Lei Luo was a little speechless, he didn't expect that this third prince was actually a villain with a dirty heart on the surface, and he really wanted to rob the people's daughter.

Due to his concern for the status of the third prince and the reputation in the capital, he could not do such a thing, nor could he send his subordinates to do these things, but he could send irrelevant people to help him do this.

And Lei Luo is obviously a person who has nothing to do with him, and the 'Evil Nine' brother is strong in martial arts, and he is a person recommended by a friend, so he must be trustworthy.

Therefore, this Zhao Wenrong asked Lei Luo again and again, and promised to give heavy thanks after the matter was completed, and let him go and 'invite' the owner of the dream of Jingzhai to this manor to talk to him.

As for what will happen to a woman if she falls into the hands of the other party, the third prince did not say clearly, but everyone can think of it.

"I really know people and don't know my heart, but this third son has a hazy face, and he is not a good bird when he thinks about it!" Lei Luo said with disdain in his heart.

However, looking at the eyes of the young master, it seemed that he had other intentions, not to let Lei Luozhen kidnap a woman and give it to the third son.

"Since Brother Wen Rong has asked for this, Brother Jiu has agreed, but whether this matter is successful or not, it must not be publicized to the public!"

Hearing his words, it seemed that there was something wrong with this dream fairy, and in this case, Lei Luo reluctantly agreed.

Seeing Lei Luo agree, Zhao Wenrong was in a good mood, and promised that if it was successful, he would reward him with 10,000 taels of gold, and even if he was interested, he could enter the court as an official.

Although Lei Luo was interested on the surface, he sneered in his heart, these mundane things and glory and wealth were really not attractive to him at all.

"Okay, good, it's been a lot of happy events recently, by the way, Brother You, I invited a few immortal figures today, why don't you follow me to meet them and wash the dust for the three immortal masters," the third prince said again in a good mood.

Hearing that it was a fairy figure, the young master and Lei Luo glanced at each other, and then they were a little inexplicable, but the two of them had nothing to do, so they agreed.

Zhao Wenrong saw that the two agreed, and took the two out of this bamboo pavilion, and then walked towards a gorgeous and unusual hall in the manor, obviously to entertain those immortal characters in the hall.

"I think it's some low-level immortal cultivators, and only these people with dull qualifications will give up the immortal path and be willing to enter the world to enjoy the glory and wealth!"

Hearing his words, Lei Luo sighed in his heart, after all, he also belonged to a person with dull qualifications to cultivate immortals, and it was only because of the opportunity to defy the sky that he had come to this point.

"By the way, that woman who dreams of Jingzhai is a little special, I suspect that this woman is an immortal cultivator like you and me, it's good to go and find out the other party's bottom this time, but this is all my speculation, there is no real evidence!"

This is quite surprising to Lei Luo, could it be that in addition to the four major commanders in the royal city, there is a third force on the side of the demon path!

In this way, in the minds of the three of them, they entered this large hall, and then sat down in a corner of the hall in turn, and after a while, some beautiful maids came with fruits and wines.

"Come on, hurry up and invite those immortals to come!" Zhao Wenrong commanded the steward behind him, and his tone was quite excited.

One of the palace guards bowed down to receive the order, and then ran out of the hall quickly, obviously to invite those immortal figures.

Seeing this, Lei Luo and Youshao all used means to suppress the cultivation realm.

Not long after, under the leadership of the guards, three men walked into this hall, thinking that these three people were the 'fairy characters' in Zhao Wenrong's mouth.

The three were of different ages, the eldest being a white-haired man in a gray robe, whose eyes were cloudy and gave the impression that he was about to die.

The second is a middle-aged scribe man, with a one-foot-long black hair, wearing a Confucian robe, and his face is majestic and upright, giving people the feeling of a righteous gentleman.

The last man was a young man of twenty-five or sixteen years of age, who was fierce in appearance, with a gloomy complexion and narrow eyes, which gave the impression of a treacherous and wicked man, and made people feel that he was not a good man at first glance.

After the three of them appeared, Lei Luo saw the details of the three of them, the white-haired old man was cultivating at the sixth level of Qi training, the middle-aged scribe was at the fourth level of Qi training, and the young man was a weak cultivator at the first level of Qi training.

The young master sat opposite Lei Luo, and at this time, he also saw the cultivation of the three of them, so he showed a face that was really like this and gestured to Lei Luo.

"I'm waiting for the Sun family in Qingquan Valley in Weizhou, and I've seen His Royal Highness the Third Prince!" said the middle-aged scribe among the three.

Although this person was respectful, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and his face was as usual, as if the person in front of him was not the son of King Zhao, but an ordinary person.

But it's no wonder that Zhao Wenrong, who has no cultivation in the eyes of immortal cultivators, is indeed an ordinary person, but his status is a little more noble among ordinary people.

"Brother You, Brother Jiu, follow me to see the three immortals," Zhao Wenrong said first.

After finishing speaking, he took the lead in saluting the three of them with fists, and Lei Luo and the young master could only bow their hands in the same way, but their faces were as usual, and they were also not humble.

Zhao Wenrong is all focused on the three 'immortals' in front of him, from childhood to adulthood, he has only seen a few offerings in the royal city, but since he grew up, those worshippers have all left the royal city, so these immortal characters are even more rare.

"Hmph!" a cold snort came.

It turned out that the three of them saw that the young lord and Lei Luo's faces were flat, and the treacherous young man was unhappy, obviously dissatisfied with the two Lei Luo, who were also mortals.

The three of them were only cultivating at the sixth level of Qi cultivation, and Lei Luo and Youshao Lord, who deliberately hid their cultivation aura, were indeed no different from ordinary people, and they naturally couldn't tell that both of them were foundation building cultivators.

"It's no wonder that a few immortal masters, my two friends have not seen the immortal methods of the three immortal masters, so naturally they don't know the priorities, and they also invite the three immortal masters to have a lot," Zhao Wenrong hurriedly explained.

Hearing his explanation, the treacherous young man among the three of them glanced at the young lord and Lei Luo with an unkind face, as if he would not give up easily, while the middle-aged scribe and the old man had no other thoughts.

"Hmph, I really think of myself as a character!" Lei Luo sneered in his heart.

If it was in normal times, this young man behaved like this, he would directly take the flesh and blood of the three of them to feed the Shura Sword, how could he let the other party survive in the world.

That young master is even more so, thinking that he is the young master of the Demon Flame Sect, and his father is the sect master of the Demon Flame Sect, a monk of the Yuan Infant Stage, how could he have been so hostile to a hairy boy who has cultivated qi.

However, Zhao Wenrong didn't know what the two of them were thinking, he let the three immortal masters sit in the main hall, and the position they sat in was even higher, even higher than Lei Luo and the young master.

As the three immortal masters sat down, there were many richly dressed men outside the main hall, and these people were Zhao Wenrong's retainers and staff, and they were his henchmen.

After the guests and hosts were seated for a while, the banquet began.

From time to time, a beautiful maid walked up to the hall with a tray, and the tray was full of wine and delicacies.

However, what made Lei Luo a little speechless was that the treacherous young man saw a beautiful maid, and he actually showed an obscene gaze, and kept looking at these maids all the time.

And the middle-aged scribe was also unbearable, although it was not as obvious as the young man, but a pair of eyes also secretly peeked at these maids, which was completely inconsistent with his temperament of a decent gentleman.

As for the old man, he was much more normal, thinking that he was old and no longer had the mind to do so, and he didn't control the words and deeds of these two clansmen.

"One is a superficial gentleman, and the other is a real villain, if this third prince knows that he has befriended this kind of person, I don't know how to feel," Lei Luo thought a little depressed.

However, when I think of the style of this third son, he is also a superficial gentleman, and they still smell a little like each other, so it is not unreasonable to be able to get together.

Zhao Wenrong saw the meaning of the two immortal masters, and then he waved his hand to call a housekeeper, and then the other party whispered a few words in his ear, and the housekeeper naturally understood, and then retired and left.

After a while, a group of beautiful women walked into the main hall, and then these women walked to the side of the guests in groups and began to serve.

The middle-aged scribe and the treacherous young man hugged each other to the left and right, not caring at all, while the other guests also laughed with the woman beside them.

When Lei Luo thought that the young master would be normal, he found that the other party was actually holding a woman and was talking and laughing, which made him a little speechless.

"This son, let the slave family dress you," two women beside Lei Luo approached him with charming faces.

"You go and serve those two immortal masters, I think they must be happy, and they don't need you to accompany them in the future!" he replied with a cold face.

Hearing Lei Luo's words, the two women secretly cursed a word of incomprehension, and then walked towards the middle-aged scribe and treacherous young man with a charming smile.

And the other party did not refuse, and soon indulged in the gentle township.

"I have long heard that the monks of the Blood Demon Sect are all martial idiots, and I didn't expect that the Nine Brothers were not even close to women, so I really admired it!"

Lei Luo naturally didn't say much, although these women were all beautiful women with good looks, but he was not a hungry ghost, and he didn't have the intention of making out with a woman in front of others, so he naturally refused.

And Zhao Wenrong saw that the immortal master was satisfied, and he was in a good mood, and for a while, the cups were staggered, and the guests and hosts were happy.

Lei Luo was the only one drinking alone in the corner, with no one to talk to or toast.

After three rounds of drinking, he said goodbye to Zhao Wenrong.

However, before leaving, the other party told the dream fairy again, and Lei Luo naturally said to do his best.

After a while, the young lord also left here, and the third prince toasted with the three immortal masters again.

"I don't know who His Royal Highness the Third Prince said about the Dream Fairy, and he actually wants to invite the other party like this?" Among the three immortal masters, the cunning young man asked with great interest.

And the third prince was already a little confused after the third round, so he naturally informed the other party of the situation of this dream fairy.

After hearing that the dream fairy was actually a beautiful woman who had captivated the country and the city, this treacherous young man rolled his eyes slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked like he had some thoughts.