"puff!"

The thunder arrow flew out, crashed into the ancient carriage of Lingma, and penetrated the eighth prince's vest.

The arrow exploded and turned into a fist-sized thunder ball, and lightning flashes were released from the thunder ball, leaving a blood hole the size of a bowl on the back of the Eighth Prince.

"Swish!"

A short and fat black shadow rushed into the car, and with a flash of sword, he cut off the Eighth Prince's head and put it into an animal skin bag.

A sinister laugh came from his mouth, and he rushed out of the Ancient Lenten Horse Carriage with a bag on his back.

After a moment, it disappeared into the hazy night.

Yun'er noticed the strange noise and immediately stopped the Ancient Lingma carriage and called out: "Your Highness Eight Prince, what happened just now? Your Highness Eight Prince!"

She carefully lifted the curtain of the car and saw a headless corpse sitting inside, full of blood in the car, which was extremely terrifying.

Yun'er screamed and fainted.

...

Two black shadows, one tall and one short, rushed through the royal city quickly. Not long after, they arrived at the moat.

Han Qingluo was carrying his hands and tall figure, which brought a long reflection under the moonlight.

She stood under the willow tree by the river, staring at a bright moon in the river, and said lightly: "Has the mission been completed?"

"Reporting to Miss Han, the task is much easier than we thought. If you succeed in one blow, he doesn't even have a chance to fight back." The tall and thin man in black said. The obsessed chapter and the little one said, "It's just in Heyyan Grid."

Another short and fat man in black smiled and said, "What a young genius, it's simply a vulnerable one, it's a joke."

Han Qingluo nodded gently and said, "You two are both in the Great Perfection of Huangji Realm, and they are professional killers. It is indeed not difficult to kill him. Is the head brought by the head?"

"Bringed!"

The tall and thin man in black took out the animal skin bag, placed it on the ground, opened the bag, and a bloody head appeared from the bag.

Han Qingluo looked at the head in the bag, her face changed slightly, and she said coldly: "Are you sure the person you killed is the Ninth Prince?"

The tall and thin man in black and the short and fat man in black looked at the head in the bag, and was shocked, and realized that he had killed the wrong person.

They immediately knelt on the ground, trembling all over and said, "Miss Han, give us another chance. We will definitely cut off the head of the Ninth Prince and send it to you."

"You guys have no chance!"

Han Qingluo shook her head and said, "You didn't kill the Ninth Prince, but you killed the Eighth Prince. Even I will be severely punished for making such a big mistake. Do you think you still have a chance to survive?"

"Miss Han, please spare me!"

"Miss Han, please spare me!"

Suddenly, the tall and thin man in black and the short and fat man in black jumped up like lightning at the same time, attacking Han Qingluo as fast as possible.

There was no way, but the mission failed and he accidentally killed the Eighth Prince. If he made such a big mistake, they would definitely be executed by Han Qingluo.

Since it's dead, why not give it a try?

As long as Han Qingluo was killed, they would immediately escape from the royal city. From now on, the sky is high and the earth is far away. As long as they hide, no matter how powerful the Queen's power is, they may not be able to find them.

Han Qingluo is only a great perfect cultivation level in Huangji Realm. The two of them joined forces and were surprised, so they might not have no chance to kill her.

Han Qingluo smiled sarcastically, her five fingers turned into claw shapes, and her nails became extremely sharp.

"puff!"

Her claws penetrated the chest of the tall and thin man in black and dug out a bloody heart.

The tall and thin man in black watched helplessly, his heart was crushed by Han Qingluo, and he felt a pain in his heart and fell straight to the ground.

Then, Han Qingluo quickly slashed out with a palm, and his palm was wrapped in a layer of ice true energy.

"Wow!"

Waving his palms was sharper than the blade, and he directly cut the head of the short and fat man in black out.

They are all in the Great Perfection of Huangji Realm, but Han Qingluo is much stronger than them. Even if seven or eight Great Perfection of Huangji Realm join forces, they may not be her opponent.

She specializes in killing skills, and once she takes action, she will see blood when she strikes.

"The Eighth Prince is killed and will definitely cause a huge shock in the royal city. There is no chance to assassinate the Ninth Prince again. I must rush back to the palace immediately, report the news to the Queen, and make a strategy to deal with it in advance."

Han Qingluo threw two corpses into the moat, wiped the blood from his palms, and turned into a blue shadow, and immediately returned to the palace.

...

Zhang Ruochen communicated with Zoen and learned a lot about inscriptions.

At the same time, Zoen also talked about a lot of knowledge about refining weapons, which made Zhang Ruochen become a little interested in refining weapons.

Shan Xiangling continued to leave the Inscription Guild to learn to refine weapons, while Zhang Ruochen left first.

Walking out of the Mingwen Guild, Zhang Ruochen looked around, frowned slightly, and said, "Where has Sister Yun'er been? She won't go back to the palace first, right? It shouldn't be!"

Zhang Ruochen didn't think much about it. After all, he was in Wuhan City, and the public security was stable and there should be no accident. I guess he left in an urgent situation.

Then, he went to Dan City, intending to buy some high-grade elixirs to help him practice.

Come to Qingxuan Pavilion again.

As soon as he walked into the gate, Mo Hanlin immediately came out, smiling and said, "Your Highness the Ninth Prince, are you going to buy elixirs again? The boss's wife has already instructed that as long as your Highness the Ninth Prince buys elixirs, all of them will be calculated as half the price."

"The boss lady is so generous?" Zhang Ruochen was slightly surprised.

Mo Hanlin narrowed his eyes and smiled, "The boss's wife is not so generous to everyone, and only His Highness the Ninth Prince can be treated like this."

Zhang Ruochen asked: "How much does a Sanqing Zhen Qi Pill cost?"

The Sanqing Zhenqi Pill is a second-grade elixir, which has the same effect as the Qi Gathering Pill, but the medicinal power is more than ten times stronger. Moreover, the true qi cultivated by taking the Wuqing Zhenqi Pill is purer than the true qi cultivated by taking the Qi Gathering Pill.

"Five thousand silver coins, one." Mo Hanlin stretched out five fingers and shook them at Zhang Ruochen.

Very expensive!

Even the top geniuses of this level cannot be taken every day, even those big families, and it is estimated that one can be given to them in half a year.

Both weapon refiners and alchemists are too profitable!

Zhang Ruochen said: "I want to buy ten."

"Ten Three-Pure True Qi Pills." After Mo Hanlin wrote down, he said: "Nine Prince, what other pills do you need to buy?"

"Give me another hundred second-grade blood pills." Zhang Ruochen said.

The last time I purchased the Blood Pill, I have already taken it, and I must buy it again.

With Zhang Ruochen's current martial arts cultivation, he can already digest the blood energy of the second-grade blood pill.

Ordinary Huangji Realm Great Perfection Warriors only take the first-grade blood pill. However, Zhang Ruochen doesn’t care about spending more money. As long as his cultivation level can be improved quickly, it is worth spending more money.

Although the price of the second-grade blood pill is much more expensive than the first-grade blood pill, it is much more beneficial to the body.

The blood qi of the first-grade blood pill can only provide the warrior with energy for one day. However, the second-grade blood pill can provide the warrior with energy for three days.

"The second-grade blood pill, thirty silver coins per. A total of one hundred!" Mo Hanlin wrote it down again.

Zhang Ruochen continued to search on the counter, and suddenly, he saw a third-grade elixir that helped the warrior temper his body, the celestial red fire pill.

What Zhang Ruochen is most urgent now is to improve his physical fitness. The stronger his physical body, the greater the help he will be in future cultivation.

If you regard cultivation as building a building, the most important thing is the foundation. The firmer the foundation, the higher the building can be built.

The cultivation of Huangji realm is to temper the body, open up meridians, and lay the foundation for the future cultivation path of warriors.

"How much does a celestial red fire pill cost?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Mo Hanlin's eyes lit up and said, "The Red Fire Pill of the Sky is a third-grade elixir. It is made of the bone marrow and blood of the Sky. Moreover, it also adds the Red Fire Lotus Seed, which is very expensive. Eighty thousand silver coins per one."

No matter how expensive it is, Zhang Ruochen wants to buy it.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "How many are there in Qingxuan Pavilion?"

"Seven in total!" Mo Hanlin said.

"Okay! I'll sell it all!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Afterwards, Zhang Ruochen bought twenty marrow detergent liquid and a bottle of healing pills.

Mo Hanlin held the abacus and made a long time to make a mistake, saying, "Ten Three-Pure True Qi Pills, 50,000 silver coins."

One hundred second-grade blood pills, three thousand silver coins.

Seven celestial phenomena and red fire pills, and 560,000 silver coins.

Twenty parts of marrow washing liquid, four thousand silver coins.

Ten holy pills, twenty thousand silver coins.

Total of them are... 637,000 silver coins, which is half price, which is 318,500 silver coins."

Even though Zhang Ruochen was mentally prepared, he was shocked and spent more than 300,000 silver coins. The price of the seven celestial red fire pills was too expensive, and fortunately it was half price, which was still within Zhang Ruochen's acceptance range.

"If I refine all seven celestial phenomena and red fire pills, my physique will definitely reach the level of the previous life." Zhang Ruochen said in his heart.

After paying 318,500 silver coins to Qingxuan Pavilion, Zhang Ruochen's assets were only 800,000 silver coins, and all of them were found in the Wushi Money House.

As soon as Zhang Ruochen left Qingxuan Pavilion, he saw a group of soldiers wearing armor riding battle horses, rushing towards the middle of the street, rolling up a large area of ​​smoke and dust.

A warrior next to him looked at the sergeant who rushed over and sighed in a low voice: "I don't know who is so brave to actually kill the Eighth Prince. Now the whole city is martial law, and even the import and export of the martial arts city is closed!"

"Is the Eighth Prince killed?"

Zhang Ruochen clearly remembered that he had met the Eighth Prince in the Mingwen Guild, why was he killed not long after?

"Boom!"

A team of soldiers rushed over and knelt neatly in front of Zhang Ruochen. Among them, an old eunuch at the front was respectfully said: "Your Highness, the King will summon you to return to the palace immediately!"

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Chapter completed!