049 Dragon Book
049 Dragon Book
Mo Jian wandered aimlessly on the street for several times. When he was sure that Ximen Dayin and others had not followed him, he drove the treasure car and went to the Eight Kings Mansion.
At the wall of the courtyard, Mo Jian carefully climbed up and saw that no one moved in the house, like an agile civet cat, rushed into the royal house, and then ran quickly. When he came to Yomo, where the servants lived, he quietly got into the room, climbed on the beams of the roof, and his body was no longer moving.
As long as someone comes in and changes into his appearance with a small reincarnation formula, he can walk around the house with the map of the Eight Kings.
It was not until night that a guard-like person walked into the room. Mo Jian, who had been waiting for more than six hours, grabbed his neck, quickly opened the magic of sealing the soul, and then peeled off the man's clothes and tied him up. Then he took out a sharp knife and pointed it on the man's throat and said coldly, "If you dare to shout, you can try whether this knife can cut your neck."
"What...do you want?" The man's body can't move, and his face has turned pale.
"Tell me your identity, your time on duty, and the scope of your activities in the house. If you dare to say a word, you can try it!"
"I am the escort of the Eight Kings' Mansion Guard Brigade. I am on duty every day and have to follow the captain to patrol the whole palace! When on duty, you can go anywhere else except the courtyard of the prince, the three princes and the little princess!"
"Little Princess Cai Qingmei?"
"Exact!"
"What about the third princess Cai Xiliu?"
"The third princess went to a small tribe and hasn't come back yet." The man's face changed.
The knife in Mo Jian's hand immediately pushed forward and pierced the man's neck. He immediately scared him with a pale face and hurriedly said, "Side! I said! The third princess did go to a small tribe, but I heard that she came back more than half a year ago. However, it seems that the three princes killed or controlled her in order to compete for the throne of the palace. I don't know, but there are such rumors among the guards. Moreover, the eldest son issued a strict order. If an outsider asks about the third princess, he will say that there is no such person in the royal palace!"
"Why did Cai Bai give this order?" Mo Jian secretly clenched his fist and was more worried about Cai Xiliu's situation.
I heard that it was the little princess's advice. The three brothers all love the six-year-old princess. But no one knows why!"
Mo Jian gritted his teeth and shouted, "Who is in charge of the palace? Where are the eight kings?"
"The king had been closed and practiced as early as three years ago, in order to hit a higher level! Nowadays, the main person is basically three sons. However, the little princess's words are also very useful. Although she is only six years old, she is talented and knowledgeable.
"He is intelligent and insightful?" Mo Jian sneered: "A few days ago, Yuan Qingyun of the Beast Sect came to the royal palace. Do you know who received him and what he mainly talked about?"
"At first, the three sons were received together. After all, they were from the beast control sect and their status was extraordinary. Mr. Yuan sent a big gift, a fifth-order young soul beast. As a result, somehow, the three princes fought for the soul beast and were seriously injured. In the end, the little princess had to send the original son out. Fortunately, the little princess is well-in-people, but she has not lost her courtesy. Two days ago, the original prince came to visit the injuries of the three princes, which was also received by the little princess!"
Is it that Yu Beast Sect and Cai Qingmei colluded together?
Mo Jian immediately flashed such a guess in his heart, and his heart was arrogant and puzzled. How can the beast control sect be involved with the little Cai Qingmei?
"I heard that the three princes used to have a good relationship. Did they come to this point because they competed for the position of king?" Mo Jian asked.
"There is a reason for competing for the throne of the king. However, there seems to be a reason for the third princess. Naturally, we servants have no way to know the inside story!"
Mo Jian nodded, loosened the sharp knife on the man's neck, stuffed his mouth and threw it under the bed.
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And when Mo Jian quietly entered the Eight Kings Mansion, Cai Qingmei stared at the calming golden carp in the fish tank and walked around upsetly and muttered to herself: "The people of the Beast Sect ran out to show their goodwill to me in advance. With their help, there is only one step away from success. How can I have such a bad feeling? No... Ask the old man again, so as not to have more dreams at night."
Cai Qingmei got under her bed, struggled to lift a stone slab, revealing a dark cave, took the lamp, and walked down step by step.
After walking more than 100 steps, we came to the underground secret room ten meters deep into the ground. Several white bones are piled up next to it, which is the body of a servant who dug out this underground secret room a few years ago.
No one will know that there is an underground secret room in her room.
A blood-stained middle-aged man was tied to a huge iron cage. Eighteen thick chains of fingers penetrated his hands, feet and shoulders. For three years, the chains even grew together with flesh and blood. As long as he gently moved up and pulled the chain, it was a bone tingling.
There was still a ball of cloth stuffed in his mouth to prevent him from making any sound.
Cai Qingmei came to the iron cage with her hands on her back and kicked it. The gentle tremor immediately woke up from the tingling pain of the sleeping middle-aged man. He shouted in a low voice and saw deep pain in his eyes. He shook his head desperately, and the sting from his body twisted his whole face.
"Do you want to talk, my father!" Cai Qingmei said with a smile.
This tragic middle-aged man turned out to be the father of Cai Qingmei and Cai Xiliu, the king of the Eight Kings' Mansion, and the nine-level strongman of Soul Zun.
Cai Qing's eyebrows stretched out two small fingers and gently pulled the cloth in the middle-aged man's mouth.
The middle-aged man rushed up like a lion and wanted to bite her hand with his mouth.
Cai Qingmei dodged deftly, with an innocent smile on his pink face: "My dear father, I'm your daughter. How can you bear to bite my hand?"
With that, she reached out and pulled the two chains that penetrated the calf of the eight king Cai Kang and shook them vigorously. Cai Kang roared like a dying beast.
Appreciating his father's tragic posture, Cai Qing's eyebrows were satisfied, but his face turned sharp and said coldly, "Old ghost, where is the dragon god book? You gave it to me, and I will let you go immediately! Otherwise, I will make you suffer ten times more than now!"
"Daughter, my daughter, my daughter, her mother died in childbirth when she was born. I wanted to love her with everything I had, but she poisoned her father and disabled her father..."
Cai Kang's eyes flowed with sadness to death, which made people feel infinitely sad. He couldn't look directly into tears and howled, "Is this the devil or my daughter?"
"You're right, I'm the devil!" Cai Qing's eyebrows stared coldly at the black and red blood gushing from his father's thighs, and his face did not fluctuate at all.
"Dragon Book? What about Xiliu? Have you been so cruelly persecuted? If you want to identify the Dragon God Book, you just want to let Cai Bai's three children practice and find out who has the dragon elite! Cai has the bloodline of Tianlong, and I, Xiliu and the rest of the dragon descendants can get the inheritance of Tianlong! In order to get this inheritance, you are going to destroy our home! Devil, you are really the devil!" Cai Kang roared with tears.
"I'll ask you for the last time, will you give it to me?" Cai Qingmei said coldly.
"You can't think about it!" Cai Kang roared, "I won't give it to you. You have to continue to look for Cai Bai's three children. If I give it, we will all be thrown into the Dragon Tripod to refine the blood of the dragon descendants and die immediately! Do you think I'll be that stupid?"
"Old stuff!"
Cai Qingmei roared like a beast in his mouth, and his hands tightly grasped the chain that penetrated his father's shoulder. His little face was ferocious and shook desperately. Cai Kang, the ninth-level soul, let out a painful roar...
PS; please collect.