"Da da da da" a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats sounded on the official road leading from Aolan City to the imperial city "Qingzhou".
A tall and strong black horse flashed past quickly, and the "black cloud" ran Even Yunfeng, who was famous for his body skills, was extremely surprised by the speed.
Yunfeng could not imagine that a horse could be so fast.
In the Qingzhou Palace in the imperial city of Shenlong Empire, the Lord "Mingyao" sat in front of the dragon table in the "Regent Palace" and carefully reviewed the memorials sent from all over the country.
However, after serving the Lord Mingyao for many years, he was "Han Zhiyuan", the chief internal officer whom Mingyao regarded as his confidant, frowned slightly.
He felt the irritability and uneasiness in Mingyao's heart while Mingyao was writing and reviewing.
In a situation like today, Han Zhiyuan had experienced such anxiety and uneasiness for the first time in so many years except when Emperor Mingyao first came to the throne and Prince Rongzhi led his troops to rebel.
"Your Majesty, let's drink some tea to refresh yourself first."
Han Zhiyuan took the tea sent by the maid, and after tasting it himself, he brought it to Mingyao's side.
"Zhiyuan, what time is it now?"
Mingyao asked a little annoyed.
"Your Majesty, it's already 2:00am, you should rest," Han Zhiyuan reminded softly.
"Zhiyuan, if you ask the guards to go outside the palace gate to greet Uncle Nine Emperors, why is there still no news yet?"
Mingyao frowned slightly and said impatiently.
According to the time, Uncle Nine Emperors and the others should have arrived as early as noon.
I can rush back to Qingzhou, but now that I am almost the age of "child", there is still no sign of me.
How can I not make Mingyao anxious.
"Your Majesty, you don't need to worry too much.
The Ninth Prince is the "Sword Emperor".
With his help and the strength of our Divine Dragon Empire, I believe there will be no problems this time."
Han Zhiyuan comforted softly, but he But he felt no better than Mingyao.
Princess Wuyang has been closest to him since she was a child.
No matter what little secrets she has, she will tell him to this big manager.
But over the years, every time he saw Princess Wuyang suffering the inhuman torture of the "Tianmai Soul Locking", he would rather replace Princess Wuyang with his own body.
"I'm not worried about Uncle Jiu Wang's skills.
What I'm worried about is that there are so many strong men from the mainland gathered in the "Borderless Land" this time.
Even if Uncle Jiu Wang obtains the "Rootless Saint Bodhi", he may not be able to do so easily.
Take it out of the "Borderless Land" and I heard that the "Duanmu Family" has also.
"We have sent several high-level sword masters to the "Borderless Land"," Mingyao said worriedly.
He knew very well what the Duanmu family wanted.
As long as they obtained the "Rootless Saint Bodhi", no matter how unwilling Mingyao was, they would definitely take their children.
Yanxia married Duanmu Lin Chengfeng.
"Report!"
A guard knelt on one knee outside the palace gate and shouted softly.
"Say" Han Zhiyuan said.
"The Ninth Prince has arrived outside the imperial city and can enter the palace immediately," the guard said.
"Say it again."
Ming Yao stood up from the dragon chair in a flash, pointed his right hand at the guard and shouted excitedly.
"Uh."
When the guard saw Mingyao's expression, he was so frightened that he trembled all over and said loudly and hurriedly: "The Ninth Prince has arrived outside the imperial city and can enter the palace immediately."
Mingyao glanced at Han Zhiyuan beside him with a happy face.
Han Zhiyuan waved his hand to the guard outside the door and said, "Go down."
"Yes."
The guard bowed and walked back a few steps, as if he was in a daze, and then turned around and left quickly.
"Zhiyuan, let's go outside the palace to greet Uncle Nine Kings," Mingyao said excitedly, walked sideways down the dragon case, and strode outside the palace gate.
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"Yes, Your Majesty" Han Zhiyuan hurriedly followed.
Just as Mingyao and Han Zhiyuan were walking down the steps of the "Regency Palace", a group of people hurriedly walked towards them not far away.
"I have met your Majesty," the Ninth Prince said loudly and respectfully as he knelt down in front of Emperor Mingyao.
"I have seen your Majesty," everyone behind the Ninth Prince knelt down and shouted respectfully.
"Uncle Ninth Prince, there is no need to be polite.
Didn't we already agree that whenever you see me, you won't kneel down and all my dear friends will be flat?"
Mingyao said loudly, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Ninth Prince up.
But the Ninth Prince was lying on the cold floor with no intention of getting up.
"Thank you, Your Majesty" everyone shouted loudly, but no one stood up.
Looking at everyone's actions, Mingyao felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.
"Uncle Jiuwang, has something happened?"
Mingyao said seriously.
Xia Xinglong fell on the ground and said loudly: "I came back empty-handed, please forgive me."
"How is it possible to return empty-handed?"
Mingyao trembled slightly and felt a surge of anger rising in his chest.
"Your Majesty" Han Zhiyuan saw Mingyao trembling and hurriedly stepped forward to support Mingyao.
"Let go" Mingyao shook off Han Zhiyuan's outstretched arm.
"Uncle Ninth King, tell me who won the "Rootless Saint Bodhi"."
Mingyao said coldly, a strong murderous intention flashed in his cold eyes, an innate domineering aura of a king.
It surged out of his body, causing everyone present to tremble slightly involuntarily.
"It is said that the mainland was acquired by the "Duanmu Family"," Xia Xinglong said seriously.
"Why is it said that Uncle Wang, were you not in the "Borderless Land" at that time?"
Mingyao asked coldly.
"But the person who obtained the "Rootless Saint Bodhi" was covered by a wide black cloak.
No one could see his face clearly, and that night, he disappeared without a trace."
Xia Xinglong He said helplessly.
Mingyao frowned and thought for a while and asked: "Since I have never seen his appearance, why is it said in mainland China that the Duanmu Family has obtained the "Rootless Saint Bodhi"?
Is this person related to the "Duanmu Family" in any way?"
Mingyao Said seriously.
"Yes, Your Majesty, this person has used the not-so-skilled "Tianyang Soul-Destroying Palm" in the "Boundless Land", and his words and deeds are more in line with the Duanmu Family."
Xia Xinglong said.
Mingyao took a moment to sort out the messy thoughts in his mind, winked at Han Zhiyuan beside him, and said lightly: "Uncle Jiu Wang, please get up first."
Han Zhiyuan immediately understood what Mingyao meant and hurried forward to help Xia Xinglong up.
"Thank you, Your Majesty" Xia Xinglong slowly stood up and said with a guilty expression.
"Uncle Wang, do you think it's the "Duanmu Family"?"
Mingyao asked calmly.
"No," Xia Xinglong said without hesitation.
"Why are you so sure?"
Mingyao asked.
"The head of the Duanmu Family and the elders are all people who have been in the business for a long time.
With their cunning personalities, even if they arrange people from both the light and dark departments, there is absolutely no chance that such a big mistake will happen.
The veteran feels that The other party has a lot of grudges with the Duanmu family, so he would put the blame on Duanmu like this.
Mu Family.
This move of his has caused dozens of sword masters from the Duanmu Family to die on the way back, and even the fourth elder at the peak of the ninth level was severely injured," Xia Xinglong said loudly, he never believed it.
People from the Duanmu family have obtained the "Rootless Saint Bodhi", at least for now, he doesn't believe it.
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"Uncle Nine Kings, is there any good way to find out the whereabouts of the "Rootless Saint Bodhi"?"
Mingyao asked loudly.
"Your Majesty, I have dispatched warriors from all branches of "Tianmen", and all available secret agents, both overt and covert, are out searching.
Now we can only wait for news from them."
Xia Xinglong said helplessly.
"Uncle Jiu Wang, Ziyan's twentieth birthday will be in a few months.
I believe you and I feel the same way, so everything depends on Uncle Jiu Wang."
Mingyao said coldly.
"Your Majesty, I will definitely find the "Rootless Bodhi" before Yan'er's birthday."
Xia Xinglong said coldly, gritting his steel teeth.
"You have worked hard all the way, go down and rest."
Mingyao waved his hands to everyone, turned around and walked quickly towards the "Regent Palace".
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for taking your leave."
Everyone bowed and retreated.
Mingyao strode angrily into the "Regency Palace" and overturned the memorial on the Long Case to the floor.
"Han Zhiyuan" Mingyao shouted coldly.
Han Zhiyuan hurriedly walked into the regent's palace, knelt on the ground, and said loudly: "The slave is here."
Mingyao turned around and stared at Han Zhiyuan coldly and roared loudly: "Quickly send Long Tian and Helian Longhao to meet me, right away."
"Yes" Han Zhiyuan responded, quickly got up and trotted towards the door.
Mingyao's palms trembled slightly as he supported the messy dragon table.
His two thick black eyebrows were twisted into an inverted figure.
Mingyao gritted his teeth with a cold expression and muttered to himself: "No matter who gets the "Rootless Saint Bodhi", I You will definitely die without a burial place
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