Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

"Oh?"

Shen Yi held the Emperor Sword, looked at it calmly, and said calmly: "An incarnation."

The tomb keeper was puzzled: "What a strong sense of righteousness, is he a modern literary saint?"

"It should be, has the awl been pulled out?"

Shen asked with one eye on the side.

"Snapped."

Upon hearing this, the tomb keeper pulled out the awl with force: "It has been pulled out."

"asshole!"

Golden Qilin's curse was heard instantly.

"calm down."

Shen Yi smiled helplessly and comforted the Golden Qilin, then took the Emperor's Seal and put it into his body to nurture it.

"That guy hasn't left yet. Let's go over and say hello."

As he spoke, Shen Yi summoned his own imperial palace and temporarily put the little sun wrapped around Shen Yian inside.

The Longyuan and Diliu swords flew into the Emperor's Palace without hesitation.

The figure had been lingering near the boundary wall and watching from afar. When he noticed Shen Yi and the other man approaching, he wanted to leave. However, he did not expect the tomb keeper to be so fast that he could not react.

"Snapped."

The tomb keeper took a step forward and in an instant, grabbed the white-haired old man's neck, making him unable to move.

"Put him down quickly. I asked you to come over and say hello, and this is how you greet him?"

Shen Yi's unpleasant voice came.

The tomb keeper glanced at Shen Yi and let him go.

The white-haired old man quickly straightened his clothes and bowed, "Junior Jiang Xun, greetings to the two seniors."

"I have heard of your name, Jiang Xun, the contemporary literary saint, right?"

Shen narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Jiang Xun's heart skipped a beat. He actually recognized himself. Similarly, he also guessed the other party's identity. He knew some rumors and reputations about the Shen family ancestor...

He bowed his head and said modestly: "It's just the praise of the world. I am still far from the realm of the saints."

Shen Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly. This old guy has far surpassed those so-called great scholars in the world and is infinitely close to the highest realm of scholars. He has not disgraced the title of the Sage of Literature.

The other party's righteous spirit can help Emperor Xi recover quickly and stabilize the country's destiny. Since you've come to join in the fun, don't think about leaving so easily.

"I have something very meritorious to do, I wonder if you are interested."

Shen Yi suddenly came to Jiang Xun's incarnation and raised his arm to put his arm around the other's shoulders.

Jiang Xun was startled, and asked carefully: "May I ask what can I do for you, senior?"

"A great merit."

The mystery of Shen Yixiao.

This smile seemed inexplicably terrifying in Jiang Xun's eyes.

Tianwucheng·Chu Prince's Mansion.

"How is the princess?"

Fu Sheng, who was guarding in the yard, saw the door open and quickly stepped forward to ask.

Qingyu shook his head slightly and said slowly, "The princess just fainted due to exhaustion. She will be fine after resting for a while."

"I have put all the Xuanwei on alert, and Xuemei is here too."

Fu Sheng said with a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, I will always stay by your side, Princess. I will notify you immediately if there is any situation."

The bluefish nodded slightly.

"it is good."

Fu Sheng responded and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

He and Xuemei are now going to clear out those eyes in the dark with lightning speed.

"Sister Qingyu..."

The two ladies, Jinxiu and Jinlian, who had been waiting at the door, looked very nervous. Although they witnessed the whole process, they did not understand why their princess suddenly burst out with such momentum.

"It's okay, Princess, just take a rest."

Qingyu said with a smile, signaling the two girls not to be overly nervous.

"Sister Qingyu, if there is anything we can do, just tell us."

Jinxiu touched Jinlian's little head soothingly.

Since they entered the palace, they have seen many ups and downs, and they would not just stand there doing nothing.

"Will do."

Qingyu nodded and subconsciously looked towards the north.

It would be great if Yin Zai or His Highness could be in the mansion at this time.

At the same time, in Prince Yan’s Mansion.

Shen Siyue stood on the tallest building in the palace, withdrew his gaze from the direction of Prince Chu's Palace, turned his head and looked at the Taoist who was floating in the air not far away.

"Isn't the Imperial Master busy lately? How come he has time to come to my place?"

Lu Wenxuan held his whisk in his arms and said with a smile, "I have refused to see His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan twice in a row. This time, of course, I am here to apologize."

"The national teacher has good tactics."

Shen Siyue chuckled.

The huge Tai Chi diagram enveloped the Prince of Chu’s Palace. With his current strength, it was difficult for him to see through it even with double pupils.

"Your Highness Prince Yan, you are too kind."

"There's a saying that goes, 'It's better to have less than more. If you're too obsessed with something, you'll lose something." Lu Wenxuan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Is the Imperial Master threatening me?"

Shen Siyue's tone changed slightly, and her four pupils focused on Lu Wenxuan at the same time.

"I dare not."

Lu Wenxuan bowed slightly.

Shen Siyue turned around and saluted, saying, "In Xianbei City, I would like to thank the State Master for his help."

Lu Wenxuan did not answer, but changed the subject: "Your Highness, Prince of Yan, I have something to say."

"The secular world is full of troubles. Since I have inherited Daoist Fellow Zilin's legacy, I should not let it be buried here."

Shen Siyue frowned, recalling what his mother had told him, and said in a deep voice: "National Master, my master taught me to follow my heart and nature. If I try to change anything deliberately, my thoughts will not flow."

"I understand, old Taoist."

Lu Wenxuan didn't say much, turned around and left Prince Yan's Mansion.

He left the palace for two reasons, one was to hide the strange phenomenon in Prince Chu's mansion, and the other was to meet Shen Siyue.

What he said just now broke the rules he set himself, never interfering in the affairs of the royal family.

However, when he saw Shen Siyue, he couldn't help but think of Taoist Zilin, who was one of his few good friends.

I couldn't bear to see Shen Siyue getting deeper and deeper into Tianwu City, so I said those words.

Now that things have come to this, saying more will only make the other party more obsessed.

Anyway, in the end, someone will slap everyone in the face and wake them up.

Thinking of this, Lu Wenxuan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. That scene must be very interesting.

I haven't been exercising since I returned to Tianwu City. Suddenly, I miss the days when I discussed Taoism and battled with fellow Taoist Qingdi.

(Qingdi: “A-choo!”)

To the north is the manor.

The information and intelligence about the Guting Kingdom has been collected. Since Shen Yi has not returned yet, Shania stayed in the manor.

Just in case, Yinzai did not let Baishi and others come back.

The three of them just stared at each other beside the burning building.

Shania sat on a rattan chair, flipping through a magic book elegantly, completely ignoring the gazes of Yinzai and the other man.

"Buzz!"

The sound-transmitting jade pendant flickered.

Yinzai exchanged glances with Chenlong, then instantly left the place temporarily.

"whats the matter?"

Arriving at a secluded corner, Yin Zai asked.

"A stronghold in Huizhou suffered an attack. No one was left alive at the scene, and Yinxiao is missing." Xuan Xing's solemn voice came from the jade transmission tablet.

“Who is in Huizhou?”

Hidden Disaster's voice sank.