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Chapter 50 Co-op

Chapter 50: Catch

The huge clouds enveloped the imperial capital, causing the two sides to fall into shock. When they looked up at each other, they immediately took a neat breath of air conditioning. At this moment, the floating city floating in the air was slowly descending, and the sun shining on the twelve light cannons, making people feel creepy...

"What does he want to do?" At this moment, the smiling face appeared in the minds of the three princes. For a few seconds, they even had a terrifying idea. The guy wouldn't have planned to take this opportunity to jointly shoot tens of thousands of people here!

However, this worry was quickly proved to be redundant. With the eyes of tens of thousands of eyes, An Ruoran had already floated in the Yutian Sword. He stood in the void from afar, smiling at the three princes looking up below, "Dear Highnesses, the weather is very good today... Well, are you planning to go out for hunting?"

Cruise, Junan, and Artest looked at each other, not knowing how to answer for a moment. Before they spoke, An Ruoran smiled as if nothing had happened: "But even if you hunt, there is no need to bring these tens of thousands of people out! So I personally suggest that you might as well go back and rest first. If you have any questions, why do you have to mobilize a large number of troops on this scale?"

Although it was a joke that was not very funny, An Ruoran's words were already very clear, and many soldiers who were unwilling to kill each other could not help but breathe a sigh of relief at this moment. Cruise had a gloomy face, looked at the happy generals behind him, and suddenly shouted: "Mr. An, maybe you don't know what happened to the imperial capital yet? My father just died suddenly, and all the evidence points to..."

"Nonsense, the biggest suspect is obviously you!" Before Cruise finished speaking, Artest shouted angrily. Although Junan did not speak, there was a little light in his slightly narrowed eyes. In fact, this scheming third prince was considering a problem. Compared to Cruise, he and Arte were obviously closer to An Ruoran, if he could get his support...

If An Ruoran's floating city is powerful in his daily life, it is still ridiculous to show off his power in front of tens of thousands of troops in the imperial capital and dozens of super-level and above. But now it is just as the two sides split and confrontation, even the heavy pressure of a straw will completely reverse the situation. In this case, the emergence of the floating city has a decisive factor.

For example, the biggest problem on my side is that I cannot attack the city wall, but if there is a floating city to help transport people, things will become much easier. In addition, the joint shooting of the twelve light cannons will inevitably play a role in restraining Kru's subordinates. At that time, as long as the soldiers on our side rushed forward, they could successfully recapture the imperial capital.

As soon as he thought of this, Junan's eyes looked at An Ruoran suddenly became a little hot. Before Artest continued to accuse Cruise, he gently pulled Artest's corner of his clothes and smiled and said, "Atai, can't Mr. An see such a simple truth? Mr. An, we haven't seen it for a long time, why don't you go to my camp to have a glass of red wine?"

Artest was stunned for a moment, and nodded immediately as if he had realized it. But Cruise could not react. Before Junan finished speaking, he laughed loudly and said, "That's right! Mr. An, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Why don't you come to our house to have a few drinks and inspect the An's foundry by the way?"

He deliberately emphasized the tone of the five words "An's casting process", which made Jun'an and Artest frown at the same time. When An Ruoran heard this in the sky, he cursed himself in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged: "So that's it. Since everyone is planning to invite me to drink... it's better to choose a day than to meet the day. The three high men are now visiting Fukong City, and I happened to bring a few bottles of good wine."

With such a smile, he had already made a move, directed several winged dragons to fly down and invited the three high men to come up. Junan and Cruise frowned at the same time, looking a little hesitant. Although An Ruoran didn't look like the kind of ambitious person, if he really turned against him... You know, Fukong City is his territory, and I'm afraid it's too late to regret it at that time.

However, unlike the complex psychology of the two of them, Artest, who had no scheming, had already taken a few steps forward and couldn't wait to jump on the pterosaur. Seeing this, Cruise was afraid that he would be taken first, so he could only jump on the pterosaur. Since both of them were invited to visit, Junan could only sigh helplessly and jump on the pterosaur. In a moment, the three high men had already taken off to the floating city one after another, leaving only tens of thousands of soldiers looking at each other, but for a moment they didn't know whether to fight or play cards...

Leaving the confusion of tens of thousands of soldiers, the three pterosaurs had arrived at the floating city within a few minutes. Speaking of which, this was the first time Cruise stood with the two brothers in more than ten days, and they were inevitably embarrassed between each other. Jun'an looked calm, but Artest had already snorted coldly and walked forward, while spreading his arms and laughing: "Mr. An, you left in a hurry last time, and you must drink more drinks this time."

An Ruoran smiled, hugged him without any reason, then turned to say hello to Cruise and Junan. His attitude did not seem to be more favorable than the other, but Cruise was slightly worried. After the greetings, the four of them slowly walked into the hall of the mansion. Gao Sen poured red wine for them expressionlessly, then stepped beside An Ruoran and stood firm, playing the role of a bodyguard.

Seeing that there was no unexpected surprise attack, Cruise and the others finally felt relieved, and instead drank the wine and thought about it. For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall had fallen into a dull state. An Ruoran looked at the three of them without moving, but also gently sipped the red wine and waited for them to speak. Sure enough, a few minutes later, Artest couldn't help asking: "Mr. An, let's stop keeping in touch! You think about Father's matter..."

"No hurry, I want to ask a few of His Highnesses a question first." An Ruoran smiled and put down his wine glass as if nothing had happened, "In the name of the gods, do you dare to swear that you have never attacked His Majesty Arthur? If you can be sure of this, it would not be too late for us to talk about other things!"

"Of course not, whoever does this is a beast!" Before An Ruoran could not wait to finish his words, Artest jumped up impatiently and shouted loudly. Junan's reaction was a little slow, but nodded without rushing, and raised his left hand to swear solemnly. Cruise looked at them, and his expression seemed a little hesitant, but he still said seriously: "I also swear to the gods that I will never hurt my father!"

"Very good, then we can come and talk about the serious business." An Ruoran smiled and took a sip of red wine and said, "Since everyone said that they had not taken action against His Majesty, then we might as well go to the palace together to find out the cause of His Majesty's death. This is worse than the three His Majesty fighting in chaos, but letting the mastermind behind the scenes laugh beside him."

Cruise, Junan, Artest looked at each other and fell into silence for a moment. After a few minutes, Artest asked in a deep voice: "But Mr. An, we have investigated the cause of his father's death, and we only know that he died of some unknown poison. The problem is that the guards on duty that day had died, and even if we investigate carefully, there was no gain."

"I don't think I need to investigate, I will let you see the truth of the matter." An Ruoran smiled slightly and began to feel habitually enticing himself. "As for how to do it, I will show it to everyone on the spot. As for now, in order to prevent unexpected situations, please forgive me for not being able to disclose it for the time being."

Hearing An Ruoran's words, Cruise, Junan and Artest couldn't help but look at each other, revealing a faint expression of surprise. An Ruoran looked at them and said lightly as if nothing had happened: "Of course, if any of His Highness was guilty and did not dare to go, of course I wouldn't force him."

This sentence is equivalent to forcing the three His Highnesses to the corner together, and even if they want to say it, they can't say it. Therefore, after a moment of silence, the three His Highnesses nodded helplessly and promised this matter. An Ruoran didn't say much, and stood up and said, "Then, I won't leave a few more seats today. Please go back and tell the soldiers to be calm. The truth will appear in front of everyone tomorrow. I think there are still some patiences for you!"

Although it was a calm request, the words also revealed a faint warning, so Cruise, Junan and Artest were also trembling in their hearts while saying goodbye. An Ruoran watched them leave in the pterosaur, then turned his head to look at Gao Sen behind him and said lightly: "Gao Sen, you accompany me to the palace tomorrow. If the situation is really out of control, I think I need your help."

"No problem!" Gao Sen nodded slightly, as if he didn't care about this matter. However, after a moment of silence, the barbarian who rarely spoke on his own suddenly asked in a low voice: "An, I heard from Naya that Vivian's true identity is a demon. So, what are you going to do?"

"I won't be any difference to her, it's still the same as before." An Ruoran shrugged and looked at Gao Sen with a strange look. In his sight, Gao Sen's mouth seemed to gently tugged, which looked like a smile. But the question is, why did this barbarian seem so happy? It's just because of his love for Vivian or...

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