After hearing Wang Yanzhao's words, King Dali sighed.
"I hope they're okay."
Wang Yanzhao pursed his lips. He originally wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, they never came out.
King Dali noticed Wang Yanzhao's strange behavior, frowned, and asked: "Why, do you have anything to ask me? It's just you and me here. If you have anything you want to ask, just ask."
After hearing what King Dali said, Wang Yanzhao hesitated for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, is Luo Tianshu really strong?"
"Luo Tianshu..."
King Dali murmured something to himself, and his eyes gradually became hollow, as if he was trapped in a long-lasting memory.
After a long time, he came back from his memories and said, "He is very strong."
Very strong!
Hearing King Dali's evaluation of Luo Tianshu, Wang Yanzhao looked horrified.
After following the king for many years, this was the first time he heard such comments about a person from the king's mouth, which also made him feel horrified.
Because he knew very well that the king was a very conceited person, and ordinary people could not understand him at all. Being able to get such an evaluation from him showed that Luo Tianshu was indeed very powerful.
"Your Majesty, is he more powerful than Lord Yuwen?" Wang Yanzhao asked unwillingly.
Before this, his idol had always been his immediate boss Yu Wenxin, but with Yu Wenxin's disappearance, his heart began to waver.
King Dali nodded and said: "I know what you think, but although Yu Wenxin is not bad, if he is compared with Luo Tianshu, he is still a little behind."
After hearing the king's words, Wang Yanzhao's body shook violently, and a look of worry appeared between his brows.
thump!
Wang Yanzhao suddenly knelt down in front of the King of Dali and said with a pleading look on his face: "Your Majesty, I am brave enough to ask your Majesty to allow me to go and look for Lord Yuwen."
However, what disappointed him was that His Majesty the King did not agree to his request.
King Dali shook his head and said: "Your mission is to guard the royal city. As for Yu Wenxin, although he is not Luo Tianshu's opponent, he can still save his life in Luo Tianshu's hands."
Having said this, King Dali paused, and then said with a complex expression: "Besides, I have a hunch that Luo Tianshu will come to the royal city soon. At this time, you can't leave."
"But Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Wang Yanzhao wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by King Dali.
"Okay, please step back, I'm a little tired."
Wang Yanzhao had no choice but to retreat.
When Wang Yanzhao left, King Dali stood up suddenly and walked towards the screen behind him.
Behind the screen, there is a wall with a portrait of a woman hanging on the wall.
The woman looks dignified and elegant, with beautiful eyes and stunning beauty.
"new moon."
King Dali stretched out his hands and stroked the portrait gently. At this moment, his eyes were full of gentle love.
…
At the same time, the Department of Law.
A mysterious figure shrouded in gray robes suddenly came to the door.
A strange sound was heard from the gray robe, and then, the door of the Department of Law slowly opened, and a figure walked out of the door.
If Zhang Yifeng were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that the figure walking out of the Law Department at this moment was Zhou Tong, who had a conflict with him in the Purple Gold Palace before.
Zhou Tong looked at the gray robe appearing at the door of the Law Department, and a flattering look instantly appeared on his face.
"Are you Lord Gray? His Highness the Prince has already told me, please come with me."
After saying that, Zhou Tong made a gesture of invitation towards Gray Robe.
The gray robe nodded, not doubting that it was there, and followed Zhou Tong in.
Deep in the Department of Law, in a luxurious cell, Wanyan Xiarong sat on a chair wantonly, with a smile on her face from time to time.
The reason why the cell he is in is a luxurious cell is because the cell he is in now is much taller than other cells. Although the supporting facilities are not comparable to those outside, they are still very good.
"Humph, Zhang Yifeng, you didn't expect that His Highness the Prince has already promised me that he will exonerate me!"
"Just wait, I will go out soon. When I go out, I will definitely find a way to get back from you a thousand times the suffering I have suffered these days!"
Just when Wanyan Xia Rong was thinking about how to take revenge on Zhang Yifeng, a slight sound of footsteps came from outside the cell, interrupting Wan Yan Xia Rong's thoughts.
Listening to the sudden sound of footsteps, Wanyan Xiarong's eyes showed a hint of joy.
"Could it be that His Highness the Prince sent someone to rescue me?"
Thinking of this possibility, Wanyan Xia Rong's heart beat wildly, and his eyes were full of deliberately suppressed ecstasy.
In Wanyan Xiarong's expectant eyes, a figure in gray robe appeared in his sight.
"It's Lord Gray Robe!"
When Wanyan Xiarong saw the person clearly, she was instantly overjoyed.
Over the years, he has secretly taken refuge with the Twenty-Two Princes. He has met some of the important people around the Twenty-Two Princes, and the man in gray robes in front of him is one of them.
"Master Gray Robe, did His Highness ask you to come and save me?"
When Gray Robe came to the cell where he was, Wanyan Xiarong could no longer hold back her excitement and asked.
Faced with Wanyan Xiarong's inquiry, Gray Robe did not speak, but opened the cell door and slowly walked in.
Seeing that the man in gray robe did not ask or speak, Wanyan Xiarong's heart trembled, and an unpleasant feeling instantly appeared in his heart. Especially when he saw the undisguised murderous intent in the eyes of the man in gray robe, his heart became even more intense.
Sunk to the bottom.
He is not a fool. At this moment, he finally realized that the man in gray robe was not here to save him, but to kill him!
After understanding this, a huge panic emerged in Wanyan Xiarong's heart.
"Master Gray Robe, did the Twenty-Two Prince ask you to kill me?" Wanyan Xiarong asked with a pale face.
As soon as he finished speaking, the man in gray robe nodded.
"Why?" Wanyan Xiarong asked with a look of unwillingness.
At this time, the man in gray robe suddenly spoke: "Your Highness asked me to bring you a message."
"What words?"
"He hates being threatened by others, and you have touched his bottom line!"
"So, you'd better die."
After the man in gray robe finished speaking, without waiting for Wanyan Xiarong's reaction, he struck at Wanyan Xiarong with his knife.
A deep despair appeared in Wanyan Xia Rong's eyes. At this moment, his cultivation was still restricted. Facing the attack of the gray-robed man who was already stronger than himself, he was unable to resist at all.