As soon as this statement came out, the Eighth Prince was a little puzzled, but thought Mo Wentian was timid, and couldn't help but feel proud.

"Since I admire you, then go away and don't mess with my eyes."

Although he saw Mo Wentian surrender, he did not add any favors. After all, this person took Zheng Yuer's Red Pill and wanted to kill him, but now it is obviously not suitable to take action.

Mo Wentian ignored it and just said to himself: "The Eight Prince is extremely brave, so I naturally admire him."

The Eighth Prince snorted coldly and said proudly: "I will say whatever I have in my heart. I have long admired Duke Zheng, but I am just talking nonsense."

Mo Wentian smiled and nodded and said, "It's true. I didn't expect the Eighth Prince to admit it so frankly. But since you have demoted yourself and are already a turtle-bag, how can you be as good as the Duke of Zheng?"

‘A bastard, you dare to insult me, you are looking for death!’

The Eighth Prince was furious immediately. He really couldn't figure it out. Is Mo Wentian going crazy? He dared to openly insult him. Is he thinking that he has a long life?

Not to mention the Eight Prince, including the Prince, the rest of the prince looked calm. Even if the Eight Prince was unbearable, it was not a mere Jindan Sect Master who could insult him. At this time, Mo Wentian was not as simple as etiquette in their eyes, but he was simply ungrateful.

"Boy, are you drunk? Are you crazy about drinking? Don't think that if you have the Duke of Zheng protect you, you can be so arrogant."

The seventh prince immediately stood up. Lao Ba was the same mother as his mother. He openly teased the king of the vassal states and had already lost the face of the Qin royal family. He could not see it at first, but that was his own business. However, the leader of the Jindan sect in Zheng State was rude and repeatedly joking. If he didn't teach a good lesson, not only Lao Ba was dissatisfied, but as his brother, he was also dissatisfied.

Mo Wentian was so frivolous that he smiled and said, "I don't mean to insult him. Since the Eighth Prince can write it out and make it public, why don't he admit it?"

The Eighth Prince was very puzzled and didn't understand why Mo Wentian was talking nonsense? This man was so disrespectful to him that he should have been cut into pieces. He turned around and pointed at him with his fingers, and a murderous intent flashed through his eyes. He really wanted to kill this man immediately.

However, just as he turned around, he was facing away from everyone. The candlelight flashed in the hall, and a light shone on his back. Everyone present stared at him, and his face became strange. They looked at each other but didn't say anything. There was a quiet needle in the hall.

At this time, the Eighth Prince also noticed something was wrong. He turned his head and looked at the strange expressions of everyone. He couldn't help but feel surprised, but he didn't understand why.

The Eight Prince has always acted arrogantly and never cared about what others think of him, but at this moment the eyes of these people were too strange, which made him feel a little confused. He immediately looked around, and he did not have the aura of being arrogant just now.

In the Qin royal family, the faces were ashen, including the prince of the king. The third prince Bashan was even more angry. He was originally a rough man, and at this time he didn't care about any occasion, he stood up and said, "Old Eighth, take off his coat and take a look."

The Eighth Prince was a little surprised, took off his coat in a few seconds, looked closely, and was stunned on the spot.

The third prince turned his back to his guests at this time, and his eyes fell on his back. Among the Qin royal family, someone said word by word: "I am the turtle!"

As soon as this said, everyone was immediately in an uproar, but the man came to his senses and couldn't help but say embarrassingly: "I'm not a turtle, but the third prince is."

When the third prince heard this, he immediately became angry. He turned around and recognized the man. He said angrily: "Lao Liu, I just rob your concubine, why do you want to hurt someone?"

The Sixth Prince was tough and snorted coldly, saying disdainfully: "You can write on your memorization, so no one is allowed to read it?"

The third prince's face changed and he hurriedly took off his outer shirt. He saw that there were six big words "I am a turtle!" written on it. Looking at the handwriting, the eighth prince's back was written by the same person.

"Who is the bastard?"

The Eighth Prince was so angry that he was trembling all over, and a furious voice echoed in the hall.

The young master Bashan was also furious and shouted angrily: "Who did this?"

"The handwriting is obviously from one person's hand." The Eighth Prince reacted quickly, and immediately turned his eyes and glared, and said sternly: "Mo Wentian, is it you who did it right? It must be you, only you are so bold."

At the end, he seemed sure that Mo Wentian was the one who roared angrily: "Okay, Mo Wentian, you dare to insult the royal family of the Qin Dynasty. It turns out that he is a newborn calf who is not afraid of the tiger. Today, you humiliate the royal family of the Qin Dynasty. I think you are a death sentence."

The Eighth Prince hated Mo Wentian for cutting his bones. Although he was written on his back without realizing it, he knew that this person might not have done it, but he understood that this was an opportunity to completely get rid of this person. If he had to deal with Mo Wentian in normal times, he would have been in the way. He could only do some small moves behind his back, but now it is different. He could kill this person on the spot on the spot, and I believe that others could not stop him.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately turned around and said in a deep voice: "Third brother, it must be this kid who has ill-intentioned intentions and is very bold. It must be that he can do such a thing!"

The young master Bashan has a bad temper. How can he tell what is right and wrong? He immediately shouted in anger: "Okay, Mo Wentian. I have always heard that you are brave. I didn't expect that today I would do such a ruthless thing. Even if you cut it into pieces, you can't forgive your sins."

As soon as he finished speaking, he poked out his big hand and grabbed Mo Wentian's neck.

Mo Wentian immediately dodged by the side. What didn’t he understand at this time? This was the Eighth Prince’s disaster and wanted to use this to get rid of himself.

"Young Master Bashan has the power to drive the mountain, but he is just brave but not scheming. You can take a serious joke from the Eighth Prince. How can you write your handwriting behind your back with the great perfection of the Golden Pill?"

Mo Wentian's voice was extremely disdainful, but it made Young Master Bashan calm down immediately. This kid was right! His strength was almost a fake baby. How could a Jindan Sect Master be able to write on his back?

Just as he was a little clear-headed, an uproar came from the seat at the top. The blood-thorned young master who had closed his eyes suddenly jumped up and pulled off the clothes of the Sixth and Seventh Princes.

But I saw the oil stains on it, which also said, "I am a turtle!" Liu Zi. Although his handwriting was relatively sloppy, he was like a retreat between the Young Master Bashan and the Eight Prince, which was obviously the same person.

In front of the vassal states, especially the envoy of the Great Chu State, such a ridiculous scene appeared, which made the prince's face dizzy and was so angry that he almost went crazy. His eyes spurted out fire and shouted at the two princes: "What the hell is going on?"

The Sixth Prince and the Seventh Prince looked at each other, but stared at the oily outer shirt stupidly, and said bitterly: "This... I don't know at all."

The prince immediately turned his head over, glared at the young master Bashan, and scolded him and said, "Third brother, you said."

The young master Bashan looked confused and shook his head and said, "This..., I don't know."

As soon as this said, the guests immediately looked at each other and were shocked. You must know that the Sixth Prince and the Seventh Prince were not strong enough, and the Eighth Prince was a drunken ghost, but the Young Master Bashan was a top-notch Golden Pill Master, ranked at the top of the list of the Neighboring Wastelands. It made people write on their backs without realizing it. It was really shocking to think about it.

Thinking of this, the monks present were shocked. Could it be that the real king of Nascent Soul did it?

But there are only three true Nascent Soul Kings present? Who would be playing with the Qin royal family here?

The prince obviously thought of this, and his face changed drastically. He looked at each other with Duke Jin Tang and Duke Xue Yong, and saw that the other party's face was a little unfair.

However, at this moment, the candle fires around suddenly faded away, and the hall was trapped in the darkness, and it was difficult to see the five fingers with his hand. Even the true king of the Nascent Soul like the Prince of Qin, he was always blind at this time.

Cultivators all look at night like day, but now they are like mortals, and can only be at a loss in the darkness. This sudden change is too strange. They are shocked and they immediately use their magic weapons to guard themselves with great vigilance.

This was obviously a kind of dark magical power, shrouded in the hall, and even the spiritual consciousness was completely blocked. The monks who were allowed to rely on the supreme magical powers were like blind people at this time, and they were immediately panicked. In an instant, they raised their mats and stood up, pulled their swords and pulled their swords, shouting and shouting, and mixed together.

The prince of the king looked frightened and immediately shouted loudly: "If there is an assassin, protect the enemy immediately!"

The Jindan guards guarding around the hall heard the sound and immediately grabbed the weapons and surrounded him. However, the prince Wang shouted at this time: "The guards who protect Princess Wanhua must not move one step. Those who violate the order shall be killed!"

However, he remained unchanged in the face of danger. Seeing that something was strange, he was afraid that the assassin would have an opportunity to take advantage of it in a mess.

With this order, the guards surrounding Princess Wanhua were indeed standing still, with their spears and steel knives facing the outside, and tightly surrounding Princess Wanhua's body.

Prince Wang saw that the Jindan guards were guarding each other and there was a shy flower man close to his body. Princess Wanhua should be fine, but he felt a little calm and shouted loudly: "Don't move around, be careful that the assassin can take advantage of the opportunity."

As soon as he finished speaking, the monks immediately responded in unison: "The prince's words are so much, and it should be like this!"
Chapter completed!