Chapter 1106: Mutual Dislike (Part 2)

Leng Wufeng frowned and stared at him.

Chu Li sneered blankly: "King An is so stupid, there is nothing to worry about, I will kill him? I'm not that stupid to trade my life for his!"

"You really didn't kill him." Leng Wufeng said lightly.

Chu Li sneered and remained silent.

Leng Wufeng suddenly regained his power.

Chu Li's whole body relaxed, and he was sweating profusely, and his white robe felt wet in the blink of an eye.

He was so powerful that he couldn't even break out of sweat, but when the power receded, the sweat rushed out, looking like it was fished out of the water.

Chu Li's eyes regained clarity, and he frowned at Leng Wufeng.

Leng Wufeng folded his hands and looked at him with probing eyes: "It seems that you are very dissatisfied with me."

Chu Li hummed: "Don't dare!"

He knows that it is not appropriate to pretend to be too submissive, because submissiveness is more dissatisfaction, and showing one's breasts is more authentic and credible.

"Hehe..." Leng Wufeng shook his head and laughed, "Young and energetic, it's like when I was young, what a good time!...Forget it, since King An is dead, the mansion of Prince An will not be so easy in the future, man It’s the backbone of a family.”

Chu Li said: "King An is dead, and I am like this. Prince An's Mansion has now become a soft spot in the eyes of others. I am afraid that other princes will take the opportunity to oppress him. Presumably the emperor will make the decision for Prince An's Mansion!"

"I won't get involved in these things." Leng Wufeng said indifferently: "I will warn them not to provoke Prince An's Mansion."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Chu Li clasped his fists together.

Leng Wufeng said: "It's rare that you are so loyal."

Chu Li shook his head and remained silent.

Leng Wufeng pondered and said: "Prince An's Mansion needs someone to support it now. I heard that Xiao Qi's martial arts are very powerful, and she has the reputation of a sword fairy in white."

Chu Li said: "Yes."

Leng Wufeng smiled: "With her helping you, you will definitely be able to support the palace."

Chu Li clasped his fists: "The emperor should have a panacea like Huitian Pill, which can help me recover my martial arts quickly, right?"

"Why, you want to recover your martial arts?" Leng Wufeng frowned.

Chu Li smiled and said: "This kind of panacea is rare to others, but it is nothing to the emperor, right? Back then, King An could get it."

"You really have a thick skin." Leng Wufeng was surprised.

He hadn't seen anyone trying to please him face to face, but Chu Li was quite courageous.

Chu Li said: "I'm not doing it for myself, but for the palace. If I can recover my martial arts, I'm sure I can deter those who have bad intentions against the palace."

"Hmm..." Leng Wufeng pondered.

After a while, he shook his head slowly: "I don't have this kind of panacea either."

Chu Li showed a look of disbelief.

King An can get it, like Guangming Shengjiao also has Rejuvenation Pill. As the majestic Emperor Daji, he doesn't have such a panacea, and no one will believe it when he tells it.

Leng Wufeng said: "However, you are not in a hurry to recover your martial arts, take your time, there will be no accidents in Prince An's Mansion in Shendu City!"

Chu Li frowned and looked at him, nodded and said: "Since that's the case, the centurion of my Secret Guard Mansion should also resign. I don't have martial arts, and I really don't have the ability to do things in the Secret Guard Mansion. Besides, the palace is busy, and I don't have the energy. .”

"Yes." Leng Wufeng said lightly.

Chu Li clasped his fists together: "The minister will retire!"

He is at the first rank, so it is right to call himself a minister, but he has always resisted and does not want to be a minister.

Leng Wufeng waved his hand.

Chu Li withdrew from the Chongwen Hall, and a servant stood outside, leading him out of the Forbidden Palace, to the Zhumen of the Forbidden Palace.

The Forbidden Palace was brightly lit, but Chu Li felt desolate and desolate.

He sighed, the high place is extremely cold, being the emperor may not be so comfortable, but he is alone and needs to bear great pressure.

The emperor Leng Wufeng's attitude is a bit weird, he doesn't seem to like him, maybe it's a kind of intuitive dislike, even if he doesn't know that he is the enemy who killed his son, he has a feeling somewhere.

Moreover, he is also hostile to Leng Wufeng, and Leng Wufeng should also have a faint feeling.

The two are at odds with each other.

He waited outside the palace for a while, Xiao Qi fluttered out, wearing a snow-white Luo shirt, her face was like white jade, clear and cold.

Chu Li walked out side by side with her.

"Why did the emperor invite you to go?" Xiao Qi couldn't help asking: "The queen asked about the imperial tomb, it seems that there is no doubt."

Chu Li shook his head: "He is suspicious, he must have some doubts, but fortunately he was fooled."

If he hadn't been assisted by the golem, he might not have been able to resist Leng Wufeng's power of the god, and if his will softened, he might have confessed everything directly. Thinking about it now, it was dangerous.

Xiao Qi said: "Can you really fool me?"

Chu Li nodded and said: "But I don't please him either. It can be said that I have lost my holy family. Don't expect to get any help from him in the future?"

"Prince An's Mansion?" Xiao Qi frowned, hearing Chu Li's meaning, life under Prince An's Mansion is not easy.

Chu Li said: "It doesn't matter, it is the palace after all."

Xiao Qi nodded slightly.

The two returned to Prince An's Mansion, and when they came to Tianshuyuan, Xiao Shi was waiting anxiously, seeing them come back safely, he let out a long sigh of relief.

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In the early morning of the next day, Chu Li was practicing sword in his yard, practicing Xiao Wuji sword.

He intends to incorporate the Xiaowuji swordsmanship into the Seven Forms of the Excalibur. Now the Seventh Form of the Excalibur has been integrated into the Jueyun swordsmanship, and there are several other sword techniques. The power is getting stronger and stronger. If they can be integrated into the Xiaowuji Sword, Will go to the next level.

Suddenly there were footsteps outside, and Director Chu, the chief executive of the Outer Mansion, came in a hurry: "Director, there are two secret guards from the Secret Guard Mansion outside asking to see you."

"Take them into the hall." Chu Li put down his sword and said.

"Yes." Manager Chu left in a hurry.

Chu Li shook his head. People in the palace were fluctuating, and they lost their sense of propriety. The panic was beyond words, and Manager Chu couldn't help it.

After all, King An is the sky of King An's mansion, and he didn't feel it at ordinary times, even if he was not in the mansion, but now that he died suddenly, they felt that the sky had fallen.

Chu Li walked slowly to the hall and saw two young secret guards drinking tea in the hall with gloomy faces.

After Chu Li entered the hall, the two of them didn't get up, they sat in the grand master's chair with big horses and swords, staring at him coldly.

Chu Li could tell what they were thinking at a glance. The two were deliberately finding fault.

He took out a cup of tokens from his pocket, threw it on the table, and said indifferently: "Are you two here to collect this?"

The two looked at each other, a little helpless.

This Centurion Chu was too shrewd, he didn't give them a chance to make use of it, and directly threw this out.

"That's right!" The two of them clasped their fists together and said in a deep voice, "We are ordered to retrieve the centurion's token."

Chu Li nodded: "In that case, please invite both of you."

"Director Chu, from now on, you are not allowed to act as a centurion of the Secret Guard Mansion." A young secret guard said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, our Secret Guard Mansion will never forgive you lightly!"

Chu Li smiled: "Why not forgive me lightly?"

"If it is light, you will be punished severely, if it is severe, you will be killed without mercy!" The young secret guard said in a deep voice.