Nanhuang Star, Royal City Palace.

As Yu Ling walked on the familiar road, he felt as if he had lived in another world. The noise and war at the border and the endless chaos and void had become things in his memories. What now appeared in front of him was peace and tranquility.

, the exquisite pavilions and the deep and simple architecture of the Void Fortress seem to be separated into two worlds.

When he left, the people of the Eighth Battalion were happy and worried. They were happy that Wen Wei had disappeared forever into the depths of the void, but they were worried about the return of the Twelfth Battalion, and that Pingdan Nao had not been heard from until now, and Piluo

I don't know when they will attack the North Gate again.

It was only later that Yu Ling learned that through some special means, one could attract a large amount of flames, but generally no one would seek death if nothing happened. Hong Zhen's acting skills were very good. When Yu Ling left the border,

I also heard that this guy lived a very prosperous life as a meritorious official, but Li Hengwang said that he would help Yu Ling take care of this guy.

In fact, Yu Ling didn't care much about this. He had no good or bad feelings towards Hong Zhen, they just had different positions. He had too many things to deal with, and he didn't have time to specifically trouble these people.

"Sir, do you want to meet His Majesty the Southern King?"

Next to Yu Ling was a thin man, who at first glance seemed to have no hair, and even had some wrinkles on his face.

But this "little old man" has changed a lot compared to when he was in the slave camp. Yu Ling specially rewarded him with a few pills to restore his vitality, and also helped him get rid of the chaotic toxins in his body, so it was only a day for others.

Even older than a day ago, Bi Xuanhe is in a state of "rejuvenating his youth".

For such a simple gesture, Bi Xuanhe burst into tears of gratitude. Yu Ling didn't know how reliable his loyalty was, but he knew that Bi Xuanhe's principle was that the king should not betray his ministers, and the ministers should not betray the king. This was very important to Yu Ling.

That was enough. So after the slave riot, he asked Bi Xuanhe to return to Nanhuang Star first, planning to bring him to Western Union to play for him in the future.

"Is His Majesty Nan Wang free now?" Yu Ling asked casually.

"Well, sir, you know that your Majesty is quite busy every day. Today he went for an outing in Taiming Mountain. If there is anything urgent, you can go directly to Prime Minister Yu." Bi Xuanhe said with a smile.

Although he had been living in a slave camp before and had almost never stepped out, many slaves would reveal some of the outside world when recalling their lives with emotion, so Bi Xuanhe's impression of Nan Yanhe still remained at the top of the southern border.

In his dandy state, he doesn't know the latter's true face hidden under the appearance of trash.

"The snow hasn't melted yet, so what's the point of outing? This is really too much." Yu Ling couldn't help shaking her head, feeling that Nan Yanhe was playing the role of a foolish king all day long, and his brain was out of control.

Bi Xuanhe couldn't answer, but he was surprised. At first, he thought Yu Ling was an important minister of the royal family, but hearing his tone, it didn't seem like the relationship between a monarch and his ministers with Nan Yanhe, which made him more and more curious about Yu Ling's relationship.

True identity.

"Prime Minister, I'll find him later. Now I have to go to the dungeon. You wait for me at the door." Yu Ling ordered.

"Okay." Bi Xuanhe nodded simply.

This is another point that Yu Ling appreciates about him. Bi Xuanhe is curious, but he knows very well what should be asked and what should not be asked.

When he arrived at the dungeon door, Yu Ling directly showed his imperial token, walked towards the deepest cell, and asked the guard by the way: "How is the prisoner in the innermost place?"

"Is this the warrior you are talking about, sir?" The guard shook his head and said, "That's it. He's half-dead all day long. We don't have anyone to torture him. He just sits there in a daze every day. He's probably going crazy from boredom."

"He didn't have any other extreme reactions?" Yu Ling asked again.

"No, quite honest." The guard thought for a while, then suddenly slapped his forehead and said: "Oh, by the way, a few months ago, when we went to deliver food to him, he asked us if Wen Wei was there, but at that time Wen Wei

Your Excellency has already gone to the border, so we ignored him, and we don’t know when Mr. Wen will come back.”

"Okay, I probably know, you can go and do your work." After Yu Lingping retreated from the guards, he came to the depths of the dungeon alone.

Wu Youqiu was still wrapped in chains, his hair was disheveled, and he was filthy and even more miserable than a beggar. He turned his back to the cell door and remained motionless, even though he clearly heard Yu Ling's undisguised footsteps.

Yu Ling set up a sound barrier and said directly: "Elder Wu, how have you considered it after these few months?"

Wu Youqiu, who was originally like a corpse, turned around, his sharp eyes penetrated the messy hair on his forehead, and said in a deep voice: "Wen Wei... I thought you were dead outside."

"You're not dead, so of course I'm fine too." Yu Ling said with a smile.

"Ha, seeing that you have changed your appearance again, you must have been targeted by Lone Star. How can you call everything okay?" Wu Youqiu said sarcastically.

Yu Ling smiled faintly and said noncommittally: "I feel relieved to see that Elder Wu is still energetic. If your stay here is okay, then I will talk to you another day." After that, he prepared to leave.

Wu Youqiu gritted his teeth angrily, his voice almost squeezing out from between his teeth: "Are you still finished?"

Yu Ling turned around, with a calm expression but with silent oppression, and said slowly: "It depends on your attitude, Elder Wu. If you haven't recognized your situation, I can't help you. I think once you go beyond refining fire,

Zong has set a deadline for your mission, and your identity there has been cancelled, so will they treat you as a traitor? I'm very curious."

Wu Youqiu's face was filled with ice: "It would be a pity for a vicious person like you not to come to the Fire Refining Sect."

"A prize, a prize, a prize."

After a period of dead silence, Wu Youqiu suddenly said: "It is Duke Ruiya's order to assassinate you."

"Oh? Not Tianshang Gong? I remember that Wang Anyuan was captured by Tianshang Gong's people at that time."

"I told you at the time that I am not on the same side as them."

"That's a coincidence." Yu Ling said sarcastically.

Wu Youqiu added with a cold face: "It's not a coincidence. I have been monitoring Tianshang Gong's movements, so when they attacked Wang Anyuan, I thought this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so I launched an attack on you in advance.

assassination plan."

"These things are meaningless anymore, let's say something valuable."

"for example?"

"For example, why did the Fire Refining Sect ask you to come to the southern border? By the way, you can also tell me about Ning Chengxue's mission."

"Ning Chengxue has defected." Wu Youqiu said coldly.

"But I want to know what his original orders were."

Wu Youqiu hesitated for a moment, then said slowly: "The sect leader asked him to come to the southern border to strive to establish cooperative relations with powerful princes."

"The same to you?"

"I was supposed to go to the Western Region, but I didn't expect Ning Chengxue to be from Lone Star, so this matter fell on me."

"Why are you going to the West?"

"To understand Zian's affairs."

Yu Ling knew that Wu Youqiu was extremely resistant in his heart, so he didn't mind interrogating him one by one like he was squeezing out toothpaste: "I heard that Xie Zian is an orphan that Guan Yiqing picked up from the Western Region. Is that true?"

A trace of shock flashed across Wu Youqiu's eyes, and he blurted out: "How did you know?!"

"So you went to the Western Region to help him find his life story?" Yu Ling simply ignored his question.

"No..." Wu Youqiu was still in a daze. He was becoming more and more elusive about Yu Ling's identity. He was like a veteran of the Fire Refining Sect, knowing all the secrets.

So in this trance state, Yu Ling's soul power began to work subtly, inducing Wu Youqiu to say unconsciously: "The sect master should know Xie Zian's identity, but he didn't tell anyone. He originally wanted to

Let me go to the Western Region to look for some things, which are said to be very helpful for Xie Zian’s cultivation. But those things are very weird. It is said that they are going to a planet called Dengyun Star..."

Dengyunxing? Isn’t that the hometown of Yanhun?

A flash of inspiration flashed in Yu Ling's heart. More than a hundred years ago, Yan Hun was captured from Dengyun Star and sent to the Fire Refining Sect, which almost wiped out his spiritual intelligence. But now, listening to Wu Youqiu's meaning, Xie Zian seems to have a lot of connections there.

Thousands of relationships.

It seems that when Guan Yiqing went to Climb Yunxing, he discovered more than just Yanhun, a true soul beast.

Wu Youqiu told Yu Ling the items needed for Xie Zian's cultivation in detail. Those terms were indeed full of weirdness, such as the branches and buds of Gao Teng, the rough stone of Sanqiu, the ground crystals of Zhibei Mountain... and so on, they didn't sound big.

Like a treasure from heaven and earth.

But Yuling still kept this information firmly in mind, which not only related to Xie Zian's identity, but also helped to understand Dengyunxing.

At this time, Wu Youqiu had woken up from his trance. He looked at Yu Ling warily and said coldly: "Anyway, Xie Zian's affairs are no longer under my control. That's all I have to say. Now it's your turn to show some sincerity.

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Chapter completed!