I'm The Emperor of All-Heavens

Chapter 835

"Is he going to be bad for Shouwang?"

After discovering the high priest's goal, Huang Feiyan tried to find opportunities while secretly wondering.

The prince, who had been in a coma for seven years and missed the throne of Prince, has always been the object of discussion in the capital. Although Huang Feiyan is not a woman with broken mouth, he is no stranger to King Shou.

On the day of the wedding, Dongyi plotted against the high priest's evil law with his own willpower for seven years, and finally woke up. This move was publicized by Wen Zhong and praised by the government and the public.

Even if the officials who didn't like the longevity King originally could not help admiring this willpower, Huang Feiyan was no exception.

Compared with the weak Weiziqi and weiziyan, she has always appreciated the powerful life king of Kong Wu.

Sometimes I think, if Shouwang didn't coma, she wouldn't be arranged by her father to marry Weiziqi.

But now it seems that Shouwang has not escaped bad luck.

The high priest of Dongyi went all the way to the hinterland of Dashang to remove the longevity king.

What hatred?

Not only did Huang Feiyan not understand their hatred, but the high priest's determination made her feel unreasonable.

You know, it's easier to come in than to go out. Even if the high priest can steal into the king's capital, once the king Shouwang is attacked and killed and his whereabouts are exposed, he will be surrounded immediately. At that time, how can the grand master Wen Zhong and her brother Huang Feihu let the old man go?

The position of the high priest in Dongyi is comparable to that of the patriarch "Yi". In order to kill a prince who has been unconscious for a long time and has been ignored, what is the purpose of putting himself in the danger of falling?

Obviously, the high priest also knew that this trip was a near death. The closer he was to King Shou's house, he walked more slowly and carefully. There were even tortoise shells and animal bones in his sleeves, colliding with each other.

"He is divining good or bad luck!"

Although Huang Feiyan's body is out of control, her eyes can still rotate.

As a result, her eyes bent and the corners of her mouth tilted slightly upward. The whole person made a funny expression and looked at the high priest.

The most important thing in this era is divination. All the upper class people, whether Dongyi gourong or Dashang, know divination.

Even if not, at least I can understand it.

So at this moment, Huang Feiyan vaguely saw that the high priest had calculated three times. Each divination was a great evil. He stayed closed, and it was still the kind of disaster that came from heaven.

"The key to the omen of the death of Jiuyi in Yin and Shang Dynasties lies in the third son of emperor B. this time I must kill him and never repeat the failure seven years ago!"

But looking at the divination of death, the high priest calmed down and his turbid eyes became extremely firm.

A moment later, the crowd was close to Prince Shou's house, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road. When they turned into an alley, the high priest slowly turned around and looked at Huang Feiyan.

Huang Feiyan knows that the other party is going to die.

She couldn't get rid of each other's control. She was bitter and unwilling, but there was no way. She had to close her eyes and wait for death,

"How dare the thief!"

Fortunately, at this moment, a thunderbolt roared down from the nine sky. Before the man arrived, the two long whips came first like a dragon and roared at the high priest.

"Wen Zhong!"

The high priest spits out a name that the nine Yi tribe is most afraid of. He takes out a cane from his arms and slaps it against Wen Zhong's male and female dragon whip.

When the two strong men fought, Huang Feiyan's maidens all collapsed to the ground and couldn't move. Huang Feiyan also felt the unprecedented ferocity of Qi and blood, but filled with hope of survival and struggled with luck.

Boom!

Finally, in the surging air waves, she fell to the ground and was disheartened. However, she finally obtained the control of her body and hid behind Wen Zhong for the first time.

"Jiangmen tiger girl!"

Wen Zhong protected Huang Feiyan, looked at the little girl with approval, and looked at the high priest: "you actually brought the Jiuli staff. It's really a blessing of my great business. Even people bring treasure. Leave it for me!"

Wen Zhong's practice of Taoism has been an expert among the three generations of apostasy. As a grand master of a country, he is blessed with national fortune in the king's capital. The high priest can match him, not because of his great progress in cultivation, but the cane in his hand, Jiuli stick, is a sacrificial tool to communicate with the ancient witch family. Seeing this treasure is like seeing the ancestral witch.

Wen Zhong is not surprised but happy.

This is a big merchant, not a Dongyi. There is a limit to the arrogance of the Jiuli staff. As long as it is consumed, it will be the big merchant who will win, and it is of great significance to seize the sacrificial utensils of Dongyi.

Sure enough, even if Huang Feiyan was distracted and defended, Wen Zhong gradually gained the upper hand with one attack and one defense.

On the contrary, the high priest was in the enemy camp. He heard a large number of people approaching, and his face became very ugly: "how did you know I was here?"

He really didn't understand that he had been very careful all the way. Even after approaching foam City, he didn't hesitate to control Huang Feiyan up and down, so that he could enter the city. It was incredible that Wen Zhong found him.

Wen Zhong said with a smile: "I have a Taoist friend named Han Zhixian. He took a fancy to your miraculous medicine of Dongyi. He was frightened by your protection and wandered outside to look for opportunities. Unexpectedly, you left secretly and noticed something wrong. He informed me with a spirit eagle. Sure enough, your coming here is not good for his highness Shouwang!"

Then the high priest realized that it was a mistake and revealed his deeds. He sighed, "is it the day?"

"God bless the great merchant!"

Wen Zhong saw a flash of vision: "my big business will destroy you Dongyi in the future, but you can't see that day!"

This was a pure heart attack. Unexpectedly, it hit the high priest's pain. He muttered to himself, "I must kill him! I must kill him!"

Huang Feiyan listened to the two people's dialogue and suddenly thought of the divination he had seen before. A flash of light flashed in her mind: "I see. It must be the divination that his highness Shouwang will destroy Dongyi in the future. The old man was desperate to kill his highness Shouwang!"

"Oh? Is there such a thing?"

Wen Zhong was stunned and stroked his beard: "Your Majesty didn't like his highness King Shou and wanted to pass the throne to Weiziqi. Your arrival is a turning point. You are determined to change the future seen by divination, but you don't know that the future will be promoted by you!"

Huang Feiyan said, "what the enemy doesn't want to see is what we want to do. After his highness Shouwang ascends the throne, he will lead our merchants to destroy all your savages in Dongyi and kill you all!"

"No! No!"

In their heart attack words, the high priest's green veins burst on his face and looked at the king Shou's house very ferociously. The bead chain on his neck cracked directly, and countless souls escaped. He quickly integrated into the Jiuli staff and flashed nine big characters——

Fierce, crazy, trumpet, death, fierce, fierce, destroy, destroy, cover!

For a moment, the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dim, as if on the day seven years ago, the old voice of the high priest turned into a deafening roar and spread throughout the capital:

"Shouwang died!"