The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

"Miss Yue'er is the heart of His Highness the Crown Prince, who doesn't know that."

"It seems that His Royal Highness made the move. I really want to see which unlucky guy it is."

When Murong Yue heard this, she looked at Li Kuan with a blushing face. Everyone knew her relationship with Li Kuan, only the last layer of window paper was not pierced.

Li Kuan glanced at the people around him. These guys are really afraid that the world will not be chaotic and they will not cultivate well, so they just leave it here to guess.

After a while, Sun Simiao, Xuan Zhenzi, and Bai Qi changed their clothes, and walked out of the room clutching their waists.

The moment the door was opened, there was a strong smell of wine in the room, and everyone saw the wine jars inside.

Xuan Zhenzi looked at the crowd, touched his head and said embarrassedly.

"Greedy, too greedy, almost missed a major event, everyone, don't watch the excitement, let's go."

Only now did the onlookers understand the reason, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly dispersed.

If Sun Simiao, Xuan Zhenzi and Bai Qi knew that they thought of the three of them as disciples, the people present would not be able to bear it if they tried to teach them a lesson.

His Royal Highness is because of his strength, but they are little ants in front of heaven and man.

Looking at the people who scattered and left, Li Kuan looked a little helpless. As expected, gossip is the nature of most people no matter what time it is.

Forget about gossip, brain supplements are the scariest thing. Li Kuan can imagine that if Ziluan instead of Sun Simiao and the other three come out, maybe these people can imagine a life together in Europe.

Just as the crowd left and were about to set off, Sun Simiao said.

"Your Highness, I remembered something very important."

Li Kuan glanced at Sun Simiao expressionlessly.

"Go ahead."

He thought that Sun Simiao hadn't sobered up yet and was about to set off, so he could think of anything at this time.

Sun Simiao said.

"The reason why I know about the power of the Nine Sons is that Yuan Tiangang told me, and why did Yuan Tiangang know that Li Chunfeng told him that he inadvertently revealed it after he was drunk."

"That is to say, Li Chunfeng knows the secrets of the nine sons, and there are many."

Li Kuan frowned, he didn't expect such trouble.

At that time, Li Chunfeng should have been killed at all costs, but it was a pity that this guy escaped.

Xuan Zhenzi said.

"The matter of the Nine Sons has always been known only by our Guigu lineage, and only those who control the seismograph. Apart from us, there is only the Zongheng faction."

"Maybe Li Chunfeng is the heir of the Zongheng faction. If that's the case, we need to hurry up."

Li Kuan was speechless, why didn't Sun Simiao mention such an important matter earlier, is he too confused?

Bai Qi and Xuan Zhenzi are also helpless, this guy looks quite reliable, why is he unreliable.

Li Chunfeng is cunning. If he gains the power of the Nine Sons, he will definitely hide in the dark and stir up the situation, and it will be more troublesome to deal with it then.

Li Kuan looked forward, the sun was just rising, and the sun was rising.

"The seismograph can be found, where is the power of the nine sons?"

Xuan Zhenzi took out a small seismograph from his arms and said.

"In order to break through the seal, the power of the nine sons is now wandering around. It is extremely unstable. We can only find out that the power of mocking wind is still in Luoyang. If we go quickly, we can still find it."

Bai Qi asked.

"How long will it take for the power of the mocking wind to leave Luoyang?"

Xuan Zhenzi closed his eyes and calculated, then opened his eyes and said with a sigh.

"It's running out of time, and we have to leave in two days."

Everyone is sad, two days, too short, can't make it.

Chapter 230 Seven words from the prince, walk with the sword

Sun Simiao took out the map.

Although Luoyang is only [-] miles away from Chang'an, we can hurry up and travel up to [-] miles a day. It's a pity that if we add another day or two, we may be able to reach it.

Six hundred miles, that is, three hundred kilometers, is a matter of a few hours nowadays, but there was no means of transportation in ancient Tang Dynasty.

It is just an exaggeration for a thousand-mile horse to travel thousands of miles a day, and two hundred miles a day is already the limit.

Xuan Zhenzi sighed.

"It takes time to activate the seismograph. It was activated yesterday, and I was able to detect it this morning. It was a pity that it took some time."

If there is no Li Chunfeng, it doesn't matter to wait a few more days, but with Li Chunfeng secretly coveting, time waits for no one, and the situation is urgent.

Li Kuan laughed lightly.

"It's okay, let me take you there together."

go together?

Did you fly over?