Siguoya is invincible in the world for three years

"Murong Wensi, why is it you?" Xia Gan looked at the woman in front of him unexpectedly.

At this time, Murong Wensi's face was pale, his lips were blue due to lack of blood, and his chest was obviously big and small, one tall and one short.

Murong Wensi was looking at Xia Gan with hatred.

If we were to rank the people who regret the most, Xia Gan and Murong Wensi would definitely be the top two.

One of the two is dedicated to the throne of the emperor, and the other intends to become the master of the harem.

Unfortunately, as Zhou Baimei lost to Xia Taishan, the two of them were already a thousand miles away from their goal.

"Did you come to see my joke?" Xia Gan looked at Murong Wensi with a slight self-mockery.

Xia Gan slapped his mouth three times just now, and he used up all his breastfeeding strength. The cheeks on both sides are high and low, and now they are a bit asymmetrical.

Murong Wensi didn't speak, just walked over and slapped Xia Gan's right side three times.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, Xia Gan's right cheek also swelled up.

"Hehe, it looks much more comfortable and symmetrical!" Murong Wensi said mockingly.

"Murong Wensi, do you want to die? Don't think I can't kill you. Don't forget, I'm a rank five!"

Like a wounded beast, Xia Gan roared at Murong Wensi.

"You still know that you are a fifth rank? If that's the case, why are you so decadent?" Murong Wensi said sarcastically.

"I... so what if I'm not decadent? We've already lost the sixth-rank battle!" Xia Qian muttered to himself.

"Who said that? I don't know the current situation of the ancestors of the Tianmo Sect, but I know the whereabouts of the ancestors of your Xia family. Do you want to know?" Murong Wensi asked back.

"What do you mean?" Xia Gan seemed to have caught something.

"If... the emperor's side can no longer control that sixth-rank patriarch, do you have the confidence to seize the throne?" Murong Wensi asked.

"If there is no sixth-rank to suppress me, I'm still afraid of a ball? Isn't the throne at hand?" Xia Gan stood up fiercely, as if he stood up confidently.

"My father is not only the prime minister of this country, but also a representative of many families in this country. Do you know why?"

"I don't understand, isn't it because of Master Xiangguo's superb methods and outstanding abilities?"

"Hehe, among the many aristocratic families in Xia Kingdom, my father is not the only one with superb methods?"

"Then why?"

"It's very simple, because my ancestors have a sixth-grade artifact, and this artifact should be part of a certain suit.

He has two functions, one is a strong protective function, and the other is to spy on all the privacy within a radius of five hundred miles, including the sixth grade! "

Murong Wensi gave a reason that surprised Xia Gan.

Xia Gan was stunned.

Putting aside the protective effect, the simple fact that it can spy on the privacy of anyone within a radius of [-] miles is too awesome.

This means that others have no secrets from you.

The other party's plan is a joke to you.

How can there be such a magical baby in the world?

"Unfortunately, I happened to spy on an interesting thing half an hour ago." After saying this, Murong Wensi handed a simple and simple mirror to Xia Gan.

I don't know what material the mirror is made of, it's not heavy in the hand, and there are some simple patterns on the back of the mirror.

If you look closely, those patterns seem to be squinted eyes.

The content reflected by the mirror is thinking about the cliff.

To be precise, it was the process of Xia Taishan burying himself while rambling.

"The ancestor buried himself?" Xia Gan looked up at Murong Wensi, "Why did this happen?"

"I heard that the highest power that can be tolerated in this world is the peak of the fifth rank, and once a warrior enters the sixth rank, he will be restrained by the power of heaven.

Like before, when two sixth-rank battles were fought, they would definitely be struck by lightning.

Now that the battle is over, Xia Taishan must have been seriously injured by the power of heaven. Even if he had taken the Dao Bu Dao Pill before, he must be unable to bear it now.

If he didn't bury himself again, he might not live for half a month! "

Murong Wensi is not a sixth rank, but he has gathered all kinds of information and made a guess about the matter.

"Where's Patriarch Zhou?" Xia Gan thought of another possibility.

If Xia Taishan buried himself, but Zhou Baimei was still alive, wouldn't he have regained the initiative.

"I don't know... Although this mirror can reflect a radius of five hundred miles, you have to choose the location yourself.

At that time, I wanted to see what kind of treasure Xia Yu was hiding in Siguo Cliff, but by chance, I saw the process of Xia Taishan burying himself.

As for Zhou Baimei, I have not been able to find him.

So, let me ask you, if neither side has a sixth-rank force to intervene, what chance do you have of winning? "

"Of course there is a [-]% chance of winning... No, it's hard to say, there are also fifth-rank masters in the palace, but I still have a way."

Now that it was confirmed that the emperor and Xia Yu didn't have a rank-[-] powerhouse, Xia Gan regained his confidence.

In other words, the confidence of the eldest son of the emperor often comes and goes quickly, which is a bit inexplicable.

"What way? Our plans have failed again and again, this time, we must not fail again!" Murong Wensi reminded Xia Gan.

"Of course it's the military formation. As long as you master the military formation, you have mastered everything." Xia Gan assured Murong Wensi, patting his chest.

At the same time, Xia Yu woke up leisurely.

"It hurts, it's so fucking painful!" Xia Yu opened his eyes and cried out in agony.

Warriors are more capable of enduring pain, so they won't be humming, unless it's too painful and can't bear it.

Xia Yu's current state is that.

He felt that a hundred thousand ants were biting his body, and every inch of muscle from the skin to the internal organs was in pain.

"Brother, you finally woke up!" Xia Ning's worried voice sounded beside Xia Yu.

Opening her eyes, she found that the little girl was looking at her with joy, but the red eyes showed that she had just cried before.