Creation Color Master

In the imperial capital, the second prince, the third prince, and the fourth prince also gathered their aides and advisers in their mansions, and they also received the news that Tang Tiansheng had been poisoned and was about to die.

Also planning future actions.

In a slightly desolate mansion, black-clad figures were hidden in the darkness, with murderous intent. Only the main hall, in the slightly dilapidated house, was brightly lit.

Inside the room, two figures sat opposite each other.

The Eighth Prince Tang Chengxuan and the Sky Centipede God Servant of the Divine Punishment Organization sat opposite each other, but the scene was a little solemn.

The Sky Centipede Divine Servant said in a hoarse voice: "Eighth Prince, don't forget that although you control the Blood Killing Sect, a powerful weapon, your foundation in the court is weak. Once the situation changes, your chances of succeeding the throne are still very slim."

"Only by leveraging the power of the three great princes, whose ambitions are obvious, and letting them restrain your brothers, will you have a chance to win over the aristocratic families. Do you really want a group of assassins to give you advice and rule the world?"

There seems to be a charm in the voice that makes people unable to help but be moved.

The eighth prince looked at the flickering lights with a gaze as deep as the abyss, and couldn't help but ponder.

What he said was right. Although a large number of assassins had joined the Blood Killing Sect under his command during this period, their power had expanded rapidly, and strong people had emerged one after another, but it was obviously impossible for them to rule the world alone. They still needed these aristocratic families.

a long time.

The eighth prince Tang Chengxuan raised his head, looked at the centipede servant and said, "Okay, I promise you, what do you need me to do?"

The centipede servant laughed creepily and said, "It's fun to work with smart people. I have a very rare tonic here. I need the Eighth Prince to bring it to the palace in the name of a visit and find a way to get the emperor to take it."

"How is it, Eighth Prince, isn't it simple?"

Tang Chengxuan knew how cunning the people from the Divine Punishment Organization were, so he needed to be extremely alert when cooperating with them.

So he asked directly: "Are you sure this is just a tonic? Don't find out something else and make me bear the stigma of patricide."

Hearing this, a hoarse laugh came from under the black robe again.

"Could it be that the Eighth Prince is still worried about bearing a bad reputation? That's really strange." Wuliang the divine servant shouted in a hoarse voice.

Tang Chengxuan ignored what the other party said, and just said quietly: "I am curious, how do you provide meals for the emperor every day without being suspected?"

The other party laughed dryly and said, "Eighth Prince, remember that no matter how good something is, even a tonic, it will often turn into poison if you take too much."

"The amount of tonic your father takes every day is ten or twenty times that of other people. How can his body not collapse?"

The Eighth Prince's pupils shrank, obviously he didn't expect the other party to take advantage of this.

The other party patted the precious gift box on the table and said, "Please don't forget it, Eighth Prince. I'll take my leave now."

Looking at the other person's departing back, Tang Chengxuan, who was originally smiling, suddenly turned cold.

"Sir, why do you think the other party made this deal with me?"

Then, Yang Pu, dressed in a scarlet robe, walked out from the inner room and said, "Everyone in the world is here for profit. The other party reached a cooperation with the lord just to spread the flames of war throughout the thirteen states of Xiayang, and they want to gain everything they want from it."

Tang Chengxuan had already guessed it, and replied nonchalantly: "Haha, I agreed to cooperate with them, and I also have my own plans. It's nothing more than using each other."

As if remembering something, Tang Chengxuan looked up at Yang Pu and asked:

"Sir, how is the Blood Killing Sect developing now?"

Yang Pu smiled and said, "I was just about to report to the lord. During this period, a group of assassins with 100 members have been trained. In addition, the assassins Mo Ya and Bai Feng have both broken through the third realm."

Hearing this, Tang Chengxuan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but smile, saying, "Great, great. My Blood Killing Sect now has two more third-level masters, and our strength has increased greatly again. This king will reward them both."

Three days have passed, and Chu Mo still shows no sign of coming out of the theater.

At this moment, the three princes of Xiayang received some unexpected news.

When Tang Tianyu, the Xianyang King of Yunzhou, received the news, he couldn't believe it at all. Looking at the paper in his hand, he looked as pale as if his life was gone, and the hand holding the news was shaking.

His wife Li Xianxi looked at her husband in such a state, her face full of worry, and couldn't help asking: "Husband, don't scare me, I don't know whether the news above is true or not, I can't believe it completely."

How could Tang Tianyu not know in his heart that this was sent by someone on purpose. How could it be such a coincidence? Moreover, the other party was able to sneak into the palace without being noticed, so it was obvious that he was also a master.

The contents of the letter were probably true. Tang Tianyu held the paper tightly in his hand and said coldly, "Since the other party sent this kind of news to me, it is obvious that the two of them should have also received the news, alas."

Seeing his grim expression, Li Xianxi quickly consoled him, "My dear, my elder brother is a very lucky man. How could he be killed so easily? Besides, there is no news from the imperial capital. Let's calm down first and send someone to investigate. It won't be too late to draw conclusions later."

Li Xianxi helped Tang Tianyu sit on the stone bench in the courtyard, holding his hand, her face full of worry.

Tang Tianyu looked towards the direction of the imperial capital, his eyes full of worry.

After a long while, Tang Tianyu stood up and said in a deep voice, "No, I can't care about that anymore. I have to go to the imperial capital to meet my brother and see if he is really like what he wrote in the letter."

Just as he was about to leave, Li Xianxi stopped him and said, "Don't forget our identities. We are not allowed to enter the palace without an imperial edict. This is a taboo between the emperor and the princes. You can't go."

Tang Tianyu was full of worry at the moment, and said: "No, I am very upset at the moment. Even if I have to break into the palace, I want to see my brother."

Looking at her arrogant husband, Li Xianxi's eyes were full of calmness at this moment.

While the two were arguing, the city guard general Gao Wenze rushed in first and said in a deep voice: "My lord, sister-in-law, the brothers just reported that there was some unusual movement in the East China Sea, and there might be trouble."

Tang Tianyu opened his mouth, and at this moment he keenly sensed a hint of conspiracy.

How could it be such a coincidence? I had just received the news that my brother was poisoned, and immediately there were unusual movements in the East China Sea. It seemed that there was a big hand behind this, controlling everything.

At this moment, Tang Tianyu was extremely conflicted. On one hand, there was the safety of his elder brother, and on the other hand, there was the safety of the people of his fiefdom, Yunzhou. What choice should he make?

At this time, Tang Tianyu seemed to remember his brother's earnest teachings, which pointed him in the right direction for his confusion.

Tang Tianyu straightened his back and said sternly: "Gather all the brothers and follow me to the East China Sea coast to see what these beasts are doing."