Fantasy: Pretending To Be The Young Master And Marrying A Wife At The Beginning

Because it was well hidden, and the prince in pink was lying on the ground again, he didn't dare to look at him, the killing intent flashing in the depths of his eyes, the prince in pink was naturally invisible.

Turning his eyes a few times, the prince in pink once again respectfully said: "Sect master, the subordinates do have something important to report!"

"Let's talk!" Ye Chen nodded.

"According to the news from the Vermillion Bird Hall, there have been some unthinkable problems. The messengers sent from the headquarters to check have disappeared one by one, and the specific reasons have not been found yet!"

"Vermillion Bird Hall?"

Ye Chen quickly recalled.

The Vermillion Bird Hall in the mouth of Prince Hongfen is a branch of Phantom Gate, which is relatively far away from the headquarters.

"Sect Master, how do you deal with this?"

The pink prince continued to ask.

And when he said this, deep in his eyes, an inexplicable frenzy of anticipation clearly rose.

Although it was only a flash, it was still caught by Ye Chen.

After pondering for a while, Ye Chen said: "Let's do this, the master of the sect will send another messenger to check it out. If it still can't be solved, the master of the sect will check it out himself!"

"The gatekeeper is wise!"

The prince in pink, who was crawling below, hurriedly complimented him.

The frantic expectation in his eyes turned into a tricky smile.

Because what he hasn't said is that this is just a trap he set up, and its purpose is to invite you to enter the urn, and then to catch the turtle in the urn, so that Ye Chen will never return!

As for Ye Chen's saying that he would send an envoy to check it out first, it was just a superfluous act!

After all, the reason why the former envoys sent from the headquarters disappeared for no reason is because he was behind the scenes!

If Ye Chen didn't go there personally, no matter how many envoys he sent, he would definitely follow in the footsteps of those envoys before.

"Do you have anything else?" Ye Chen asked.

"Go back to the master, no more!"

"Since there is nothing else, then you should withdraw first!"

"Yes, the subordinates retire!"

The pink prince responded and hurriedly and respectfully withdrew from the Shadowless Palace.

"Wuhen, you should have heard it just now. I have already given him a chance to redeem himself. Not only does he not know how to cherish, but he is also unwilling to die!"

After the pink prince retired, Ye Chen sighed: "Since he seeks death with all his heart, if I don't fulfill him, I will have an uneasy conscience!"

"Since you know that it was the bureau set by the pink prince, why would you be fooled?" Xue Wuhen walked out of the darkness.

"I'm just counting on it!"

Ye Chen sneered: "I want him to die in the grave he dug out step by step!"

"Do you really want to send an envoy to investigate first?" Xue Wuhen frowned.

Since knowing that it was the trap set by the prince in pink, and continuing to send envoys over, wouldn't it be equivalent to sending someone to the door?

"My hometown has a very practical way of warfare, which is called "Sounding the East!" Ye Chen smiled mysteriously.

...

Soon, a Phantom Gate Assassin really left the Shadowless Palace and galloped towards the south without stopping.

A few hundred miles away in the south, it is a stronghold of the Mirage Gate headquarters, named Vermillion Bird Hall!

"Huh, but it's unnecessary!"

Seeing Ye Chen dispatched an envoy, the pink prince who was observing secretly disdainfully said: "Unless you go personally, how many envoys you send will only be sent to death!"

After speaking, he immediately released a letter crow and flew to the Vermillion Bird Hall at a faster speed.

However, when he thought that the trick was successful, what he didn't see was that Ye Chen was no longer in the Shadowless Palace.

Because the messenger who left was actually Ye Chen himself!

He just put on the clothes of an ordinary assassin, plus a skeleton mask of an ordinary assassin.

...

The distance of a few hundred miles was not long, and he arrived at his destination only the next day.

Vermillion Bird Hall!

As soon as he entered the gate, a thick erosive wind suddenly hit his face.

In the Great Hall, Yingying, Yanyan, singing, dancing, and charming.

A full-faced, burly bald head was playing with a group of women in the Great Hall, making disgusting laughter from time to time.

"Is this the status quo of Vermillion Bird Hall?"

Ye Chen snorted coldly.

As an Assassin organization, the Phantom Gate has always been strictly disciplined and orderly. Whether it is the headquarters or the branch, the defense should be extremely strict.

But this Vermillion Bird hall, instead of having the coldness that an assassin's stronghold should have, is like a wine-colored place.

Even the "messenger" himself has entered the gate, and no one notices it.

It can be seen how extravagant and degenerate this Vermillion Bird hall is!

"Hall Master Vermillion Bird, get out for this messenger!"

He immediately screamed.

"Someone is coming outside!"

"Hall Master, you should quickly let go of the slave house, it's important to do business!"

"When you finish your business, the Nujia will serve you well again!"

Several coquettish women heard, and immediately stepped aside.

And that big bald head has a look on his face that is still unfinished.

"Who is yelling outside and disturbing the master's Yaxing?"

Although he was not angry, he walked out wearing a generous coat.

After seeing Ye Chen, a look of contempt flashed in his eyes.

"If the master guessed right, you should be an envoy from the headquarters, right?"

"Are you the hall master of Vermillion Bird, the killing monk?" Ye Chen asked back.

Before coming here, he glanced through the information of Vermillion Bird Hall. He still knew the general situation here.

The contemporary master of Vermillion Bird Hall is nicknamed the Killing Monk.

Comparing the appearance and figure of the person in front of him, he should be the head of the Vermillion Bird hall.

"Yes, it is the master of this hall!"

The killing monk nodded, "Since it is an emissary from the headquarters, there should always be a token, right?"

Ye Chen did not answer, but immediately took out a token from the space bracelet.

This is a token that is only given when an envoy is sent by the headquarters. It can be regarded as an identity recognition and a symbol of power.

"Since it is an envoy sent by the headquarters, please come in!"

The killing monk glanced from a distance, and after confirming that the token was true, he made a please gesture to Ye Chen with a sense of excitement.

The posture is quite respectful, but there is always a touch of disdain at the corner of his mouth, and the gaze looking at Ye Chen seems to be looking at a dying person.

Ye Chen saw it too, but didn't say much, but strode into the Great Hall.

"Holy envoy, the clinical headquarters are coming here, I don't know what you can enlighten me?"

The killing monk followed into the Great Hall, sat on the top of the animal skin, hugged left and right, not afraid of Ye Chen being angry.

"Are you doing things for the headquarters like this?" Ye Chen asked.

"My Lord Saint, there is a saying:'You will be out, you will not be affected by your fate.' It is not that the church is not doing well in organizing things, but that it needs to be based on the actual local conditions and adapt to local conditions!" The killing monk said with a smile.

Ye Chen seemed a little impatient with these perfunctory remarks. He stood up and stared at the killing monk and said one word: "I only give you one last chance. Either obediently cooperate, or the messenger will use iron and blood to forcefully clear the headquarters. Here, break again and then stand!"

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