Qianpo dragged his tired body back to the General's Mansion. The breeze still didn't rest at this time. Seeing that Qianpo's injury was not serious, he frowned slightly and said: "I only asked you to invite people, why did you end up like this?"

It turns out that Mr. Zhao is not a violent person."

"There was an accident on the way. It was Qianpo's mistake. But I saw the master tonight and I'm afraid I can't leave him behind!"

"You go down and have a good rest first. Don't go out these days." Qingfeng knew that Qianpo had indeed met his opponent, otherwise he would not be in such a mess. Looking at Qianpo's shoulders, he immediately knew that he had met his opponent.

At this time, there was no news about Mo Li or Mo Qi in Hancheng. The carrier pigeons he sent out had been flying for several days, but none of them had flown back. Now that Qianpo was so seriously injured again, Qingfeng was somewhat worried.

Now that the imperial city is without General Huang in command, the tribes in Mobei have become more and more treacherous. If Han Ming makes another move, the world will probably change in vain and turn into another situation.

He urgently needs Mo Li to return to Mo City, and cannot let him do whatever he wants. At this time, he cannot send the right person to look for him. Qian Po is injured and Qian Yu is still in Mo City, so he cannot send anyone at this time.

Qian Ling is out, but where is Lu Yi? Although she is a reliable person, Qing Feng is naturally worried about a woman who doesn't know martial arts.

At this time, he only hoped that Mo Li would wake up soon, and that he, the prince, could understand that it was child's play to seek political power in his position and be a dignified king.

While he was thinking, Qian Ling suddenly knocked on the door, holding a carrier pigeon in his hand. This made Qingfeng's heart finally settle down. When he took a closer look, he realized that this was not his carrier pigeon, but the pigeon from the Prince's Palace. He said: "This is the Prince's Palace."

pigeon?"

"Yes! It came from Hancheng."

Qingfeng opened the creed, and there was only one word "Zhao" on it. The word "Zhao" was crossed out, and there was nothing else.

"Zhao..." Qingfeng thought softly, wondering what he meant. King Zhao? Lord Zhao? Kill Zhao? Kill Zhao? He thought to himself, no matter which interpretation, the result would not be good.

"This is not Wang Li's handwriting, although the imitation is very similar." Qingfeng said to himself, "But who still has the Prince's carrier pigeon?"

"Back to the general, only the prince went out and took a few with him." Qian Ling replied, already feeling faintly uneasy in his heart, and said: "How about I go to Hancheng in person to inquire about the prince?"

Qingfeng shook his head and said: "You have a mission again, and it is useless to leave Mo City now."

"Yes." Qian Ling replied. He had seen blood on the ground when he entered the house, but he never said anything. At this time, he took another look, but finally did not ask any questions and just quietly retreated.

"You take Qianpo back to the palace to recuperate. I can handle the situation in the general's palace by myself."

"It's more convenient for the general to stay in the palace." Qian Ling said as he naturally retreated and turned to Qian Po's residence. Looking at Qian Po's injury, he knew it was Qian Yu's Snow Feather Sword.

At the end of the night, Qian Ling, who had not slept a wink all night, quickly left the General's Mansion and flew back and forth on the streets of Mo City, searching, as if he must find something.

"Brother, are you looking for me?" Qianyu's voice suddenly came from behind, strong but weak, "Don't worry, you won't die!" Qianyu smiled and couldn't help but cover his chest and cough twice more.

Qian Ling suddenly put the sword to his neck. Qian Yu was stunned for a moment and then his expression returned to normal and said: "It turns out that the elder brother wants my life. Fortunately, Yu'er was so moved that she wanted to cry just now."

He palmed forward and took a few steps back to avoid Qian Ling's sword.

Qian Ling also took a few steps back, but stared closely at Qian Yu. He exerted force with one hand and moved the man and the sword forward. At this time, Qian Yu quickly dodged and only heard a clanging sound. Qian Ling's frost sword collided with a folding fan. It turned out that

There is a sharp knife hidden in the shoulder of the folding fan.

"Who is it?" Qian Ling didn't see him. He only saw that the fan was blocked by Shuangling Sword, then bounced back, and then was thrown over again. Qian Ling didn't see him, but he fought with the folding fan for several times.

rounds.

Qian Ling jumped up, but saw that the bottom of the fan was connected to a thin thread and was controlled by someone. He immediately jumped up and tried to cut off the thin thread with a faint light, but he only heard a loud sound.

Without breaking, Shuang Ling Sword and himself were knocked several meters away. Qian Ling immediately used his sword to support the ground. The tip of the sword scratched the ground and produced hissing sparks. Only then did Qian Ling stabilize.

Seeing this, Qian Yu flew close to the fan, but he didn't expect that the fan moved at an amazing speed and passed close to Qian Yu's neck. Qian Ling pulled Qian Yu back in time, flipped in the air, and landed safely on his feet.

The two looked at each other and flew in the direction of the thread.

At this moment, the two were no longer opponents but allies fighting side by side.

But all they saw was a black shadow disappearing. The two of them couldn't see each other's appearance at all. It just disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if they were dazzled, let alone where to pursue it.

The two of them made a prompt decision and just broke the folding fan in half, but they didn't gain anything.

Qian Yu took the lead in picking up half of the fan and quickly disappeared in the first ray of morning light. The footprints on the ground were still slightly stained with blood. It seemed that he was seriously injured.

The fish-belly white sky gave birth to new hope. The streets of Mocheng returned to calm. It seemed that nothing had happened. Those selling morning market on the street had started shouting. One after another, more and more people gradually appeared in the sky.

Completely white and as prosperous as yesterday.

Qian Ling put away the remaining half of the folding fan and quickly walked towards the palace.

Hancheng

Xuanming Palace

"You can let him escape by sending out so many people?" Pluto drank tea leisurely, his eyes were sharp, and there was a cold air around him, which was getting thicker and thicker. It was obviously summer, but the whole house was as cold and gloomy as winter.

"It's because my subordinates are not doing things well!" Rouge lowered her head and did not dare to look at Pluto again.

Pluto remained calm, slowly sipping the tea without saying anything. He put down the tea cup for a moment, but suddenly moved to Yanzhi, locked Yanzhi's throat with one hand, lifted her up, and forced her into the corner at a very fast speed.

, making Rouge unable to react at all.

"You've really been less and less diligent in your work lately." Pluto curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled so hard that people couldn't help but shiver.

"I don't dare." Yanzhi grabbed Pluto's arm with both hands, and kept struggling with his feet in the air. At this time, Pluto still did not relax, but tightened his grip.

Rouge's throat was pinched so hard that she couldn't even speak, and her facial expression became increasingly ugly.

"If you don't want to try your best, I will find someone else to take your place." Pluto said. At this time, Rouge could only keep shaking her head and hitting Pluto with both hands.

"Open the door! If you don't open the door, I'm coming in!" Mo Qi's voice came in from outside.

Pluto finally put Yanzhi down, and Yanzhi covered her neck and kept coughing.

Hades

He shook his head to signal her to leave. At this time, Mo Qi walked in and glanced at Yanzhi. However, Yanzhi did not deliberately cause trouble for her. He glanced at her and left in a hurry.

Mo Qi sat on the chair where Pluto was sitting just now and looked at him with inquiring eyes, as if he had never known him. If she hadn't barged in, would he really have killed Yanzhi?

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Pluto returned to his usual tone, and the coldness in the room just now gradually dissipated.

"Nothing." Mo Qi waved his hand, stood up and stretched. Seeing that Pluto ignored him, he added, "I heard there was a murder in Hancheng last night?"

"You are quite well-informed." Pluto did not hide it. Such a big case happened under the nose of the prince, and the whole Hancheng was shocked. It was hard for Mo Qi not to want to hear about it.

"After working hard all night, you didn't even catch a single hair. Are you disappointed, Prince?" Mo Qi leaned against Pluto and whispered softly.

"Is there someone else who is afraid of being disappointed?" Pluto paused and said, with a calm and calm expression.

"Then why did the prince get angry just now? He also used violence against Rouge. Didn't Pluto always treat Rouge with kindness and respect?" Mo Qi deliberately provoked the topic.

"What, are you jealous?" Pluto avoided the important and took the easy, gently lifting Mo Qi's chin with his right hand and said with a smile.

Mo Qi quickly grabbed Pluto's hand. At this time, both of them secretly exerted force, but their faces were still as bright as spring breeze. "I'm just afraid that the prince will regret it later. After all, Sister Rouge is still so gentle and considerate to the prince." Mo Qi smiled and suddenly exerted force.

Break off Hades' hand.

"If you are so gentle and considerate to me, why should I look for someone else?" Pluto said and suddenly held her in his arms, teasingly, and suddenly pulled out his pendant and said, "You seem to cherish it very much.

, I am very interested."

"What does it have to do with you?" Mo Qi took the pendant and put it in his neck without a good expression. He pushed him away and said, "Whenever Pluto is interested in telling me about the things I am interested in, come and bargain with me.

"

"Really? It's better to choose the day than to hit it. Don't you just want to know who Xiao Shui is?" Pluto said nonchalantly. When Mo Qi heard Xiao Shui's name, he suddenly became serious and lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Your guess is absolutely correct! Xiao Shui is Qing Feng's younger sister, and she and Mo Li are naturally childhood sweethearts. Did they never tell you that your features and appearance are somewhat similar to that of Xiao Shui?" Pluto said and left.

Looking at Mo Qi's reaction, he kept silent and continued with a gloomy face: "I advise you not to be so naive and complacent about being used as a substitute."

"What's your motive in saying this now?" Mo Qi's face was gloomy, his eyes fixed on Pluto, which made Pluto's hair stand on end, and his right eye pupil was slightly glowing with red light.

Pluto still smiled calmly: "I should have guessed that your right eye is the same as Li Li's. You sneaked into Prince Li's Mansion just to find out the secret of your life experience, right?"

Mo Qi looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, and suddenly remembered what Mo Li said to him that day, Han Ming was really unfathomable, and he had investigated her thoroughly, but how could he know?

"Who are you?" Mo Qi suppressed his anger and gathered strength with his hands behind his back.
Chapter completed!