"The next road depends on you. Don't bother me when you encounter troubles. Don't come to me even if you don't encounter troubles. Whether you are life or death, let it be fate." After Yu Gucheng said this with his spiritual transmission, he took the lead in stepping into the Prince of Wuwei's Mansion.

Ying Wuque followed closely, and his expression did not change at all.

Unlike the last time he was forced to become a spy, this time it was his own choice.

So he has already made some decisions about any possible results in the future.

Besides, this kind of thing is familiar again and again, even when facing the famous King Wuwei, he has enough confidence to deal with it calmly.

But when he entered the hall and saw King Wuwei, his heart couldn't help but hang.

Because King Wuwei was the strongest aura among the people he had seen in his life, he felt that he had lowered his head before the other party could speak.

Then the King of Wuwei, who stood in the middle of the hall and listened to Yu Gucheng's story of the whole story, also focused his attention on Ying Wuque.

Ying Wuque looked at the other party carefully, but he did not show any flattery, his eyes filled with a kind of stubbornness of a young man.

When King Wuwei looked at him, he was wearing a purple-robed black robe, and his eyebrows revealed a rebellious and heroic spirit. His long black and white hair added a little more majestic. His eyes, which were like a falcon, seemed to be able to explore the deepest secrets in everyone's heart at a glance.

The three long whiskers fluttered slightly, and the domineering aura full of oppression made people unable to look directly. Ying Wuque quickly avoided his gaze.

Even though King Wuwei did not release his aura, Ying Wuque felt suffocated just by the aura he had developed after the day.

It was not until the moment he opened his mouth that Ying Wuque's already red face improved.

The target of King Wuwei's question was not Ying Wuque, but his third adopted son who was standing beside him in white and dressed in men's clothes, looking handsome and handsome, or more importantly, his only adopted daughter, Yu Haitang.

"Haitang, what do you think of this person?"

"He is lucky." Yu Haitang spread the folding fan in his hand, and continued thinking about it, "When I was in contact with foreign guests before, I heard an interesting protagonist theory, saying that if the protagonist wants to grow up, it often takes hardships.

During this period, his relatives, friends and lovers will die one after another, but the protagonist will be killed every time, and will eventually achieve great achievements or achieve invincible strength in the world.

And this Young Master Ying fits this one exactly.

According to the information we collected, Qin Fan controlled the battle in Wandu Palace behind the scenes, and Ying Tianhong, the leader of the Caught Dao Hall, also died. However, only Ying Wuque, who was in the innate realm, survived by chance.

Later, he became the real master of the Zhudao Hall, his strength increased significantly, and he also successfully became the adoptive father of the General Sima, so he had a new backer.

Although he is not on the Qianlong List, his performance is obvious to all before the list starts. If the quota of the Qianlong List is expanded to twenty places, he will definitely have a place.

What’s interesting is that after the battle at the top of the sword mountain ended, his new backer fell and the sword casting hall was destroyed. However, the Young Master Ying broke through to the Grandmaster realm. In terms of combat power, it was enough to compete with the sword spirit Fang Baoyu, who was ranked tenth on the list.”

Hearing this, Ying Wuque felt relieved. The other party cited his value and proved his potential through examples. Then he should have passed this first level, that is, his life is confirmed to be unhindered.

But unexpectedly, Yu Haitang suddenly changed his voice:

"If he is asked to join my Prince Wuwei's Mansion, I believe that his hatred for Qin Fan can be guaranteed in terms of loyalty, but I still recommend that he be executed."

Ying Wuque secretly glanced at the other party and thought to himself that this sissy is so damn good. Then he began to scan the hall, thinking that his helper was.

Qin Fan arranged him into the Wuwei Palace. Although the leader was Yugucheng, he knew very well that the other party would not care about the follow-up matters. This means that there should be someone in the Wuwei Palace who has the right to speak and can help him gain a foothold.

After all, the difficulty of being a spy this time is completely incomparable to the first adopted father who fooled him.

But I waited around but didn't see anyone talking about it.

At this moment, in the hall, in addition to King Wuwei and Yu Haitang, and outside the beautiful Yugu City with a sword in his arms, there was also a man who looked like a sick ghost and was as thin as a hair, but gave people a silly feeling.

Could it be that this stupid boy is his own contact?

King Wuwei did not make any comments on Yu Haitang's suggestions, but instead asked the stupid little guy in Ying Wuque's eyes.

"Yuanba, what do you think?"

"What do I think?" Yu Yuanba scratched his head, "It's okay, I can just hear the third sister's hammer to death."

King Wuwei was not surprised by this answer, and he asked Yugucheng again.

"Lonely City, what do you think?"

"After all the instructions of his adoptive father, he only asked me to recommend him, and then he would be alive or dead. I believe he has already realized something." Yu Gucheng's eyes first looked at King Wuwei, and then completely locked Ying Wuque's energy.

If the other party says something that should not be said at this moment, he is confident that he can kill it in an instant.

His statement about Ying Wuque’s combat power was a little exaggerated, after all, he received a reward, so it’s nothing to bring some additional services.

In fact, Ying Wuque's strength is now incomparable to Fang Baoyu. It is not necessarily safe to fight against the two Gatlin Bodhisattvas Duan Yu and Murong Fu, so it is not difficult to kill him with one sword.

But King Wuwei suddenly laughed:

"Ying Wuque, I will give you a chance to convince me."

"Wuque is willing to worship the prince as his adoptive father." Ying Wuque knelt directly on his knees and kowtowed.

"Haha, do you know how many people in the world want to be my adopted son!" King Wuwei put away his smile, and the powerful pressure made Ying Wuque, who was kneeling on the ground, tremble all over.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! But even so, Ying Wuque still insisted on saying:

"But there is absolutely no one here who is like me who can truly live and die for his adoptive father!

Moreover, I also carry the wealth accumulated by the Casting Hall for many years. As an adopted son, these are the filial piety I have prepared to give to my adoptive father early.

Besides, I am also a great master, and my strength will never be limited to this. In the future, I will become the sharpest knife in my foster father’s hand!

Of course, the most important thing is that only I will fight with my adopted father until the last moment without any hesitation in the confrontation with Qin Fan!"

King Wuwei did not answer. He put away his pressure and looked at Yu Haitang beside him.

At this moment, Yu Haitang walked forward and looked at Ying Wuque who was still kneeling on the ground and said:

"If you kill you, your wealth will also belong to your adoptive father."

Ying Wuque raised his head stubbornly and argued:

"But that will become ill-gotten gain! Unless the adoptive father never uses the sword formation and secrets in his life.

Although Yugucheng and I were very careful when we returned to Beixuanzhou Prefecture along the way, we would inevitably be discovered by spies from all parties.

Now the adoptive father has lost the word "loyalty". If he lacks the word "righteousness", how can he convince his subordinates and how can he fight for dominance in the world!"

"You guy is looking for death, right?" Yu Yuanba raised the golden hammer next to him and was about to attack Ying Wuque for a moment, but was stopped by King Wuwei.

His expression seemed cold, but there was a hint of interest in his eyes:

"You and Gucheng are both powerful masters. Even if there are traces left, you did it on purpose. You prepared a way out early. Your adopted father's call is not very sincere!"

Ying Wuque said firmly:

"Because I need to live, only by living can I take revenge, avenge my father! Avenge my adopted father! Avenge my nearly 10,000 disciples in the dead Zhudao Hall! Survival is the prerequisite for everything!"

"Not bad." This was the first time that King Wuwei gave a positive comment, and then he looked at Yu Haitang and said, "Now you need to give me a reason, why should I kill him?"

Yu Haitang said with a serious expression:

"Because this kind of protagonist will also represent a continuous stream of disasters. For example, Sima Kongming's death before is a good example!"

"Haitang, do you compare this king with that idiot?" King Wuwei said sternly.

Before Yu Haitang could speak, Ying Wuque suddenly raised his head and said:

"I don't allow you to insult my adoptive father! He was too anxious for me... for my revenge... so that in the end..."

At the end, tears fell from their cheeks to the ground, but even though Ying Wuque's eyes were covered with mist, he still looked at King Wuwei stubbornly.

King Wuwei changed his normalcy and said:

"It was my king's mistake just now. Sima Kongming is also a hero of a generation. A person who gives everything to achieve his goals is worthy of everyone's respect. After all, this is an era full of ambitions and dreams!"

Ying Wuque lowered his head and remained silent, as if he was trying his best to suppress something, and his hands had already scratched the blanket on the ground.

At this time, Yu Haitang said:

"Entertainment Father, what I am worried about is that he will bring disaster to my Prince Wuwei's Mansion, especially in this world of great disputes, which can be avoided first!"

King Wuwei laughed heroically and said:

"From your words, it seems that he has decided that he will be the protagonist, a promising protagonist, a protagonist destined to have amazing achievements in the future, and a protagonist with affection and righteousness.

In order to avenge, he was willing to give up his face. It is important to know that there is gold under the man's knees, but he kneeled directly to a stranger for this. At the same time, he did not lose his mind because of revenge and prepared a way out early.

And even though he was in danger, he still refuted my remarks for the sake of Brother Sima's reputation.

This is exactly the adopted son I need, and from then on he will be my fifth child.

I believe this is what Brother Ying and Brother Sima hope to see.”

Originally, because of King Wuwei's previous remarks insulting Sima Kongming, Ying Wuque, who had a little temper, looked stunned when he heard his last sentence.

Then he took a deep breath, and a serious look appeared on his face, which was completely different from the feeling when he recognized his father just for revenge at the beginning.

"The adoptive father is here, please accept the child's bow!" Ying Wuque started kowtow skillfully, and then raised the ring containing the wealth of the Knife Hall for many years.

"You can send someone to copy the martial arts secrets and formations, and this will also be calculated based on your contribution value. At that time, you can go to the library in the mansion to exchange for the secrets or resources you need, and you can keep the others yourself.

It’s thank you for your hard work to keep carrying hatred. In the future, you will no longer be alone. You have my father and trustworthy brothers and sisters. Don’t resist it yourself if you have any problems.

As for Haitang before, I don’t have to take it too seriously. As the military advisor of my Prince Wuwei Mansion, she will inevitably have more concerns about some ideas.

And that illusory theory of protagonists is even more ridiculous in my opinion. Even if the so-called disaster really comes, my father will eliminate it for you!"

King Wuwei stepped forward and helped Ying Wuque, who was still kneeling on the ground. His eyes were full of love, and he carefully patted the dust stained on his clothes.

Ying Wuque bit his lower lip, and the tears he had already put away were circling in his eyes again, but this time he forced himself to hold it back.
To be continued...