Chapter 3545 Enemy

The death of Emperor Shaka was a disaster for the soldiers of the Emperor Demon family.

Especially the third lady, who has been finding fault with them recently, saying that the young patriarch was killed because of their lax patrolling.

God knows, that's the Young Patriarch, they are so small, how dare they question where the Young Patriarch went.

Fortunately, the team leader was clever and used an excuse to prevaricate the past, and they were exempted from being punished.

Although he didn't get along with the team leader for a long time, because of the matter of Emperor Shijia, Emperor Xin had a very high status in the minds of this group of personal soldiers.

Earlier, Di Xin showed his face in front of Di Jingtian. He escorted the Xi Nansi sister and brother back. Afterwards, I don't know if it was what the little girl Xi Nansi used, but Di Jingtian looked at Di Xin differently and promoted her to be a team leader.

Di Xin just took advantage of this opportunity to carefully investigate the group of people in the guest house.

Those people are obviously not members of the Emperor Mo family, and their whereabouts are also very strange. According to the observations of Emperor Xin and his personal soldiers these days, there are about twenty or thirty people in the courtyard, including an old man and a middle school. Year, should be their head.

Di Xin hadn't officially met those people yet, but on that day, Di Xin did indeed see that the man who appeared on the night Di Shijia disappeared, finally returned to the Emperor Mo family.

Di Xin was still not sure whether the other party was the gang of people in the guest house.

Even if he confirmed the identity of the other party, Di Xin had no evidence at hand.

When Tishka died, not even the corpse was found, and his servant disappeared without a trace after Tishka died.

After observing the past few days, Di Xin can be sure that this time must be related to Xi Jiuye.

However, unless he can produce irrefutable evidence or find the body of Tishka, the death of Tishka can only be a headless koan.

However, I am afraid that it will be too late.

Di Xin has already gotten the wind, Di Jingtian has planned to re-elect the patriarch of Shao Shao, and Xi Jiuye has worked hard to manage it, but due to his bloodline, it is impossible to become the patriarch of the young man.

Di Xin just wanted to see what Xi Jiuye would do in this battle for the young patriarch.

Di Xin was thinking about it when he heard footsteps approaching.

The leader was a plain-clothed woman. Even though she was dressed in filial piety, she still had an irresistible enchanting aura between her brows.

"Three ladies."

As soon as the person came, the members of the Guards couldn't help but feel numb, and saluted respectfully.

The domineering and domineering woman in front of her is exactly Emperor Shakya's mother, Emperor Shakya.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come.

Di Xin had not dealt with Di Qiluo directly, but when he looked at God Qiluo, he felt a sense of discomfort.

"Are you the new captain of the Guards?"

Di Qiluo looked gloomy and glared at Di Xin.

When she came back from Di Jingtian earlier, she was already full of fire.

Just now, he went to arrange a funeral for Di Shajia. Since Di Shajia's body has not yet been found, Di Qiluo asked her husband Zhan Teng to prepare a coffin, which contained the things used by Emperor Shajia during his lifetime.

Zhan Teng wanted to bring the coffin in from the main gate, but he was blocked. The guards at the gate said that the coffin must be inspected before entering the palace.

Di Qiluo was used to being domineering in the Emperor Mo family, and he had never encountered such a thing before.

A few small personal soldiers dared to search Shi Jia's coffin, which was paid.

When Di Qiluo heard this, he immediately became furious.

She scolded Zhan Teng fiercely and went directly to the captain of the personal soldiers to settle the account.

This voice made Di Xin's eyes widen.

He would never forget this voice no matter what.

Back then, when he was a baby in the swaddling clothes, it was this voice.

On his body, the lifeline of the Emperor Demon who had been silent for a long time, at this moment, his blood suddenly boiled.

The five Emperor Demon lifelines on his body... Emperor Xin's hands tightened unconsciously.

In my memory, a certain string was touched all of a sudden.

Di Xin remembered that when he was still in the swaddling clothes,

It was this voice that personally abolished his five emperor and demon lifelines.

At that time, when he was still in swaddling clothes, he had no power to hold the chicken. Although he could not see the woman's face clearly, Di Xin could never forget that voice and that breath.

Seeing that Di Xin didn't say a word, Di Qiluo became more and more annoyed, she stepped forward, raised her hand and slapped her in the face.

"The daring dog slave is here, and when Mrs. Ben asks you, you dare not answer."

When she slapped her face, Di Xin's eyes sank.

"lady."

Di Xin didn't dodge, his eyes were like torches, and he looked straight at Di Qiluo.

Di Qiluo's palm stagnated in mid-air, and the whole person instantly stiffened.

This kind of feeling, as if the body was suddenly fixed by someone.

Looking closely, the other party didn't make a move at all, and he didn't even release half of his strength.

But Di Qiluo couldn't move at all, and being stared at by the other's faint amber eyes, Di Qiluo felt uncomfortable, and even had difficulty breathing.

After all, Di Qiluo is also an emperor with seven lives, and his cultivation is not weak.

Di Qiluo was secretly surprised when someone hurried up behind her.

"Qiluo, calm down."

Di Qiluo's husband, Zhan Teng, grabbed Di Qiluo.

"Wool, let you do such a thing, you can't do it, what's the use of keeping you."

Di Qiluo was angry and waved Zhan Teng away.

Zhan Teng staggered, barely standing.

His eyes dimmed, he sighed, and stepped aside.

For Di Qiluo's domineering, Zhan Teng has become accustomed to it.

"Third master, third lady."

Di Xin was neither cold nor indifferent, and saluted.

"You're called Feng Wu, right? Let me ask you why you stopped my son's coffin."

Di Qiluo questioned, taking the opportunity to look at the newly appointed captain of the guard.

However, I saw the man in his mid-thirties, with a thin layer of green beard under his cheeks. He was not very tall, but his body was very strong.

The man's appearance is not outstanding, but his eyes are bright.

When he saw Di Qiluo and his wife, he didn't have the flamboyant appearance of general retainers, but he just gave a flat salute.

The last captain of the Imperial Guard of the Emperor Mo family, unfortunately died when Emperor Shijia went to the Gobi Gobi to fight the evil god.

The captain of the personal guard was newly promoted by Di Jingtian, and he was said to be the best player in a hundred.

Di Qiluo was a little unconvinced at first, but when they confronted each other today, they found that the opponent, not to mention other things, was superior to others in terms of momentum.

"Third Madam, it's not that you want to stop your coffin, but the owner of the house ordered that anyone who wants to enter the house must be searched for the safety of the house. My personal soldiers are not trying to stop Madam, but want to check the coffin."

Di Xin's words were indifferent, although his heart was already stormy, his mouth was indifferent, and he continued to explain.