Lu Zhan's ears and eyes were very sharp due to the blessing of the crystal space in his body. At this moment, he clearly heard the comments of passers-by: "Hey, have you heard? This big tree is the prince's tree from the southeast wilderness."

It is said that the ancient and rare trees collected by Dihua at a huge sum of money are going to be transported to the royal garden and planted in the center of the garden."

"Humph, the emperor is already so ill. The prince still has the heart to collect such rare treasures at this time. He doesn't want to think about getting more miraculous medicines for the emperor to prolong his life."

"But it's understandable. If the emperor... that happens, the owner of this royal garden will not be His Highness the Crown Prince. He can't wait to repair it in advance."

"It's really hard to say whether the new owner of the Imperial Garden is the prince. I heard that the Eighth Prince's army has just won the victory and returned to the court. It is stationed on the outskirts of Beijing outside the North Gate. Among the many princes of the Chu Empire,

As for who is qualified to be the new emperor, I think it must be His Highness the Eighth Prince."

"..."

Lu Zhan listened unintentionally. He sighed softly, left the bank of the canal, and walked back to the saddle of "Snow Mountain and Flying Clouds".

Suddenly, Lu Zhan sensed that someone seemed to be watching him intently next to him, so he turned around and looked around, only to see a large four-story restaurant beside the road. The restaurant was brightly lit and bustling with activity.

There were people sticking their heads out of every window to join in the fun and looking towards the canal. For a moment, it was impossible to tell who was paying attention to them.

Lu Zhan shrugged his shoulders, thinking to himself that he was probably too preoccupied, so he jumped on his horse, ordered his soldiers to reorganize, and continued walking along the street.

After Lu Zhan left, Qing Ji's beautiful and elegant face appeared in a window on the highest floor of the four-story restaurant by the road. She was watching Lu Zhan's back slowly merge into the gradually deepening eyes.

In the night.

At this time, she was sitting in a very private elegant room on the fourth floor. The miniature girl Rouji and the white-haired Elder Bai were sitting opposite her. At the same table was Ah, who was wearing clothes like dead tree bark.

Picture, there are three other people, one

One is an old lady with an owl-headed crutch. The other is a short, middle-aged man with whirlwind tattoos on his face. The last one is wearing a black cloak. He is obviously the big man who participated in the secret meeting that day.

The fourth prince of Chu.

Rouji took a sip of the specially brewed rice wine here, glanced at Qingji, who was still looking out the window leisurely, and whispered softly: "I can't believe it, I haven't seen him in two years. That boy named Lu is actually

He has directly become a peerless powerhouse in the Huajin Realm, and he is probably already at the middle stage of Huajin Realm. I remember the last time we saw him in Xiaoyingzhou, that brat was still in the Qi Condensation Realm.

"

The fourth prince's expression changed, and he asked Rou Ji curiously: "Have you and Miss Qing Ji seen that Fengyong Bolu Zhan before?"

"Yes. In Hongzhou City."

The fourth prince said "Oh", "It's no wonder. This Lu Zhan was born in Hongzhou, and he was introduced to Lao Ba by the Sima Governor of Hongzhou and became his assistant. This kid captured the 'Floating Sky' years ago

During the Battle of Immortal Island, he was already at the early stage of Huajin Realm. During this year, he followed Lao Babei

He had outstanding achievements in conquering the Sui Dynasty, especially when he attacked the Sui capital city. He faced off against the three powerful warriors of the Huajing Realm who were guarding the Sui Palace in the Sui Imperial Army alone. However, he did not lose at all, and in the end he still managed to win.

He killed two and wounded one. In this battle alone, he is known as the number one warrior in our Chu Empire."

The fourth prince still didn't know that Lu Zhan's martial arts attainments suddenly rose to the late stage of Huajing Realm after the accumulation and enlightenment of the Sui Palace battle, and he became a being on par with the National Master of Tianjiyuan.

Rouji stuck out her bright red tongue and said with a little admiration: "One person can easily win against the siege of three powerful warriors. Is this person named Lu actually so powerful? It seems that we, Qingji, have the foresight.

When we were in Hongzhou City, we could tell at a glance that this boy was extraordinary."

Atu, who was sitting aside, heard this and snorted heavily in his nostrils.

Rou Ji rolled her eyes at him and said, "Don't be unconvinced, Artu. Mr. Lu is much more handsome than you. If I were Qing Ji, I would only like him and not you."

Atu's face darkened when she said that, he grabbed the wine on the table and poured it into his mouth.

The dove-headed old lady sitting across the table glared at Rou Ji when she heard this, and said in a tone that was even worse than a drake: "After all, Atu is also the number one warrior among the younger generation of our holy clan. Qing Ji

She is a saint. If she wants to marry in the future, she must be chosen from among the young and handsome men of her own clan. People from other clans have ulterior motives. No matter how outstanding she is, she can only stand aside."

Qing Ji turned her gaze from the window back to the table and said calmly: "Okay, you don't need to worry about my affairs. Now let's discuss the planning of tomorrow's action with His Highness Fourth Prince."

She turned her attention to the fourth prince and said, "The eighth prince of Dachu is finally back. Our actions will go according to the original plan. How are your preparations going?"

"We can rest assured here," the fourth prince took a sip of wine with a mysterious smile on his lips: "As long as Lao Ba is still alive tomorrow morning, we will follow the steps and cooperate inside and outside the Tai Chi Sect."

Qing Ji felt that there seemed to be some other deep meaning in his words, but she couldn't think of anything wrong for a while, so she nodded and said: "In this case, the masters of our holy race who participated in the operation will be waiting at Tai Chi tomorrow as planned.

Waiting outside the door for your signal from inside."

The fourth prince turned his head and glanced at the canal outside the window, and asked: "Can your country's patron saint beast called 'Jie Shu Xuan Turtle' really be able to deal with the 'Floating Fairy Island'? I'm worried that the mysterious beast will be

If Turtle can't stand a fight, our operation will be completely defeated."

Elder Bai glanced at him and said: "Our 'World Tree Black Turtle' is a desolate beast with a trace of the strong blood of the ancient divine beast Qingtian Xuanwu. It is a majestic desolate beast! If it starts to attack, I'm afraid it will even kill you."

Even the Imperial Palace of Da Chu can be corroded into a pile of waste in one fell swoop..."

Qing Ji frowned and said to Elder Bai: "Okay, Elder Bai, how can you use the destruction of the Da Chu Palace as an issue? This is too rude."

As she spoke, she looked at the fourth prince with a smile, and said knowingly: "I heard that the 'spiritual light cannon' of this 'Floating Fairy Island' is extremely powerful. Even the one that was trained so hard by the Sui Dynasty is said to be the most powerful in the world."

Even the formations couldn't stop the cannon fired with all its strength. If the 'spiritual light cannon' suddenly fired a cannon while I was waiting for action at Taiji Gate, wouldn't we be directly reduced to ashes, and all our plans would be in vain in an instant?

"

"Saintess, you can rest assured about this." The fourth prince said: "It is precisely because the 'spiritual light cannon' is so powerful that it can destroy the entire Chujing City with just one cannon. Lao Ba cannot do it in the palace."

If he uses this kind of cannon, he will die together. So he can only use another less powerful cannon on the 'Floating Fairy Island'

The 'Cyclone Cannon' is here to deal with us, and the range of the 'Cyclone Cannon' is only five to sixty feet at most, and it cannot fly too far away from the body of the 'Floating Fairy Island', so then the 'Floating Fairy Island' will have to

Lower the height to about fifty feet above the ground, and then rely on the magical power of your 'Boundary Tree Black Turtle' to deal with this 'Floating Fairy Island'."

"Well, that's it." Qingji nodded and said, "Let's leave the 'Floating Immortal Island' to the Saint Beast of our Saint Clan to deal with it."

"Okay, it's settled. I'll go back and make arrangements now. There are still many things to prepare for tonight." The fourth prince said and stood up, wrapping the hood of his cloak tightly around his head.

So as not to be recognized by others, he then left.

Qingji walked to the door of the elegant room and watched through the crack in the door as the fourth prince's back disappeared at the top of the stairs. After closing the door, she walked back to the wine table and said softly to Elder Bai: "What the fourth prince just said always makes me sad."

I feel weird."

"Which sentence?"

"Didn't he just say: 'As long as the eighth prince is still alive tomorrow morning'? Looking into the deeper meaning of this sentence, could it be said that the eighth prince will die tonight?" Qing Ji turned her eyes to Atu who was sitting far away: "Ah

Tu, did you see any clues in his eyes just now?"

Atu nodded, "They are going to take action against the Eighth Prince tonight."

"Just tonight?" Qing Ji said with an moved expression, "Can you tell what the action is?"

"Oh, assassination."

With a "snap" sound, a pair of ivory chopsticks in Qing Ji's hand were broken by her. Her eyebrows were raised, her jade teeth were biting lightly, her expression was very angry: "Hmph, I know these guys from the Chu royal family are not

True to their word, they did so many little tricks behind the scenes."

Atu looked at Qingji in confusion and said curiously: "It's normal for them to do this. Make two preparations. One is to assassinate. If the assassination fails, then cooperate with our holy clan to jointly deal with the Eighth Prince and his party. If you change

I would do the same thing, people's hearts are like this, haha. But if they succeed in assassinating the Eighth Prince tonight, it will save us the trouble of spending a lot of effort to kill the Eighth Prince and his masters tomorrow. What's the point?

What about the bad ones?”

Rouji rolled her eyes at him lightly and sneered: "If they really kill the Eighth Prince tonight, then tomorrow's operation will naturally be cancelled. What's left for them is to defeat the leaderless Eighth Prince's party one by one.

That’s it. By then, these guys will probably be cheating and refuse to cede the three states that were originally promised to the Holy Clan, so wouldn’t this peace be in vain?”

Qing Ji said coldly: "Who cares about their three Pozhous? The real purpose of our coming to Chu Jingcheng this time is to receive the instructions from the Presbyterian Council to grab the 'Floating Fairy Island' in the sky. With this

Feidao, let alone these three states, even the Great Chu Empire, the Great Sui Empire, and even

Aren’t the entire Eastern Continent countries under the control of our Saint Clan? The reason why we negotiated with them about ceding territory is just to make them not be suspicious and to cooperate with our Saint Clan with confidence. So.

, we must not sit back and let their assassination attempt tonight succeed."

Elder Bai scratched his head and looked at her and asked, "Why, Saint, do you still want to sabotage their assassination tonight?"

"This is the only way to do it when necessary." Qingji turned to the middle-aged man who was eating and drinking with his head buried in the air and his face covered with whirlwind tattoos and said: "Uncle Tululu, today

Tonight, you and I will sneak into the Eighth Prince's palace."

The tattooed man's mouth was so full of wine and delicacies that he couldn't speak, so he could only nod his head. (To be continued...)
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