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Chapter 683

Words:2017Update:22/06/28 13:30:25

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Commandant Hong was born with the heart of a hero. He was close friends with Shen Zhenyi, and when they talked about martial arts, he was full of admiration for him.

The power of the Royal Family was not something a small city gate commandant like him could contend with. However, when he heard that his friend was in trouble, his first reaction was not to retreat, but to help as much as he could.

"After all, I am a city gate guard and have a public office. No matter how domineering the Royal Family is, if they want to fight, I will be there and they will restrain themselves …"

Of course, this depended on who the Royal Family was interrogating. If it was one of those old monsters, even his identity as the city gate commandant would be useless. She could crush him to death with a casual pinch.

Hong Du Wei was very clear about this.

However, he still had no intention of retreating.

Hong Du Wei's wife was anxious, but she knew that she could not stop him. She could only look at Shen Zhenyi for help.

You are very skilled in martial arts and are not afraid of anything. My husband is only a Sixth Level True God. As a small commandant, he is not even comparable to an ant in the struggle of the big shots. Please do not drag him down and lose your life for nothing!

She didn't know if Shen Zhenyi understood her meaning or if he didn't have such intentions in the first place. He just smiled and said, "I appreciate the commandant's good intentions. However, I am only going to the Bureau of Thousands of Sages to help Miss Yuan reason with the Royal Family. It is not a big deal. Commandant Hong, work is more important. You don't have to worry about us. I will come back tonight to have a drink with you. "

If the Royal Family was reasonable, would they still have such a reputation? If they did not agree, would they still want to go home and have a drink? How was that possible?

Hong Du Wei was angry and amused. This friend of his had high aspirations. Although he complained a lot, he probably did not know much about the filth in Xuantian City.

He raised his head and said resolutely, "You don't know the situation in the city, but don't be afraid. I will go and ask for leave now. I will go with you two days later!"

Hong Du Wei did not say much to Shen Zhenyi and ran out to ask for leave.

Madame Hong was so anxious that she didn't know what to do, but she didn't know what to do.

Shen Zhenyi smiled faintly. He glanced at Madame Hong and casually said, "Good and evil have their retribution. A righteous man has his own path. Madame Hong, you don't need to worry. Duwei is a good man, I can guarantee that he will be safe. "

Madame Hong felt a chill in her heart. She felt as if she had been seen through.

That day, did the other party know that he was the one who attacked?

Although Shen Zhenyi had taken off the hairpin, she had never worn it before and had never shown her true appearance. After that, she was very suspicious. However, Shen Zhenyi's attitude towards her had always been the same, so she hoped that Shen Zhenyi had not seen through her identity.

What he said just now was probably just to comfort himself.

After all, this old man's swordsmanship was superb, and his cultivation was at the seventh level of the True God Realm. Even if he was facing a member of the royal family, he would still have some confidence. That was why he dared to protect Captain Hong. However, why should her husband get involved in a fight between Deities?

Madame Hong smiled bitterly in her heart, but there was nothing she could do. At most, she could sneak into the scene on that day and see if she could protect her husband when the situation was not right.

Needless to say, the undercurrent was surging.

Two days later.

Shen Zhenyi was used to waking up early. When the first light of dawn appeared, he sat quietly in the courtyard, suspended above the crystal throne, and felt the power of heaven and earth.

Then, the sun was high in the sky.

Time always passed too quickly in this world.

It was Cynanchum Chinense who remembered her master's promise and quickly reminded him, "Shouldn't we go to the Bureau of Thousands of Sages? Today seems to be the day that Miss Yuan will be questioned by the royal family. Master, you said that you would help her reason. "

"Yes."

Captain Hong also hurried over from the city gate. He changed into a formal suit and said sternly, "I will accompany Brother Shen."

Shen Zhenyi opened his eyes slightly and said lazily, "Then let's go."

In the eyes of the crowd, the imperial family's interrogation might be a heaven-shattering matter, but to him, it was just a small matter that he could do in passing.

The Bureau of Thousands of Sages was still a distance away from Captain Hong's house, but Shen Zhenyi was not in a hurry. He sat on the crystal throne and floated in the direction of the Bureau of Thousands of Sages.

The weather was not good these days, and it had been drizzling.

However, the rain was fresh and did not bother him.

When he walked to the bluestone alley at the entrance of the Bureau of Thousands of Sages, he saw the blood stains. Although they had been washed, they had not dissipated.

"This is the place where Prince Yuan was killed."

Captain Hongdu sucked in a breath of cold air.

It was not his first time here. As the Captain of the city gate, he had also come here to investigate the scene. The blood of a Seventh Level True God splattered on the ground, leaving a deep mark.

This blood represented fear, but it also represented a kind of great power.

It was engraved in people's minds!

Two blood stains formed a huge cross. This was the place where Prince Yuan was dismembered!

"Interesting."

Shen Zhenyi said indifferently.

He noticed that the blood stains on the ground were still scorched.

This was the result of the sword will of Asura's Burning Sky not being completely restrained. The attacker was a Seventh Level True God, but she had not completely mastered this sword move. This meant that she was also a beginner.

This was very interesting.

"Young Master Shen, you really came?"

Miss Yuan had been waiting since the morning. Her heart was in a mess. She was both expectant and nervous.

She knew that it was not right to expect Shen Zhenyi to help her, and it could even be said that she was implicating his friend. However, in such a desperate situation, she always hoped for a miracle.

When she saw that Shen Zhenyi really appeared at the entrance of the Bureau of Thousands of Sages, she felt apologetic and hurried out to greet him.

"I said I would come, so I will."

Shen Zhenyi looked away from the two blood stains and nodded gently at Miss Yuan.

He gently patted the crystal throne and flew toward the entrance of the Bureau of Thousands of Sages.

Cynanchum Chinense and the other two, as well as Captain Hong, followed closely behind.

Captain Hong's face was solemn and nervous, and there was even a bit of heroism in the face of death.

"Are the people of the royal family not here yet?"

Before the Bureau of Thousands of Sages, more than half of the retainers gathered by Mister Yuan had already left when he died. Now that they were facing a life and death crisis, a small half of those who were eating and drinking had also scattered like birds and beasts. The originally empty square in front of the door was now even more deserted.

Shen Zhenyi looked around and looked at the huge flagpole in the courtyard thoughtfully. Things were still the same, but people had changed. The big flag of the Bureau of Thousands of Sages had been taken down, and the spirit that was flying in the wind was long gone.

The jackdaws perched on the top of the flagpole, making a bleak sound.

"I'm afraid … they are coming."

Miss Yuan smiled bitterly. Looking at the time, these Kings of Hell were probably coming soon.

As soon as she finished speaking, a cold shout came from outside the door. "People of the Bureau of Thousands of Sages, are you ready to die?"

A few people in yellow robes floated down, bringing with them a chilling aura as cold as winter.

They did not intend to interrogate, but to kill.

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