The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1740

The treasury of Silver City had been robbed. In other words, there was no need for it to exist.

The subordinates of Pulse Control Realm were not only unable to help him, but also could expose what he had done before.

Yuan Ye made up his mind.

He seemed to ask casually, "Did anyone else pay attention to Silver City during this period of time?"

"Yes, Fire Envoy," the cultivator of Pulse Control Realm said confidently. "We have been following the Fire Envoy's previous instructions. We dare not make any mistakes. If we can avoid contact, we should all avoid it."

"What if you can't avoid contact?" Yuan Ye's heart sank, but he still pretended to be calm and asked.

"We can't avoid contact..." The cultivator smiled bitterly. "Only once."

Yuan Ye nodded and said, "Then I'm relieved."

"What else can I do for you, Fire Envoy?" The disciple of Pulse Control Realm asked cautiously.

At this moment, he couldn't say why. But he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

But he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"No, it's finished." Yuan Ye turned around and raised his hand with a smile...

In the quiet alley, there was a muffled groan, followed by the sound of something falling to the ground.

But the process was very short. After a while, it became quiet again.

After a while, the door of the house opened and Yuan Ye walked out with a calm face.

The moment he closed the door, it could be seen that several figures were lying in the yard through the crack of the door.

The heads of those figures were gone, and no sound could be heard again.

Standing outside the house and looking at the gray sky, Yuan Ye felt that his mood was somewhat similar to that of the sky.

"A guy who looks a little like my teacher and has mastered Shaw Charles’s magic spell... Who could it be...?”

Yuan Ye muttered to himself as he looked at the sky.

At this moment, even the clouds floating slowly in the sky made him upset.

After thinking for a long time, a fierce look flashed across his face.

"No matter what, they are all dead.

Those things should be mine. No one can take them away!

This guy must die!"

Clenching his teeth, Yuan Ye tried his best to think.

"This person entered Silver City and directly took this cloth shop.

That meant he knew exactly where the cloth shop was and how it worked.

In this case, he must still have other Treasure Vaults in his hands.

"If I'm not wrong, in the following days, other treasure troves will be damaged one after another."

Thinking of this, Yuan Ye's face showed a trace of a grim smile.

"In that case, I'll make a big net and wait for you to come to me.

Moreover, you have already exposed your appearance and cultivation in Silver City.

A Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivator could surpass a certain level.

Of course, I can't kill you.

But someone could do it.

During these six hours, we have to make a unified decision and make a good plan.

After all, the members who have been detained by that person, we can't just stand by and watch."

As the head of Cangyang Gate, he naturally needed to consider the development of the whole sect as long as he made a decision.

However, Yan Shuangying's master obviously would not think so.

"Senior Brother, there is nothing to consider about!" The deputy Sect Leader suddenly stood up. "You know how important Shuangying is to our Cangyang Gate. In the next few decades, he will be the most promising disciple to be promoted to Heavenly Spirit Realm.

But now he has been killed by that person. If we don't avenge him, how can our Cangyang Gate survive in the future!

What's more, the man said that the treasure house belonged to him and asked us to hand it over!

What a joke!

Since he killed our people, we still have to give him more treasures. When has Cangyang Gate ever been bullied like this?"

The atmosphere in council chamber suddenly froze again.

After a few seconds of silence, the supreme elder, who had not spoken before, opened his narrowed eyes and asked lightly, "Where did the treasure house you mentioned come from?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell on Liu Fuqing at the same time.

Liu Fuqing's body suddenly froze, revealing a bitter smile.

What should come finally came.

However, he was determined not to take the blame!

Liu Fuqing deeply understood that at this time, he could not hold his head and be beaten.

If that was the case, Cangyang Gate would definitely sell him out without hesitation.

After a light cough, Liu Fuqing stood up. He first bowed to the supreme elder who was sitting at the very front, and then said something that he had thought about for a long time before.