Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 370: 223. Let Me Do the Second Half

Translator: 549690339

The white parrot flapped its wings and shouted behind her,”The wind is tight.

Run

After a while, he shouted again,”Little lady, wait for me, wait for me!” The man and the bird were filled with joy.

Nian Ying couldn’t help but laugh. ” What kind of slang is this girl teaching? ‘ Xia Ji gave her half of the skewers.

“Teacher, those 100 skewers were actually ordered for her, right?” Nian Ying said.

‘ You’re the only one who knows, naughty girl. ” Xia Ji smiled and returned to the car.

The two of them did not stay in this small town.

Instead, he took advantage of the moonlight to continue to Dongluo Mountain.

After a night of traveling, Xia Ji arrived at the northern foot of Dongluo

Mountain before dawn. He had arrived at the location indicated on the note.

The northern foot of Dongluo Mountain was desolate and remote, but it was not big.

Xia Ji searched around and found Ru Mengxue.

But it was a dead Meng Xue.

She was lying in a dilapidated wooden house covered in dead leaves.

The wound was strange, as if a certain power of death had invaded a small part of his body.

She was still holding a knife in her hand. There was blood on the knife, and the serrated ripples were smeared on the blade. “Nian Ying! Check her body and her belongings.”

“Yes, teacher.”

Nian Ying bent down and carefully searched Ru Mengxue’s body.

Xia Ji narrowed his eyes at the dead woman and sighed inwardly.

Scenes of their interactions flashed through his mind. However, when they met again, it was already like this.

However, Ru Mengxue was not a simple woman. There must be a deeper meaning behind her death. Just as she was thinking, Nian Ying suddenly shouted,

Teacher, there’s a letter. ”

“Show it to me.”

Nian Ying handed over the letter.

Xia Ji took it and opened it.

The letter was still stained with blood. It was hard to tell if it was from Meng Xue or the enemy she had injured.

The words on the letter were very interesting.

In short, the Wu family had persuaded Ru Mengxue to surrender, making her stay in the Su family and secretly sabotage the Su family.

The wording perfectly matched the sudden death of the Verdant King.

Xia Ji grabbed the envelope, his expression changing.

If he was just a disciple of an aristocratic family, he might have thought that the Wu Family had recruited Meng Mengxue to cause trouble for the Su Family. Therefore, Meng Mengxue killed the Verdant King, and the Wu Family used this as an excuse to bring the other four aristocratic families to cause trouble for the Su Family.

Then, as a disciple of an aristocratic family, he should go and investigate.

Because the ascension of a new ruler was a major event, the Wu family would not go so far as to kill the Verdant King just because of this internal conflict.

Then, his gaze fell on the letter, the knife, and the wound.

The wound was corrosive, a typical attack from the Wu family.

There was blood on the knife, and in this era, blood of the same origin existed. With blood, it could be tested.

Xia Ji didn’t know why, but he was sure that the blood belonged to the Wu family.

How did Ru Mengxue do it?

He couldn’t figure it out yet.

Then the next question was, why did the Wu family do this?

There was no answer.

Because the person who knew the answer was Ru Mengxue. Ru Mengxue was already dead, or rather, she had been killed to keep her mouth shut.

Meng Xue was lying there, but she had already woven a net.

Xia Ji thought about it carefully. The reason why he had met the Ghost Emperor was because the Wu family had appeared at An Xun’s wedding, but the scene was also like a dream.

This matter might have something to do with her. After all, he had also interrogated the shadowless ghost servant, and the ghost servant said that he had received news.

Where did this news come from?

Xia Ji’s eyes flashed with admiration.

This woman hated aristocratic families and fate, so she would rather die than follow the arrangement.

Before she died, she used her life to put on a show and set up a trap in order to split the aristocratic family.

This was both a conspiracy and an open scheme. It was destined to succeed and was destined to be unexplainable.

This was because the Su and Wu families had been at odds for a long time, and the Verdant King had become a whetstone. In addition to the five-year agreement, there were all kinds of contradictions…

Her death was like pouring hot oil into a raging fire.

It was destined to push the conflict between the two families to the peak.

And this was the beginning of the chaos of the aristocratic families.

If he was really a disciple of an aristocratic family, then he would have to accept everything passively.

However, he was not. He was King Shenwu, and he yearned for the aristocratic families to split up. He yearned to drag the nine of them down with him.

He kept the letter.

Looking at the dead woman, he thought to himself,l will continue to push down the trap you set up.

Actually, in your position, you are already a genius to be able to do this.

There was a Reincarnation Stage in this world. It was not operating now, but it might not be the same after a thousand years. Since the grudges in this life were settled, rest in peace.

Xia Ji finished his thoughts.

He walked out of the house and took out a long cylinder. He pointed it at the oppressive sky that had yet to light up.

A blinding light flew out of the long cylinder, exploding into dazzling sparks that covered the sky. The sparks were so high that they looked like smoke.

Immediately after, a ball of sparks exploded in the distance.

Just like that, they headed north one by one.

This was the way the aristocratic families lit the Beacon Towers.

If it’s not an important matter, it’s an urgent matter, it’s a major matter. You can’t be light on it.

Xia Ji sat in the autumn leaves outside the house with Nian Ying standing behind him. Dawn comes,

Arrived at noon.

Because of the distance, the Wu family appeared first.

Xia Ji sighed in his heart. Meng Xue’s calculations were so accurate.

Although her plan had not been fully revealed, she had long known that the people who came to investigate were the Su family, and the first to arrive would be the Wu family. This was very likely to cause a pre-confrontation.

Although she was dead, she was still controlling the situation.

He had also become a chess piece in this game.

However, this was the situation that Xia Ji was looking forward to, so he was naturally happy to see it.

It could be said that Meng Xue had set up the first half of this game, or perhaps it was a fuse, while the second half, or perhaps the entire aristocratic family’s split, would be directed by him.

This was also a tacit understanding that Ru Mengxue had never expected.

As the Wu family disciples approached, someone recognized Xia Ji and said,

“”Feng Nanbei, why did you light up the Beacon Tower? What is it?”

“It’s still because of the sudden death of the Verdant King, right? Why? You found a reason to dodge so quickly?”

“Even if you find it, do you think we’ll believe you?” The Smiths chose you. Hahahaha…Good choice, good choice! In terms of strength, you can’t break through to the eleventh realm. In terms of doing things, what have you done?

Haha.”

Nian Ying’s expression turned cold.

She lifted the hilt of her sword with her left hand and was about to move forward.

‘ Don’t move. ” Xia Ji stopped her, then looked at the Wu family disciples and asked lightly, “”ls anyone from your Wu family injured?”

“Junior Brother Wu Zhao, yesterday he was…” someone said.

He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly paused.Feng Nanbei, what do you mean? ”

‘ Nothing much, ” Xia Ji said. ” It’s your Wu family’s fault! ”

The Wu family disciples looked at each other. Suddenly, the two of them rushed to the small house behind Xia Ji. They pushed open the door and saw a noblewoman lying in the house. The noblewoman’s death was very familiar. It was almost the Wu family’s way of killing.

In addition, the lady was holding a knife with blood on it. “Junior Brother Wu Zhao wasn’t injured by her,” the Wu Clan disciple immediately said.

“Do you think I’ll believe you just because you say so?” Xia Ji asked.

“Then what will make you believe me?”

“Blood test.”

“Dripping blood? Are you crazy? Why should we bleed?”

Xia Ji took out the blood-stained letter from his bosom and placed it on the table. The Wu family disciples suddenly quieted down and leaned over to read it.

Just as they took a look, the expressions of some of them changed drastically. This was because this letter was really written by the Wu family…

He made a quick decision, and his hand moved like lightning, grabbing at the letter.

However, Xia Ji seemed to have been prepared for this.

Therefore, before his fingers could touch the letter, he retracted his hand and rolled the letter into his sleeve, storing it in his storage space.

“Isn’t it enough to kill them to silence them? Do you still want to destroy the evidence?”

The other Wu family disciples were also speechless. They saw the actions of their companions and clearly understood that the letter was true.

The man failed and snorted coldly, “”1 am Wu Ying, the deacon of the Wu family. Feng Nanbei, if you return this letter to me, my Wu Clan will no longer pursue the matter of the Verdant King’s sudden death.” “Have we been exposed?” Xia Ji asked with a smile..