You were taken hostage, why pursue the Enemy's Empress?

"These father and son wall lamps are really interesting!"

Ying Wuji lay on the recliner and rocked slowly, living a very comfortable life.

In fact, since the battle against the demons, he had noticed that Ying Wuque's performance was a bit strange.

Very strange.

In general, all other emotions were fine, and the emotional bar would rise normally when it should.

Except for fear.

With such a surging tide of demons, anyone would feel fear, even he himself was scared for a while, but Ying Wuque had no fear at all. The more he should be afraid, the stronger the hostility on him.

Others fear him for his greed.

This person definitely has some mental issues.

After carefully studying Bai Jie's memories, he found that this thing seemed to be closely related to Emperor Zhuanxu's corpse.

This time, he was just trying to sow discord.

Unexpectedly, it went smoothly.

The main reason for this was naturally that Ying Yue's sacrifice promoted Ying Wuque's cultivation, which was only beneficial to Ying Wuque and had no drawbacks. It would even be better if he died earlier, the old one died early, and the young one ascended to the throne early.

The other two reasons were that the father and son really had no affection, and the hostility brought from the Emperor's corpse was indeed terrifying.

However...

Ying Wuji still couldn't understand another problem. As sons, why did Lao Bi Deng oppress him to the extreme, but wanted to cut off meat for Ying Wuque to eat?

In his impression, Lao Bi Deng had always been unkind and ungrateful. Even the few times he showed kindness to him were full of tricks and insincerity.

The difference in attitude towards the two sons.

Could it be just because of the Bai family's in-laws?

At least Ying Wuji felt that this did not fit Lao Bi Deng's character, and he always felt that Lao Bi Deng had other motives.

But what other motives could there be?

Can't figure it out.

Might as well not think about it.

Ying Wuji stood up, stretched, and went into the practice room. His schedule was very full. In addition to daily practice, online and offline classes, he would spar with masters in the Lingwu Divine Realm every night.

Now that his cultivation had basically reached a bottleneck, his combat skills had fallen behind.

He was full of skills, but when it came to fighting, he could hardly use them, and he was still used to using the same few.

He needed to hone his skills.

It would be best if he could reach the level of Ji Tong, forgetting all martial arts and spells, and only retaining the essence.

If he could reach that level, his strength would definitely take another leap, at least not weaker than Ji Tong.

This old guy had been alive for hundreds of years and still had some tricks up his sleeve.

And the demon clan's great saint seemed to be even stronger than Ji Tong.

In this world.

The fist is the ultimate truth.

He always felt that he was only one step away from becoming a saint, and he couldn't figure out how to break through in a short time.

He couldn't figure out how to make the human race's fist bigger.

Then he might as well make his own fist bigger first!

...

Days passed by.

The various countries were once again shrouded in a strange silence. Apart from the Qi Kingdom using the pretext of exterminating the rebels to attack the Jiang Kingdom, and the Kingdom of Wu being blocked by the Black Armor Army led by Nangong Yan when they tried to pass through, there were no other battles happening.

It seemed that they were all gearing up to attack the Chu Kingdom.

Inside the Chu Kingdom, however, there was no sense of an impending major battle.

Mi Xingli was pushing for reforms with all her might, targeting the vital points of the major aristocrats with every move.

The Qu family and the other two families were doing their best to resist and trying to unite with the small aristocrats to resist. However, the last battle against the demons had left many people with a shadow, and with the continuous brainwashing by the Chu King's secret guards, Mi Xingli's reformist faction had gained the support of many people.

After all, as long as the Chu Kingdom was still there, they could still live a good life.

If the Chu Kingdom was gone, what use would it be to have more resources from the court?

Moreover, when Mi Xingli privately contacted them, she also hinted that she would not harm them.

In addition, there were already some small aristocrats who were dependent on the Chu King. With this series of operations, all of the followers of Qu Jingzhao had been completely separated.

To some extent, the Li and Chu Kingdoms were somewhat similar, the only difference being that the Chu Kingdom was dominated by the Mi family.

After staying in the Li Kingdom for so long, Mi Xingli had a good grasp of this aspect.

This series of major moves.

Directly put the Qu family under pressure, and they quickly chose to band together. Whatever Mi Xingli wanted to do, they resolutely opposed, and whatever Mi Xingli didn't want to do, they insisted on doing.

There were arguments every day in the court.

Fortunately, Mi Xingli was fierce enough and almost always won a small victory.

On the other hand, various advertisements for alcoholic beverages were being promoted, saying that the divine general Ying Wuji became so powerful because he drank this kind of alcohol every day.

Alcoholic beverages first became popular in the military, and then gradually spread to the aristocratic circle, becoming a luxury item in the aristocratic circle, with momentum no less than the storm caused by the jade soap in the past.