"No one knows," Biwan repeated faintly, "is it that the poison in me does not belong to this continent." “

I thought that the more I knew, the more I would get closer to the secret behind it, but now it seems that things are getting more and more complicated.

The mystery is like a ball of thread, and it is getting bigger and bigger.

Due to the theft of the royal wind and rain fan, the president and elders of the Royal Alchemist Guild hurried to the palace.

What is rare is that King Shura also rushed to the palace as soon as possible.

Seeing Leng Hanche's appearance, Leng Hanlie's dark and angry face looked better.

"You go on, I'm just listening." After that, Leng Hanche picked up a quiet place in the cold study and sat down, drinking tea leisurely.

"Fulu, serve pastries and Qinglong Spring to the Eighth Prince."

"Yes......"

Leng Yuwen, who was standing there with his head bowed, clenched his hands hatefully: Why is his father treating this brother better than his son.

Although his strength is indeed not as high as his, and his strategy is not as high as his, he is his son and his bloodline.

If his father wants to slap him, he doesn't need to be so obvious, it will only boost his arrogance, and even endanger his own throne at that time.

"Leng Yan, you go on."

"It's the emperor." The guards kneeling on the ground arched their hands and replied, "This morning, Wei Chen took the guards to inspect the Linglong Pavilion as usual, but when they arrived on the third floor, they found that the shelves where the wind and rain fans were placed were completely empty. Wei Chen stepped forward to check and found that the protective cover was intact, and the entire Linglong Pavilion guard showed no signs of being broken. ”

"Then according to your words, the wind and rain fan disappeared out of thin air," Leng Hanlie asked coldly.

Leng Yan, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled: "Weichen is incompetent, I really can't think of what is going on." ”

"Incompetent." Leng Hanche spit out a sentence lightly, leisurely sipping Qinglong Spring.

"Eighth Prince, what do you think ......?"

"I don't know." Seeing Leng Hanlie ask himself, Leng Hanche directly refused.

Leng Hanlie clenched his fists and gasped heavily: "Everyone here should know that the reason why the wind and rain fan is called a wind and rain fan is because it can make Chu Xuguo wind and rain smooth. Now that this fan is gone, it will have a significant impact on the people's livelihood and Cathay. ”

It turns out that this wind and rain fan is not an ordinary treasure, it can control the wind and rain. If you fan it with the side with the raindrops, you can bring rain, and if you fan it with the side with the wind, you can blow away the dark clouds.

With it, Chu Xuguo was able to adjust the wind and rain, and the country was peaceful.

Like the Southern Zhao and the Northern Underworld, it takes a huge amount of money every year to ensure that the country's wind and rain are smooth.

"Father, rest assured, the son will definitely find the wind and rain fan back."

Leng Hanlie looked at Leng Yuwen disdainfully: "There are no clues now, how to find them"

"Leng Guard, doesn't Linglong Pavilion have a tracking name, let's see how the wind and rain fan disappeared."

"Prince, after discovering that the wind and rain fan disappeared, he immediately went to check the tracking inscription, but the tracking inscription of the entire Linglong Pavilion was completely out of order, and it was all blank."

"All the tracking inscriptions have failed," Bailiyang asked in surprise.

"Yes."

"The tracking inscriptions in the Linglong Pavilion do not have the strength of the intermediate control king, and they cannot be destroyed at all, you must know that there are as many as 20 tracking inscriptions in the Linglong Pavilion, and an intermediate control king wants to destroy all the tracking inscriptions without attracting the attention of the guards, which is simply impossible." Du Pinghe frowned and pondered.

"That's right, Elder Du analyzed it." Leng Hanlie nodded in agreement, the expression on his face becoming more and more solemn......