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Chapter 149: Flying Eagle Blood Book

Ji Ting took off the white cloth from the eagle's grip, took a look at it, and held it tightly in his hand. This goshawk was used by them to deliver urgent messages. Normal messages were only sent back to the palace by white doves or people at high speed. Now

The use of this goshawk shows that the situation is urgent.

The white cloth was evenly torn, and the blood letters on it were urging each other. It was clear that what the princess just said was true. Ji Ting tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes and tied it to the eagle's claw. The goshawk circled low on the eaves a few times and flew.

Up to the sky.

"What happened?" Ye Luo saw that Ji Ting's face had turned bad since he saw the goshawk. He was afraid that the eagle must not be an ordinary thing. Could it be that they were using the eagle to convey messages.

"There is a spy in the army. The prince was attacked on the battlefield and shot in the heart from behind. He is still in a coma." Ji Ting said sadly, Qianzhou has been lost, and Hua has lost this battle.

Unless the prince can wake up now, he may be able to turn defeat into victory, otherwise it will only be a matter of time before Qianshan falls.

After the next news is transmitted back to the capital, no matter whether the prince can wake up or not, I am afraid that the emperor will send people to Qianzhou. And now the old general Ouyang has removed his armor and returned to his fields, and the young master Ouyang Mingqi has also left the capital with his newlywed wife. Ouyang Hu is now

The situation in Yuncheng must not be very good. Other generals also have important positions, and the only candidate is probably King Ling.

If King Ling goes to Qianzhou, it will be detrimental to the prince. Should he do what is said above? But if he fails, it will harm the prince even more.

Ji Ting's palms were dripping with sweat and the book was soaked in blood. Should he do it or not?

"Ji Ting, what else did it say?" This man followed Mo Yichen through his sword and blood. The fear and hesitation in his eyes suggested that there was more to it than just this.

Ji Ting was stunned for a moment and answered hurriedly, "That's what's in the letter. Princess, my subordinates have important things to do before I leave. I will send someone to escort the princess back to her home. Please forgive me for any disrespect."

"Stop, Ji Ting, you are so brave. What do you mean is that I have to return to this palace." Ye Luo blocked Ji Ting who was in a hurry to leave. What made him so panicked?

"Princess, I'm offended." Ji Ting touched Ye Luo's acupuncture points. One minute later, this matter would be more dangerous.

"Binglu, stop him." Ye Luo saw Binglu who had just entered the yard and shouted hurriedly. No matter what it was, she must understand it clearly.

Mo Yichen must have given him a death order when he sent him to secretly protect him. With Ji Ting's temperament, even if the sky fell, no, to put it unluckily, even if Mo Yichen died on the battlefield, he would still obey Mo Yichen.

Yichen's order is not to leave him for a step.

And since Mo Yichen had already arranged his departure from the capital in advance, how could he change it with just a notice? What on earth were they planning?

Binglu heard Ye Luo's words and looked at the two people in the yard, slightly stunned. However, it took only a second for her to react. She took out the soft sword from her waist and stabbed Ji Ting in the back. Ji Ting used Qing Kung to leave.

He had no choice but to turn around and draw his sword to block the fight. The two men went back and forth without mercy and started fighting in mid-air.

"Binglu just stops this idiot, you're welcome." Ye Luo stood under the tree unable to move, his hands and feet were freezing. If the two of them continued to fight like this and it wouldn't be finished until dark, wouldn't he be beaten by that idiot Ji Ting?

Got killed.

Binglu paused for a moment, and Ji Ting took advantage of it. The sword pierced her ear and scratched a strand of hair. She was really rude. Bingyue was annoyed. The sword in her hand was more powerful than before. Ji Ting

Helplessly, the two started fighting again.

"Princess, Ji Ting is rude and must come back to apologize in person. However, Ji Ting has important matters at hand at this time, which are related to the safety of the prince. Please ask the princess to let her subordinates leave first." Ji Ting was anxious and held the hand in his hand.

There are more and more flaws in the moves.

"It concerns the prince's safety. I am the prince's first wife. If you have any questions, please don't tell me directly." Ye Luo raised his eyebrows.

Ji Ting remembered that the prince said before leaving that he could discuss things with the princess if he could not decide, and felt a little hesitant.

But if one more person knows about this matter, it will be more dangerous. The princess is a woman. Although I don’t know where she got the news earlier than him, even if she knows about this matter, she can’t help, but will be dragged down.

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"This matter is of great importance. I really can't say anything. Please forgive me, Princess." Ji Ting dodged the oncoming sword.

Bingyue's martial arts skills were mastered by Bingling. Although she was much inferior to Bingling, she was still considered a master. In order to protect Ye Luo personally, the moves she learned were not the fancy fists and embroidered kicks practiced by ordinary women, but killer moves.

The moves were fierce. Although Ji Ting's martial arts skills were slightly higher than Binglu's, he had some scruples in his heart, fearing to hurt Binglu. As a result, he was restricted everywhere, and his acupuncture points were inadvertently blocked by Binglu.

"Binglu, take what he has in his hand." Ye Luo vaguely felt that this time his curiosity might kill the cat again.

After clearing the acupuncture points on his body, Ye Luo looked at the bloody cloth on his hand, then looked at Bing Ling who was standing in the snow unable to move, and cursed "Idiot."

Could it be that he was in a hurry to leave just now because of this incident? He really didn't have a lot of brains at all. I don't know how Mo Yichen could safely send him to protect him secretly.

"Binglu, open his acupuncture points and let this brainless idiot think carefully. I'm afraid that before their prince wakes up from his coma, he will be dragged to beheading." Ye Luo hates the fact that iron cannot be transformed into steel.

Said sarcastically without mercy.

"Princess, please see clearly." Ji Ting's head, which was dizzy after being scolded by Ye Luo, regained some clarity and knelt on the ground.

"Ji Weiwei, you will doubt the source of this princess's information. Why don't you doubt the information you have?" Ye Luo felt that what he had said was enough. The rest was left to him to think about.

think.

The person who delivered the message was very clever. He used the color of the clothes Mo Yichen always wore - white. This first disturbed the heart of the recipient of the message. Even when she saw the bloody white cloth tied on the eagle's claws, she felt uneasy.

Panic immediately set in.

She was really willing to work hard. She didn’t know how much blood she would have wasted to write so many words in blood. Every word was urgent. If she only looked at the first half of the sentence to explain the situation, the person who sent the message might not have said the rest. Her head

As soon as it gets hot, it immediately causes trouble.

There is no doubt that Mo Yichen was seriously injured and his personal bodyguard was knocked unconscious with a slap. If she had not gotten along with Mo Yichen for several months, and if she did not know Mo Yichen well, she would have believed that Ji Ting was in a hurry to do something.

The matter was Mo Yichen's instruction.

Ji Ting heard Ye Luo's hidden intention and retorted loudly, "Impossible, there has never been a spy since the establishment of the secret guard!" But there was a trace of uncertainty in his heart.

"Secret Guard?"


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