Chapter 897 The dragon son is lost

"Etiquette is exempted, say important things." Emperor Longxing waved his hand a little impatiently, then looked up and asked: "Has the matter of the evil soul fallen? Has the immortal I asked you to contact reply?"

"This ......" General Fuguo's face flashed with embarrassment, his expression froze, and his head hung lower.

It's not that he doesn't do practical things, it's really difficult for him to start.

The evil soul's whereabouts were elusive, several immortals in Ziyun Mountain couldn't handle it, he was just a mortal, and if he could still live after investigation, he would have to burn incense.

As for contacting the immortals?

"Your Majesty, I have already sent news to the immortal chief of Ziyun Mountain through Xiao Guo Sect a few days ago, but ......" General Fu Guo's words paused.

"Just what?" Emperor Longxing frowned.

"Ziyun Mountain did not respond." Seeing that Emperor Longxing was about to get angry, he immediately knelt on the ground, bowed his head and said quickly: "Maybe the two places are too far apart, and the news will not come for a while! Maybe there is already an immortal on the way to come. So Your Majesty doesn't need to worry, don't get angry, you must pay attention to the health of the dragon!"

"Oh, on the way...... I know." Emperor Longxing sneered, then sighed, then threw out a token and said: "I will give you a golden order and order you to investigate this matter thoroughly! Be sure to get my princes back!"

The token drew an arc in the air, and General Fu Guo hurriedly reached out to catch it.

Looking at the gold medal arrow in his hand, General Fuguo froze in place, and then he looked at the man next to the throne who was lost and no different from any father in the city who had lost his child, and his heart was cold.

Why doesn't he feel sad?

After all, among the missing children, there are also their own children!

"Hey." General Fuguo bowed heavily, sighed calmly, and then slowly retreated.

In the huge imperial study, only the emperor and the accompanying eunuchs were left, silent.

Emperor Longxing picked up another memorial and opened it casually.

The next moment.

"Bastard thing!"

The memorial was slammed on the ground by him, and the vermilion imperial pen also flew out of his hand, rolling far away on the gold brick floor.

The accompanying eunuch was shocked and immediately knelt on the ground, his head pressed against the cold ground, not even daring to breathe.

"That group of censors is really fine! You actually handed over all the memorials to impeach me, do you really think I have a good temper?" Emperor Longxing slapped the imperial case and said angrily: "I actually said in the memorial: What I have done since I ascended the throne has offended the way of heaven, and this is the punishment sent by heaven. It's really not that my own child doesn't feel sorry for losing it! This group of scholars who suffered from the plague of mothers!"

The gentle emperor was extremely furious.

The old eunuch crawled over tremblingly, picked up the memorial, did not dare to look at the contents on it, but carefully put it back in the corner of the imperial case.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry. The so-called heavenly way is just the rules set by the immortal elders, I have very few monks in Xiao Kingdom, how can I make the immortal elders unhappy?" The eunuch whispered softly: "What's more, the general of the auxiliary state has said that those immortal leaders will come soon."

"On the way?" Emperor Longxing sneered, but his anger gradually extinguished, turning into endless exhaustion and depression, he sat back on the dragon chair, looking at the Panlong Algae Well on the top of the hall with empty eyes.

"My prince...... I don't know who my sons who just knew how to call their father were captured, and I don't know where they were captured? Is it dead or alive......"

Emperor Longxing's expression darkened again and he sighed.

The majesty of the emperor was gone at this moment, he was just a desperate father who had lost his child.

"There are also dragons in the palace who have been abducted?" In the imperial study, a voice sounded coldly.

"Who is it!" Emperor Longxing was full of excitement, his pupils widened suddenly, he was startled, and he stood up in horror and stepped back on the dragon chair.

The eunuch on the side was even more frightened and pale, and flew forward and landed in front of the emperor, screaming sharply.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost in front of Your Majesty? Could it be a ghost? Or is it intended to assassinate the king and kill the driver?"

The emperor and the eunuch looked into the hall together.

I saw that in the empty imperial study, a young man appeared at some point, standing in the middle of the hall, looking at the two calmly.

The moment he saw Li Hanzhou, Emperor Longxing's pupils shrank, and his heart skipped a beat.

The old eunuch beside him reacted half a beat slower, and when he saw the strange figure in the blue shirt clearly, an old face instantly lost its blood, and he was about to scream in his throat.

"Come on! There are assassins, protect ......."

Halfway through the words, the old eunuch rolled his eyes, stared and fainted.

Li Hanzhou also withdrew his snapping hand and looked at Emperor Longxing, who was staring at him tremblingly.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not malicious."

"I don't know what the identity of this little brother is, he can come to my imperial study quietly, and his skills must be unmatched in the world." Emperor Longxing stood up and asked, "But you are a practitioner?"

"I am a disciple of Ziyun Mountain." Li Hanzhou said lightly.

"Cabinet...... The immortal is the immortal of Ziyun Mountain!" Emperor Longxing was overjoyed, but the next moment he looked vigilant and asked tentatively: "The immortal chief has an extraordinary temperament, but there have been a lot of immortal immortals pretending to be immortals in recent days.

Emperor Longxing said, took out a token from the sea of imperial pens on the side, and said: "This token was given by the immortal chief of Ziyun Mountain at the beginning, if you are a disciple of Ziyun Mountain, you will ...... it."

Before the words fell, the token suddenly glowed with a huge light, directly stunned Emperor Longxing.

After all, what those disciples said at the beginning was that the stronger the light, the higher the cultivation status of the disciples who came.

Li Hanzhou had heard a little about this, after all, pretending to be a disciple was also a frequent occurrence in the immortal cultivation world.

Ziyun Mountain often has disciples who go to practice and do some things to eliminate violence and peace, so it is very famous in Tianxu Prefecture, and naturally there will be many top celebrities who show off their deception in the city.

This is why there is this token that identifies you.

"Immortal Elder!" Seeing this, Emperor Longxing had no more concerns, and immediately regarded him as an immortal, and pulled Li Hanzhou to the side of the imperial table, and the two sat on an equal footing.

"The immortal leader came, it must be that Ziyun Mountain had already learned about the evil soul's situation."

Li Hanzhou nodded and then spoke.

"That is by no means a evil soul, nor is it some kind of heavenly backlash, but an evil cultivator, an evil cultivator who makes people extremely resentful!"

"Evil Cultivator...... Emperor Longxing was stunned for a moment, and then the blood on his face quickly faded, and his expression was solemn.

Although he Xiao Guo said that there were very few monks, as the king of a country, he also knew some rumors about the immortal cultivation world. The notorious calamity cultivators, the evil cultivators that everyone shouts and beats, are all beings that cannot be tolerated by the world.

"What the hell is he trying to do? My Xiao Kingdom is barren, the spiritual energy is thin, and there have never been advanced monks for thousands of years."