On that big tree, there was indeed a fresh mark made by a hidden weapon.

However, apart from that fresh mark, Shui Lingyue searched for a long time but could not find the so-called hidden weapon.

Shui Lingyue frowned slightly, reached out and gently stroked the mark on the big tree. She felt that the tentacles were a little cold. When she observed the mark, it was much wet and dew next to it than other places.

Shui Lingyue instantly understood what the hidden weapon was.

At this time, Wei Shihui and Azhen had buried the bones of the Jiang family and walked over and said, "Ayue, what did you find?"

Shui Lingyue said: "The person who just assassinated the little boy is a water-based cultivator. Judging from this hidden weapon, his spiritual power cultivation should have reached the level of the third level of the spiritual martial artist."

Wei Shihui also came over, looked carefully, nodded and said, "Indeed, I heard from my grandfather that after a water-based practitioner reaches the third level of the spiritual martial arts, he can practice a vicious martial art called the Ice Kung. This ice craft can be turned into a hidden weapon and kill people invisibly. Moreover, after killing people, even the weapon cannot be found."

Shui Lingyue slapped the tree trunk with her palm and asked in a low voice: "Who is it? Why are you so cruel and ruthless, not even a twelve-year-old child?"

Wei Shihui's eyes were a little dim and said, "A Yue, have you never heard a saying that "cutting grass without removing roots, and the spring breeze is blown away? The whole Jiang family was wiped out, and Jiang Yutong escaped, how could they let it go?"

Shui Lingyue closed her eyes slightly, and she naturally heard of it. However, she felt that if this matter was really related to Chu Yi, how could his dignified emperor not even let go of a child? What exactly did he want to do?

Can this little child defend his imperial power?

...

Imperial Palace, Qiankun Palace.

Chu Yi was sitting on the imperial throne and was reading a note.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed in front of me.

Chu Yi raised his eyelids slightly and looked at the man in white standing in front of him.

Luo Annan said: "Your Majesty, fortunately, I have found an extremely suitable candidate."

Chu Yi looked at Luo Annan, nodded slightly, and said, "How long does it take?"

Luo Annan thought for a while and said, "Give me half a month, I will definitely be able to train him."

Chu Yi shook his head and said, "Half a month, it's too long. I can only give you seven days at most."

Luo Annan was slightly stunned and said, "So anxious?"

Chu Yi frowned slightly and said, "In the past few days, Feng Wanshan's gangsters in the court have repeatedly written letters to me, asking me to release my good brother, King An, so as to participate in the half-year death day of the late emperor."

Luo Annan said: "But, isn't there still twenty days left before the death of the late emperor's half a year?"

Chu Yi said: "Now there is a rumor circulating in Chujing that I framed the late emperor and tried to seize the country. I also killed the heir An Wang Chuluo, whom the late emperor recognized, whom I was allowed to spread. If this rumor spreads, I am afraid that disaster will arise."

Luo Annan frowned and said, "Who is so bold that he dares to spread rumors like this? Are you not afraid of raiding the family and extermination of the clan?"

Chu Yi's narrow eyes sternly, and he said, "Who else can be there except that person?"

Luo Annan nodded and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will give you a good King An within seven days."
Chapter completed!