Twenty years ago, when Xing Feng massacred the imperial city with a sword alone, all the Supreme Elders of the Spiritual Sea Realm and tens of thousands of Golden Armor Guards in the city were no match for him.
In the end, Xing Feng killed his way to the side hall of the Eldest Princess. After seeing the portrait hanging on the wall, he left the imperial city crazily and did not discover that there was a letter left behind by the Eldest Princess behind that portrait.
“Qinglan’s letter?”
After hearing Mo Shaoyun’s secret, Xing Feng still found it unbelievable.
However, in the next moment, he suddenly grabbed the envelope in his hand. The hand that held the sword had not moved at all when he almost slaughtered the entire royal family of the Monet Dynasty back then.
At this moment, he held the thin letter and trembled non-stop.
To: Shaoyou.
He opened the envelope and carefully took out the letter inside. When he saw the beautiful words at the head of the letter, Xing Feng’s tiger eyes almost split open.
It was her handwriting!
Shaoyou was his name back then.
Xing Shaoyou.
Mo Qinglan.
As he read word by word, Xing Feng’s expression alternated between joy and sadness.
The letter was only a few pages, but Xing Feng spent almost 15 minutes before finally reading it.
In the end, Xing Feng’s face was already covered in tears, and all his expressions turned to grief.
Mo Shaoyun had already read this letter several times.
It was also from this letter that he learned what had happened back then.
Twenty years ago, the Monet Dynasty was in a precarious situation. There were powerful enemies outside and chaos inside.
In order to appease the situation of the dynasty, the emperor could only choose to let the Eldest Princess marry a prince of the dynasty in exchange for the help of the Bi Fang Empire.
However, before the emperor made the decision, the Eldest Princess had already promised Xing Feng to be with him for life.
During that period of time, Xing Feng was in the mystic realm of the Nirvana Realm mighty figure and breaking through the cultivation barrier.
He had originally planned to propose to the Monet Dynasty after coming out of seclusion.
However, after the emperor learned that the Eldest Princess had secretly agreed to marry someone, he saw that the Princess’s attitude was firm and she refused to agree to the marriage.
In order to avoid the anger of the Bi Fang Empire, they could only sentence the Eldest Princess to death.
Therefore…
After Xing Feng broke through to the Heaven Deity Realm and came out of seclusion, he received the news of the Eldest Princess’s death.
At the end of the letter, the Eldest Princess asked Xing Feng not to blame the Emperor.
Being born in the Imperial Family, other than enjoying endless wealth, she also had to bear the responsibility.
At that time, Xing Feng was in seclusion. No one knew how much time it would take for him to come out.
Moreover, if the breakthrough failed, it was impossible for the Monet Dynasty to place the future of the empire and the billions of people on a variable.
As for the Eldest Princess, her only thought was to wait…
Later on, after the palace maid who was cleaning the palace accidentally discovered this letter, the emperor ordered that the side hall where the Eldest Princess lived in was sealed. No one was allowed to enter.
He even ordered that no one in the Monet Dynasty could provoke Xing Feng.
Apart from being afraid of Xing Feng’s strength to suppress a dynasty alone, it was also because he owed Mo Qinglan.
After all…
Back then, Mo Qinglan’s cultivation had already reached the Tribulation Transcendence Realm. She could easily disobey the order of the king and rush out of the imperial city.
However, for the sake of the overall situation, she chose to die and left this letter.
“I’m going to the imperial city.”
Xing Feng’s spiritual qi evaporated the letter that was drenched in tears. After smoothing out the wrinkles inch by inch, he said.
His tone was calm, neither happy nor sad.
“Gong Ziliang, come with me, alright?”
When he said this, Xing Feng was like a flustered child who wanted to grab onto something.
“Alright, I’ll accompany you!”
Gong Ziliang nodded and agreed.
Although he did not know what was written in the letter, from Xing Feng’s reaction, Gong Ziliang understood that he should be looking for something when he went to the Imperial City this time.
Or rather, let go of something.
“Senior Xing, the War Beast is prepared. We can set off at any time.”
Mo Shaoyun suppressed his excitement, but Xing Feng shook his head and looked in the direction where Yin Zhiping had disappeared.
“There’s no hurry!”
“Back then, Qinglan asked me not to blame the imperial family. I let her down.”
“Now, let’s use some lives to repay some interest.”
All these years, although Xing Feng had been staying in the Purple Cloud Kingdom, he had secretly paid attention to the Monet Dynasty through various channels and knew many unknown news.
This time, he had not brought Gong Ziliang to the Monet Dynasty just to use the teleportation formation.
Instead, he had learned in advance that the Flat River Dynasty might take action against the Monet Dynasty, so he wanted to come and take a look.
Otherwise, he could have completely chosen to let Gong Ziliang borrow the nearest dynasty’s teleportation formation instead of traveling tens of millions of miles and spending a month to rush here.
“Gong Ziliang, can you follow me to a place?”
Xing Feng looked at Gong Ziliang with a burning gaze.
Gong Ziliang’s heart skipped a beat. He roughly guessed where Xing Feng was going.
Firewood City.
Eastern District.
As the most prosperous area of the four main districts of Firewood City, not only were almost 90% of the rich and merchant families gathered in the eastern district, even the City Lord’s Mansion and the relay stations of the other dynasties were set up nearby.
In a mansion that occupied nearly a hundred miles, there were pavilions, small bridges, and flowing water. There was a rare flower every five steps and a rockery every ten steps. It could be said to be extremely luxurious.
This was the residence that Yin Zhiping had spent ten thousand gold coins to buy as a temporary residence.
A few days ago, the door plaque of the Yin Residence had been hung.
At this moment, in the deepest part of the residence, rows of buildings were lined up.
A few figures were sitting or standing in a central attic.
Apart from Yin Zhiping and the Crippled Heaven Elder, there were a few others who stood silently behind Yin Zhiping.
Looking carefully, it was not difficult to notice that the word ‘Yin’ was embroidered with golden threads on their clothes and sleeves. Their auras were shockingly at the True Martial Realm.
Opposite Yin Zhiping was a figure wrapped in a black robe.
His face could not be seen clearly, and his aura was strange and unfathomable.
Although it was only one person, at this moment, it made the Crippled Heaven Elder and the True Martial Realm cultivators look at him extremely solemnly.
On the chair, Yin Zhiping was just about to find an excuse to say something to break the awkward atmosphere.
In the darkness, a hoarse voice sounded, “Did you mess up Lin Anruo’s matter?”
Although his tone was indifferent, one could not hear any emotion in it.
However, when Yin Zhiping heard this, his brows twitched crazily, and his facial muscles involuntarily trembled.
Gulp… Gulp…
His Adam’s apple bobbed. After Yin Zhiping swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, he barely raised his voice and braced himself to say, “Lord Demon Envoy, listen to me. If Lin Anruo…”
“Enough!”
Just as Yin Zhiping finished speaking, he was interrupted by the black-robed person.
His face turned pale. The anger that Yin Zhiping had raised with difficulty was instantly vented.
“I don’t like to hear explanations.”
“Since the matter has been messed up, there’s no reason to say anything. Go and receive your punishment.”
Hearing that the Demon Envoy wanted him to accept the punishment, not only was Yin Zhiping not angry, but he also heaved a sigh of relief.