I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

This scream was like the death curse of the Naihe Bridge, making everyone else in the prison nervous.

This time, the Jingji Censor's meridians were not cut off, but directly shattered...

He was bleeding from all seven orifices, looking horrible, his limbs twitching into a twisted arc...

Even the king couldn't bear to watch any longer and turned his head slightly away.

This time the screaming lasted for a full five minutes.

Five minutes later, the same feeling of comfort came over me.

However, the Censor of the Capital Region still did not relax at all. Instead, the pressure on his heart became even stronger. During the one or two minutes of comfort, he seemed to have anticipated the next surge!

really……

Again…

Wandering on the Naihe Bridge again!

No.

This is not just wandering on the Naihe Bridge, but being repeatedly cooked and fried in the frying pan of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, until even the bones are numb...!

Mingchuan sneered at his drooling face covered in blood.

"Let's go, let's go out for a while and come back in two hours."

The king nodded upon hearing this.

The men beside him expressed their doubts.

"Won't something go wrong if we let it continue like this?"

Mingchuan shook his head: "No, the golden silkworm Gu has a very strong healing power and will not let him fall into a deadly situation. It will only make him regret..."

As Mingchuan finished speaking, the three of them walked out of the secret room.

Mingchuan was the last one to close the door.

The Censor of the Capital Region glared at him fiercely, his pupils reflecting immense hatred.

It’s a pity that it has no effect on Mingchuan.

Mingchuan closed the door, and darkness completely swallowed up the Gyeonggi Censor.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The moment the door closed, the screams from inside exploded again.

Mingchuan shook his head helplessly.

"If I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place? Why do I have to be a spy when there are so many other options? What a disgusting thing."

The Censor of the Capital is a minister of state. He knows most of what happens in the country. Therefore, even Mingchuan and those sects with immortal cultivators are known to him.

If it was him, then it would explain why Mingchuan had such a difficult time yesterday.

but……

Mingchuan touched his chin and went to a quieter place with the king to sit down, and asked him in confusion.

"Wasn't the Jingji Censor very close to the Northern Frontier Wolf King before? The Northern Frontier Wolf King is such a loyal man, he hates traitors to his country, and he has made great efforts to protect his country over the years. How could he be involved with someone like the Jingji Censor?"

The king sighed and shook his head.

"You can only know a person's face but not his heart. Perhaps the Northern Frontier Wolf King is not aware that the Imperial Censor of the Capital is such a person."

"After all, even I don't know."

Speaking of this, the king actually felt a little sad.

The former imperial teacher Situ Xuan and the imperial censor of the capital were his right-hand men.

But in just one night, all his right-hand men and women were gone!

"Ugh."

The king sighed.

Seeing that the torture inside would last for several hours, Mingchuan stood up, put down the teacup in his hand and said to the king.

"I was so anxious to save Situ Xuan yesterday that I didn't study the secret room carefully. I also didn't have time to clean up the bodies of the Situ family head and his killer. Your Majesty, please wait here. I'll be back soon."

The king nodded and said, "Come back soon, we still need you to clean up here."

"it is good."

After Mingchuan agreed, he quickly turned around and disappeared.

Looking at his departing back, the king couldn't help but sigh.

A bitter smile.

"Ah, it's shameful that a person can still cause so much trouble at this age."

The subordinate beside him frowned slightly, "Lord, don't think so. It's these traitorous spies who are too abominable. It has absolutely nothing to do with you."

The king pursed his lips and said nothing.

After a long moment, he turned his head to look at the person next to him and said with a smile, "What do you think of Mingchuan as the next ruler?"

The subordinate was shocked and panic appeared in his eyes.

He quickly knelt down with his hands clasped in his hands: "Lord, we dare not make rash comments on state affairs!"

The king chuckled a few times and waved at him.

"Okay, why are you so nervous? I'm not trying to embarrass you, I'm just asking casually. Get up."

The guy then wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood up in a daze.

However, the uneasiness in my heart still did not fade away.

He couldn't help but look at the king a few more times and quietly clenched his fists.

Not to mention, considering the current state of Longguo, Mingchuan's momentum is quite strong. He is brave, resourceful and decisive.

If he were to lead the entire country, it would surely develop well, right?

The subordinates couldn't help but think of it.

……

A gentle breeze blew past the window. It was already March, but the weather in the capital was not much warmer.

Especially today.

Perhaps because they knew that today was Situ Xuan's funeral, the entire sky was covered with a layer of dark clouds, and the entire city looked gray.

The drizzle fell randomly on the ground.

The rain wasn't so heavy that I needed an umbrella, but it was continuous and annoying.

Mingchuan's mood was also made a little gloomy by the rain.

However, he had no time to sigh, so he could only quickly get in the car and drive back along the same road he took yesterday to rescue Situ Xuan.

When he went there yesterday, he noticed that there were people guarding the secret room. Now, after a night, those people might have already dragged the two bodies away.

but.

Even so, it is impossible for them to destroy the secret room in a short time, and he can still go and check how the secret room is constructed.

Thinking of this, Mingchuan calmed down, stepped on the accelerator, and sped away at a rapid speed.

More than forty minutes later.

The car stopped steadily in front of yesterday's secret room.

There was still some blood from yesterday on the ground, but today the blood had already merged into the earth, making the ground appear dark brown.

When Mingchuan stepped onto the blood, his mind flashed back to yesterday...

Heavy heart.

After entering, he opened the door to the secret room according to his memory from yesterday.

After a quick look around, I found that as expected, both bodies had been taken away long ago, and only the mess from yesterday remained on the ground.

Mingchuan was fully prepared this time and stepped into it cautiously.

He frowned and looked up and down at the secret room.

Fortunately, all the traps set up yesterday had been used up, so there was nothing that could trouble him today, except for a few hidden arrows shot out occasionally.

"Situ Xuan..."

The moment Mingchuan's hand touched the wall, the sound of him calling this name at the top of his lungs yesterday inevitably appeared in his mind.

"call……"

An unprecedented sense of frustration began to grow in my heart.

Mingchuan shook his head, put aside his other thoughts, walked to the place where the black-robed man stood yesterday, and felt around.

Looking for the few mechanisms he pressed yesterday...