Chapter 689

Baihu and Qinglong led the Yinjiawei to search for the fishing village according to the clues, but it was still a step too late.

Qinglong looked at the old man who was sitting there calmly mending his clothes, and strode over to grab the old man's collar.

"Say, in which direction did they flee?"

Ordinary people can't bear the power of the leader of Qinglong, but this old man didn't respond at all.

Qinglong grabbed the old man's neck with his hand, his eyes were cold.

The old man finally raised his head. Although his face was eroded by wind and sand, and his face was full of grooves, it is not difficult to see that he was a stunning beauty when he was young.

In the blink of an eye, Qinglong even saw a trace of familiarity on this face, it was this moment of daze that allowed the old man to break free.

Bai Hu shook his head, "Forget it, this old woman looks confused, and she is also a poor person who is being used, so don't embarrass her."

Immediately afterwards, Bai Hu said with a worried face: "The king has a heart for the saint. Now that the whereabouts of the saint are unknown, and her life and death are uncertain, we should think about how to deal with it?"

After talking, he picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea, and handed one of the cups to Qinglong.

While handing it to him, he drank his own cup.

Qinglong narrowed his eyes.

Bai Hu laughed and said, "Why, are you afraid that the water will be poisoned? It will definitely poison me first."

After chasing him for so long, he didn't touch a drop of water, and he was indeed thirsty. Qinglong reached out and took the glass of water.

Baihu watched him drink it with a smile.

"Qinglong, we have been following the Holy Master for some years, have you thought about leaving a way out for yourself?"

Qinglong has always been serious and taciturn. Hearing this, he glanced at him coldly: "What do you mean?"

"The four of us, you and Suzaku are the ones most trusted by the Holy Lord. After all, the Holy Lord has saved your lives, but Xuanwu and I, no matter how loyal we are and how good we are at handling things, are always in the eyes of the Holy Lord. can't see us."

"Holy Master, she is a woman. Her heart is too soft, and she will not be able to achieve great things in the end."

The white tiger smiled and turned into Maitreya Buddha. He looked harmless to humans and animals, but his eyes were full of light and his ambition grew wildly.

"You..." Qinglong's face suddenly changed, and he stared at Baihu in disbelief.

Just as he was about to make a move, the man fell to the ground with a "plop", with bulging veins on his bare neck.

The white tiger squatted beside him with a smile: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous, it will just make you unconscious for a while. After all, we have colleagues, so how can I be willing to kill you? When you wake up, the God of the God Du Kingdom will kill you." changed."

Then he laughed and left.

"Boss." The subordinates stepped forward quickly and whispered in their ears.

Hearing this, Baihu laughed: "Xuanwu has always been a man of current affairs, as for Suzaku..."

Baihu squinted his eyes: "Only in the current situation, he can't make any waves. I will take someone to deal with the Whale Feather Army, and tell the general for me that the battle must be resolved quickly."

"Yes." His hands clasped their fists and left.

Bai Hu looked back at Qinglong who fell to the ground, his eyes gradually became firm, he turned his head and strode away.

All the Silver Armored Guards are only loyal to the Holy Master, if the Holy Lord is gone, there is no need for the Silver Armored Guards to exist.

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When the first sun rose, Nan En led the troops into the palace, and the forbidden army let them go without any interception.

Nan En rode on the horse, looking at the majestic palace in front of him with complicated eyes.

On the square in front of the main hall, all the officials stood.

Instead of their king, they waited for Nan En with a horse and a sword.

This is disrespectful in the royal palace. Even if General Nan En has made great achievements, it is still a challenge to the royal power.

Some officials stood up angrily and accused: "General Nan En, do you still have the Lord in your eyes? Please dismount immediately and remove the sword, and plead guilty to the Lord."

Nan En was sitting on horseback, looking down from the heights, his murderous aura was daunting.

He pulled out his saber and dropped it without hesitation.

"Ah..." There was a long series of screams from the crowd, and everyone was stunned by the bloody scene in front of them.

"The saint is missing, the lord is heartbroken, accidentally slipped and fell into the sea, and his whereabouts are unknown. The country cannot be left alone for a day. Until the whereabouts of the lord are found, this general will supervise the country. Wait, do you have any objections?"

Everyone was stunned by this scene, who dared to object.

"Very well, everyone guards their posts well. If this general finds out that there is something wrong with him, he will be punished."

The iron-blooded and murderous Nan En naturally made these literati who had never even touched a gun extremely afraid, and they wished to bow their heads and obediently, forgetting all the kings and saintesses.

They should have thought of this day a long time ago. The fate of the master of meritorious service is either to be killed or to rebel. Obviously, this general wants to preemptively strike. Among the officials who have already secretly taken refuge in Nan En, they can't help but feel grateful for their vision and stand on the wrong side. Some of the team members are annoyed and some are silent, and all beings are different.

Naturally, there are also those who are used to flattering people who come forward and say good things. Nan En is most annoyed by this snob, who kicks him away with one kick. Naturally, those who are hesitant to come forward will not dare to make mistakes.

Nan En strode into the hall, sat down on the king's chair in the middle, and ordered his subordinates: "Go to the dark prison and bring me a man."

The subordinates got the order, and immediately went to the secret prison. This is the place where the top-secret criminals are held. Only the king has the right to transfer. However, now that the palace has changed, and the secret prison has been taken over by Nan En's people, it is not a sentence to transfer a prisoner. It's a matter of words.

The prison was dark, dark and damp, and there was a decaying smell in the air.

The iron door of the prison opened, and a thin figure curled up in the corner, looking pitiful.

"You, come out."

Hearing the sound, the boy raised his drowsy head, and his dull eyes lost their former vitality.

It was the long-lost Prince Seer.

Selm walked out of the dark prison blankly, came into contact with the sunlight, the whole person came back to his senses, and then read with his face crossed: "I... am I going to die?"

The more Seer thought about it, the more aggrieved he became.

That night, he was taught a lesson by his sister, he was not convinced, and he became rebellious, so he sneaked out in the middle of the night while avoiding the guards.

In fact, he didn't think about what to do, he just didn't want to go back to the country, so he deliberately angered his sister.

If he knew what happened that night, he wouldn't dare to sneak out even if he had ten guts.

Thinking of this, he was taken to the palace, where Searle had been here, and it was the place where the king received foreign guests.

"General Nanen? How could you..."

Seeing General Nan En sitting on the seat belonging to the king, Searle felt that his brain was probably not enough.

"Prince Seir has suffered these days, go down and have a good rest, I will send you back to reunite with your sister."

Seeing the dizzy Searle being taken down, Nan En smiled coldly.

He naturally knew why Searle was put in a dark prison. That night Searle accidentally broke through Waka to meet with Sang Luo. Although Searle is a stupid person, he may not think of the deep level at all, but just in case, Sang Luo Luo still took him into a dark prison to prevent the news from leaking.

Waka is loyal to the Holy Lord on the surface, but in fact he has already taken refuge in Sangluo secretly.

Waka holds the future of the entire Shendu Kingdom in his hands.

Thinking of this, Nan En immediately stood up: "Come here."

A tall man in a camouflage uniform walked in and knelt on the ground.

"I let you keep an eye on Waka, now it's time to close the net, and he must be brought to me safe and sound."

"The subordinate obeys."

This person is the leader of the secret special forces, code-named Snow Lion, who was originally the leader of the international mercenary organization, but was later bought by Nan En with a lot of money to secretly train a troop for him.

Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a while, Nan En is confident that his Snow Lion Army will never be at a disadvantage when it meets the Tiger Feather Army.

When tigers and lions compete, it depends on who can have the last laugh.