Conferred God: I, Who Just Wanted To Run Away, Was Overheard By The Emperor

The news of Yin Ze's return had already spread throughout Chaoge, and along with this news, there was also a good news from Yuguan's rain.

The heavy rain three days ago turned out not only to wet Chaoge, but also to moisten Yuguan where there was not even half a drop of rain in July.

What does this show!

Yin Ze, not only did he not die in the hands of the East China Sea Dragons, but he also completed the task.

Many ministers were kept up at night by these two news.

People like Yin Ze and his uncle Huang Feihu like him are of course happy.

But like Prince Yin Jiao, and his people, it would be very uncomfortable.

If there is only rain in Yuguan, those courtiers who are in the line of Yin Jiao, the big business prince, can dare to say that Yin Ze is cheating. Di Xin was doted on and sent Qi Refining officers to give Yin Ze cheating rain.

Although they did not dare to say this in the court, it is absolutely trivial to spread such remarks among the people.

Although this can't change the fact that Yin Ze can continue to serve as the Sitianjian dance minister, it will always be disgusting and disgusting, and it will damage Yin Ze's reputation among the people.

It doesn't matter that you, Yin Ze, are an official one step ahead of our respected Prince, as long as your reputation stinks, you are nothing.

But the problem is that it wasn't just Yuguan that rained. On that day, the entire Dashang, except for the flooded areas, all the rest of Dashang's territory, all rained from the sky.

You can't say that this is also what King Zhou doted on Yin Ze to help him cheat, right?

If the Qi Refining soldiers under Di Xin had this kind of ability, how could there be a drought problem before Da Shang.

Prince Yin Jiao was anxious to call his ministers all night, and he couldn't sleep tonight, so he had to come up with a plan to deal with Yin Ze when he went forward tomorrow morning.

Also, tonight, Yin Ze is not sleeping now.

He couldn't sleep tonight, and it was already early in the morning, and it was already time for the lottery.

Anyway, it's a lottery draw for the primary prize pool, just draw it at will.

Then, looking at the prize, he lost sleep even more.

"Fucao, system, did you peek at the diary I wrote?" Looking at the table, there were ten maid outfits of different styles and styles, ten white silk, ten black silk and ten fishing nets. Ten pairs of matching small leather shoes and high heels, Yin Ze raised his middle finger to the big lottery turntable deep in his soul while wiping his nosebleed.

Prize Type: Apparel.

Prize Name: Ozawa's Dragon Maid Professional Suit

Prize introduction: The host's desire, the system mission must be fulfilled, the maid suit that perfectly shows the charming dragon girl, arrange!

Note: I hope the host pays attention to your body and must be restrained. Although the dragon girl is good, you can't handle it with your small body...

Cough cough... The villain in Yin Ze's heart smirked, rubbing his hands together.

So, don't get me wrong, System Dad, the prizes are very good, I scold you, mainly because I want to remind you that it is wrong to peek at other people's diaries, which is immoral.

However, you have seen it anyway, can you also arrange for the white sugar?

How about you just give me a whole set of professional sugar refining equipment and let me run away happily after subduing Deng Chanyu?

Golden Crow rose, bright moon fell, Yin Ze, who had not slept all night and was a little haggard, took Deng Chanyu to the golden harem.

Don't get me wrong, haggard, not because of the maid outfit, but because of.

"Vengeance must be repaid, that's my ninja way." Yin Ze coldly smiled, crushing the deep-sea pearl that kept flashing in his hand.

This is a signal from good fortune.

The dragon maid of the Ozawa family is in place!

As the son of Dao's son who King Zhou loved so much, Di Xin specially sent someone to tell Yin Ze to wait in the branch palace and walk with the king to court. This is a great honor.

Counting this time, Yin Ze has already enjoyed it twice.

When the branch palace arrived, Di Xin hadn't arrived yet. Yin Ze, who was feeling a little bit in his heart, quietly raised his head, and after meeting a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, he felt a steady heart.

Since Di Xin had suffered an assassination here, the guarding power of the sub-gong building at this time has been enhanced many times than before.

However, in the face of the wealth of Mysterious Immortal late stage Cultivation Base, this level of guarding power is obviously not enough.

Yin Ze stood up and waited for Di Xin, and soon his cheap daddy arrived.

[I hope Brother Shou will not have a psychological shadow on the branch palace building after today. In less than a month, I was assassinated in the branch palace building twice in a row. Tsk tsk tsk, what a miserable one-person king. 】

Di Xin, who had already started to raise the corners of his mouth after seeing Yin Ze, slammed the brakes on the spot when he heard the long-lost voice.

What?

And why is someone trying to assassinate me in the branch palace?

Di Xin clenched his fists and scolded himself for having no memory.

After suffering an assassination here, this broken building should have been demolished.

【Brother Shou, don’t worry, you won’t be hurt, why, because the assassin was hired by me, hahahaha…]

Di Xin was just brewing out the fate of the human race in his body, and was about to give the sub-gonglou a stroke of luck to shake out the damn assassin, then he was stunned again.

What?

Did you find the assassin?

What are you doing to assassinate me?

[But it's not my fault. I have no choice. Who told me that Fei Zhong, this bastard, is Shou Ge's favored minister. With Shou Ge's support, I want to get rid of Fei Zhong, but this is the only way It's a plan, but think about it carefully, Shouge, you are not at a loss. Although I used it as a tool, from now on, Dashang has lost a big traitor. What do you think, Shouge, you are also making money. . 】

[And Fei Zhong, Fei Zhong, let you kidnap me, and even kick the East China Sea dragon clan to kill me. Those who want to hurt me must pay the price, hum, I learned this trick from you. Just have a good taste, what is it like to die under your own conspiracy and tricks...]

"Huh..." Hearing this, Di Xin's heart fell directly into his stomach, and the fate of the human race was no longer brewing.

It turned out that my son wanted to kill Fei Zhong.

Di Xin laughed secretly, killing Fei Zhong is good, just as I am still worried and can't find a suitable excuse to get rid of this lackey next to Saint!

Cooperate, this plan of my son must cooperate well!

Immediately, Di Xin walked unrestrainedly into the branch palace.

"Ze'er, I haven't seen you for a few days. I miss him very much as a father." Di Xin smiled.

"My son, it's my son's sin to see the father and let the father worry." Yin Ze's small face pinched a submissive look, and his fingers moved imperceptibly.

At this moment, the good fortune hidden in the beams of the sub-gong building moved.

"Without King Daoist, in order to protect the world and not fall into the hands of you, a foolish king, today I am hereby ordered by my lord to eliminate harm for all the people in the world!"

A slender and short "male" assassin, only one meter five, jumped down with a thick throat, the sword Weng Ming in his hand, and the cold light shone.

"Father, don't panic, with me, no one can hurt you!"

Everything was too sudden, and the guards and warriors in the branch palace also reflected, Yin Ze firmly blocked Di Xin behind him, and used his chest to block in front of the sharp sword.

That is called a righteous and awe-inspiring, filial piety world.

The corners of Di Xin's brows twitched, looking at Yin Ze's flawless acting skills, he used all his strength to suppress the urge to complain.

Rebel is really good acting.

If I hadn't heard your voice, I would have been a little moved.