When the uninformed people found out the truth of the matter, they couldn't help but scream out in anger.
Sheriff Yan was even worse and his emotions were almost out of control.
It was his adopted brother who died. He was fine last time we met. Why, how could he...
Sheriff Yan's fingers turned white from the exertion, and the muscles on his face were tense and red.
After a long time, Sheriff Yan said loudly:
"In this matter, I will seek justice for my sworn brother! I will also seek justice for the 20,000 monks who died in Zhennanguan!"
"What will the Sheriff do?" someone asked.
Sheriff Yan stood up slowly, looked around at everyone, and said solemnly:
"Go to Beijing and file a complaint!"
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At the same time, the capital of Xishu was hundreds of miles away.
Kuishou Street, Prince Jing's Mansion.
Kuishou Street is adjacent to the Imperial City, only a few hundred paces away. It is a first-class prime location. Under the rich imperial city, the residence of Prince Jing occupies an entire street. This street was originally
There were three families of "Li Luxu", but since King Jing left the palace to open a mansion and live alone, these three families have moved out of Kuishou Street one after another.
It's not that these three families didn't like being neighbors with Prince Jing, they just had no choice. Anyone familiar with the details knows that these three families were forced to move out just to satisfy Prince Jing's hobby.
Everyone in Western Shu knows that King Jing has two major hobbies, one is all kinds of rare treasures, and the other is studying Taoism and magical powers.
The original Prince Jing's palace was "small" and could not accommodate the rare treasures that Prince Jing had collected from the people, so he entered the palace and asked for a reward from his emperor brother. The next day, the three families successively received gifts from the emperor.
According to the decree, they moved away from Kuishou Street. Who said they didn't have an emperor brother?
Therefore, now Kuishou Street, this huge place, belongs to King Jing alone.
Tread——
There were slight footsteps, the curtain opened, and an old man in red robe got out of the carriage.
The old man opened the curtain and saw the familiar Kuishou Street. His heart that had been hanging around for the past few days finally dropped...
The old man followed the guard, walked through Kuishou Street, and entered a side door.
Soon, we came to a luxurious courtyard.
As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw several black and white peacocks roaming around in the courtyard.
These are the first-class rare beasts in the world. Each one is worth thousands of gold. They are Prince Jing's favorite objects, so they keep them in the yard.
Looking at it with admiration, the old man was under the watchful eye of the guard at the door.
Get close to the candlelit room.
As soon as I lifted up my front hem and prepared to step onto the steps, I heard a few dirty words that were so sweet to the core:
"Your Majesty, use more force~"
"Little boy, lie down..."
"Put it up a little higher..."
"Don't be idle, come over here and kneel down."
When Shen Tucheng heard this, he couldn't help but blush, and he didn't dare to say anything to disturb Prince Jing's enjoyment.
I had no choice but to turn around and wait in the yard, my eyes fell on the black and white peacocks, and I looked at them carefully.
Not even a quarter of an hour later, the heavy red paint door creaked open.
This is too fast... Shen Tucheng couldn't help but think.
Immediately, two unfinished young women with rosy faces walked out of the room. The women looked very similar and were sisters. They swayed as they walked, like willow branches brushing across the water.
Neither Shentu City nor the guards standing guard behind the door dared to look up and lowered their heads, but they still saw two fluffy tails reflected in the shadows behind the two girls under the moonlight.
The fox girl of the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom!
After the fox sisters left the courtyard one after another, Shen Tucheng straightened his clothes at the foot of the steps before choosing to go inside to see His Highness Prince Jing.
"Boom!"
"who?"
"Your Highness, it's me." Shen Tucheng replied.
"Enter."
Unlike the bleak autumn wind outside, the room was much warmer, and all kinds of luxurious appliances were filled throughout the room. However, there was a smell of heather in the air, which was a bit unpleasant.
Prince Jing is a young man, very handsome.
Just after finishing the work, he was sweating profusely, breathing heavily, and was wearing thin clothes.
He took a wine jar and sat down on the soft couch, sitting in a casual posture.
"Sit wherever you like."
Shen Tucheng cupped his hands and sat on the chair opposite King Jing with an upright posture.
Prince Jing stretched out his hand to rub his sore waist and looked up and down at Shen Tucheng.
Seeing that he looked haggard, with a strand of broken hair hanging on his forehead, as if he had fled, he couldn't help but say:
"Is everything going well on the road?"
Shen Tucheng pursed his lips, bowed and said, "Excuse me, Your Majesty. Everything goes well."
Prince Jing raised his eyebrows, raised his throat and took a sip of wine. At the same time, he stretched out a white palm and placed it on the small table on the couch: "Bring it here."
Shen Tucheng did not dare to delay. He stood up hurriedly and took out an upright dark wooden box from his sleeve. The wooden box was finely made and had exquisite patterns. However, the surface of the wooden box was sealed with talismans and had a layer of coating.
A touch of blackness,
"My lord, be careful. The Soul-Eating Pearl has just been formed and you are very resentful."
Shen Tucheng placed the wooden box on the small case and reminded.
Prince Jing put down the wine jar, looked at the wooden box and licked his lower lip. A greedy light flashed in his eyes. Under Shen Tucheng's gaze, he slowly took off the seal and opened the wooden box.
Suddenly, a black energy filled with resentment rose into the sky from the box.
Several candles lighting up the room were blown out.
Prince Jing was so frightened that he leaned back and almost fell off the couch.
The black air rushed out of the box and only raged for a moment before being inhaled by a blood-red bead lying in the center of the box.
Prince Jing took a closer look and found that there seemed to be a small world inside the blood-red bead. The black energy was divided into strands and wandered back and forth in the bead.
"This object is the Soul-Eating Pearl. According to Prince Jing's instructions, my subordinates have refined it."
"Okay, okay..."
Prince Jing said hello three times in a row, but still couldn't bear to look away from the beads in the box.
What's more, he picked up the beads, put them in the palm of his hand, looked at them carefully, and said:
"What should we do next?"
Shen Tucheng hesitated to speak, looking embarrassed.
Seeing him hesitating, Prince Jing glanced at him and said with great displeasure:
"explain."
Shen Tucheng had no choice but to take out a torn sheepskin roll from his sleeve and put it on the table, saying: "According to what is said above, if you swallow this bead, your highness's cultivation will be improved to another level."
As we all know, Prince Jing likes to study various magical techniques.
It's not that his talent is any good, it's that he has no destiny but insists on thinking about it.
Prince Jing is a prince of a dynasty and has everything, but he cannot succeed in cultivation.
Over the years, countless treasures of heaven and earth have been poured into it, and various methods have been tried, but they are only in the Qi refining period.
A few days ago, he didn't know where he heard it from, saying that the Demon Sect had a method that allowed mortals to practice cultivation, so he summoned Shen Tucheng to come for questioning.
As the red-clothed Shuxian envoy of the Shuxian Sect in the capital, Shentu City has killed many demon sect disciples over the years, and he also has a few evil sect skills in his hands, which can indeed be used by mortals to practice, but they all require a huge price.
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When Prince Jing found him, he answered truthfully and made everything at stake clear.
King Jing didn't understand the dangers, so he thought that his cultivation would improve, so he ordered Shentu City to do it immediately.
Shen Tucheng didn't dare to disobey, so he decided to capture the four-eyed fox and go to a remote place in the southwest to refine the soul-eating beads.
"Hahaha……"
Prince Jing looked up to the sky and laughed a few times. He looked at the blood-red bead in his hand and said with a smile: "In the future, I will also be a strong man in the realm of refining gods. Let's see if any of the children from those aristocratic families dare to laugh at me again. Hurry up and help me swallow this bead."
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"Your Majesty..."
"Why are you wasting your time? I will not break my promise to the immortal envoy in golden clothes that I promised you. Hurry up... I can't wait any longer."
Shen Tucheng sighed, said no more, stood up, took the beads, and followed what was written on the parchment... This chapter has been completed!