"I will give you a stick of incense and let your Highness the Crown Prince appear in front of me, otherwise I will attack the city!!!"
The sword in the hand of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Nanchu is called the Soul Seizing Sword.
The soul-stealing sword does not literally mean a soul-stealing sword.
But as long as he fought with that sword, everyone died.
At least that's what Yin Zhengyue heard. So far, as long as he fights against the soul-stealing sword in the hand of Prince Nanchu, even a warrior who is stronger than him will end up with the same fate.
There is a ruby on the sword. If you are prepared to call it, it is just a stone, but that stone is the most precious thing in Nanchu.
According to legend, the stone was made from a very powerful corpse and had very powerful energy.
Yin Zhengyue just wants that soul-stealing sword!!!
Moreover, the prince of Nanchu must be captured alive.
Just because that soul-stealing sword and the Ice King's Crescent Mirror are both things that have a blood contract.
This made Yin Zhengyue extremely puzzled.
This was what Bing Wang told her. When he heard that she was going to lead troops to fight, Bing Wang thought of the soul-stealing sword of the Prince of Nanchu.
Bing Wang has never fought against the Prince of Nanchu, but everyone likes to compare him with the Prince of Nanchu.
If Nanchu is also caught by Yin Zhengyue, that guy will probably have a lot of balance in his heart——
Yin Zhengyue's shouts made the people in the entire town panic.
Of course, the city gate is still closed.
Yin Zhengyue is waiting.
Wait for a stick of incense to pass.
Moreover, she believed that Prince Nanchu would definitely appear.
Last night, Nan Chu's army was completely wiped out. There is no news.
The corners of Yin Zhengyue's mouth curled up, but the lieutenants behind him seemed a little nervous.
Their female general didn't have any plans and just called the Prince of Nanchu to show up. That's no small person!
Is this really okay?!
For a moment, they all became a little uneasy.
Finally, when the time of burning incense was about to pass, the city gate was opened.
"What a big spirit!"
A deep voice sounded, with a very light magnetism, but it could not be ignored.
The curve of the corners of Yin Zhengyue's mouth deepened.
The Prince of Nanchu was indeed inside.
What appeared in Yin Zhengyue's sight was a tall and handsome man, about twenty-five or six years old. He raised his head proudly and strode in front. On his waist, there was a sword hanging, and the sword's momentum gave him a strong impression.
A person feels as if a strong person is by his side.
That is the soul-stealing sword.
"Are you here to die?!" Immediately afterwards, Prince Nanchu said again.
Yin Zhengyue snorted coldly.
The two people's eyes met. When Prince Nanchu saw Yin Zheng Yue clearly again, he was slightly startled. He was obviously a little suspicious of Yin Zheng Yue, who looked very weak and did not wear armor.
Such a person is the female general who destroyed their Nanchu army?!
Is it really her?
It was very different from what he imagined.
But the next second, the ferocious and murderous aura that Yin Zhengyue exuded made Prince Nanchu stunned again.
The soul-stealing sword made a roar, and his brows knitted together slightly.
This woman is not simple.
The next second, Prince Nanchu showed a confident look and said: "You want to be reincarnated as soon as possible, so I will give you a ride!"
"Shameless talk!"
"Am I the one who is arrogant, or are you the one who is arrogant?" Prince Nanchu asked.
"Who is talking so shamelessly? We'll find out later?!" Yin Zhengyue narrowed her eyes slightly.