Chapter 411: This chicken blood smells very fishy and unpleasant
"Stop talking nonsense, you can leave if you like."
Nangongze waved his hand to Jialan.
He didn't expect Qianjimen to be of any help at all.
So, Jialan put Beitangzhao's "corpse" on horseback and took him away...
Nangongze was preoccupied with opening fire with the people from Heifengya, and had no time to care about the dead Beitang Zhao.
But Qian Mo's eyes have been following Beitang Zhao who was taken away by Jialan...
Until their horses disappear…
"Qian Mo, let's pretend to withdraw our troops first and redeem this dead woman Ye Jingjing. Then, we will destroy Heifeng Ya for me..."
Nangongze gave the order.
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Nangong Zhao climbed on the horse and pretended to be dead...
All the way back to Qianjimen, Jialan carried his body down and dismissed the other disciples. Only then did Nangong Zhao gently open his eyes.
He stroked the wound in his chest where he had been hit by an arrow and poisoned to death.
"Jialan, am I good at this move?
"Should Nangongze believe that I am dead?"
"Yes, Ninth Prince. Your plan is very clever. Now you can escape, return to Tianzhuo Palace, and regain the position you deserve."
Fake death...seeking to escape, leaving Nangongze to face the people of Heifengya alone...
This is the strategy Nangong Zhao came up with.
Now that the strategy was successful, Nangong Zhao took out a piece of bloody clothing inside...
"This chicken blood tastes very fishy and unpleasant...
"Fortunately, Nangongze was focused on how to deal with Heifengya just now...
"Otherwise, after killing people on the battlefield for several years, he will definitely be able to smell the difference between human blood and the blood of other animals.
"There is also Jialan, there are so many silver clothes that your knife cannot snatch away."
Nangong Zhao took off his silver silk clothes and gave them back to Jialan.
This silver silk suit is the most precious treasure of this Thousand Machines Sect.
It is said that only the leader can wear it.
But during his lifetime, Murong Yun gave this silver silk dress to Jialan.
I hope that Jialan's inner strength, the Golden Bell Magic Skill, can make his body as invulnerable as this silver suit, then it will be considered a success.
"Ninth Prince, do you want to send someone to take you back to Tianzhuo Palace?"
Jialan said while putting away the silver silk clothes.