Chapter 817: 817 What's the matter with you
Chapter 817 What the **** is 817 doing?
Of course, Gu Fenghua knew that even if there were good sword skills hidden in the Saint Emperor’s Pavilion, the Guanghua imperial family would not be able to take it out generously. It was purely a formality.
"I think, let's go take a look." Just when Gu Fenghua was about to decline, Ye Wuse suddenly said.
Gu Fenghua glanced at Ye Wu-Se strangely. Ye Wu-Se's thoughts were very careful, and it was far above Lorne and Fatty Bai. He couldn’t have thought of things that others could think of. Why waste time?
"What's so beautiful, aren't you hungry after so many days of retreat? It's important to fill your stomach first."
"Yeah, that steamed meat shop has a very good business, I think it should taste good." Lorne and Fatty Bai hadn't realized Ye Wusei's strangeness, and they all persuaded them.
"Since Wu Se wants to see it, let's go take a look." Gu Fenghua gave Ye Wu Se a deep look and said.
She always feels that Ye Wuse's performance today is a bit strange, in fact, he has been a bit strange since he came to Guanghua country.
"Well, let's follow along." Although Zhang Haoran and the others were not interested at all, since Gu Fenghua had spoken, they were not embarrassed to shirk.
After eating something casually, a few people rode on two carriages and rushed to the Saint Emperor’s Pavilion.
"I arrived at the Saint Emperor Pavilion in a while, you all watched me wink and act, don't say anything." As soon as I got on the bus, Ye Wuse said to Luo En En and the others, with an unusually solemn expression.
"Wiseless, what the **** are you doing?" At this moment, Lorne and the others also discovered Ye Wuisei's strangeness, and asked curiously.
"Wait, you will know, Saint Emperor Pavilion, it is by no means as simple as outsiders imagined." Ye Wu Se took a deep breath and said.
Gu Fenghua and the others looked at each other and suddenly realized that they didn't know enough about Ye Wu-Se. There seemed to be some secret hidden in him. Now, it should be time to unlock the secret.
Riding in a carriage, a group of people went to the Guanghua Imperial Palace, where the Shenghuang Pavilion was located in the forbidden palace of the imperial city.
"Go, I won't go." When he arrived at the gate of the forbidden city, the Nine Princes jumped out of the carriage.
Gu Fenghua and the others were startled at first, and then quickly reacted. Although according to the rules, the winner of the Ten Fang Grand Ceremony can be rewarded by comprehending the opposing Royal Secret Code, but as the Ninth Prince, how could it be possible to comprehend the Guanghua Royal Family? Secret Code, didn't it fall into the majesty of your own royal family? It seems to outsiders that the Xinghua Royal Family is not as good as the Guanghua Royal Family.
Want to understand this, they did not speak to each other. After verifying that they were right behind, they entered the palace under the **** or surveillance of a team of imperial guards.
The Guanghua Palace occupies a very large area. After walking for more than an hour, an ancient attic gradually appeared in the line of sight.
Holy Emperor's Pavilion, three floors above and below, as high as ten feet, because it is located in the depths of the forbidden palace, the surrounding area is extremely tightly guarded.
Along the way, Gu Fenghua clearly felt dozens of divine thoughts swept across them. The weakest of them were high-ranking soul sages. They were never below him, and the strongest had even reached the realm of Profound Sage.
Gu Fenghua secretly sighed that although the status of various countries in the mainland are under the temple, the royal families of various countries can stand for tens of thousands of years, but their strength should not be underestimated. If they had not won the victory of this ten party ceremony, they wanted to rely on it. Infiltrating the Saint Emperor's Pavilion with one's own strength is tantamount to moths fighting the fire, and even if they are lucky enough to sneak into it, there is absolutely no chance to retreat.
As soon as he stepped into the Saint-Imperial Pavilion, an ancient and solemn breath came upon his face.
Rows of stone bookshelves are neatly arranged with various ancient books. After a rough calculation, there are at least tens of thousands of books.
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