GBP Chapter 200 Xing Luoheng's Identity and Origin
Chapter 200 Xing Luoheng's Identity and Origin
Chapter 200 Xing Luoheng's Identity and Origin
At this time of night, the Prime Minister's Mansion was quiet and deep, and the moonlight fell like water in the courtyard.
Ye Yingshang sat alone in the exquisite pavilion, the flowers and plants around him were dim in the moonlight.
He gently held a spiritual bead in his hand, which emitted a soft light, reflecting the moonlight.
Ye Yingshang was dressed in a black robe, with an upright posture and a stern face. His deep eyes stared at the spirit pearl in his hand, as if he was thinking about something.
The spirit bead is warm and smooth, flowing with mysterious spiritual power, with faint wisps of mist rising.
This spiritual pearl is no ordinary object. It was obtained by him during a recent expedition to a mysterious ruin. It is said to contain powerful power, but its true mystery has not yet been fully revealed.
Suddenly, a black-clad secret guard quietly appeared outside the pavilion, knelt on one knee, and whispered, "This subordinate pays homage to His Majesty."
"Stand up and talk. What has Yun Mohan been doing in the Regent's Palace in recent days?" Ye Yingshang asked, with a hint of coldness and inquiry in his eyes.
Huannin quickly stood up and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, according to our secret observation, the Demon Lord Jun Yu appeared in the Regent's Palace.
Ye Yingshang's expression froze, and he stopped playing with the spirit pearl in his hand. "Jun Yu? He has come to the human world too? And he lives in the Regent's Palace."
"Yes, my Lord," the phantom nin said respectfully.
Ye Yingshang's eyes grew darker, he stroked the spirit bead in his hand, and murmured, "What is Jun Yu's purpose in doing this?"
"Your Majesty, if the Demon Lord and the God work together, it will be detrimental to our demon race!" said Huanren.
"Your Majesty, if the Demon Lord and the God work together, it will probably be detrimental to our demon race!" said Huanren.
Ye Yingshang's expression froze, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, "You are right, Yun Mohan is a God, and he has joined forces with the Demon Lord Jun Yu. This power cannot be underestimated. If they point their spearheads at the demon clan, it will indeed bring us a huge threat." He stood up, walked out of the pavilion with his hands behind his back, and the spirit pearl in his hand flickered with faint light as he moved, and Huanren followed closely behind him.
As Ye Yingshang walked, he asked, "Oh, by the way! Has anyone found out about the young man in red who's been appearing in the Regent's Palace so often lately?"
Huan Ren quickly responded: "In reply to your Majesty, we only know that this young man in red is the younger brother of the Regent Princess Xing Xuanli. As for his identity and origin, I have no idea.
Ye Yingshang frowned slightly, stopped, and gently turned the spirit bead in his hand. After thinking for a moment, he said: "A person with an unknown identity who can freely enter and leave the Regent Palace and is often with Yun Mohan and his wife is definitely not an ordinary person.
We must continue to dig deeper and utilize our intelligence networks in various sectors to thoroughly investigate his background, including his past experiences, his mentors, and even his every word and action.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The phantom ninja obeyed the order and turned into a black shadow and quickly disappeared into the night.
Ye Yingshang looked at the direction where Huanren left and snorted in his heart, "Yun Mohan, so what even if you and Jun Yu join forces." A hint of ruthlessness and disdain flashed in his eyes. He held the spirit bead in his hand tighter. The light of the spirit bead seemed to sense the owner's emotions and flickered more rapidly.
"Even if Jun Yu and the young man in red are included, you and I are equally strong." Ye Yingshang raised the corner of his mouth with a confident and slightly contemptuous arc, his eyes flashing with a firm light, as if he didn't care about the predicament in front of him at all.
At this moment, on the other side of the Regent's Palace, in Xing Luoheng's room, when Xing Luoheng was about to turn off the lights and go to bed, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Who?" Xing Luoheng said in a deep voice, the spiritual power around him instantly flowing, and he stared at the black shadow in front of him vigilantly.
After Xing Luoheng saw who was coming, he said calmly, "Tell me, how did you find this place?"
Standing in front of him was a spiritual being dressed in spiritual attire. He had a slender figure and sharp eyes.
"Holy Son, you have been in the human world for several months." The spiritualist said respectfully.
Xing Luoheng glanced at the kneeling spirit with an icy expression and asked in a cold voice, "This Saint Son asks you again, the Regent Palace is heavily guarded, how did you get in?"
"Luoheng, have you rested?" Yun Mohan had already known the moment the spiritualist stepped into the Regent's Palace. He walked to Xing Luoheng's door, knocked, and asked.
Xing Luoheng replied, "Not yet? Brother-in-law! Is there anything else you need to do so late?"
"Luo Heng, there is one more thing I want to discuss with you." Yun Mohan said.
Xing Luoheng whispered to the spirit master in the spirit language: "Hurry up and leave." The spirit master was slightly startled, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but at Xing Luoheng's anxious gaze, he quietly retreated.
"Luo Heng, are you ready? I'm coming in." As he said this, he was about to push the door open.
Xing Luoheng opened the door from the inside. "Brother-in-law, why haven't you rested yet?"
"Oh, it's what I told you this evening. I haven't finished talking about it yet, so I want to discuss it with you again." After saying that, Yun Mohan looked around, vigilantly checking whether there were any unusual shadows in the room.
Yun Mohan sent a voice message to Bingpo, "This person should still be in the palace. If we catch him, we'll execute him on the spot. He dares to break into my Regent's Palace. How dare he?"
After receiving the order, Bingpo's figure instantly dissipated into the air like a wisp of ice mist.
Bingpo is Yun Mohan's contracted sword spirit, and has already cultivated a human body.
Inside the Prince Regent's Palace, under the seemingly peaceful night, a manhunt quietly unfolded.
Wherever Bingpo passed, the air was filled with chill. Relying on his keen sense of breath, he shuttled through every corner of the palace.
"Brother-in-law, what are you looking at? Don't you have something important to discuss with me?" Xing Luoheng asked.
"It's okay, I just came to see you, go to bed early!"
Xing Luoheng was slightly stunned. He already knew that Yun Mohan seemed to have noticed something, but seeing that Yun Mohan did not mention it any further, he did not want to say more, nor did he want to ask any more questions. He could only nod and say, "Okay, brother-in-law, you should get some rest early too."
Yun Mohan nodded, said "hmm", and turned to leave.
His back was elongated in the dim light, revealing a sense of solemnity and depth.
Yun Mohan stood on the attic pavilion of the palace, looking down at the entire palace, lost in thought. At this moment, Bingpo's voice came into his mind, "Master, that man ran away."
Yun Mohan's brows tightened instantly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"If he ran away, he ran away. There is no need to chase him. I estimate that this person should be a spiritualist with a cultivation level above three stars in the spiritual race." Yun Mohan sent a message to Bingpo.
"Yes," Bingpo replied, returning to the scabbard in the form of a sword. Bingpo fell into a deep sleep once again, and the cold light it once emitted was now dim.
Yun Mohan returned to Yueli Palace again, and Xing Xuanli was already fast asleep.
He tiptoed to the bedside, looking at Xing Xuanli's peaceful sleeping face, but the worry in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.
He sat down beside the bed and gently held Xing Xuanli's hand, as if this could draw a trace of warmth and strength. "Li'er, no matter what, I will protect you and your two children." Yun Mohan said softly, his eyes gentle and firm as he looked at Xing Xuanli's sleeping face.
At this moment, Xing Xuanli's face was serene, completely oblivious to the changing circumstances of the outside world. Yun Mohan looked at her, the corners of his mouth involuntarily rising.