"Ho ho..."

When the three of them walked into the prince's mansion, they saw strange corpses, walking aimlessly in the yard, making a wild beast-like sound from their mouths.

"These are all zombies, and the corpse-driven demon is refined with Baiyue witchcraft." Mo Ya said.

"Disgusting thing." Ling Chen shook his head. The "people" in front of him did not look like zombies, but like zombies, with unrecognizable faces and disgusting.

"boom……"

Ling Chen's thoughts moved, and the surging true energy penetrated his body, turning into boundless cold air, and blasted towards the zombies ahead.

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen zombies in front of the three of them were wrapped in cold air and turned into ice sculptures. The cold cold air penetrated the bones and immediately wiped out the insects in the zombies' bodies.

"I'll leave the next thing to you." Ling Chen said to the two of them, and then he jumped towards the west gate.

Looking at Ling Chen's back, Wei Zhuang and Mo Ya's faces did not fluctuate at all, and they continued to move forward.

Soon, the two of them came to the prince's bedroom. Mo Ya's eyes moved slightly, his figure flashed, and he rushed in in an instant.

At the same time, outside the prince's mansion.

"Brother Han, something is wrong." Zhang Liang leaned into Han Fei's ear and muttered, his eyes signaling the many soldiers behind him.

At this time, it was time for soldiers to rotate, but something was wrong with the person who came to change shifts.

Han Fei turned his head and glanced, and his heart suddenly sank.

These people were actually the imperial guards guarding the royal palace, and Ji Wuye actually transferred the imperial guards over.

The imperial guards are the guards of the palace and are used to protect the safety of the King of Han. Now that so many imperial guards are transferred in one go, the defense of the palace will definitely be empty. If someone breaks into the palace, the consequences will be unimaginable.

What is Ji Wuye trying to do?

Han Fei's eyes flashed, and he whispered a few instructions in Zhang Liang's ear, and then threw away the wine cup in his hand and left quickly.

Soon, Han Fei returned to Zilanxuan and found Zinniao. The two walked all the way to the palace.

On the other side, at the west gate of the Prince's Mansion, Ling Chen's figure fell from the sky and came to Yan Lingji.

"You came from there, was Wushuang Ghost defeated?" Yan Lingji looked at Ling Chen and said in a gentle tone.

"You should be very clear about my strength." Ling Chen said,

"Are you okay?"

"You came here to ask this?" Looking at Ling Chen, Yan Lingji's expression was complicated.

"Then what should I do, fight you?" Ling Chen raised his mouth and walked to Yan Lingji, stared at her eyes, and asked softly.

"Hmph, if nothing is wrong, you can leave." Yan Lingji snorted and turned her head and said.

"I feel very unhappy to see me when I hear your tone." Ling Chen said.

Yan Lingji didn't say anything, gave him a glance, walked to the side and sat down.

"From your eyes, I can see that you are not happy with your current life." Ling Chen walked over, sat down beside her, and said lightly.

"What the hell do you want to say?" Yan Lingji said to Ling Chen.

"If you have nothing to do, just talk and chat? I don't think you are alone, you will seem bored and help you relieve your boredom." Ling Chen said.

Yan Lingji glanced at Ling Chen speechlessly, "Are we enemies now?"

"Okay, it seems that there is no chance this time." Suddenly, Ling Chen's eyes moved and he noticed a figure flashing on the roof in the distance. He immediately stood up.

Han Qiancheng.

"Go away."

After saying that, Ling Chen's body suddenly jumped up, and his whole body went away like lightning.

"Oh." Looking at Ling Chen's back, Yan Lingji sighed quietly, held her cheek with her right hand, and stared at the front in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Swoosh..."

The fierce true energy discharged all the surrounding true energy. Ling Chen was very fast, leaving behind phantoms in the air, and soon saw Han Qiancheng jumping constantly in the prince's mansion.

Looking at the bow and arrow on his back, Ling Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Can't you resist this?"

Even if he didn't know the plot, he could still think of the fourth son Han Yu's psychology. At this time, all forces gathered together, Tianze kidnapped the prince, Han Fei and Ji Wuye rescued him, and only Han Yu was out of the way.

He sent his adopted son Han Qiancheng over, not as simple as helping, but to take the opportunity to eradicate the prince.

In this way, if Han Fei's mission fails and the prince supported by Ji Wuye dies, he will become the biggest beneficiary.

Unfortunately, sometimes things don't develop as people think.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Ling Chen's thoughts moved, the true energy condensed, and an ice blade appeared in his right hand.

"go……"

Ling Chen waved his right hand, and the ice blade flew out in an instant, and the terrifying speed directly exploded the air, and a rumbling roar sounded.

"not good……"

In front of him, Han Qiancheng, who was jumping on the roof, suddenly felt his heart tightening, his scalp numb, and a strong breath of death enveloped him.

He took the bow and pulled the arrow without hesitation, turned around in the air, and shot towards the back. The sharp cold light flashed in the sky and roared away.

However, the next moment, Han Qiancheng's eyes were filled with a strong look of fear.

"Bang……"

I saw that with a bang in the air, his bow and arrow were cut into two halves by the ice blade as thin as a cicada wing, and then he slashed towards him without decreasing speed.

"Puchi..."

The sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh sounded, and a severe pain came from the shoulders. Then, a black shadow flashed in front of him. Before Han Qiancheng could see the face of the visitor clearly, he felt a pain in his neck and fainted.

"Bang……"

Han Qiancheng's body fell weakly from the air, and fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up smoke and dust.

"Ding, the host defeated the seventh level of innate warrior and obtained 700 points."

Ling Chen's figure floated down, lifted Han Qiancheng's body up, walked to a room, and threw it on the ground.

"Just have a good sleep here." Ling Chen said softly at Han Qiancheng, who was bleeding from his shoulders.

The ice blade was slashed on his shoulder, and he had already shown mercy. Otherwise, the ice blade just now would have taken Han Qiancheng's life.

Such injuries will not kill him.

Without hesitation, Ling Chen turned around and left and rushed to the prince's bedroom.

Soon, Mo Ya's figure appeared in his eyes.

"Where are people?"

Ling Chen's figure stopped, looked at Mo Ya with a blue face and frowned.

Where is Weizhuang? Where is the prince?

"The prince has been transferred by them for a long time. I fought with the Hundred Poison King. I accidentally took the opportunity to run away. As for Weizhuang, there have been no one." Mo Ya said angrily.

We agreed to work together to fight against the powerful enemy together, and Weizhuang would be fine, so we left him alone and ran away.

"I see."

He looked up at the sky. The sun had completely set. The night was coming. Ling Chen nodded, his body flew into the air and left in an instant.

"The prince was actually transferred. They should be in the cold palace of Zheng State at this time." In the air, Ling Chen jumped on the roof and muttered to himself.

Outside the Prince's Mansion, Han Fei's figure was gone, and fate seemed to have returned to the origin again.

Originally, in his opinion, Wei Zhuang and Mo Ya were enough to rescue the prince, but unexpectedly, there was a change now.

Tianze and the corpse-expressing demon disappeared, and the prince was actually transferred secretly, and the entire prince's mansion became an empty shell.
Chapter completed!