Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 16 The Kneeling Revenge (Second Update)

"One month? The fourth prince really thinks highly of me, kid." Wentian suddenly turned around, his eyes narrowed, looking at the middle-aged man Ji Zhuoguang who spoke for the first time.

boom! !A powerful coercion suddenly erupted from Ji Zhuoguang's body, turning into a heavy pressure, pressing firmly on Wentian.

"Peak of Spirit Transformation!" Two cold lights flashed in Wentian's eyes, but soon his brows frowned, as if thinking of something, he gritted his teeth and squatted down suddenly.

"Bang!" Under such strong pressure, he staggered and suddenly knelt down on one knee, with a conspicuous trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Fourth prince, what do you mean?" Wen Tian's eyes were red, with strong anger on his face.

"Fourth brother, calm down! Wentian is weak and can't stand your coercion." The face of the holy Shang Ji Zhuoyang showed a touch of helplessness.

"Hmph!" The Fourth Prince snorted coldly, and then withdrew his coercion.

Wentian shook his body, stood up slowly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the fourth prince, his eyes were full of horror and fear, it was obvious that he had been frightened a lot after the scene just now.

Seeing Wentian in such a mess, Shangguan Muhua and Zhou Wentong couldn't help smiling.

"Since this is the case, I order you to find out the real culprit within a month, so as to sue the dead person's spirit in heaven." The Holy Majesty said slowly.

"Qiantian accepts the order!" Wentian replied.

"Let's all step back!" The Holy Majesty waved his hand.

"Old minister retire!"

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After everyone left the hall, the saint said to Ji Zhuoyang: "Fang Gonggong, pass on my will, and say that Marshal Lin is not feeling well. I am very concerned, and I will give him a blood ginseng, so that he can take good care of his body."

"This blood ginseng took a lot of effort to get by the Holy One. Is it just given to Marshal Lin like this?" said a white-haired eunuch.

"Marshal Lin is my Chiyue's hero and our country's sea-suppressing magic needle. What is a blood ginseng?" Sheng Shangdan said.

Eunuch Fang at the side, thoughtful, finally replied softly: "Yes, my servant obeys!"

After Eunuch Fang left, His Majesty suddenly raised his head and sighed, "It seems that you were also injured in that battle in the Lin family..."

As soon as he stepped out of the Golden Dragon Hall, Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold: "Judging from the reactions of everyone just now, the masked woman didn't tell me about my cultivation. From this point of view, she is not from Shangguan's family, Zhou Zhou, etc. If she is not a member of the royal family, then which side does she belong to?"

"Ji Zhuoguang, one day, I, Lin Wentian, will pay back ten times the revenge of today's kneeling." After saying the last sentence, a murderous intent emanated from Wentian's body.

In Lin's mansion, Meng'er, Zhou Bo and others were all moving back and forth in the mansion restlessly. Even Ye Tian, ​​who always had a cold face, was sitting on a stone step, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Because they knew that it would definitely be very dangerous for Wentian to enter the palace this time.

"Ah! Brother Wentian is back!" Brother and sister Yefeng and Yexue, their eyes suddenly lit up, cheered, rushed to Wentian's side, and the two jumped up and down.

"Young Master, are you alright! Has the Holy Spirit made things difficult for you?" Uncle Zhou's expression was full of dignity.

As for Meng'er, she also showed worry on her face, and Ye Tian's face returned to normal, with a cold look.

"Don't worry! I can handle it! Don't let the old man know about this, lest he be distracted and cause the success to fall short." Wentian said cautiously.

Zhou Bo and others nodded slightly after hearing this.

"Uncle Zhou, help me pass on the word that my secret room must be completed within these three days, and Meng'er, you take two guards out, find the best blacksmith shop, and help me build these things, as much as possible here. Finish in two days." Wentian ordered to get up, and handed a piece of drawing paper to Meng'er.

At that moment, Meng'er patted her increasingly plump chest, and vowed: "Don't worry, Young Master, Meng'er will definitely handle the matter well."

After that, Meng'er and Zhou Bo left one after another.

He didn't tell them about the one-month period, because he didn't want them to worry too much, and he didn't plan to find the masked woman within one month.

Not to mention that he doesn't know anything about the origin of the other party, even if he knew, he would not go to capture that woman, after all, she knows his secret, knows that he has broken through to the cultivation realm, and even tortured Ji Ming and others. .

Now he doesn't want to expose himself to the outside world.

"Since we can't catch the real killer, we have no choice but to create a murderer!" The corners of Wentian's mouth rose, forming an evil smile.

It seems that he already has an idea in his mind.

An hour later, Young Master Qian came to the Lin Mansion in a hurry with his body full of fat. After seeing that Wen Tian was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Brother! You don't know. As soon as I heard that someone was going to frame you, I rushed to the palace to inquire about the news. When I heard that he had returned to the mansion, I hurried to the Lin mansion again. Seeing that you are fine, I am relieved, fat man." Young Master Qian blushed and panted, and it took a long time for his breathing to recover.

"But having said that, who actually killed those two bastards, Ji Ming and Shangguan Ze? Not to mention killing people, but also intending to harm you, big brother. If I find out who it is for the fat man, I will tear his bones apart and beat him Muscles." Qian Fugui continued with fierce eyes.

Seeing Fatty's resentment, Wentian smiled, but soon he said cautiously: "Fatty, do me a favor, maybe only you can do this favor."

"Brother, don't worry! Let alone one, even if there are ten or a hundred of them, they will all be on my body." When Young Master Qian heard that Wentian asked him for help, he immediately slapped his chest and agreed.

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In an elegant room, a woman with a graceful figure can be seen sitting in front of the mirror, combing her soft and long hair. Suddenly, the woman's expression moved slightly, and a pleasant voice came out: "Senior sister, what did you find yesterday?" past him?"

After saying that, a woman in black walked into the room. If Wentian was here, he would definitely recognize this person at a glance, because she was the masked woman who attacked and killed him before.

"That's right! Senior sister looked for him yesterday. Senior sister did this for your own good." The masked woman said calmly.

Hearing what the masked woman said, the woman sitting in front of the mirror said with a trace of anger: "I will handle my own affairs, and I don't want Senior Sister to make her own decisions."

"Don't worry! I have my own measure, and that kid is not as simple as you imagined. He is an interesting person." In the last sentence, a smile appeared on the corner of the masked woman's mouth.

After speaking, the masked woman left the room, leaving only the woman sitting in front of the mirror with a puzzled face...

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, and there are only 27 days left before the end of January.

During these three days, Wentian never left Lin's mansion, but Shangguan Muhua and others who had been following Wentian's trace all the time were puzzled by this, wondering what Wentian was planning.

In the middle of the night, Wentian came to Yetian's room. Here, Yetian sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.

Looking at Ye Tian in front of him, a ray of light flashed across Wen Tian's eyes.

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, a burst of light suddenly appeared, and there was a box on the table.

Opening the box, there were exactly one hundred and eight silver needles of different lengths inside. These things were exactly what he asked Menger to ask someone to forge.

The next moment, his hands danced quickly, and the silver needles were pierced into the various acupuncture points on Ye Tian's body with perfect precision.

(End of this chapter)