Chapter 209: There is a tall building in the northwest

Chapter 209: There is a tall building in the northwest

A crescent moon suddenly appeared in the building.

The dragon bird turned into a stream of light and disappeared again. Zhao Yushu's body swayed again and he fell straight down. With his last bit of clarity, he looked intently in the direction of the prince. Then he could no longer hold on. His eyes went dark and he fainted completely.

The four elders were finally able to take action and were between the two men in almost an instant.

Duke Yue stood up, his face trembling. After a while, he suddenly screamed, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

The hall was dead silent.

Wang Shaolin was still standing, his eyes still full of disbelief, his headless body reflected in his pupils.

"Zhao Yushu! You killed someone in public, I will kill you!" The short and fat elder raised his sword and was about to chop down Zhao Yushu on the ground, but stopped abruptly halfway.

There was a wooden plaque in front of his sword.

Sun Wuyang held up his wooden sign and blocked Zhao Yushu's way: "The disciples of the academy are here! Who dares to kill him!"

"Sun Wuyang! He has expelled himself from our sect!" the short and fat elder shouted angrily, but he did not dare to continue.

Zhao Yushu crushed the wooden sign to announce to the world that his behavior had nothing to do with the academy. Otherwise, no matter what you say, if you kill the young duke in public without any evidence, others will think that your academy is bullying others.

"Even if he expelled himself from the sect, Zhao Yushu should be handed over to the government for punishment for murder. When did Wangjiang Tower have the power to judge people on its own?"

The one who stood up was Li Jian. The young prince was well versed in the laws of the Tang Dynasty and silenced the short and fat elder with just one sentence. The prince glared at Li Jian fiercely but said nothing.

If he stepped forward to add fuel to the fire at this time, it would be hard to say whether he could kill Zhao Yushu. Didn't he see that there was a master of the Eighth Heaven from Shushan sitting over there staring at him?

But looking at Zhao Yushu's current condition, his Snow Mountain Qi Sea is most likely destroyed. Even if he cannot be killed on the spot, he will not be able to stay in prison for more than a few days.

But the look in his eyes just now showed only stronger hatred and murderous intent. If he were alive, even if he was a mortal, he would not be able to sit still in peace in Xijing.

"What should we do, Your Highness?" The owner of the building stood up, and a huge aura swept over, pushing the two groups of people who were on the verge of a fight back two steps, leaving only a headless corpse and Zhao Yushu, whose life or death was unknown.

"He killed someone in Jiangning, so he should be handed over to the Jiangning government office for punishment." Li Jian answered loudly.

Although Jiangning was the territory of Duke Yue, the person who was killed was his son, so he had to avoid suspicion both morally and logically. The new prefect of Jiangning had not yet taken office, and this gap would give all parties enough room to operate. He believed that as long as they could delay for a few days, the academy would definitely be able to make arrangements.

"Not appropriate! He killed the son of the Duke. This is a matter of state, and he should be handed over to Xijing for punishment!" The prince objected on the spot. What a joke! If he didn't take the opportunity to capture Zhao Yushu and bring him to his territory, would he still be waiting for the academy to snatch him away? What if the academy found out the cause of death of the little beggar? Then Wang Shaolin would deserve to be put to death. If he participated in this matter, he would certainly be accused by some censors of being narrow-minded and unfit to be a king. He would not even be able to get the position of the prince.

Li Jian was about to object when the prince interrupted him: "Why, what I said is not in line with the law of the country? Or does the academy want to challenge the law of the country?"

Li Jian hesitated for a moment without saying anything. Sun Wuyang's face changed several times. He looked at Wu Ziheng, only to see the other party shook his head, then sighed and retreated.

"Since the Crown Prince and the Prince have made their decision, please take Zhao Yushu out. We will be in seclusion in Wangjiang Tower today. We will not be involved in worldly affairs for three years."

The shocking degree of the post's words was comparable to Zhao Yushu's killing of the young Duke. The sudden closure of the largest sect in the southeast meant that there were countless more opportunities and positions in the entire southeast. Immediately, the representatives of several major sects forgot about the death of their own talents and quickly calculated how to get a piece of the pie within three years.

Zhao Yushu's consciousness was in chaos.

There are already countless black lines in the Qi Sea, which are the toxins that have invaded the Dantian.

Above the Qi Sea, four magic weapons were suspended. Countless black silk threads were about to approach, but Madam Xu shook them lightly, and was about to use her indestructible sharp aura to strangle all the poisons that dared to approach. However, Chengying slowly approached and circled around Madam Xu a few times in an almost flattering manner.

Madam Xu stopped trembling, and Chengying began to spin as if cheering. A huge suction force appeared above the qi sea, and all the wisps of black air were absorbed by Chengying. A barely detectable black line appeared on the originally translucent sword body.

The Crown Prince, Wang Shaolin, and Zhang Chun who provided the poison, never could have anticipated that Zhao Yushu's snow mountain had already collapsed, and floating there at this moment were magical weapons that could make any cultivator in the world jealous.

But the poison was not reputation for being powerful in vain, and the part that invaded Zhao Yushu's sea of ​​qi did cause serious injuries. After the toxins around the magic weapon were absorbed by Chengying, Minghong trembled slightly, and the sea of ​​qi suddenly churned continuously, swallowing up all the spiritual energy in the sea of ​​qi like a whale sucking water, and then drops of golden spiritual power dripped slowly, and the last drop of spiritual liquid was shiny black. Minghong shook it lightly and threw the drop of venom to Chengying.

Zhao Yushu opened his eyes.

The space was very cramped, as if I was in a very small room, and this small house looked somewhat familiar.

And the house was still shaking slightly.

"Huh? It's really strange. You are worthy of being Mr. Liu." A sharp voice sounded beside him. Zhao Yushu tried to move his eyes and saw a fair-skinned and beardless old man sitting on the cushion close to the wall.

"you are?"

"This old servant and Mr. Liu met upstairs."

Ah, it’s the old eunuch beside the prince, interior scene!

Zhao Yushu's consciousness gradually became clear: "Crown Prince?"

"Your Highness has already returned to Xijing. I, this old servant, would like to escort you or protect you."

"protect me?"

The old eunuch smiled and nodded: "Old Man Wuxi has been following you for three days. I don't know whether he wants to see you die or live."

Zhao Yushu tried hard and slowly sat up: "You are talking so profoundly. Why do I feel like this room is shaking?"

The old eunuch laughed: "There is no house at all, this is a carriage, my Sixth Master."

Carriage? Zhao Yushu was stunned and quickly opened the curtain beside him. The thick trees outside were retreating one by one.

"This, this carriage?"

"It was sent by the princess. She said it's more comfortable than a prisoner's carriage."

Prison van?

Zhao Yushu had a bewildered look on his face. His last memory was that he killed Wang Shaolin with a single knife. Unfortunately, he failed to kill his father and the prince. But it wasn't a pity. With this old eunuch around, he couldn't even get close to the prince.

"Are you the only one escorting me?"

The old eunuch shook his head and said, "As for the monks, I am enough alone. There are 500 Jinwu guards in front and behind the carriage to make a scene. Mortals dare not come. As for the monks, I am not afraid unless the master comes."

Zhao Yushu laughed: "What if he comes?"

"That old slave can still run back to Xijing and report the news."

The two laughed in unison, and Zhao Yushu suddenly realized a problem.

"This is a prison van. They are taking me to stand trial. Where are we going to be tried?"

The old eunuch chuckled a few times and said, "Your case is too serious. Naturally, there is only one place in the world that can try you."

The old eunuch looked toward the northwest, and Zhao Yushu followed his gaze, crossing the Qinling Mountains, crossing the Yellow River, passing through Tongguan, and landing in front of the gate of the largest city in the world.

Xijing.

Chang'an!