Chapter 9 Holy Fire Sect, Xiao Que who soars into the sky

Ming Wuyan, who obtained the ecstasy technique, practiced it for several days. When he was almost proficient, he couldn't wait to find someone to test it.

He called a servant.

Although he is not favored now, there are still more than a dozen palace maids and servants serving him in the Tianxin Palace, and several of them are spies sent by other princes. He himself knows this.

The servant in front of me is one of them.

He used the spell of fascination on the opponent.

"Look at me..."

There was purple light rippling in Ming Buyan's eyes, and the moment they looked at each other, the servant's eyes gradually became blurred.

"May I have your name."

"Little Haruko."

"Who sent you to Tianxin Palace?"

"Second Prince Minglong."

"When was the last time you contacted the Second Prince?"

"Two years ago, the person who contacted me was not the second prince, but the guard next to the second prince..." Xiao Chunzi answered all questions.

Ming Buyan thought about it and realized that this servant had been sent to Tianxin Palace a long time ago to monitor his every move. However, after his fall three years ago, several princes gradually paid less attention to him. The last contact

It was still two years ago.

After asking a few more questions, Ming gave up without saying anything.

Xiaochunzi gradually recovered, but he didn't know what happened just now. He only knew that he had just been called in by Ming Wuyan.

"I wonder what His Highness asked me to do?"

"It's nothing, I want to take a bath, let someone prepare hot water."

"good."

He didn't say anything clearly and did not deal with the servant, so as not to alert the enemy.

After taking a hot bath, he went to Qunfang Pavilion.

Today’s task is still to listen to music.

While he was listening to music and dancing, he saw a motorcade outside the street, guarded by soldiers, heading towards the palace.

When the people around saw this scene, they were no longer surprised.

"Here we go again, with so many medicinal materials, I really don't know when your Majesty's heart of refining elixirs and seeking immortality will calm down."

"Oh, I'm afraid it's impossible to be quiet."

"Tsk, how much does it cost to have so much ginseng and fleece-flower root?"

Ming Buyan glanced down at Qunfang Pavilion and then withdrew his gaze.

Three years ago, Liang Wang Mingzhengyuan suddenly became obsessed with refining elixirs and seeking immortality for some unknown reason. He sent people to search for various elixirs among the people. He also exhausted manpower, material and financial resources to search for precious medicinal materials and sent them to the palace to refine the elixirs.

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"kill!"

At this time, several figures suddenly emerged from the street and rushed towards the convoy escorting the medicinal materials. Several soldiers were killed in the blink of an eye.

Especially the leader, a middle-aged man, whose whole body was filled with Pei Ran's true energy, and a steel knife in his hand was swung to perfection.

Ordinary soldiers who come within one foot of him will either die or be injured!

In addition, these people also wore red turbans with flame patterns embroidered on their foreheads, as if they were from a specific organization.

"It's a demon from the Holy Fire Cult!"

"Hmph, the Holy Fire Cult is so brave, daring to go against the imperial court!"

A general who was escorting the medicinal materials narrowed his eyes and stabbed the leader of the Holy Fire Cult warrior with a spear in his hand.

The tip of the spear bloomed with cold light, and the spear came out like a dragon, colliding with the steel knife.

Bang!

There was a loud noise from the clash of swords and guns. The general was so shocked that his arms went numb, his jaws split open, and the spear in his hand buzzed and trembled, and he stepped back more than ten steps.

"A super master!"

The general's pupils shrank slightly.

He is just a first-class warrior, and there is still a long way to go before becoming a first-class warrior.

"Hey, court lackey, hand over all the medicinal materials to me."

The Holy Fire Cult warrior snorted coldly, saying he was here for the medicinal materials.

Just when he was about to continue taking action, a figure rushed out and stood in front of the general. The man was dressed in white and had an elegant demeanor. The long sword at his waist was unsheathed with a clang, and he fought to a close with the Holy Fire Cult warrior.

The person who came was Xiao Que.

He waved his long sword, and the sword energy was as sharp as the cold stars.

After a fight, the top-notch Holy Fire Cult warriors were unable to do anything to him. Not only that, after more than a dozen moves, he actually felt the pressure.

"Third on the list of outstanding talents, Xiao Que, son of Xiao Baifeng! He is indeed extraordinary!"

The man from the Holy Fire Cult looked at his fellow accomplices who were being gradually knocked down around him, gave Xiao Que a sharp look, and then quickly turned around and left.

The battle is over.

The soldiers suffered a lot of casualties, but fortunately the medicinal materials were fine, and the people around him gradually gathered around, looking at Xiao Que and praising him again and again.

"Third on the list of talented people, he is really awesome."

"I didn't expect that at such a young age, he could already have superb skills!"

"Given time, I'm afraid he will become a master figure again."

Someone seemed to remember something, glanced at Qunfang Pavilion, sighed and said: "I think back then, the seventh prince ranked first in the list of literary talents at the age of twelve. Compared with this Xiao Que, he was even better.

Nothing less, it’s a pity..."

He shook his head and said no more.

The brightest genius boy in the capital was no longer there.

"Thank you Mr. Xiao for your help."

The general who escorted the medicinal materials came to Xiao Que and thanked him.

Xiao Queyi said sternly: "When we see injustice on the road, it is our duty to draw our swords to help. Moreover, the Holy Fire Sect has a notorious reputation in the world and has committed evil deeds. It is even more impossible for me to sit idly by and watch them."

"Master Xiao is righteous!"

In the Qunfang Pavilion, Ming Wuyan watched from beginning to end and watched a good show.

But I didn't pay too much attention to it.

Not long after, he returned to Tianxin Palace and heard the maids talking about Xiao Que's heroic action to repel the Holy Fire Cult.

I think the capital has been peaceful for too long, and if anything goes wrong it will spread quickly.

The next day he came to Qunfang Pavilion as usual.

"This Xiao Que has soared into the sky now. I heard that he was summoned by His Majesty and became a third-grade major general of the Forbidden Army. He is so majestic."

Mudan said while rubbing her shoulders for Mingwuyan.

There are nine official ranks in Daliang.

The third grade is already a very powerful person.

To describe it as flying into the sky is no exaggeration.

"Oh, yes, when I left the palace today, I took a look at it from a distance. It was indeed majestic." Ming Buyan said after taking a bite of grapes.

"That's nothing. His Highness was much more powerful than him back then."

Yue Ji said from the side.

"That was all a thing of the past. A good man is not brave enough to speak of his past."

Ming Wuyan laughed and said.

"If it weren't for that illness, His Highness's current reputation in Daliang would be far inferior to that of several other princes." Mudan also sighed.

The girls in Qunfang Pavilion are all feeling sorry for Ming Yu.

Mingwu didn't care, "I think it's good now. I can be treated like this by several sisters, but I'm the only one in the entire royal capital."

Ming Wuyan raised his head slightly, looking proud.

Several girls smiled coquettishly.

"Yes, yes, the three great courtesans of Qunfang Pavilion, Rose, Peony, and Narcissus, are famous far and wide in the royal capital. Those dignitaries can't win a smile from even one of them even after spending a lot of money, but the three of us have a soft spot for His Highness.
To be continued...