Yingzheng thought about it several times and struggled in his heart.

I unclenched my fist several times and clenched it again.

Finally, he finally compromised.

"One day, I will make your life worse than death."

After saying harsh words, Ying Zhengqi left in anger.

Li Feibai sneered and didn't care. He seemed to be in a good mood and walked around the camp at will under the watchful eyes of the four white-robed soldiers.

"If you dare to walk around again, believe it or not, I will break your feet?"

At this time, Zhao Qiancheng's voice sounded outside the camp.

This sentence was naturally meant for the white-robed army.

He opened the curtain and walked in.

Seeing him, Li Feibai spread his hands to indicate that he was not moving.

"You all go down."

"Yes!" The four white-robed soldiers took the order and left the camp.

Zhao Qiancheng immediately walked up to Li Feibai and asked in a low voice: "Master, are you okay?"

Shaking his head, Li Feibai smiled lightly, indicating that he was fine.

"Then Ying Zhengqi is still determined to do harm to you, so why don't you let me kill him." Zhao Qiancheng was indignant.

"No, I'm sure he will never dare to challenge me again in the future." Li Feibai replied.

"Why?" Zhao Qiancheng was curious.

It was a matter of life and death for Li Feibai, so he had to get to the bottom of it so that he could feel at ease.

"Isn't his father still in Jinglin? I threatened him casually, but he didn't dare to act rashly."

Nodding, Zhao Qiancheng said: "Sir, you put yourself in the enemy's camp. Everyone here is full of murderous intentions towards you. Is it too dangerous?"

"No." Li Feibai shook his head: "As I just said in the Chinese army's tent, I am still of great use to Nangong Banmeng. Besides, without my help, Nangong Banmeng will never be able to kill Nangong Ding.

"

"But Nangong Banmeng will never believe your plan."

Patting Zhao Qiancheng's shoulder, Li Feibai smiled and said, "Don't you still have that mouth of yours?"

Zhao Qiancheng understood it and said: "I understand."

Li Feibai naturally wanted to use Zhao Qiancheng's mouth to give Nangong Banmeng some advice.

Stretching his waist, Li Feibai seemed a little tired.

"I'm a little tired after a hard day's work today. I rushed too hard today and my head still hurts."

Li Feibai rubbed his head and said with a wry smile.

"Sir, I will give you my bed to sleep on." Zhao Qiancheng said immediately.

"Absolutely not!" Li Feibai immediately stopped him.

"The prisoner must behave like a prisoner. You sleep on the bed, give me a haystack, and I'll take care of it."

"This..." Zhao Qiancheng frowned.

"I'm just going to sleep, I'm not that pretentious."

After hearing what he said, Zhao Qiancheng just gave up.

Fortunately, Nangong Banmeng asked Zhao Qiancheng to guard Li Feibai under his nose, so he could finally rest assured.

Within ten feet of him, Zhao Qiancheng had absolute confidence that no one could hurt Li Feibai.

Prince Zhao's Mansion.

A mess.

There is the desolation after the war, and there are also the ruins caused by Nangong Ding's anger.

In the main hall, Nangong Ding closed his eyes tightly and frowned. His chest rose and fell, as if his anger had not subsided.

He really couldn't figure out why Zhao Qiancheng knew how to open the secret room of the agency that only he and Ouyang Yin knew.

There must be a traitor in the house.

Who is this person? Nangong Ding thought hard.

All the leaders bowed their heads and stood, no one dared to say a word.

After a long time, Nangong Ding finally asked: "What are the casualties?"

Lei Pingfan, the general manager of the palace, replied with a trembling voice: "To tell you what the prince is saying, a total of fifteen guards in the palace died."

Xiao Wuji then spoke: "Ten people from the Black Dragon Guard died, plus the captain of the first team, Cheng Feng, there are eleven people in total."

While reporting, he couldn't help but secretly admire Li Feibai's superb methods.

In this operation, not only did his actions not arouse Nangong Ding's suspicion at all, he even used all his strength to deal with Nangong Banmeng. At the same time, Nangong Banmeng was able to escape successfully and kidnapped Ouyang Yin and Li Feibai.

Hearing this, Nangong Ding couldn't help but feel angry again.

Ten Black Dragon Guards died, which was nothing, but Cheng Feng. During this period, Nangong Ding could be considered as cultivating him. Now that all the hard work has been wasted, how can he not be angry?

Holding back his overwhelming anger, Nangong Ding asked again: "Where are the guards of the Qingyi Division?"

Sun Qirui stood up and replied tremblingly: "Back to the prince, nine people from the Qingyi Division were killed and two were seriously injured."

"Two people seriously injured?" Nangong Ding was confused.

With Zhao Qiancheng's methods, he should not have made such a mistake.

"Who?" he continued to ask.

"One is the guard captain of the Tsing Yi Situation Camp, named Ling Tian, ​​and the other is Lin Tianchong, Bai Siwei's personal guard."

Is this the same pronunciation?

Nangong thought carefully.

"Are they awake?"

"I'm awake, but my lord, there's something strange." Sun Qirui said tremblingly.

"What time has it been? Why are you so long-winded? Just say it quickly." Nangong Ding said angrily.

Not daring to delay any more, Sun Qirui reported directly: "When we arrived at the latrine, Ling Tian was unconscious, wearing the armor of the Black Dragon Guard."

"What? Why is he wearing Black Dragon Guard armor?" Nangong Ding was full of doubts.

"We haven't asked you about this yet, so we don't know."

"Send Ling Tian here immediately, and I will ask him in person." Nangong Ding ordered.

"Yes!" Sun Qirui accepted the order.

After a while, Ling Tian was carried on a stretcher and entered the main hall.

His eyes were distracted and he seemed a little confused, his lips were pale, and his breathing was short. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty." Ling Tian struggled to get up, but failed in the end and could only salute with a weak voice.

Not in the mood to care about these false gifts, Nangong Ding asked directly: "You and Zhao Qiancheng went to the latrine, what happened?"

Ling Tian's eyes were in trance, as if he was trying to remember. After a long time, he said:

"Back to the prince, after we arrived at the hut, Lin Tianchong said he was worried about Zhao Qiancheng going in alone, so he followed him into the hut. Before I could have a cup of tea, I only saw Lin Tianchong with a long sword stuck in his chest. He came out of the hut.

He flew out, and when I reacted and was about to call for help, I felt a figure flash in front of me, and then... I lost consciousness."

After listening to Ling Tian's words, Nangong Ding remained silent as he carefully distinguished between the true and false.

After a while, Nangong Ding felt that these words were a bit rough and lacked details, but he could not find any flaws in them for the time being.

"Then why are you wearing the Black Dragon Guard armor?"

Ling Tian panicked. He clenched his fists with the only strength he had and replied hurriedly: "Your Majesty, I really don't know why I am wearing the armor of the Black Dragon Guard? Zhao Qiancheng must have wanted to do something, so when I was unconscious,

Help me put it on."

Xiao Wuji, who was on the side, curled his lips when he heard this, as if he wanted to say something, but finally held back.

This scene did not escape Nangong Ding's eyes.

"Wuji, what do you want to say?" he asked directly.

"Your Majesty, it's hard to say now. Let's listen to Lin Tianchong's side of the story first." Xiao Wuji cupped his hands and replied.
Chapter completed!