The watchman on the street knocked four times, and it was already the fourth watch, and there was no figure on the road, only a few black cats, which were still moving between the streets and alleys.

At this time, on the streets of the imperial capital, there was a figure in black, flashing between the houses.

His speed was extremely fast, and he hid his face, and even if someone stood here, they were afraid that they would not be able to see his appearance clearly. I only knew that he was in the middle of the flash, his figure kept changing, and in just a few breaths, he used several footwork.

Or extremely fast, or weird, or like a shock, or like a shadow, a series of footwork has been transformed like flowing water, and the direction has changed again and again, obviously it has been practiced hard, and it is extremely powerful.

In the gloomy inn, the man in blue was still sitting in the same place, pouring himself a drink, as if he didn't care about the departure of the black-robed man, and enjoyed himself.

However, before he finished his pot of tea, an old man with white hair pushed the door in from outside the door, patted the snow on his body slightly, and directly took the young man's tea and drank it.

"Good tea, except for His Royal Highness Yanluo, I really don't know where to drink the tea of my homeland. ”

The old man wiped his mouth lightly, and did not pay attention to the water droplets on his beard, so he smiled directly at the young man, although he called His Highness, but there was no respect between his words.

"General Zuo, since the Rock Emperor City back then, I haven't been harmed for many years. ”

And the young man he called His Highness Yanluo didn't seem to care about the faux pas in his words, and still said with a smile.

At this time, he did not have the same arrogance as he had just treated the black-robed man, nor did he have the dignity that a royal descendant should have, but he was humble as an ordinary martial artist.

"Your Highness is gracious. ”

"I just asked General Zuo to go out with me, I wonder if you have found out the identity of that person?"

When the old man heard this, his expression moved slightly, he looked at the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The old man is ashamed, although the person's cultivation just now is only in the realm of martial arts, but after all, he is from a royal background, and his internal cultivation is quite condensed. ”

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, but he quickly recovered to his original state, and said with a smile: "It's okay, since that's the case, that's it, it's just a martial artist, presumably it won't have much impact on our planning, General Zuo is tired from traveling all the way, so let's go down and rest." ”

The old man smiled at him, continued to exchange a few words with him, took out a jar of tea from the room, and left contentedly.

As everyone knows, after he left, the young man in the room completely restrained the smile on his face, and his pupils were full of coldness.

"Ghost guest, what's going on?"

With a cold snort, a dark compartment on the roof of the door suddenly opened, and a dwarf less than six feet tall jumped down from it, kneeling in front of the young man with a "poof".

"Master, most of what the old man said just now is true, that prince has indeed practiced several kinds of footwork, and he has changed his wishes, and his body is extremely weird, which is really a bit unbelievable. ”

"But the old man didn't do his best at all, but came back directly after a few random turns, and his subordinates were not talented, and he was worried that the old man would notice, so he didn't follow......"

"Hmph! What a left picture! A mere former general, who is so eye-catching, is really worthy of being someone from the Seventh Prince's side, and he is ready to drag me back!"

Yan Luo sneered, a bloodthirsty light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and his expression moved, and he stood up and kicked the dwarf in the face with his foot.

The dwarf, who was already short in stature, knelt on the ground at this time, and was even more powerless to resist, and was kicked directly in front of the door by the man, and slammed on the door.

The blood flowed from the door of his head, but he did not use his true qi to protect his body, but still knelt there with his head bowed, not saying a word, and not begging for mercy.

"Rubbish!"

That Yanluo sneered, and then sat back down, the expression on his face retracted again, as if he hadn't done anything just now.

Raising his hand and raising the teacup, he took another sip of tea, his eyes fell on the dwarf kneeling in front of the door again, and a deep disdain flashed in his eyes, and he directly spilled the tea in the cup.

"Tell me, how much cultivation did he use when he stabbed me just now?"

"Back to the Master......"

The dwarf seemed to raise his face slightly, but he didn't dare to look directly into the eyes of this highness, and still knelt down and replied: "That person's cultivation is indeed a good martial artist realm, and the realm has definitely not reached the late stage, and the true yuan is very condensed, and it is indeed the orthodox practice of the Hanyu Dynasty." ”

"Now I can only be sure that he is not the fifth prince of Han Yu, but the sixth prince and the seventh prince, one lives in a simple place, and the other has just broken through, so I really don't know much about it, so I can't be sure. ”

After hearing this, the Yanluo's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression eased a lot, and he seemed to be very satisfied.

The five princes of the Hanyu Dynasty, also known as the "Martial Prince", known as the martial idiot, have been trained in various armies all the year round, although they are nominally in the realm of martial artists, but under that pair of iron fists, they have defeated the warriors of the great martial arts level, and their combat power can be called the first among the princes.

As long as the man was not this madman, he had nothing to fear.

The Seventh Prince is just a little doll that has not dried up, and there is no need to deal with him at all. As for Ye Pingjiang, the sixth prince, although he has some scheming, what kind of storm can his cultivation in the middle of the martial arts realm stir up?

Yanluo leaned back on the chair again, and with a wave of his hand, a small porcelain vase flew directly towards the dwarf man, and was picked up by the short man in his hand.

"Hmph, it's a bit useful, it's not in vain that I specially planted the 'Absolute Slave Gu' for you, this is your one-week antidote, if anything goes wrong, the next time the Gu poison attacks, you can find a place to cut it off on your own. ”

"Yes, little thank you, master. ”

The dwarf-looking man bowed his head and opened the porcelain bottle in front of Yan Luo, and directly swallowed all the pills inside into his abdomen, lest he take a step slow and suffer from the Gu worm.

When he had swallowed it, he did not discard the vase, but put it directly into the storage bag on his waist, and knelt down again, pressing his head firmly on the floor.

Seeing this, His Highness Yanluo seemed to be a little satisfied, so he took the teapot again and poured himself a drink.

It's just that he didn't see that in the eyes of that short dwarf, there was a bitter hatred hidden in it.