Demon King System

The Devil's No.20 Eighth Prince Jiu Chuanyun is dead!

Not every prince can participate in the Furong Banquet. The premise is that after reaching the age of 15, although His Majesty the Demon King has 99 sons, Jiu Chuanyun is the youngest prince in the Furong Banquet.

His Highness looked at the guard who was kneeling below and was the first to discover the corpse, his eyebrows were as deep as ice, "What's going on?"

Jiuchuanyun's body has been sent down, waiting for the doctor to test the cause of death.

It was a good hibiscus banquet, with thousands of guards and careful protection, but an adult prince died for no apparent reason in the apse!

Who can believe it!

Under the intimidation of the Third Highness, the guard seemed a little trembling and trembling all the time, "Your Highness, the master came to the Furong Banquet for the first time, and he was very curious. Seeing that the banquet hadn't started yet, he took his subordinates around. When we arrived at the apse, the master said he was tired and ordered us to bring him pastries. When the subordinates came back, they only saw a figure flash by, and before they could see clearly, he jumped out of the window and disappeared. And master, master But it has already been..." There was a hint of crying in his voice, "It's because the protection of the subordinate is not good, and he has no face to live in the world. I beg Your Highness to punish the subordinate!"

"Okay!" His Highness said coldly impatiently, "The assassin hasn't been caught yet, why are you dying! What does he look like crying and crying!" He paused, and then asked, "Can you see the assassin's appearance clearly?" ?”

The guard shook his head, "He moved too fast, and the subordinates didn't see it clearly. They just remembered, it seemed, it seemed to be a man in blue clothes."

There was an uproar in the hall.

Xiaolan looked down at his clothes, with a sullen expression on her face.

His Highness the Third Highness glanced at the main hall, "Heavily guarded every time the hibiscus banquet, outside assassination is unlikely, but this time the people who participated in the hibiscus banquet, there are too many blue clothes, this is not a feature at all! Is there any more?" ?”

The guard shook his head, "This subordinate is incompetent!"

His Highness the Third Highness looked around. Because the prince's life was involved, most of the people who participated in the Furong Banquet gathered here. He frowned slightly, "Where is Your Highness Thirteenth?"

Someone said cautiously, "It seems to have gone to the apse."

At this time, the thirteenth prince Jiuchuanyu closed the door, turned his head to the silver-haired maid and said coldly, "Sha Ruohe! Are you going too far!"

The concubine of the thirteenth prince was dressed as a maid, with silver hair hanging down, and her appearance was bright and charming. When she looked at her husband, she didn't face Jiu Chuan Jie's tenderness and charm at all. There was a mocking smile on her lips, "I promised to be with you at the beginning." I once said during the wedding that after marriage, you and I will have nothing to do with each other, and you have nothing to do with my affairs, nor can you stop them!"

Jiuchuanyu was so angry that she turned livid, "But you don't even look where this is! Do you want to be recognized by others and spread that my wife, Jiuchuanyu, pretended to be a maidservant to flatter Jiuchuanjie?"

Sha Ruohe smiled like a flower, "You did it to him first! I warned you, don't touch him! Since you have crossed my bottom line, then I don't need to save face for you, do I?"

Jiuchuanyu looked at this woman who was as beautiful as a flower but as vicious as a snake, she really hated her to the core, "Jiuchuanjie, he killed your own sister!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew he was wrong, because Sha Ruohe's face was completely indifferent, "So what?"

Jiuchuanyu felt a chill in his heart for a while, and he asked a little sadly, "Jiuchuanjie! What's so good about Jiuchuanjie, that trash!" It's...it's worth you to treat him like this.

Sha Ruo closed her eyes and moved slightly, a trace of memory flashed across her delicate face, she looked a little gentle, and then she said, "He is not as good as you at all, but I just like him!"

Jiuchuanyu smiled instead of anger, "You will regret it!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left. There was still an unfading smile on his lips. Soon, you will see what happened to the person you like!

Just as Jiuchuanyu returned to the main hall, His Highness took a look at him and scolded him, "Where did you go! No one can walk around at will until the matter of Brother Yun is clarified!"

Jiuchuanyu didn't refute, turned around and returned to his position.

He just sat down here, and the test results of the demon doctor over there came out. The demon doctor first bowed to the presiding third highness, and then said, "His Highness Yun was stabbed to death by a sharp weapon in the chest. According to the size of the wound, The murder weapon should be a magic sword, and the most amazing thing is that this is not an ordinary magic sword!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall looked delicate.

Jiuchuanting was taken aback, "How do you say that?"

The magic doctor took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "That sword is very different from the wounds pierced by ordinary magic swords, and the structure is naturally different.

This is a drawing drawn by my subordinates based on the wound on His Highness Yun's chest. Please take a look, Your Highness, as long as you find this sword according to the picture, the murderer is about to come out! "

His Highness took the blueprint and nodded, "It's really different." With a slight lift of his hand, the blueprint rose into the air, and he shouted loudly, "Who knows this kind of wound!"

There was a commotion below, and a voice said loudly, "I recognize that our family Lan Lan died from this kind of wound!"

The audience fell silent.

The person who made the sound was Sha Tian, ​​the third master of the Sha family.

As for the "Lan Lan" in his mouth, thinking of the recent major events, everyone's eyes turned to His Seventeenth Highness who was sitting quietly.

His Royal Highness the Seventeenth was eating fruit, the pink yam and candied dates were picked up by slender and fair fingers, his black hair was loosely hanging down, and his deep black eyes were slightly raised, which was uniquely attractive.

And behind him, the guard Xiaolan is standing obediently.

Everyone's eyes shifted to Xiaolan's blue dress in an instant, and there were many guesses in their hearts.

The Third Highness's brows turned cold, and he asked sharply, "Seventeenth brother, what's going on?"

His Royal Highness the Seventeenth didn't even look at his Lan Lan, swallowed the candied dates in his mouth, and said happily, "It should be who framed me."

Everyone felt that their brains were a bit out of control. Your Highness Seventeen, is your brain not working well? Now I suspect that you have killed His Highness 28, and it's not just chatting. Why are you so relaxed and swollen?Killing the prince is a serious crime, don't be afraid, worry about it, we are not psychologically balanced!

What's more, this kind of crime, is it okay if you just say that it should be who framed you?

Quickly refute! Quickly refute!

Also, Sha Tian, ​​you really can't remember his name from your enemy, the Sha family!That person has no sense of existence!

His Highness the Third Highness smiled mockingly, and emphasized his tone, "Seventeenth Brother, it doesn't count if you say it!"

"Third Highness!" The magic doctor took out another silk handkerchief from his pocket, "This is obtained from His Highness 28."

Everyone shook their heads, this magic doctor is too fussy, it's just a woman's silk handkerchief, although His Royal Highness Yun is not married yet, but young people, it is Fang Mu Shaoai's age, it is normal to have a few lovers!

Seemingly seeing what everyone was thinking, the magic doctor explained, "It was originally an ordinary silk handkerchief, but it was smoked. It smells like medicine. This kind of fragrance is unique to the Protoss. According to my subordinates, It's not easy."

Everyone was stunned.

Protoss!

Protoss again!

Why did you get involved with the Protoss again?

They looked at His Highness Seventeen with puzzled eyes. If I remember correctly, some time ago, the death of the Seventeenth Prince and Concubine was caused by His Highness Seventeen's righteousness because of her fornication with a member of the God Clan. Could it be that among them, There are unimaginable tricks.

His Highness the Third Highness held up the silk handkerchief and sniffed it, "Is this handkerchief belonged to someone in this hall?"

After a while of silence, a female voice timidly replied, "It seems to belong to Qiu'er."

The Third Highness lowered his eyebrows and ordered to go on. Soon, some demon soldiers stepped forward and escorted a young girl dressed as a maidservant.

The young girl was beautiful, and under the eyes of everyone, she trembled a little.

His Highness asked, "Is this square handkerchief yours?"

The girl raised her head, her eyes frightened, she shook her head, "No, it's not."

His Highness the Third Highness sneered, "Someone has already testified against you, and you still dare to quibble, are you a member of the Protoss?"

The girl kept shaking her head.

His Royal Highness snorted, "Do you know that all the protoss will be wiped out under the mirror of the sky, do you want to try?"

The girl's face was pale, and she shook her head again and again, "I didn't kill His Highness Yun! I didn't kill him!"

There was a slight gleam of light in His Highness's dark eyes, "Who is that?"

The girl hesitated, and glanced in the direction of Chu Minglou.

The matter was already clear, and His Highness the Third Highness looked at Chu Minglou with a sad face, "Seventeenth Brother, I never thought you would do such a thing! Come on! Take him down!"

The demon soldiers immediately surrounded him.

Xiaolan immediately stepped forward and stood in front of his highness, as if I would kill anyone who dares to come up.

Chu Minglou smiled, his long eyelashes fluttering, "I don't know when the emperor has succeeded the devil, and now the 28th brother is dead, and I am involved in the case. How can I say that it can only be judged by the father, brother, you Is it really good to be so self-assertive?"

His Royal Highness looked anxious, "I am elder brother!"

A voice sounded, "Although he is the elder brother, he does not have the right to replace the father. You should go to meet the father and ask the father for a ruling!"

The person who spoke was the Ninth Prince of the Devil Realm.

The rest of the people also echoed, "Let's ask the devil to rule!"

A good hibiscus banquet suddenly turned into a murder case, and everyone felt that it was very unlucky.

However, the surprise was still to come, and I begged to see His Majesty the Demon Lord.

When he arrived at the meeting room, His Highness Seventeen, who had a cold and relaxed attitude and seemed to have no regard for the possible murder, suddenly threw himself on the ground, shrank into a ball, and began to cry, "Father! Hello, son!" Miserable!"

The third prince "..."

Everyone "..."

Who is the perpetrator!

The Demon Lord was taken aback by him, and subconsciously said, "Who? Who hit you again?"