I really became a prince

But Jiang Yi was also taken aback when he saw Mr. Jiupu from his previous life.

Who would have thought that Mr. Jiupu, who had such a fierce reputation, made the four secular dynasties crumbling, and almost caused the entire secular martial arts building to collapse, would be so young.

Moreover, his identity is so mysterious that no one knows the details of his identity except Ye Xinmei and other core executives of other world sects.

Surprised in his heart, Jiang Yi asked.

But after he finished speaking, he frowned when he felt the strange expressions of several people present. Is there any problem with this question?

When he was wondering, Fuquan beside him whispered something in a low voice.

Jiang Yi was really surprised, looking at the young man in the wheelchair, his heart was full of turmoil.

Regarding the true identity of Mr. Jiupu, he made many guesses, but he did not consider that it would be this person.

Not to mention Jiang Yi, Fuquan, Lu Fan and others who recognized the identity of the young man couldn't believe it.Because of their prince's words, they almost investigated the entire Emperor Dali from the bottom up, and regarded countless people as imaginary enemies, but they did not doubt the person in front of him at all.

The young man saw himself being caught in the urn, and knew that he might not escape today, so he calmed down instead.

In fact, when the other party called the door and said the words "Mr. Jiupu" casually, he knew that he was in the middle of the game.

Originally, he had always confidently thought that he was the hunter, but unexpectedly he became someone else's shackles.

"Does this count as lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot?"

Originally, as a layout person, he must have a lot of protection around him, but out of self-confidence, he made his lair undefended, without any warriors around him to protect him, so he fell down the first time he made a move.

"Eighteen brothers, I didn't expect you and my brothers to meet under such circumstances."

The tone of the young man in the wheelchair was very calm, but it was unavoidably bitter. He died before he was able to complete his studies. This is the greatest tragedy for a person who claims to be smart.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that this game, which cost a lot to both of you and me, is a game between you and my brothers..."

A faint sadness also rose in Jiang Yi's heart. He never thought that Mr. Jiupu in his previous life would be him. Does this count as Xiao Qiang, a brother of the Dali royal family?

"Brother Huang has re-trained in martial arts, and his body has recovered, what's the matter?" Then Jiang Yi asked curiously.

"Hehe, this is a sad story. Brother Eighteen wants to hear it?" The young man's smile showed no other emotions except bitterness.

"Anyway, there is plenty of time tonight, Brother Huang, why don't you talk about it." Jiang Yi still has to wait for Dacun Farm to collect the net, and he has already caught the person he most wants to catch, and the main goal has been achieved, so he is not in a hurry at this time leave.

The most important thing is that he is really curious about how Jiang Shizhuo, the son of the loyal prince's mansion who existed like a transparent person in the previous life and the present life, has become the famous and vicious Mr. Jiupu in the previous life!

That's right, Mr. Jiupu, who made Jiang Yi extremely jealous, is the eldest son of Prince Zhong Jiang Se, the eldest brother of Jiang Shihuai, and also the eldest son of Prince Zhong's mansion.

Seeing that his prince seemed to be planning to have a long talk, Lu Fan ordered someone to move a chair, and Jiang Yi sat down a few steps away from Jiang Shizhuo.

However, Jiang Shizhuo's wheelchair had already been pushed away from its original position by the Blood Yiwei, to the center of the emptiest courtyard.

And the blood-clothed guards who were originally crowded in the backyard also evacuated the backyard, leaving only Fulong standing behind Jiang Yi with his sleeves tucked in like a shadow.

"Hey, the eighteenth brother is just like the rumors. Brother Huang feels ashamed of himself." Jiang Shizhuo sighed, seeing Jiang Yi was a little confused, and continued:

"If I win today, Brother Huang, I'm afraid that the eighteenth brother will suffer an intolerable humiliation first, and there will never be such a long talk."

Jiang Yi smiled, if one day he really becomes a prisoner himself, he will definitely suffer eighteen levels of hell-like pain.

Because of this, he has always been in awe of everything and everyone, and thinks twice before acting, because he knows that he must not fail, let alone become a prisoner of his subordinates.

Jiang Shizhuo just sighed casually about Jiang Yi's gentlemanly demeanor, and then said formally:

"Hehe, I've been an eldest son in a wheelchair for more than 20 years. Later, our imperial grandmother gave me a elixir. I finally got rid of my disability and can re-enter martial arts..."

"It's a pity that in just a few years, he became disabled again, and all this is thanks to my own brother..."

Jiang Yi understood that this younger brother was undoubtedly Jiang Shihuai. A year ago, Jiang Shihuai finally ascended to the position of son, and he must have murdered Jiang Shizhuo shortly thereafter.

However, compared to Jiang Shizhuo, a healthy son of the loyal prince, Jiang Yi is more afraid of Jiang Shizhuo who will be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

What Jiang Shizhuo said next indirectly confirmed Jiang Yi's feeling.

"However, Brother Wei didn't resent Shi Huai at all because of this, and he was even grateful, because he helped me make the most difficult decision, saving me from my own hesitation!"

Jiang Shizhuo's eyes were bright, and he was a little excited, and continued: "You know, my eighteenth brother, compared with physical fitness and martial arts, my brother prefers to study the art of intrigue."

"But human energy is limited after all. If you want to pursue the ultimate, you can only choose one of the two."

"Back then, the emperor's grandmother gave me the elixir, which restored my brother's body and martial arts talent, and my brother continued to retreat for several years. I think the eighteenth brother should know."

Jiang Yi nodded. He knew that this was also the direct reason why Jiang Se and Jiang Shihuai father and son wanted to seize the position of Prince Duan's son. They wanted to find another birth for the second son Jiang Shihuai.

At that time, almost everyone thought that Jiang Shizhuo would completely secure his position as the eldest son.

"But what I don't know is that in the first year of retreat, I didn't do anything, and I was always in the middle of a choice. Should I choose martial arts or strategy?"

"In the end, I chose strategy and gave up martial arts. I have been studying strategies painstakingly in those years, and I haven't practiced martial arts at all..."

"After leaving the customs, I naturally let my father and grandmother down, but my younger brother Jiang Shihuai was fulfilled."

"I don't feel any loss after losing my son's position. Even though Jiang Shihuai was afraid of me making a comeback, he secretly used his hands to abolish my martial arts talent. I don't have any resentment. Instead, I am grateful to him for helping me cut off the last trace of my martial arts thoughts. Finally, I can concentrate on studying the art of intrigue."

Hearing this, Jiang Yi was speechless for a long time, this kind of "talent", or this kind of cruelty to himself, he thought he could not do it, and few people in the world could do it.

No wonder the other party was able to set off bloody storms in his previous life. With this obsession and persistence in scheming alone, he is destined to be a thunderbolt once he grows up.

"On this point, I'm not as good as Brother Huang." Jiang Yi sighed, and said again: "It's just that Brother Huang is a direct lineage of the Dali Emperor, why did he choose a sect outside the world? Brother Huang should know that everything is prosperous and everything is damaged. reason."