Dragon King Father-in-Law Wants to Drown Me [Time Travel]

Cong Zhi was brought to the Longyi Hall, with a face that would rather die than submit, "It is useless for me to lose to Qinglong, but I won't humiliate me alone."

Although they were both emperors during their lifetime, they never called themselves Zhen like the former emperor.

Yan Wang laughed coldly and said, "I'm asking you about someone."

"I don't know."

Yan Wang turned a deaf ear to his resoluteness, and asked straight to the point: "Do you know Feng Yan?"

Without a moment's hesitation, he replied, "I don't know."

"Okay." Yan Wang picked up the book of life and death, and walked slowly to Cong Zhi, "Have you ever looked for your son after becoming a fairy?"

"I have many sons, I don't know which one you are talking about."

"The one who died suddenly." The corner of Yan Wang's mouth curled up into a smile, and he said every word very clearly, "The one whose soul did not enter the underworld."

Standing on the side, Linghu Su could see that Congzhi's body was imperceptibly dodging backwards, but there was no emotion on his face, "Why are you talking about what happened more than 400 years ago?"

"The so-called tiger's poison does not eat its offspring, what is it for?" Yan Wang said with a gloomy tone, with a sneer, "I guess, immortality? Or do you want to become a fairy?"

Linghu Su's eyes were always focused on Congzhi. Surprisingly, when he heard this question, Congzhi loosened his fists, as if he had let go of some heavy resistance.

Linghu Su realized that they must have overlooked something, stepped aside, and began to flip through the booklet on the case that recorded the life of the owner with more than [-] sternums.

Yan Wang's questioning continued, "I didn't expect it to be you, after all, the object of my suspicion has always been Dragon Palace."

Yama never concealed his dislike for the Dragon Palace in Tiangong, just as the two had the same attitude towards others except themselves.

"Then you should trust your intuition, why bother to embarrass me? I have fallen into hell, isn't that enough?"

Hades said indifferently: "You are only on the seventh floor now, if these lives are caused by you, you have to go to the No.18 floor."

"From now on, you're here!"

"Long time no see, never stop!"

The immortals came back one after another, seeing Congzhi was like greeting an acquaintance on the street.

Until then, Cong Zhi's face revealed a hint of doubt, "You...why did you both go to hell?"

He thought that these immortals were singled out by Qinglong just like him.

Han Xiang also came with them, but obviously he was not the same as this group of noisy immortals. He was just behind them, holding a bamboo flute in his hand, watching them quietly, like a jar of old and mellow wine. From top to bottom exudes the long-accumulated atmosphere of calligraphy and ink.

Only such a quiet person can do something serious. He came over and handed Hades a booklet, "This is the compiled record of the souls of the masters of the sternum. Among them, the souls of nearly 3000 people are no longer in this world, and the number of reincarnations is nine times. Those who remain in the human world are either younger than five years old, or have been reincarnated less than nine times. I will place those children in the temples of the gods, and they will be looked after by the land god, and nothing will happen."

Yan Wang took the brochure, but he didn't look at the brochure. Instead, he stared at Han Xiang's elegant face and asked, "Didn't the Emperor of Heaven ask you to come here?"

"No." Han Xiang had a good tutor during his lifetime and never lied, "I followed the old people, but the old people have forgotten me."

Yan Wang smiled and asked without saying a word, "I heard that you met Long Yi in the East China Sea 800 years ago?"

Han Xiang nodded lightly, for fear that he would confuse the authenticity of those past events any more.

"Don't worry about it." Yan Wang used to comfort others, "You must have misremembered, Long Yi was not born 800 years ago, so the person you met will definitely not be her."

There was a moment of confusion in Han Xiang's eyes, and he was about to ask, but seeing the affirmative smile on Yan Wang's face, Han Xiang didn't speak any more.

From then on, he kept looking at them, and seemed to be very interested in the booklet that Han Xiang handed to Yama.

Hades will not let down his interest, he walked up to him with the brochure, and said with a gloomy expression, "Where are the souls of these 3000 people now? You have sucked their souls away?"

I don't know if it was because of fear or surprise, but when Congzhi heard this sentence, his pupils dilated suddenly, and the center of his brows creased, he stared straight at Hades without saying a word, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

"What?" Hades saw his fear, "Have you repented after hearing the crime you committed?"

"...No. I didn't do these things." Congzhi gritted his teeth and said, his tone was extremely firm, so firm that even Hades believed him.

Here, the moment Linghu Su turned off the sternum recording, his heart was suddenly shrouded in suspicion, as if he could vaguely see a little light, but he couldn't see it clearly.

The first emperor was very anxious, he was eager to know the truth, but also afraid to know the truth, "Aiqing, what's the matter?"

"That's not right." Linghu Su frowned, "The little prince's sternum is not in it."

Linghu Su asked Xiang Xuehua, "How many years did he teach in Mingfeng County before going into business?"

"Eight years."

Linghu Su quickly calculated Feng Yan's life in his mind. He opened the academy when he was more than a few years old. Before that, he was in business for more than 40 years and taught for eight years before leaving the palace at the age of [-].

"Your Majesty, what position will a 40-year-old eunuch occupy in the palace?"

"Aiqing is asking Feng Yan, right?" said the first emperor, "An old man in the palace like him who can serve the queen and be ordered to take care of the prince must have a high status in the palace. As for the specific position, I don't know." Never cared."

Linghu Su thanked the late emperor, took the pamphlet and came to the King of Hades, and asked Congzhi directly, without delay, "After the prince died suddenly, who was bestowed to death, and who was exiled?"

From then on, he didn't answer, but the late emperor answered for the ancestors: "It is said in the history books that the queen bestowed death on a few people who served her personally, and expelled other innocuous people from the palace."

Congzhi let out a sneer, "Isn't it right that the protection is weak? I am the emperor, don't I even have the right to kill a few palace servants?"

"Not necessarily." Linghu Su pretended to have insight into everything, but in fact he had no idea at all, but the ability of the white wolf was still there. Get out of the palace."

As soon as the words came out, the others didn't understand Linghu Su's meaning, but Cong Zhi's eyelids twitched unconsciously, his mouth closed even tighter, and he would never say another word.

Seeing his reaction, Linghu Su knew that she had probably guessed right, so she gained some confidence, and showed the momentum she used to have when she was an official, "The person who is expelled from the palace is not really from the palace, right?"

Never said a word, or even looked at her again.Linghu Su didn't stop, she continued: "They went out of the palace to find the soul of the dead, right?"

Although Linghu Su was asking him every sentence, he actually didn't expect his answer at all. Whether he answered or not, the past was already a foregone conclusion.

"Is it worth it? You didn't wait for your son to come back at all." Linghu Su didn't understand that this kind of person would harm other people's lives for his own selfishness.

He never spoke, perhaps he thought that as long as he did not speak, what he did would not be known, so he answered Linghu Su's question with a 'hum' from his nasal cavity.

As long as Linghu Su gets involved, he will not easily let go of the crimes that will be drawn out, "You killed those children to let them go to the world to absorb spirits to save your prince, and the academy was not built to suppress the former court. You are not an evil spirit, but to subdue the souls of children killed by you in the mountains."

Yan Wang watched coldly, listening to Linghu Su's aggressive questioning to Congzhi, he understood what Linghu Su meant, which was similar to what he had guessed in his heart.

The only discrepancy is——Yan Wang originally thought that the prince was one of the souls taken away, but he never thought that he was the proud son of heaven who had been rescued by the four thousand souls who wandered around the world.

The first emperor was still standing, listening, but at some point he had retreated to the wall, his eyes glazed over, a little lost and disappointed.

Cong Zhi still had no expression on his face, pursed his lips tightly, and just listened silently. He knew that all of this was their guess, although their guess had even exceeded the scope of what he knew.

Linghu Su was not in a hurry, she had almost sorted out everything, "You don't need to speak, but your crime is always there. Do you think we are just talking empty words?"

He never said a word, but his heart began to beat, he always felt that this person named Linghu Su must know something to be so aggressive.

Linghu Su chuckled, and continued: "The prince's body was not buried in the imperial mausoleum at all, it should still be in the mountains, Wanfeng Mountain, right?"

Linghu Su suddenly turned around and said to the late emperor: "Your Majesty, the reason why you couldn't stand up at Wanfeng Mountain that day was not because of the wronged soul of the previous dynasty, but because the prince's thin soul is still in the mountain..."

"That's right." Congzhi finally stood up, trying his best to maintain his posture, "That is my only son, but he was murdered by a villain. I just want to save him, and I don't want the country to fall into the hands of others."

He returned to me in anger.

"You, who are you?" Congzhi pointed at the late emperor with disgust on his face, "Your ancestors took away my son, took away my country, and left everything to you, but my son can only be a As a wandering soul, I have not been able to enter the underworld."

The first emperor was stunned, "I..."

He didn't even call himself Zhen anymore, "We are all one family..."

Cong Zhi turned his head, not acknowledging his kinship, "I only have one son, the rest are wild species."

Back then, the prince died suddenly and had no heirs from Zhiknee. The ministers advised him to adopt a few children from the side branches. He didn't want to, but he couldn't stand the bombardment of those ministers' memorials, so he had to pick a few to stay in the palace. One of them eventually became the wife and grandfather of the emperor in front of him.

Yan Wang looked at him coldly, and said without showing a trace of affection, "It is your choice whether you can enter the underworld. If you let him go to the underworld back then, he would have been reincarnated for several lifetimes..."

Suddenly, the door of the hall was pushed open with a creak, and a pale green figure appeared behind the door.

Long Yi just went to the big sacred tree at the bottom of the underworld, and has not been in the hall, and will come back only now.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a large group of people, and their footsteps stopped at the door, and the immortals inside the door who were still buzzing just now fell silent when they saw Long Yi.

Linghu Su felt that the reaction of the immortals was very interesting, but she didn't quite understand the reason. She casually walked up to an immortal and hugged him by the shoulders, like a brother she had known for many years. Is it scary? Why don’t you even dare to say anything?”

That fairy was also acquainted, and instead of pushing Linghu Su away, he asked her with a smile, "Don't you know?"

"Know what?"

"She is the daughter of the Dragon King."

Linghu Su naturally knew that she had been drowned by the Dragon King, but in order to encourage the immortal to continue speaking, she shook her head against her will.

Immortal raised his hand to cover his mouth, lowered his voice and said mysteriously to Linghu Su: "She... is the illegitimate daughter of the Dragon King."