After I become a system

"Yes, the pressure of the prosperous dynasty!"

Zhou Qing, who was walking on the road, suddenly remembered that they were still hiding beside Zhou Qingyuan, the door of the other princes of the second and fifth sons, if they knew the secret of Liu Qingyuan's ability to practice.

I'm afraid they will be more anxious than myself. At that time, once a conflict breaks out, I'm afraid Liu Qingyuan will completely release his suppressed feelings.

After returning to his side hall, Zhou Qing directly began to sit cross-legged and practice, although now he is constantly increasing his cultivation with every breath.

I don't know when it started to rain from the sky. The rain seemed to be endless, and it generally followed the night and began to tick to the ground.

But in the room where the servant next to the chaifang lived, Li Er was really tossing and turning and couldn't sleep at the moment. For some reason, the few people he had been friends with had been dismissed, but he still hasn't been dismissed until now. give up.

"What kind of plan does the damned thirteenth prince have? Why did we dismiss us? Could it be that he thought it would be enough to just rely on those people walking around him?"

Zero Two recalled all the treatment he had received during this period. One person, Wu Zhonglu, came from his heart. Originally, he could rely on the thirteenth prince's hearing and walk outside. Although he could not deter these nobles, how much did he do in front of the common people? Still somewhat majestic.

But ever since the thirteenth prince got some people from somewhere, his status has dropped directly. Up to now, he has not left the king's mansion for three days.

"Who?"

Li Er suddenly sat on the bed and touched the poisonous knife under his pillow.

Just now he saw someone passing by his window with his own eyes, and at the same time he seemed to have thrown something into his room.

A whole half an hour has passed, and he still maintains the original movement, and there may not be any changes, hoping to find a flaw from that guy.

But that guy disappeared quickly after he appeared, and ended him many times. Even if he could find this guy again, it would be very difficult.

Li Er moved his somewhat uncomfortable wrist, and carefully walked to the side of the thing that the man had discarded, and picked it up.

With the help of the candlelight he had just lit, he saw a few big characters written crookedly on the piece of paper in front of him.

"The thirteenth prince, Liu Qingyu, originally possessed a very strong cultivation talent. He has reached the realm of a great martial artist without any resources to support him. At the same time, he has the support of the masked man and has mastered a hundred-man army!"

If you see this, you can't help but thump a little, and you can't help but recall all the complexions you have experienced during this period of time. After changing again, he took out a strange brick from under his pillow.

After rewriting the information in secret language, he gritted his teeth and stuffed the information directly into the brick through the interlayer.

In the night, Zhou Qing stood at the highest end of the palace, staring quietly at the servant, watching her cautiously come to the back door with a broken umbrella, a brick came out from the chin of the courtyard wall, and put The information he had prepared was quietly sent out.

"Sure enough, such a professional thing must be done by a professional person. I never thought of passing the information anyway, and there is such a method!"

After exaggerating the fact that the thirteenth prince Liu Qingyuan knew how to practice and mastered the legion, Zhou Qing sat down on the bed contentedly, ready to practice.

At this moment, he has broken through the Martial Emperor and reached the realm of the Martial God, and at this moment, the spiritual power around him seems to have penetrated into his body quickly and purposefully, and is constantly transforming his body.

Of course, under the suppression of Daheitian's limbs, no matter how restless these spiritual powers are, there is no way to change his origin of life.

However, Zhou Qing had an illusion at this moment, as if his casual attack could resonate between the heaven and the earth, thereby changing the weather between the heaven and the earth, and he didn't know if this was true or not.

The servants were speechless for a whole night. They knew that their prince had invited a strong man from outside, so they didn’t dare to disturb them. Only the servants stood quietly at the door with tools for washing and grooming, waiting for the great man to wake up. .

However, even though the sky was once again covered with sunset glow, it made the already somewhat lonely dusk even more intoxicating.

The door of Zhou Qing's room has not been opened, and Liu Qingyuan seems to have forgotten his big brother, and gradually began to get busy.

Now he is in contact with Wang Chenglu on the one hand, both sides are challenging each other's bottom line, and on the other hand, he is also eagerly looking for ways to improve his points.

Since the second legion was summoned, Liu Qingyuan did not show it, but let these people stay quietly in his backyard, training continuously.

The points were issued as usual, and the food was extremely rich, so these soldiers not only did not have any dissatisfaction, but on the contrary began to sing songs from their hometown at this time.

Liu Qingyuan wanted to find out where they came from, but after listening to them a few times, he still left slowly unwillingly, after all, he didn't understand the language.

Moreover, the strength of the Northern Underworld Legion does not lie in their ability to use their common practice to form a battle formation, the Kun of the Northern Underworld.

It's the technique they cultivated, which can devour the enemy's internal energy to recover their own losses.

Even the strong in the early days of Emperor Wu fell under the siege of this group of people, and they might be able to escape after paying a huge price.

But in the entire prosperous dynasty, what kind of existence is the Emperor Wu? How could he come to deal with his little down-and-out prince?

In the study, Liu Qingyuan opened a strange letter and flipped through it a few times, then a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"My big brother Zhou is really a free and easy person. He killed him casually because a profiteer wants to smear his money!"

As the thirteenth prince, Liu Qingyuan of course also has the responsibility to handle government affairs for the entire Black Iron City, so now he is also dealing with some trivial matters that are not very important.

But after he opened the second file, his complexion instantly darkened, just like the sky in June, extremely dark.

"Liu Qingkui, you people forced me out of the imperial city. So far, are you still planning to kill me?"

Liu Qingyuan looked at the file sent by Wang Chengzu in his hand, and his eyes narrowed at this moment.

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, how could he not understand what this old guy is singing about Liaozhai?