After dealing with the group of people in front, Huang Beiyue immediately jumped on the carriage and split the carriage in half with a knife. Inside, the noble Prince Dongli was being hugged by two beautiful palace maids, letting out screams of fear.
"Spare your life! Master, please spare your life!"
"I don't even bother to take your life!" Huang Beiyue said with disgust. Such a person would become the emperor of Dongli Kingdom in the future, which would probably be the biggest disaster for Dongli Kingdom.
Keeping him is better than killing him.
After hearing what she said, Prince Dongli dared to reveal one eye and looked at the mysterious man in a black cloak in front of him with fear.
"Then, what do you want to do?" Do you want to tie him up and use him as a hostage?
The corners of Huang Beiyue's lips curled up indifferently, "Go back and tell your general Wei Wuchen that I want his head. I will store it on his neck for now. I will take it back one day!"
Prince Dongli was stunned. He wanted to take the head of General Wei Wuchen?
"The words must be brought to you. If you can't, I will have to take your head!" Huang Beiyue threatened coldly, turned around and quickly disappeared into the night.
Come without a trace, go without a trace, such a strange movement!
Prince Dongli was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses and blinked the small eyes on his face: "I want to take the general's head, hehe, hehe, does she know what level the general is now, hehe..."
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Huang Beiyue took off her black cloak, stood next to Ling Zun, raised her head and smiled at him.
"Master, I worship you as my teacher, but I still don't know your name?"
"Is it important?" Spirit Master glanced at her with a cold expression.
"It's very important! If I know Master's name, I will offer you incense and pray every day!"
A cold light flashed in Lingzun's eyes: "Do you think I'm dead?"
Huang Beiyue was stunned for a moment, then said: "Of course I am not setting up a memorial tablet for you, but if I want to thank Master, I must have a name."
The spiritual master walked forward, his back was lonely in the desert, "My name is Yunli."
"Yunli..." Huang Beiyue muttered.
Yun, sunlight.
Leaving the light and falling into darkness forever, he lives deep in the seventh tower.
Why do some people's names make people feel so dark and depressing?
Huang Beiyue felt her chest was tight and her breathing was not smooth.
After passing through a not-so-dense forest, they stood on a high hill. From here, they could see everything in Linhuai City.
It was quiet late at night, with only a few occasional lights swaying in the night.
The spiritual master was dressed in black robes, standing with his hands behind his hands, looking at the city in front of him from a distance. The moonlight cast a cold light, flowing around him, but could not get close to him.
There is always an indifferent feeling of alienation around him, and no matter what, there is no way to get closer.
Huang Beiyue stood behind, looking at the figure from behind, and suddenly her heart moved. She took out the jade flute belonging to Princess Huiwen, put it to her mouth, and blew slowly.
The sound of the flute is low and slow, like a soul wandering on the other shore, wandering around without a branch to rely on.
The spirit master looked ahead silently, when suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and the whining sound of the flute floated away with a long gust of wind, going back and forth thousands of times, which was touching.
What the Crown Prince of Dongli Kingdom does today in Nanyi Kingdom will definitely anger Nanyi Kingdom, and there may be unrest between the two countries.
Feng Lianyi, the ninth prince of Beiyao Kingdom, who was welcomed back to his country by the envoy, heard that he was attacked by a group of bandits on the road. King Quan was seriously injured, but Feng Lianyi was safe and sound.
