"Young man, you know a lot of things. Let me ask you, Ji, can you produce the fifth prince's token?"
Zhao Feng only had the fifth prince's belongings with him, a certificate representing his identity in the Dragon Worship Cult.
"Hu Jia said before that among the royal family of the Dayan Kingdom, only Zou Jing's younger brother has always been thinking about the late emperor. Why not give him a try now!"
Thinking of this, when Zhao Feng made his sworn vows to Zou Jing, he took out the jade pendant Zou Jing gave him.
"Third uncle, can you recognize this thing?"
When Ji Feng saw the thing in Zhao Feng's hand, his expression suddenly changed, and he even pulled out his weapon: "Who are you, and how come the emperor's personal belongings are in your hand? Tell me!"
Zhao Feng didn't expect that the Third Emperor's Uncle would fight against him. The two sides were about the same strength. Even if they could win the fight, things would be delayed.
"Third uncle, why are you angry? Come with me!"
Zhao Feng flew out of the hall, and Ji Feng followed him. The two of them were so powerful that the walls of Blackwater City couldn't do anything to them. The two of them were extremely fast. In less than a stick of incense, Ji Feng followed Zhao Feng to Zou Jing's house. Camp.
"Boy, why did you bring Ji here?"
"Please check in later, and an old friend will meet you later!"
"Humph, Ji is not afraid of your conspiracy!"
Ji Feng walked into the big tent. Zou Jing's personal military academy knew Zhao Feng and went to report to Zou Jing. Zou Jing was about to go from the back tent to the front tent when he was stopped by Zhao Feng.
"Brother, we have something to discuss!"
Zou Jing looked suspicious and returned to the back tent with Zhao Feng. A moment later, Zou Jing, dressed in military school uniform, followed Zhao Feng quietly to the Chinese army tent.
Ji Feng was on full alert, but he didn't expect that after Zhao Feng came in, there was someone hiding behind him.
"Boy, why are you so mysterious?"
"Excuse me, are you the third brother Ji Feng?" Zou Jing asked.
As soon as he said this, Ji Feng became excited and couldn't help shouting: "Brother, are you you?"
Zou Jing turned around Zhao Feng and stood in front of Ji Feng. Ji Feng's hands and feet were trembling, his lips were trembling, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes. He couldn't say a word for a long time.
"Brother Imperial, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, why are you here? Third brother, it's so hard to find you!" Ji Feng hugged Zou Jing and cried loudly. Fortunately, Zhao Feng placed soundproof objects, so he did not arouse suspicion. .
Zou Jing had tears in his eyes: "Third brother, if my brother hadn't left, I'm afraid no one in the Ji family would have survived!"
When Ji Feng and Zhao Feng heard what Zou Jing said, their expressions changed drastically. When Zhao Feng met Zou Jing, Zou Jing only talked vaguely about the past and did not tell the truth.
"Brother Imperial, why is this happening?"
"Third brother, back then, I accidentally discovered that someone was pretending to be me in the imperial city, so I had to escape overnight. Fortunately, with the help of the Forbidden Army General Hu Yi, I narrowly escaped death."
The more Ji Feng listened, the more frightened he became. He helped Zou Jing sit down and said, "Brother, the news of the sudden death of the imperial brother came out in the imperial city. The third brother rushed back to the imperial city. The prince has succeeded to the throne. After that, the prince's behavior It's abnormal. I sent my fifth nephew to the Dragon Worship Cult. They are brothers, but they haven't been able to see each other for more than ten years."
Zou Jing sighed: "That prince must be a fake, and Jiao'er is also a fake. Seven years ago, I ordered Hu Jia to have Jiao'er sent here. The one who worships the Dragon is a fake."
When Zhao Feng heard this, he let out a sigh of relief. He killed the fifth prince, who was Zou Jing's biological son. This incident made him a little sleepy and regretted that he had acted too rashly.
"Brother, is the fifth prince of the Dragon Worship Sect fake?"
Zhao Feng suddenly interrupted, and Zou Jing was very surprised and asked: "Why do you ask this question?"
Zhao Feng felt ashamed and told some things that happened in the ruins. Zou Jing was frightened after hearing this: "Fortunately, Zou brought his son here. If not, he would have died at the hands of his virtuous brother!"
Zhao Feng looked embarrassed and bowed: "Brother, please don't blame me for my brother's reckless behavior."
"It doesn't matter, if Jiao'er escapes this disaster, he will be blessed later!"
As Zou Jing spoke, he remembered something: "Third brother, how did you get here?"
Ji Feng told the whole story, especially the deal with Wu Shan. Zou Jing was worthy of being a promising emperor and immediately sensed Wu Shan's true intention.
"So it turns out that Wu Shan pretended to join Dayan, but in fact he sent troops to help the demon clan!"
Ji Feng loved martial arts and didn't know much about military and political affairs, so he hurriedly asked:
"Brother Imperial, if the demon clan sends troops, wouldn't the border areas be in danger?"
"No, the Wushan tribe is at the end of its life. It has been fifty years since it left its homeland. Even though the monster tribe has a longer life span than the human tribe, they still have the desire to return home. In this case, it is better for me to have a detailed discussion with Wushan in person and let him return with his clan.
Township."
Zou Jing, Ji Feng, and Zhao Feng had just discussed how to ensure that the Wushan tribe could return home according to the established route, when Master Titus led his people outside the camp.
Saint Master Titus arrived and explained what Wu Shan meant. Zou Jing was still worried and said to Saint Master Titus: "Excuse me, Master Titus, to go and make an appointment with Wu Shan. We will meet outside the south gate of Heishui City this evening!"
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"This Holy Master is willing to go!"
On the way back to Blackwater City, Master Titus, something happened to the Sheriff's Mansion in Blackwater City. Wushan was assassinated and his life was not saved.
"Wushan, can you still hold on? This holy master will take you to find someone for treatment!"
Wu Shan looked decadent and looked very bad: "Holy Master, how are things discussed? As long as Wu Shan can return home, it doesn't matter even if Wu Shan dies here at this time!"
Saint Master Titus nodded secretly and praised: "You are indeed a responsible leader!"
Holy Master Titus grabbed Wu Shan's arm and whispered: "Zou Zhenshou has agreed, but I just want to make an agreement with you personally outside the city!"
"Thank you Holy Master, Wushan is still holding on!"
Wu Shan's eldest son told the whole story. Only then did Master Titus know that Wu Shan went to visit the Ninth and Twelfth Princes, but he didn't expect that someone mingled among the merchant servants of Dayan Kingdom and shot Wu Shan with a poisonous crossbow at close range.
, and the assassin committed suicide by taking poison.
"Without further delay, my dear nephew, please immediately inform the clansmen of Zou Zhenshou's intention, in case there are any monsters who confuse the people."
Wushan's eldest son looked at his father. Wushan was speechless and could only nod in agreement. Wushan's eldest son, along with several other brothers, separately informed the clansmen in the city, and Saint Master Titus immediately protected Wushan and headed outside the city.
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During this period, some people risked their lives to make sneak attacks, but they were all blocked by the disciples of Saint Master Titus.
In the evening, Zou Jing waited a little anxiously. Saint Master Titus and his disciples protected Wushan and finally arrived at the Fifteen Mile Pavilion outside Heishui City.
"Holy Master, what is this?" Zou Jing was surprised to see Holy Master Titus and his entourage, fully armed and heavily guarded.
"Zou Zhen was guarding, Wushan was assassinated, and his life was in danger."
On the side, Zhao Feng, who was secretly protecting Zou Jing, appeared. Looking at the ashen Wu Shan on the stretcher, he frowned: "It's a poisonous hidden weapon. Fortunately, Wu Shan met Zhao, otherwise his life would not have been saved."
Zou Jing was overjoyed and asked: "Xian brother, can you save Wushan?"
"Brother, please don't worry, it's a trivial matter!"
Zhao Feng had the help of Xuanyin Poison Mother to expel the poison from the poisonous crossbow arrows, which was just a casual matter.
In less than a cup of tea, Wushan had already regained his consciousness.
"Wushan, fortunately your poisonous power was successful, otherwise, by this time, you would have gone to see the King of Hell!"
Wu Shan looked at Zhao Feng and nodded: "You are Zou Zhenshou's sworn brother. As expected, Wu Shan admires your clever methods. Today, Wu Shan is willing to make an alliance with Zou Zhenshou to save his life. In this life, Wu Shan is willing to fight with Zou Zhenshou in order to resolve the Great Yan Kingdom.
The demon clan’s grievances are running rampant.”
Wu Shan told everyone what had happened before. It turned out that Wu Shan's so-called old man was stupid and killed people indiscriminately, but it was just a cover-up to win the trust of the Ninth and Twelfth Princes.
Ji Feng understood the whole story and was secretly afraid. If Wushan took advantage of his plan, the demon clan and the Yan Kingdom would inevitably go to war. By then, who knows how many people would have to endure the pain of life, separation, and death.
In the next few days, Zhao Feng and Ji Feng were responsible for taking Zou Jing's military orders and sending the Wushan tribe away from Heishui City to the realm of the demon clan north of Immortal City. However, Saint Master Titus suddenly left because of something.
Zhao Feng did not expect that during these few days of delay, a major event would happen in the Demon Yuan Realm where the Martial Palace was stationed.
"Everyone, as soon as Saint Master Titus arrives, Sima Yanran and Junior Sister Li Xuan will make an agreement with everyone!"
A few days ago, Saint Master Titus received the news and hurried to the outskirts of the Martial Palace and met Sima Yanran.
Sima Yanran and Li Xuan are not ordinary people. They discussed it all night and came up with a way to remove the firepower from the bottom of the cauldron.
Sima Yanran was born in a moderate martial arts family, so he came forward to invite strange people and strangers from the human and demon clans of the Demon Yuan Realm to meet.
Due to the influence of Sima Yanran's family power, the old ghosts of the human race and demon race who originally escaped from the ruins are grateful for Zhao Feng's life-saving grace.
However, under Sima Yanran's threats and inducements, in addition to Saint Master Titus and Liu Yu, Mu Ye also defected to Sima Yanran and Li Xuan.
Thus, an invisible big net was waiting for Zhao Feng to fall into it.
"Brother Ji, what do you think about returning to your old place?"
Ji Antai looked around at the black tree stump that was burned beyond recognition by the fire, and he admired Zhao Feng's methods in his heart.
"Brother Zhao, thanks to your help, Ji can continue to practice. If you need help this time, please don't be polite, brother Zhao."
Zhao Feng and Ji Antai were walking and were about to reach the foot of the mountain entering the ruins. Suddenly, ambushes appeared in all directions, surrounding them.
"Who are you?"
Facing the blocking team composed of human and demon warriors in front of him, Zhao Feng became uneasy.
"Zhao Feng, look what this is?"
Zhang Kai, who came from the Martial Arts Palace, led the human and demon warriors who had surrendered to the Martial Palace to block Zhao Feng's path. In front of him, a dozen human and demon warriors held a tray in their hands, covered with
Blood stained white cloth.
"Who are you? What is this?" Zhao Feng had a bad feeling.
"Huh, your best friend is dead now, and the rest will kill you!" Zhang Kai said proudly.
As the blood-stained white cloth was uncovered, Zhao Feng saw the human head on the tray, screamed, and almost fainted.
It turned out that the tray included the heads of Liu Yu and the heads of Saint Master Titus, all listed one by one.
"Brother Ji, retreat quickly!"
As soon as Zhao Feng's words came out, the sound of crossbows sounded not far away, and arrows rained from the sky...