When all the cold lights disappeared, Shi Wu was already on the ground, a slender and sharp Tung Ling Blade was pressed against his neck, the smile on his face once again, "Alright, follow me."

Shi Wu sighed in his heart. No matter how unwilling he was, he had to let it go in the end. In his next life, would he still be able to meet Shi Jiu again?

After saying that, the two slender hands moved a few more times on Shi Wu's shoulders. The latter let out a stuffy groan, and cold sweat dripped down like soybeans. Both of his arms hung by his side in a strange posture;

After doing all that, Ben Ying kept her Tung Ling's Blade. She clapped her hands and was about to bring Shi Wu back to the mansion when her expression suddenly turned cold. She turned around and raised her hand, and when it made contact with a palm, it released a low 'bang' sound. At the next moment, Ben Ying was pushed back a few steps while holding her chest.

Ben Ying stood on the roof with a heavy expression. [There is actually such a superior cultivator. Where did he come from?]

As the first light of dawn appeared in the sky, the long night finally came to an end. However, the storm brought about by the night was far from over!

When Ben Ying returned to her residence, she immediately went to see that person. After hearing her description, the latter's face became extremely ugly, "You said that he found out about the things that happened between you two here?"

Ben Ying's face did not look good, "I have already captured that man, but someone suddenly appeared and saved him!"

That man's hands tightened as he said coldly, "Once the news gets out, both you and I will be finished!"

"I have tried my best, but that man's kung fu is top-notch, I can't catch up to him." After saying that, Ben Ying asked again: "Do you know who they are?"

That person gritted his teeth and only managed to squeeze out a few words after a long while, "If I'm not mistaken, they should be The people of the god's camp!"

Ben Ying's eyelids jumped, "Someone from the Emperor Zhou?" Camping was simply too famous, even someone as foreign as her had heard of her since childhood.

That person walked around the room uneasily, and only after a while did he stop, "must already know that you guys are my people, with his personality, he will never let me go. The only way is to make the first move!"

Ben Ying thought for a while, and understood what he meant, "Are you planning to make a move against Emperor Zhou directly?"

"Do you have a better way?" That person's face looked somewhat sinister. After a short while, he said, "This matter was caused by you, so you must help me." Seeing that Ben Ying was not speaking, he said in a cold voice: "I know your abilities, but Dong Fang Hui is holding the entire Camping, the patrolling camp and even the elite troops outside the city. Even if you have three heads and six arms, you will not be able to charge out of the Jinling." These words were a warning and a threat to both of them. They were sitting on the same boat, both of them flourishing and one of them losing … No one would be able to escape if they were to be killed!

After weighing the pros and cons, Ben Ying chuckled and said: "Where did Prince go? You and I are allies, there is no reason not to help. It's just that I don't know if Prince already has a plan, so I can arrange people for it." For a person like her, no matter how much she thought in her heart, her words would always be beautiful.

Her words caused that person's expression to slow down a bit, and made him recount the plan that he had thought of in detail. After Ben Ying memorized it carefully, she nodded and said: "Alright, I'll go and arrange it right now!"

After Ben Ying left, the person pushed open the door and came outside. He looked at the Zhaoming Palace gloomily, gritted his teeth and said: "Dong Fang Hui, even if I have to die, I will pull you down from the throne!"

In the Eastern Courtyard of Prince Rui's Palace, Mu Qian Xue sat quietly in front of a table. The candle on the table had already been extinguished and the burnt black wick was curled around the remaining half of the candle.

Xia Yue brought in the breakfast and passed a bowl of lily porridge to Mu Qian Xue. "Princess, you didn't sleep last night, you can go rest after your breakfast. If there's anything, I can call you."

"I'm fine." Mu Qian scooped a spoonful of porridge and asked, "Is Shi Wu back yet?"

"Not yet." 's heart sank. Last night, when she was preparing to change clothes and rest, Shi Jiu came in, injured, and told her about the incident with the Tung Ling assassin. After finding out that they had kidnapped Jing Yu, she immediately sent someone to visit Wang Liang's home.

After linking the two, Mu Qian Xue could guess the intentions behind it. The only thing she could not guess was whether the person hiding behind the group of Tung Ling assassins was the King of Conviction or … Someone else?

The only clue he had was Shi Wu, but he had not returned for a long time, which made him anxious and anxious.

Shi Jiu stood silently in the east yard, staring at the drooping flower arch in front of him without saying a word, a piece of white gauze that was used to bandage his wound was revealed at the end of his sleeve.

Xia Yue walked to her side and whispered: "You have been standing here for a long time, go in and rest.

Shi Jiu scoffed, and shook his head: "We have never been good people, how can the Heavens bless us."

Her words stunned Xia Yue. That's right, all the people that came from Camping had their hands stained with blood. No matter the reason, they could not be considered a wise man.

"In short, I believe that nothing will happen to Shi Wu, maybe he is already on his way back, don't worry."

Shi Jiu turned his head and looked at her for a long time, to the point that Xia Yue was baffled. Could it be that what he said was wrong, but … No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't find anything wrong with that sentence.

At this time, Xia Yue heard two words that were as thin as mosquitoes, "Thank you!"

This time, it was Xia Yue's turn to glare at Shi Jiu in astonishment. Ever since they met, she and Shi Jiu had always disliked each other and would argue from time to time.

Xia Yue cleared her throat uncomfortably and was about to say something when a bloodied figure walked in from outside the courtyard door.

"Shi Wu!" His heart that had been hanging in the air for half a night had finally dropped to the ground. When he saw the various cuts and cuts on Yun Che's clothes and the wounds on his body, Shi Jiu exclaimed in shock, "They found out?" She clearly remembered that when Shi Wu left, he did not have that many injuries.