpei's real back-up man in southern Xinjiang.

Ying Wutian said: "As far as I know, the Heavenly Demon Palace is not in harmony with the Qin State."

Jin Jianzhu nodded slightly: "The Heavenly Demon Palace is the Heavenly Demon Palace, and the Li Ju clan is the Li Ju clan."

Ying Wutian's eyes moved slightly: "What uncle means is..."

Jin Jianzhu walked slowly to his side, looked at the Shiwandashan in front of him and said: "Everyone knows that the descendants of Jiuli founded the Heavenly Demon Palace, but they don't know that Jiuli is actually nine tribes. We are the strongest among them.

One of the two larger branches is the Li Ju tribe named after their ancestors."

He turned his head and looked in a certain direction: "There is Leigong Mountain and the Heavenly Demon Palace. For five hundred years, the descendants of Li Tan have been occupying the position of Demon Lord. It has long been a joke to take turns to control the Heavenly Demon Palace. One of them back then

The leader of the tribe was dissatisfied with this matter and wanted to compete for the Demon Lord, but was defeated by a trick. He then left the Chinese clan and eventually gained the attention of the Imperial Court of the Great Zhou Dynasty and became a generation of Demon Commander."

If Jiang Fan were here, he would surely have realized that the Demon Commander who was rumored to have failed in the competition turned out to be a member of Jiuli.

"So..." Ying Wutian said with concentration: "The descendants of Li Tan have broken the agreement, and you... are not convinced."

Jin Jianzhu said coldly: "The Heavenly Demon Palace was co-founded by the Nine Big Heads, so why is it exclusive to his family? But the Li Tan clan is too powerful, and it is difficult for any tribe to compete. As a last resort, we contacted secretly and established an alliance, but it still didn't work.

We were half sure, so we began to actively seek external help. However, the corrupt Li clan, with the secret support of Dachu, was deeply rooted in southern Xinjiang, and we could hardly

It is almost impossible to find a collaborator. Even if there are people who are hostile to the Da Chu and Li Tan clan, they will be afraid of the strong strength of the two parties and are unwilling to take risks to help us. We have no choice but to look further, other than looking for cooperation.

Or, it is also to find a distant escape route in case of trouble in the future. Since the Heavenly Demon Palace is hostile to the Chu State, Qin in the northwest has become our best collaborator."

Ying Wutian seemed to understand: "So, at that time, the marriage between mother and queen..."
Chapter completed!