No one cared about the dead Meng Fan anymore, and the only person who cared about was Lin Wan'er.

Even though the boy in front of him is really the legendary Xiaoyao King,

But how could he have such a courage that he could kill Meng Fan in just one word?

Meng Fan is a true disciple of the Dayu Tianzong and one of the most outstanding disciples of his peers.

He was placed in high hopes by the sect.

Now that he died in the Ao family like this, wouldn’t he be afraid of enduring the anger of the Dayu Tianzong?

Lin Wan'er could only be confused in her heart, but she did not dare to say these words in front of Ao Bei.

Even though he knew Meng Fan's identity, he dared to kill him, she would not think that the other party would be concerned about her true disciple who had not yet officially joined the Taiyu Sect.

At this time, Ao Bei turned around and looked at Lin Wan'er.

Lin Wan'er's thin lips trembled slightly in fear.

Ao Bei asked: "Is Lin Rong your father?"

Lin Wan'er looked at Ao Bei and seemed a little restrained. In front of Ao Bei, her pride no longer existed.

Nodding, Lin Wan'er replied softly: "Yes!"

Ao Bei said lightly: "Let him write his divorce letter and take you to the Ao family before noon tomorrow!"

Finally, Ao Bei added: "Come on your knees."

Ao Bei said something impossible so lightly.

This made Lin Wan'er's face shine with a thick color.

She really wanted to say no.

But Meng Fan's body was not far away, and she didn't dare.

Looking at Ao Bei's calm gaze, for some reason, Lin Wan'er felt that this was far more terrifying than a pure threat.

No matter what, Lin Wan'er just wants to leave the Ao family as soon as possible now.

Lin Wan'er said tactfully: "I will go back to tell my father about this matter, but how his father decides, but I can't decide!"

Ao Beidao: "That's your business and your father!"

"All I want is the result."

After saying that, Ao Bei left the hall and walked towards the back mountain of Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion.

As for the funeral in the hall, he didn't care.

From beginning to end, Ao Bei did not say a word to Ao Zhan and others.

Just when he walked outside the hall, Ao Bei's footsteps suddenly stopped and his voice came into the hall again: "Let Ao Donghai come to the back mountain to see me."

Leave a sentence, Ao Bei truly left.

After Ao Bei left.

Ao Zhan looked at Meng Fan's body and then looked at Lin Wan'er with a stagnant look.

He sighed and said, "Although your Lin family is unkind, I cannot be unrighteous."

"For my past friendship with your father, I will tell your father for me, and it is best to do as he says."

"Otherwise, from tomorrow, there will be no Lin family in the imperial capital."

"Take the body away."

Hearing Ao Zhan's words, Lin Wan'er looked directly at Ao Zhan and asked seriously: "Who is he?"

"King Xiaoyao!"

Speaking of this, ignoring Lin Wan'er's shock, Ao Zhan had waved his hand to send off the servants of the Ao family and took Ao Jue to leave the hall.

Although Lin Wan'er speculated about Ao Bei's identity, she was confirmed.

I can't help but feel a little lost in my heart.

When Lin Wan'er walked out of the Xiaoyao Palace, the news that Xiaoyao returned to the imperial capital was like a spring breeze.

It spread throughout the imperial capital in an instant.

Whether it is the family power of the Dali Dynasty itself or the martial arts sect that transcends the secular world.

If you want to gain a foothold in Dali, you can't avoid one person, that is the mysterious King of Freedom.

They don’t know much about this Xiaoyao King.

But after entering Tianning City, the Xiyan Sword Sect, the Beidou Tiangu, the Dayu Tiansect, and the people from these martial arts sects died and disappeared.

The source of all signs finally pointed to the Xiaoyao King.

This is not a secret in the high-level circles of the Twelve Martial Arts Sects.

Because of this, within the Twelve Martial Arts Sects, several sects that have personal grudges with the Xiaoyao Palace have been constantly testing the Xiaoyao Palace.

I want to find out where this Xiaoyao King came from.

It’s just that the people they sent out have never come back.

This made these martial arts sects restrain a lot.

However, they were not afraid, but when the twelve martial arts sects were taking action to separate the interests of the Dali Dynasty.

They no longer have more energy to focus on the Xiaoyao Palace.

The Xiaoyao Palace can deal with it at any time, but the immediate interests are the most important to them.

But now, this mysterious King of Freedom has finally appeared.

The entire imperial capital is like a pool of quiet pools thrown into stones.

A brief tranquility will eventually be broken.

No one in the center of the vortex can escape the rippling ripples.

Jingshan Villa.

It is an elegant place for self-cultivation and self-cultivation that Su Yu ordered people to repair.

Su Yu has never been to court for a month since he was in court.

He has always lived in Jingshan Villa.

Even Su Yu was allowed to take care of the political affairs in the court by Dong Chengfeng, Xie Tang and others.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to care, but that he can’t control it at all now.

With his current strength.

Ao Bei and the Twelve Martial Arts Sects, he couldn't afford to offend any side.

So he chose to be pure invisible.

But whenever I think back on everything that happened that morning, Su Yu would rather offend the Twelve Martial Arts Sects.

"Brother, you are indeed here again."

"It's been two months, have you not made a decision yet?"

Looking at Su Fuyao walking into the courtyard, Su Yu's expression was a little unnatural.

Since his emperor sister joined Shicha Temple, her whole body has changed a lot.

Not only is there no longer the gentleness of the past.

His temperament becomes more and more evil.

There are rumors in the entire imperial capital now that the current Princess Dali is a fairy who specializes in sucking the true energy of men.

Shicha Hall is not one of the twelve martial arts sects, but it is also an extremely powerful sect in the southern region.

I heard that the ancestor of Shicha Temple was once the first general under the throne of a great emperor.

The magic practiced in the palace is the secret technique of the great emperor.

Therefore, although Shicha Hall is a martial arts sect, it disdains the ordinary martial arts sects.

Looking at Su Fuyao, Su Yu said, "Fuyao, why do you have to force the emperor to make a decision?"

"Do you really want to force the emperor to a dead end?"

Su Fuyao smiled slightly on his charming face, and his charming smile made Su Yu a little fascinated.

A soft voice came: "Where is the emperor's words? Fuyao has always been thinking about the emperor's brother."

"If the emperor's brother handed over the Yuanshi Mine and was protected by Shichahai, why should the emperor's brother look at the faces of others in the territory of the Dali Dynasty?"

"The Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion, the twelve martial arts sects, and the Shicha Palace will help the emperor solve the problem."

Su Yu shook his head: "You've taken things too simple."

"If some things can be solved, the emperor has already solved them, so why should we now?"

Su Yu didn't know how powerful the foundation of Shichahai was, but the sound that sounded in his ears that morning was vivid in his mind.

Su Yu no longer dared to have hope for anyone.

He can't afford to bet.
Chapter completed!