Chapter 1881: Into the palace

Langfeng nodded: "I watched Lord Gorefiend die before my eyes."
"What about Yin Wuji, how did he die?" Prince Twenty-Two asked with a sullen face.
Langfeng shook his head: "I didn't see with my own eyes how Yin Wuji died, but he should have died in the hands of the woman in red, because the woman in red had weapons of Yin Wuji. "
"Lady in red?"
Hearing Wolf Wind's words, a figure suddenly appeared in Prince Twenty-Two's mind.
"The woman in red is called Hong Ling?"
Wolf Feng nodded: "Yes, she is too powerful. Many of our brothers were killed by her. No one is her opponent, even Lord Blood Demon..."
He didn't go on to say the following words.
The twenty-two prince was silent for a while, and his face was extremely gloomy.
Before that, he had never thought that this action would cause such a huge loss.
Especially the deaths of the Gorefiend and Yin Wuji, it was as if he had broken his wings, and his wings were not as good as before.
Prince Twenty-Two took a deep breath, and suddenly looked at Wolf Wind.
"They are all dead, why are you not dead?"
His tone was extremely gloomy, and even gloomy was full of undisguised killing intent. It seemed that as long as Langfeng's answer could not satisfy him, he would kill the opponent without hesitation.
Langfeng also felt the killing intent emanating from Prince Twenty-Two, and his heart suddenly felt awe-inspiring.
After hesitating, Langfeng said: "It was a man named Zhang Yifeng who deliberately let me go. He asked his subordinates to come back because he wanted his subordinates to pass you a word."
Hearing Zhang Yifeng's name, the corner of Prince Twenty-Two's mouth twitched unnaturally.
He found that he and Zhang Yifeng seemed to be natural rivals, but in the end he was the loser of everything that had a relationship with Zhang Yifeng.
And this time, he suffered a heavy loss!
Taking a deep breath, holding back the anger in his heart, the twenty-two prince asked: "What is he asking you to take?"
Langfeng said with a complicated expression: "He asked me to tell you that between him and you, I won't just forget it."
boom!
After Langfeng finished speaking, Prince Twenty-Two instantly angered from his heart, grabbed another precious jade on the table and threw it to the ground.
"Zhang Yifeng!"
The twenty-two prince roared, his chest rising and falling, obviously he was angry.
After a long time, he slowly calmed down from his anger.
"You go down first." Prince Twenty-Two said weakly.
Langfeng was stunned for a moment, and then backed away.
"Have you heard everything?"
When Langfeng left, Prince Twenty-Two said to his side.
He was the only one in the room. Is it possible that what he said just now was speaking to the air?
But at this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly rang.
"I heard."
This voice appeared hoarse and vicissitudes of life, as if it had penetrated the endless space, and reached the ears of the twenty-two princes.
The twenty-two prince was silent for a long time before he said: "If you make a move, how sure are you?"
There was a brief silence in the room.
After a long time, the hoarse voice rang again.
"Thirty percent."
The twenty-two prince frowned, seeming to be very dissatisfied with the answer, and asked, "Are you not sure about it?"
In the darkness, the voice rang again.
"Blood Demon and Yin Wuji are not weak, especially Yin Wuji. Although he is weaker than me, he is not much worse. The opponent can kill him, which shows that the strength is indeed very strong."
"The reason why I have a 30% certainty is because the method I practice is very special."
Prince Twenty-two nodded.
In Pingluohou's Mansion, he had seen Hong Ling's strength with his own eyes, but at the time he felt that Hong Ling was powerful, but he was not so powerful.
But now, he found that he was wrong, and it was very wrong!
The red spirit who followed Zhang Yifeng was too strong!
"It seems that I have to find that one." Prince Twenty-Two sighed quietly and said.
In the darkness, the voice did not appear again, and Prince Twenty-Two pushed open the door of the house and walked out.
The next day.
After breakfast, Zhang Yifeng and others walked in the direction of the Dali Palace.
However, because the royal city has a forbidden air formation, they did not fly with swords, but chose to walk there.
Dali Wangcheng is a big city, divided into five areas in total, and the palace is located in the most central Kylin district.
Although it was walking, the speed of everyone was not slow, and soon they came to the foot of the palace.
"who?"
The arrival of Zhang Yifeng and others immediately aroused the vigilance of several palace guards.
Qiu Lin seemed to have known it a long time ago, but saw him come forward and took out his prince order.
"Quickly report, I have something to see His Majesty the King."
The guard glanced at the prince's order in Qiu Lin's hand, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly said: "It turns out that Qiuhou is here. Please wait here for a while, and the villain will report."
After speaking, the guards are about to walk into the palace.
But just as he turned around, a voice full of majesty suddenly came from the depths of the palace.
"The widows already know about this, let Qiuhou and the others come in."
The guard was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted. He knew that this was the voice of His Majesty the King.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The guard said respectfully, then turned to Qiulin and said, "Master Hou, please."
Qiulin nodded, and then walked towards the depths of the palace with Zhang Yifeng and others.
Zijin Palace, this is where the King of Dali met with his officials, but the Kingdom of Dali is a country of monks, so it is more of a symbolic place, and few people will appear here on weekdays.
But at this moment, there were many people sitting on both sides of the table.
These people have a long breath and majesty in their eyes, and at first glance they are people who have been in high positions for a long time.
On the ninety-nine steps of the Purple Golden Palace, on a luxurious seat, sat an old man wearing a purple and gold robe.
The old man looked very old, but his eyes were full of sharp edges, and a king's aura radiated from the old man from time to time.
This old man is the king of the Dali Kingdom!
At this time, a middle-aged man in the left seat suddenly stood up.
"Your Majesty, I heard that the Pingluo Hou Mansion has undergone drastic changes, I wonder if this is true?"
It was Taiping Hou Zhong Chuyun, one of the three great princes of the Dali Kingdom.
As the three great princes, Zhong Chuyun had a deep contradiction with Wanyan Xiarong, Ping Luan Hou, so the tone of his speech just now also showed a somewhat gloating look.
When everyone heard Zhong Chuyun's words, everyone looked at the king.