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Cai'Er's mouth was wide open as she used her hands to support her forehead. That kitten had really gotten into trouble this time. Let alone the prince, even the prince wouldn't let it go.

Thinking that such a cute kitten might be beaten to death by the angry Lingyun, she felt that it was a bit of a pity.

As for persuading Lingyun to let the kitten go, she didn't have that much courage. Not to mention her, even the Canton Princess couldn't do it. This was because the kitten had even knocked over the queen's spirit tablet. All the servants in the manor knew that this was the most important thing to Ling Yun.

Once, a servant accidentally knocked over a spirit tablet, and Lingyun who had always been gentle towards others directly killed that servant.

As Ling Yun walked within the vast palace, his complexion became more and more unsightly. His face was ashen, and the veins on his face throbbed slightly.

Meng Meng, who was in his embrace, realized that she had caused a disaster and hid in Lingyun's embrace, not daring to make a sound.

He walked into the kitchen. The pot had been turned over, the plates had been broken, and the ingredients had spilled all over the floor. There was a kitchen knife stuck in the ground …

In the main hall, the tiger skin stool was covered in claw marks, and a crack appeared in the picture of the tiger descending from the mountain behind the throne. The bead curtain fell to the ground, scattering one pearl after another.

The veil in Ling Zhan's chamber... Wine Room...

The bad feeling in Ling Yun's heart became more and more intense, and his face became more and more gloomy. Even the butler Uncle Fu, who was one step behind him, could clearly feel the anger in Ling Yun's heart.

His footsteps became faster and faster. He quickly walked towards Ling Zhan's study, towards the orchid garden.

Hopefully, that place wasn't ruined. Otherwise, even he wouldn't be able to protect Mengmeng, so the only thing he could do was apologize to the old Dragon Cat. Ling Yun thought to himself.

He quickly arrived in front of the orchid garden.

Through the fence, he could see that there was not the slightest disarray. Lingyun let out a sigh of relief.

Luckily, this place was relatively remote. Lingyun let out a sigh of relief as the little dragon cat didn't come here.

Lowering his head, his pupils couldn't help but contract as he saw a row of plum shaped footprints faintly visible on the ground. The pair of eyes that were as sharp as knives immediately looked at the little kitten in his arms, Meng Meng.

Meng Meng never saw Lingyun's expression before, she was so scared that she shrunk back. Her eyes were sparkling, pitiful, but Lingyun's heart did not waver because of it.

With a cold look at Meng Meng, he walked towards the orchid garden.

In front of his eyes, a middle-aged man dressed in armor instantly appeared, holding an ancient looking long spear that was three feet long. The spear's tip flickered with a cold luster, and black bloodstains that faintly emitted an evil aura were faintly discernable.

The armored middle-aged man remained expressionless as he reached out to stop Ling Yun, "Your Highness, please stop. Otherwise, your only choice is to offend your highness and capture him. "

Lingyun furrowed his brows, and cupped his fists: "General Wang, did this kitten enter my father's study room last night?" After saying that, he pointed to Mengmeng who was in his arms.

Looking at the cold-faced Steel Armor middle-aged man, Xiaolong's body trembled, and he immediately entered Lingyun's robe. Lingyun could feel its trembling, and his face couldn't help but sink. Could it be that the little dragon cat really entered the orchid garden?

This cold-faced, iron-armored man was surnamed Wang, and was a famous general under Ling Zhan. He was highly regarded, and was also once a member of the Black Armored Iron Army.

"Hmm?" Wang Ting's brows twitched slightly. He looked at the little dragon cat in Lingyun's arms with eyes as sharp as knives, and nodded slightly.

Anger flashed in the depths of his eyes as the corner of his eye twitched. He indifferently said: "It came earlier, but I stopped it from entering the Orchid Garden."

Ling Yun could hear the surprise and anger in his voice, and could not help but be curious.

Wang Ting had always been expressionless. He had seen an ice face all day. He had seen it a few times, but he had never seen the slightest bit of emotion on the face of the latter.

His pupils suddenly constricted as he looked at the metal armor on Wang Ting's chest. There was a shallow white claw mark there.

Lingyun looked down at the little dragon cat in his arms, and sure enough, there was still some black metal on its claws. He could not help but feel shocked.

He did not know exactly how strong Wang Ting was, but to be able to become a commander level general under Ling Zhan's command, his strength was definitely not lower than that of a Martial King.

The little dragon cat had just been born not too long ago, and was still in its infancy. To think that it could break through Wang Ting's protective spiritual energy and leave a scratch on the armor. How sharp were its claws!

Naturally, Ling Yun's expression did not escape Wang Ting's eyes. He snorted in his heart and said indifferently, "Your Highness, if there's anything else, please leave!"

Lingyun cupped his fists towards Wang Ting and left.

Behind him, Wang Ting watched his back. He lowered his head to look at the claw marks on the armor on his chest. He reached out his hand and gently stroked them, his eyes filled with doubt. What kind of demon beast was that cute and silly kitten? Why did it travel through the void?

If that little guy wasn't able to travel through space and void, he would have long since pierced through it with his spear. He wouldn't have felt pity just for that adorable appearance.

As a soldier, it was his duty to obey orders. Since Ling Zhan had asked him to guard the Orchid Garden, he would naturally comply if not a single bird was allowed in.

"Ice-face, do you also think that kitty is strange?" A gentle breeze blew past, and an illusionary figure appeared beside Wang Ting. It slowly solidified into a middle-aged man with a resolute expression on his face.

This person's speed was actually so fast.

Wang Ting Hu glared at the approaching person. His face did not reveal the slightest bit of emotion as he indifferently nodded his head.

The middle-aged man that suddenly appeared was also one of Ling Zhan's underlings, but he was a family general and not a member of the Black Armored Iron Army. The fifty thousand private army that controlled the War King's Mansion was called Yan Lu.

Just these two people could tell that the Battle King's Mansion was filled with crouching tigers and hidden dragons. It was unknown just how many experts were hidden in the snow.

The War King's Manor was indeed one of the top powers within the city.

"What kind of demon beast is His Highness' kitten?" Yan Lu was also frowning, his eyes filled with doubt. There were many demonic beasts that looked like cats on the continent.

However, the little fellow in Ling Yun's embrace was not an ordinary beast. It had high intelligence and it was only in its infancy. How could it be an ordinary beast if it could break Wang Ting's protective aura?

"Could it be the queen?" Yan Lu suddenly thought of Lingyun's birth mother, and his brows twitched. As important generals under Ling Zhan, they naturally knew about Ling Zhan's matters.

"Do not bring up the Queen's matter in front of the Crown Prince!" Wang Ting frowned and said indifferently.

Yan Lu smiled in embarrassment. "Of course I know that."

"Humph!" "It's good that you know it. If you slip up, Prince will give you two hundred military sticks!" Wang Ting snorted lightly. His figure blurred and disappeared.

"Your Highness, don't let anything happen to me!" The King and Queen have paid too much for you. " Yan Lu looked in the direction that Ling Yun had left, and sighed.

Ling Yun took a quick look around the entire palace. Suddenly, he thought of something, and his expression changed as he ran towards the rear courtyard of the grand hall.

That was in the direction of his mother's "mourning hall".

Behind him, Uncle Fu bitterly smiled as he sighed in his heart. It seemed that it was impossible for Xiaolong to escape this calamity.

Shaking his head, he took a seemingly simple step forward, yet he was already three meters away, following closely behind Ling Yun without the slightest hint of fatigue.

Ling Yun looked at Uncle Fu in surprise. He did not expect that this old housekeeper, who usually looked like he might die at any time, was actually a martial artist, and not weak at all.

Afterwards, he couldn't help but laugh. How could someone who became the servant of the War King's Mansion be an ordinary person who managed all the matters of the War King's Mansion? Without a certain level of strength, he would have collapsed long ago.

Uncle Fu smiled gently at Ling Yun, his wrinkled skin bunching up, making him look extremely terrifying.

"Cough, cough!" Uncle Fu's body suddenly staggered as his shriveled hand covered his chest. A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. However, the blood was dark red in color and had traces of evil and black Qi mixed in. It was rather strange.

"What's wrong? "Uncle Fu!" Lingyun stopped, supporting Uncle Fu, he asked with concern. When he saw the dark red trail of blood at the corner of Uncle Fu's mouth, his face changed slightly, a look of disgust in his eyes.

It was not Uncle Fu's loathing, but the aura coming from the blood.

He was too familiar with that aura. Even though he had already reincarnated, he would never forget it!

"Cough, cough!" Uncle Fu's face turned abnormally red as he spat out a mouthful of dark red blood. The moment the blood fell on the ground, the ground emitted a sizzling sound and a small black hole appeared on the ground. That strange black blood was filled with poison.

"Old man! It's useless! " Uncle Fu's expression changed slightly as he waved his hand and laughed bitterly.

A gentle breeze blew, and Yan Lu appeared beside the two. When he saw the black hole on the ground, his expression slightly changed. As he supported Uncle Fu, his eyes showed concern as well as a hidden sense of respect: "Uncle Fu, did your old injury recur?"

Then he looked at Ling Yun, slightly nodded, and smiled. "Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Yes, General Yan." Lingyun also smiled and nodded, his eyebrows raised. It seems that this General Yan knows Uncle Fu's background, but now is not the time to ask about these.

He lightly placed his hand on Uncle Fu's body, and a strand of mental energy silently entered Uncle Fu's body. His brows were locked together, and his frown became more and more intense.

After the dragon cat forcefully helped him open the barrier to his spiritual space, although the barrier automatically repaired itself under the influence of some inexplicable rules, there was still a gap that had not closed because of his and Ziluo's obstruction.

His Spiritual Energy could be barely released through the tiny crack. However, because he was not a Martial Master yet, his Spiritual Energy was greatly consumed due to the influence of the unknown laws.

In his senses, a black energy filled with evil raged inside Uncle Fu's body, crazily destroying the latter's meridians. Within Uncle Fu's body, there was an obscure yet powerful energy that was filled with righteous energy that suppressed the evil energy. The two energies continued to clash within Uncle Fu's body.

Yan Lu and Uncle Fu looked at the frowning Ling Yun, curiously looking at him. Could it be that Ling Yun had investigated Uncle Fu's condition, and discovered the condition of his body?

Ling Yun withdrew his mental force, opened his eyes, and looked deeply at Uncle Fu. Without a doubt, the vast sword Qi contained within the old man's body was a force that suppressed the evil aura.

The power actually carried a trace of holy power.