"What's the matter?"

"I don't know yet, I only know that as soon as Ye Mingyang entered the Tiandu Gate, he was placed in the private place in the back mountain by Yang Bobo. Fortunately, our secret line served by Yang Bobo, so I know the situation."

Usually, although there are communications between the twelve holy lands, at most, it is the elders who communicate with each other. It is impossible for the leader to come in person unless something is a major event.

The cape man began to study the Twelve Holy Land very early, and also analyzed the Sword Sea Palace leader Ye Mingyang many times. He knew that this woman was arrogant and was not very enthusiastic about sect affairs, so he almost gave all the affairs to his subordinates.

How could such a person go to Tiandu Sect for no reason?

The man in the cloak pondered for a moment and said, "The Tiandu Gate is in the southwest, and it is far from my Sun and Moon City. I heard the news today, I am afraid Ye Mingyang has left?"

Uncle Ming couldn't guarantee it, so he stood aside and waited for instructions. He knew that the Lord was not asking him, but was just asking and answering himself and thinking about countermeasures.

After a moment of silence, the cloaked man's eyes shot a cold light. "In the Feihukou Pavilion, although the murderer who killed the Zhongzhou Emperor has not yet been found out, I expected that the situation would not be stalemate forever. Under the joint pressure of Northern Qi, Southern Wu and Western Chu, Zhongzhou will eventually give in, and most of the people who were detained will come out. The time is ripe. I will order the secret line to activate the plan to destroy the Yang in the sword. I want to make the world more chaos!"

Uncle Ming's heart beat hard. As a participant around the Lord, he certainly knew what "Sword Destroying Yang" was. It was a fierce layout for the two holy places in Nanwu, the Sword Sea Palace and the Tiandu Sect!

After many years of planning, I finally got the blame at this time, which also means that I have a step further from the goal of the Lord. Uncle Ming was excited and said loudly, "Yes!" and turned around and strode away.

The cloaked man was motionless in the seat, his eyes flashed for a moment, and he confirmed that the timing was right and the layout was meticulous enough, so he put down the matter of Nan Wu, and solemnly picked up Lou Linxuan's file and began to look at it little by little.

Hiding behind the scenes for many years, Haoqimen and Qingshaliu's plots were his only two plans that ended in failure, but the opponent was probably the same person. This made the cape's life full of interest, but his eyes were deeper and colder...

Eastern Zhou Dynasty, the study room of the Eight Kings Mansion.

The Eighth Prince, whose hair was half black and half white, had crow's feet on the corners of his eyes, showed a bit of vicissitudes of life, was closing his eyes and listening to his confidant's report on the wars of all parties in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

Mu Zichen, who was in charge of the guard, sat bored on the chair in front of the opposite window, sipped a few sips of tea from time to time, and his eyes swept over the fatigue, but his temperament was even more cold and majestic, shook his head as if heartache and helplessly.

The report fell, and the Eighth Prince opened his eyes, his pupils were covered with blood, but it made him feel a little sharp, and he said coldly, "So, in this way, Chen Dengqing and Fang Zhaonan took the big lead in the division between Wei Yu Dao and Fengbei Dao?"

The confidant dared not look directly at the Eighth Prince's gaze, and he should be careful.

The Eighth Prince seemed to be talking to himself, "Behind Chen Dengqing is the Eastern Family. This time it must be the old thief in the East. Now that we have reached a secret agreement with the Eastern Family, it is difficult to understand for the time being. However, Fang Zhaonan, as the governor of Jianbeidao, this agent fought with Northern Qi on the border for many years. He has countless arrogant soldiers and generals under his command, which is three points better than the Zhang family. He has given him a half-way place, and there are many troubles!"

I don’t know what thoughts he had in his mind and asked, “How about the places such as Northern Qi, Zhongzhou, Nanwu and Xichu?”

The confidant hurriedly said, "According to the instructions of the prince, he secretly contacted some people in the imperial city of the four dynasties, and planned to incite them to compete with other forces. Many remarks have also been spread. Now that civil strife in the four dynasties has intensified, it is not that simple to calm down."

I'm afraid few people can imagine that the increasingly fierce battles in the four dynasties will be due to the eighth prince who can't take care of himself.

Facts have proved that people were forced out. Since returning from Feihukou Pavilion, the Eighth Prince, who likes fishing, has hardly touched a woman. He has rested for less than two hours a day and ran around the palace and the court, without touching the ground, and his whole body has lost a lot of weight. All this was seen in Mu Zichen's eyes, which made him both admire and ashamed.

"Okay!" The Eighth Prince was a little excited, but he didn't smile. "This plan needs to be strengthened, and time is not waiting for me! With the influence of Zhongzhou, it is now the limit to seize the emperors of the two dynasties and more than a dozen super masters. If this king expected it was good, the people in the Flying Waterfall Pavilion would be free again soon, which would be another trouble for me in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty."

Seeing the Eighth Prince waved his hand, his confidant quickly obeyed the order and executed it.

Mu Zichen couldn't help but say, "If you stretch out your hands everywhere like this, aren't you afraid of being noticed by people from all dynasties? Then it will be even more unfavorable to me in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty."

The Eighth Prince sneered, "Someone will take the blame! The person who incited the chaos of the four dynasties with one hand is the culprit. I'm afraid the death of the Emperor Zhongzhou is also related to it. People in the world are not fools. The four dynasties, including the twelve holy lands, must have noticed it. Haven't we dug up a lot of relevant strongholds during this period? No matter how fierce we make a fuss, we will not show our strength as long as we are careful."

There is another sentence I didn’t say. If I didn’t make such a fuss, how could I have a chance to breathe in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty?

Mu Zichen looked at him for a long time and suddenly said, "Aren't you tired? I understand your anxiety, but you don't take yourself seriously. Look at your appearance, I wish you could break it into two days. Even eating and sleeping felt like a waste. You are racing against time to lose your life, how long can you last?"

The Eighth Prince said for granted, "If this is not the case, if the civil strife of the four dynasties is quelled, who will save me from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty? The foundation of our ancestors is in danger, and I will be responsible for it!"

Mu Zichen sighed, put down the teacup, stood up, and looked down at the nephew who was ten years older than him, "The foundation of our ancestors is important, and your life is also important. You are not the only one in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. According to your consumption method, even if you have tonic pills every day and I will be conditioned for you, you will sooner or later have premature aging.

Sometimes, you really should learn from Zhuo Mufeng. People are enemies in the world, but they still hide in the city lord's mansion and enjoy all their blessings? What kind of country, what foundation, and where is the most important thing to be as happy as yourself? You must combine work and rest..."

Seeing that his nephew's face became more and more gloomy and a violent aura was restless, Mu Zichen knew that the words Zhuo Mufeng were stimulating the other party, so he hurriedly stopped talking.

To this day, he also knows some past events about Zhuo Mufeng and the Eighth Prince, and knows that Zhuo Mufeng is the other party's heart disease and taboo.

Thinking of the fact that some time ago, when he learned that Zhuo Mufeng had become the leader of the Demon Sect, his nephew was gloomy and cruel, and his expression was about to choose someone to eat, Mu Zichen secretly scolded him for being humble.

Slowly calming down the emotions in his heart, the Eighth Prince changed the topic, "Did the people from the Eastern Family arrive?"

Mu Zichen replied, "Listen to the spies' reward, you will arrive in the imperial city tomorrow at most. Hey, do you really want the legitimate daughter of the Dongfang family to be the queen? In this way, the Dongfang family will become more and more powerful and difficult to cure."

The Eighth Prince "Without the Eastern Family, you can't clean up this chaos. This is my only choice. When the bandits are clean, you will have good fruits for the Eastern Family!"

Looking at his nephew's slightly ferocious expression, Mu Zichen felt a little cold. To this day, he could no longer guess what the other party was thinking.

As Mu Zichen expected, at noon the next day, the carriages and horses of the Oriental Family entered the Eastern Zhou Imperial City safely. The Eighth Prince personally greeted him outside the city and brought relevant personnel into the palace. Another team of female warriors protected a carriage in the middle and went to the Songlin Villa, where the imperial city was used to receive the guests.

The little emperor who was regarded as a mascot was now in his teens. He had blue fluff on his mouth, but he shrank and looked listless on the palace. He obeyed the eighth prince, who was the emperor's uncle.

All of this was seen by Dongfang Changwei, the second elder of the Dongfang family who was responsible for the mission, and wrote all his experiences and heard them in secret that night, which made people quickly pass them back to the Dongfang family.

Not long after, Dongfang Changwei received a receipt from Dongfang Changsheng. After crushing it with his internal force, he took the initiative to go to the Eight Kings Mansion.

The next day, a volume of imperial edicts spread throughout the world, causing noise from all over the world. The Shao emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty heard that Dongfang Xiayun, the daughter of the Eastern family, was gentle, frugal, kind, auspicious, and auspicious, and had both talent and appearance. He planned to choose him as his queen and govern the six palaces and take over the post...

The Eastern family has always been swaying between the two major camps of the imperial court and the rioters. This time, the imperial court issued a public order, which must be wishful thinking.

There was also news that long before the imperial edict was issued, a large number of people from the Eastern Family had entered the imperial city. Compared with the two, the chaos army was shocked and angry. It turned out that the old thief in the Eastern Front had already secretly communicated with the imperial court.

The court was naturally excited and happy. Seeing the country collapse and getting the strong support of the Eastern Family, it was undoubtedly a shot of a royalist.

The other four dynasties received news and did not make any big moves. They still chose to watch coldly, wanting to see how far the Eastern Zhou Dynasty's chasing would evolve.

Jinghua Road Qinglu City, in a mansion, the courtyard is deep, with green willows and white floes on the lake.

Zhuo Mufeng stood by the lake. When he heard the news, he was stunned for a long time. Finally, he murmured, "Is Mu Cunyi so anxious to seek medical treatment?"

Mu Cunyi is the name of the Eighth Prince.

Lou Linxuan smiled and said, "It's not entirely true. With Dongfang Changsheng's scheming and scheming, it can be seen that although the riot army is now powerful, it cannot occupy the most righteousness. Now that the court cannot conquer the six paths for a long time, when the four dynasties free up their hands, they may collapse immediately. It's better to join forces with the court, and there is still some possibility of carrying out a grand and hegemony."

Zhuo Mufeng smiled like a smile, "Now, even the forces in the martial arts world want to sit for thousands of miles."

Lou Linxuan raised his eyebrows, "The Mu family royal family, wasn't it also a martial arts family more than 300 years ago? Why can't the Mu family royal family do it, Dongfang Changsheng?" After that, he looked at Zhuo Mufeng with a squint eyes, which was meaningful.

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Chapter completed!