Nangong Longze's deep and dark eagle eyes just swept through Nangong Longkui's face, then fell firmly on Huangfu Yuqing's face, facing the woman's cold and clear watery eyes, Shaga said, "Where is the little prince now?"

The air seemed to solidify, and the atmosphere became tense instantly. Feng Ling, who was standing behind Huangfu Yuqing, couldn't help but sweat for the master. The prince's eagle eyes were almost spewed out with bloody red flames.

At this moment, Nangong Longkui, who was standing beside Feng Ling, drooping a strange look, glanced at the sword on Feng Ling's waist, walking along the way, he did not expect that the Jiuyang Sword that was rumored in the world was next to him. If he could get this sword, it would not only easily remove the thousand-year-old cold iron that bound him, but also practice more profound martial arts.

Nangong Longze approached step by step, his eagle eyes approached Huangfu Yuqing, and the woman's soft voice came out: "If the prince is willing to withdraw his troops, I will bring the young prince back safely..."

But her words were contemptuous and contemptuous. Nangong Longze snorted coldly at the woman's watery eyes and said coldly: "You are a woman, you dare to use tricks to interfere in the government affairs. In addition to taking him down today, I cannot let you go like this. Come on, take them down together and take them back to the capital to wait for your father to fall."

As soon as the man finished speaking, a sharp scream came. Feng Ling behind Huangfu Yuqing was caught off guard by Nangong Longkui using a thousand-year-old cold iron. His body shook, and the man also snatched the sword from his waist with a sensitive sword. While Feng Ling screamed, his face suddenly changed and he was shocked.

"Princess, Nine Yang Sword--" Feng Ling shouted loudly. Huangfu Yuqing had raised his hand to attack Nangong Longkui. The whistling palm wind made the man overwhelmed. Nangong Longkui's internal strength was restrained by the thousand-year-old cold iron. While dodging the left and right attacks of Huangfu Yuqing and Feng Ling, he raised his sword to cut off the shackles that imprisoned his hands and feet, looking a little embarrassed.

Nangong Longze glanced at the Nine Yang Sword in Nangong Longkui's hand, and couldn't help but frown. Of course, he understood the use of the Nine Yang Sword, but he didn't expect that this thing would fall into the hands of Huangfu Yuqing's master and servant. It seemed that he had indeed underestimated that woman. Seeing that Huangfu Yuqing's master and servant and Nangong Longkui got into a gang, Nangong Longze did not react, but instead acted like sitting in the mountains and watching the tiger fight, quietly waiting for the final result.

Huangfu Yuqing had a jade sword in his hand. The emerald green color rippled into the eyes of the man watching. A dark color flashed in his deep eyes. Nangong Longkui tried to cut off the thousand-year-old cold iron again and again, but it was fruitless. Just when he thought he was fooled by Feng Ling and thought that the sword in his hand was not the Nine Yang Divine Sword at all, he accidentally raised the sword blade to resist the silver-white sword light that Huangfu Yuqing drew to the sky. The two sharp blades collided and burst out with a powerful aura, which made Huangfu Yuqing's wrist numb, and the jade sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

A trace of splendor flashed in Nangong Longkui's eyes, and he felt that one wrist suddenly became relaxed. One of the shackles made of thousand-year-old cold iron fell off at some point. The long-lost internal force was accumulating little by little. Huangfu Yuqing's body was shaken by the powerful aura and fell heavily. She saw that a cut on her arm was cut by the sword edge at some point. The best silk and satin cloth cracked, and the red liquid was soaked and flowed down.

The dazzling bright red made Nangong Longze's eagle eyes slightly stunned, and his deep eyes suddenly darkened. The next second, the man suddenly raised his palm and used all his strength to hit it out. Even people with insensitivity could clearly hear the howling and sharp palm wind. Nangong Longkui wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

The man's palm wind fell on the other side like a sharp blade, making a slight sound. The person's body trembled involuntarily, his scalp became numb and he felt chilling.

"Princess, are you okay?" Feng Ling rushed to his master, and Nangong Longze's sharp eyes were still staring at Nangong Longkui who had been shot down to the edge of the cliff. Because the iron shackles on his hands and feet had not been completely lifted, Nangong Longkui could not deal with it with all his strength. He ate Nangong Longze's heavy palm and squirted out a mouthful of blood.

Nangong Longze slowly moved forward, raised his sword eyebrows, and swept his cold eyes faintly through the embarrassing figure on the ground. He stared at Gao Lin without any focal length, and was in front of Gao Lin. In the deep mountains and woods, there was a fog swaying, and a thin cold air flowing in the air. The man's cold voice escaped: "You can do such a conscience as killing the father, which shows how vicious your mind is. If you still have a trace of conscience, take the initiative to follow me back to Beijing to collect the crime."

"Even if I die, I will never die in your hands." Nangong Longkui curled a cold smile on the corner of his lips and said in a low voice: "In addition... there is one thing I seem to remind my fourth brother again, your precious son of Princess Pingnan... that little life is still in my hands. If I die here today, your little prince... will not be able to do tomorrow!"

"Do you really think I found this place? This is all thanks to my second brother. I have seen all the secret codes you left along the way. I believe that no one of your subordinates can escape." Nangong Longzening stared at the other party's increasingly twisted Juan Kejunyan. He knew that his guess was right, and he glanced at Ji Lu with a faint look. The boy immediately understood the hint in the master's eyes.

The man's words immediately made Nangong Longkui's eyes darken, and he spewed out a large mouthful of blood again. He felt a warm and sweet liquid flowing in his body. The image in front of him became blurry, but he tried his best to breathe his last breath, holding the Nine Yang Divine Sword in his hand, and Shaga snorted coldly: "I said that even if I die, I will never die in your hands..."

After saying this, the man seemed to be desperately trying his best to jump down with lightning speed and fell into the abyss of a mountain stream, shocking Huangfu Yuqing and Feng Ling not far away. No one expected that the second prince would end like this in the end. It is conceivable what the abyss that could not be seen at first sight.

"Princess, he... he fell down with the Nine Yang Sword. What should I do? What should I do? How can I explain to my master!" Feng Ling reacted again, and a whine erupted from her cherry lips. The Nine Yang Sword was so coquettish that she asked her master for help. She agreed that she would return it in half a month. How should she explain it now?

Huangfu Yuqing also frowned, but she was not worried about the Nine Yang Sword, but for her precious son. Although she and Shangguan Mo both discovered Nangong Longkui's own clever tricks along the way, and then the man's secret code also found some clues, but after all, she had not seen the living little prince appear in front of her. Nangong Longkui fell into the deep valley like this. If the kite holding the tightly in his hand broke the thread, his heart suddenly became empty.

Nangong Longze's tall and long back stood on the edge of the cliff, his eyes were lowered and his hands were standing with his back. He pondered for a while before slowly turning around and ordered coldly: "Come on, take them back and wait for his father to fall."

"Prince, you...you can't treat the princess like this." Feng Ling was eager to protect the master, and hurriedly stepped forward to block the master, but was gently teased by Huangfu Yuqing, and the woman's cold voice faintly escaped-

"One person does things and one person takes care of them. This is all my idea and has nothing to do with her. Please let her go."

Feng Ling was slightly stunned, but when she received the warning from the depths of the master's water eyes, she obediently closed her mouth. She knew what Huangfu Yuqing was thinking at this moment. The master hoped that she could find an opportunity to notify Shangguan Mo to avoid a head-on conflict with Nangong Longze. Secondly, if Huangfu Yuqing really had any mistakes, she could also find an opportunity to save her.

Nangong Longze hesitated a little, and his eyes seemed to have inadvertently glanced at the woman's wounded arm. Although it had been wrapped in gauze by Feng Ling at this moment, the overflowing bright red liquid was still clearly visible.

"Let her get out before I change my mind!" Nangong Longze frowned, and he couldn't tell why, but he actually agreed to the woman's request by a devil and let go of the weird maid beside her. He always felt that something would definitely happen later, but he still responded.

Huangfu Yuqing gave Feng Ling a wink. Although the girl was unwilling to do so, she still responded to the master's wishes, nodded, and quickly left the scene of the incident.

Looking at the darker and darker sky, Nangong Longze frowned, suddenly changed his mind, Ning ordered to the accompanying soldiers: "Transfer my order, I will set up camp here tonight, and send someone down the mountain to search. If you want to see someone alive and see the corpse after death, you must bring the second prince up, so that I can return to the capital to report together."

Huangfu Yuqing's water eyes also flashed with a strange color, and his eyes swept through the edge of the cliff. Even if she looked at it from her perspective, she could feel the depth of the mountain stream. It would be a miracle to say that someone could survive after falling down here, but she also understood that Nangong Longze had always been cautious in handling people, so it was expected that men would do this. Now she was just praying that everything on Shangguan Mo would go smoothly...

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The burning bonfire illuminated the woods. Huangfu Yuqing watched the soldiers who were left behind skillfully set up the camp tent, while the man looked around thinking, frowned and thoughtful.
Chapter completed!