Chapter 683

Hong Du Wei was born with a heroic heart. He talked about martial arts with Shen Zhenyi and admired him very much.

Of course, the power of the royal family is not that he can compete with a small city gate captain. However, when he heard that his friend was in trouble, his first reaction was not to shrink back, but to help as much as he could.

"After all, I'm a city gate guard, and I also have public office. Even if the people of the royal family are domineering and want to turn around, I'll always restrain a little in my presence..."

Of course, it depends on who the royal family comes to question. If it's those old monsters, it's his identity as the captain of the city gate. It's useless. People can crush him to death if they pinch him.

Lieutenant Hongdu knew this very well.

But he still didn't mean to flinch.

Empress Hong was very anxious and knew that lieutenant Hong's temper could not be stopped. She could only look at Shen Zhenyi for help.

Your old man is good at martial arts and is not afraid of anything. My husband is the sixth heaviest in the realm of God and man. As a little lieutenant, I'm afraid he can't even count mole ants in the struggle of big people, but don't drag him down and lose his life in vain!

Shen Zhenyi didn't know whether she understood her look or didn't mean it at all. She just smiled and said, "I appreciate Duwei's kindness. However, when I went to Wanxian Bureau, I just helped Miss yuan reason with the royal family. It's no big deal. Hongduwei's business is still important. Don't worry about us. I should come back and have a drink with Duwei in the evening."

If the royal family were reasonable, would they still have this reputation? If you don't agree, do you still want to go home for a drink? How is that possible?

Hong Duwei is both angry and funny. This friend has lofty aspirations. Although he has complained a lot, I'm afraid he doesn't know much about the dirt in Xuantian city.

He raised his head and said firmly, "you don't know the situation in the city, but don't be afraid. I'll take a leave and go with you in two days!"

Hong Duwei didn't talk to Shen Zhenyi either. He trotted out to ask for leave.

Empress Hong was at a loss, but she didn't know what to do.

Shen Zhenyi smiled, glanced at empress Hong, and said carelessly, "good and evil are rewarded, and straight people have their own straight path. Empress Hong doesn't have to worry. Duwei is lucky and I can protect him."

Empress Hong felt as if she had been seen through.

Did the other party know it was his own action?

Although he took off the hairpin, she didn't wear it before and didn't show her true face - after that, she was suspicious, but Shen Zhenyi's attitude towards her was the same, which made her feel lucky and hope that Shen Zhenyi didn't see through her identity.

Just now, maybe that's just a set of words to comfort yourself.

After all, the old man's sword skills are excellent, and his cultivation is the seventh highest in the realm of God and man. Even in the face of Royal people, he has some confidence, so he dares to guarantee that he can protect Lieutenant Hong - but why does the husband have to join in the fight between Immortals?

Mrs. Hong smiled bitterly, but there was nothing she could do. At most, she sneaked to the scene that day to see if she could protect her husband.

The undercurrent surges, needless to say.

Two days later.

Shen Zhenyi is used to getting up early. When the morning light is slightly dew, he sits quietly in the hospital and floats on the crystal throne to feel the power of heaven and earth.

Then make three achievements every day.

Time in this world always passes too fast.

Chu Huoluo remembered her master's promise and hurriedly reminded: "should we go to Wanxian bureau? Today seems to be the day when Miss yuan faced the questions of the Royal sect. Master, did you say you wanted to help him reason?"

"Exactly."

Hong Duwei also hurried from the city gate, changed his suit and said coldly, "I'll accompany brother Shen."

Shen Zhenyi opened his eyes slightly and said lazily: "then go."

In the eyes of the public, the royal family's inquiry may be a great event, but for him, it is just a small matter.

Wanxian bureau is still a long way from Hong Duwei's house. Shen Zhenyi is not in a hurry. He sits on the crystal throne and floats towards Wanxian Bureau.

The weather is bad these days. It has been raining.

But the rain was fresh and not disturbing.

When I came to the Qingshi alley at the gate of Wanxian Bureau, I saw that the blood stain was like a trace. Although it had been washed, it had not dissipated.

"This is where Prince yuan was killed."

Lieutenant Hong Du took a breath.

It's not the first time he came here. As a city gate lieutenant, he also came here with him to investigate the scene. The blood of the seventh expert in the realm of God and man splashed on the ground and imprinted a deep mark.

This blood represents both fear and a powerful force.

Let people remember!

Two bloodstains formed a huge fork, which was the place where the king of yuan was divided!

"Interesting."

Shen Zhenyi spoke calmly.

He noticed that the blood on the ground was still scorched.

This is the result that the sword intention of Shura tianzhifen has not completely converged - the shooter is the seventh expert in the realm of God and man. She has not mastered this sword completely, which shows that she is also a beginner.

That's interesting.

"Young master Shen, are you really here?"

Miss yuan has been waiting since the morning. Her heart is full of anticipation and anxiety.

She knew it was unreasonable to expect Shen Zhenyi to help her, and even to implicate her friends, but in this desperate situation, she always looked forward to miracles.

When Shen Zhenyi really appeared at the door of Wanxian Bureau, she felt sorry again and hurried out to meet her.

"If you agree to come, you will come naturally."

Shen Zhenyi's eyes moved away from the two bloodstains and nodded gently to miss yuan.

He patted the crystal throne and flew towards the gate of Wanxian Bureau.

Chu Huoluo and lieutenant Hong Du followed closely.

Hong Du's face was solemn and nervous, and he even had a sense of pride in returning to death.

"Hasn't the royal family come yet?"

Most of the guests gathered by Mr. Yuan Da before Wanxian bureau had dispersed when he died. Now, in the face of life and death crisis, less than half of those who mix food and drink have scattered like birds and animals. The originally empty square in front of the door has become even more deserted.

Shen Zhenyi looked around and looked at the huge flagpole in the yard, as if thoughtful. Things are right and people are wrong. The banner of Wanxian Bureau has long been removed. The spirit flying in the wind can no longer be found.

The Jackdaw perches on the top of the flagpole and makes a bleak cry.

"I'm afraid... It's coming."

Miss yuan smiled bitterly. Look at the time, these desperate kings of hell are probably coming soon.

As soon as the voice fell, a cold cry came from outside the door: "all the people in Wanxian bureau are ready to die!"

Several people in yellow robes floated and fell, with a cold winter like solemnity.

They didn't intend to question, but they actually planned to kill.