Chapter 321: The So-Called Right Path, Go to Hell

"The Great Song Dynasty, the second son of the prime minister, Wang Ren."

Seeing the opportunity derived from the Qiangu APP, Wang Ren did not hesitate. He sent a message to Butler Xiao, and his figure appeared in the air.

At a speed of four thousand kilometers per hour, Xiao Qi quickly flew towards the southwest.

Arriving outside the country, where tens of thousands of Chinese troops were stationed, Wang Ren quietly passed through the passage to another world.

Instead of talking to Nanman Queen Wen Chun, Wang Ren arrived at the capital of Dasong Dynasty as quickly as possible.

"Wang Ren, the second son of Wang Yang, the Prime Minister of the Great Song Dynasty, was twenty years old and had excellent martial arts talent. He entered the acquired first level at the age of six, entered the innate level three years ago, and was promoted to the fourth innate level at the age of twelve. Since then, his cultivation has not improved. He retreated and fell into the congenital state at the age of sixteen. He has been unable to recover since then and has been wandering around flowers all day long. At the age of twenty, he has reached the sixth level of acquired status. "

His spiritual sense searched around the capital of Dasong Dynasty, and Wang Ren got the information about this 'former genius'.

The first reaction was that the so-called No. 1 dandy of Dasong was hiding his power and biding his time to avoid suspicion of the prime minister Wang Yang.

However, in Wang Ren's perception, the Dasong Dynasty implemented the separation of military and political affairs. Only the prime minister Wang Yang, who was the head of civil servants, did not have any military power in his hands and would not be suspected by the Dasong Emperor at all.

The Emperor Da Si had been on the throne for nineteen years, and his martial arts cultivation had reached the third level of innate cultivation. He was in the prime of life and had at least fifty or sixty years of life left.

Prime Minister Wang Yang is an ordinary weak scholar, with no more than the fourth level of acquired cultivation, and is over fifty years old. Comparing the two, there is no hidden worry.

This is actually interesting.

"Prince, please drink."

"Master, you hurt me."

"Sir, you haven't drank from me yet."

It was already past two o'clock in the morning. Except for the nightclub street where Jiaofangsi was located, the entire capital of Dasong was under curfew. As the number one dandy in Dasong, Wang Ren naturally stayed overnight at Jiaofangsi.

In addition, Wang Ren also called three high-quality oirans with good looks and talents to drink and have fun together until dawn.

"squeak."

Suddenly, a breeze blew by and the windows made a slight noise.

The three gauze beauties who originally took the initiative to embrace each other fell asleep silently, and then a beautiful woman in white appeared in the room.

Although her face was covered with a translucent white gauze, her looming stunning appearance and her invisible aura declared her allure to the world.

The only young handsome guy in the room who was awake had only a trace of obsession flashing in his eyes, followed by more disgust.

It was this saint, the so-called leader of the righteous path, Tian Xin Zhai, who made an inexplicable prophecy of destiny, saying that as an emperor, he would bring endless military disasters to the world in the future, thus completely ruining his originally glorious life.

At the beginning, Wang Ren struggled, but he was hit by the 'poison of weak water' at some point, making all his efforts in vain.

Tian Xin Zhai, who has always openly supported the royal family of Da Si, has never lacked the 'Sage' who is at the peak of the innate world. He controls the prophecy of the destiny, and his majesty cannot be questioned.

In the past ten years, there were constant natural disasters in Dasong, and the borderlands were also unstable. There was a danger of "the rise of outstanding people and the change of dynasties". No one dared to question Tianxinzhai's "divination".

As the head of civil servants, his father also acquiesced to this situation for the sake of the world, which made Wang Ren, the son of a human being, completely despairing.

"Why, you finally can't wait to take my life?"

Wang Ren calmly refilled himself a glass of old wine and asked with a contemptuous smile.

"I'm just here to take away the last royal energy from you. It won't hurt your life, and I will also remove your weak water poison. After today, Tianxinzhai will not target you again."

She frowned slightly and then quickly relaxed. The beautiful woman with a cool face took out a gourd engraved with black and white Tai Chi patterns. Without any nonsense, she slapped the opponent with her palm.

"Ha, that's ridiculous."

Facing the palm wind of the innate sixth-level warrior, Wang Ren, who was only an acquired sixth-level warrior, did not even think about resisting, nor did he close his eyes and wait, looking at the opponent coldly.

"puff."

After being struck by the palm, Wang Ren spat out a mouthful of yellowish blood, which was absorbed by the Tai Chi gourd.

A pill appeared in the hand of the stunning woman, and she quickly threw it into the opponent's mouth: "This is the antidote to the poison of weak water. From now on, you can fly as high as the sky."

"waterfall."

Before the stunning woman could finish her words, Wang Ren, who had taken the antidote, spat out a large mouthful of blood, with a touch of rich black color in the blood.

"how come?"

Seeing the scene in front of her, Meng Bingyao couldn't help but scream in surprise.

According to the pre-conceived idea, after the other party takes the antidote, years of accumulation will bring the other party's cultivation level back to the fourth level of innateness, or even to a higher level. This can be regarded as their Tianxinzhai's compensation for this fake destiny person.

However, the other party's appearance now looks more like the poison has worsened.

In her doubts, Meng Bingyao did not hesitate. She moved the zhenqi in her hand and patted the other person's heart to help him dispel the poison.

However, after her zhenqi entered his body, instead of improving, the son of the prime minister's condition did not improve. Instead, he vomited two large mouthfuls of black blood in a row and lost his breath completely.

"This is?"

Frowning, Meng Bingyao quickly guessed that she had been plotted against, or that her master had hidden something from her.

"boom."

At this time, the door of the room opened without warning. The two guards guarding the door saw that their young master was dead behind the table and there was an alien female assassin present, and they immediately blew the whistle.

At the same time, the two guards also attacked at the same time.

The master humiliated the minister and they died. As guards, they were already guilty of death for not being able to protect the young master.

Even if they died at the hands of the assassin, it would be better than going back to report intact. If they were not well, they might be angered by the prime minister and implicate the whole family.

"Humph."

Seeing the two high-level martial arts guards who were not afraid of death, Meng Bingyao did not delay here and broke the window and left.

The two guards who saw the assassin escaped looked at each other, one of them chased after him, and the other was ready to carry the second young master back to the prime minister's residence to report.

However, when the guard came to the table and prepared to carry the second young master back to the mansion, he only saw a set of bloody gorgeous clothes left there empty.

At this moment, the guard was ashamed, but he did not dare to delay and took the second son's robe back to report.

And at this early morning, two pieces of news spread throughout the capital overnight and spread to the surrounding Taoist temples.

First, the prime minister's second son died at the hands of Tianxinzhai's contemporary saint Meng Bingyao, and his body was not found; second, the aura of the prime minister's second son Wang Ren was not the aura of the emperor, but the aura of a good minister who assisted the government throughout the ages. The peerless genius was unjustly killed and ruined the national destiny of Dasong.

Especially the latter, which made many famous people in the court and the public mourn.

After learning the bad news and the truth, Prime Minister Wang Yang spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

As the prime minister's disciples and old friends, hundreds of officials in the capital jointly wrote a letter to severely punish the murderer.

"Do you understand this situation?"

Hidden in the sky above the capital of Dasong, Wang Ren smiled and looked at the residual soul beside him that was protected by his spiritual power.

Similarly, Wang Ren did not help his colleague from another world, but waited to fulfill his wish.

"Someone plotted against Tianxinzhai and the royal family of Dasong. This year, there have been many natural disasters and man-made disasters in Dasong, and many people have risen up. If it weren't for my father coordinating yin and yang and leading the court, I don't know how many people in Dasong would have claimed to be kings. After this incident, my father will definitely resign and retire, and the people behind the scenes can take advantage of the situation to stir up wars in various parts of Dasong and achieve their plans."

At this moment, Wang Ren's residual soul no longer had resentment in his eyes, and he was clear and analyzed the current situation in a clear and logical manner.

"Who is the mastermind behind the scenes?"

Knowing that the second son of the prime minister was not as self-destructive as he seemed, Wang Ren asked with interest.