"Hey...... Can Your Highness tell your subordinates how they found me? ”

The person who ran into the carriage, even if he appeared at this time, his aura was faint, and the whole person was wrapped under the cloak, and the only thing that was exposed was the pair of inky pupils.

A pair of eyes are obviously full of coldness, but they want to laugh, the sound like a night owl makes people feel numb.

"Over there in the Hanwang Mansion, have you found anything?"

Iwaku raised his head and glanced at the person in front of him, and his attitude in his words was much better than when he treated the ghost guest.

Although the person in front of him also obeyed his orders and was restrained by him, he was different from the ghost who even held his life in his hands. If the ghost guest is his servant, then the person in front of him can only be regarded as his guest.

Moreover, although the aura of this person in front of him was very vague, the cultivation of the great martial artist realm could not be faked, if it weren't for this, he would not have almost hidden the old servant Zhonghai of the Three Princes' Mansion.

This person who was dressed in black and couldn't tell his age, he seemed to pout slightly when he heard this, and sneered: "Han Wangfu, what can you find? There are horizontal and vertical formations everywhere, densely covering the entire palace, I thought I had entered a spider's lair." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, let's make it clear, what is the cultivation of the Han King Ye Han? Is it really like the rumors of outsiders, born with no pulse and unable to cultivate!"

Yan Luo's brows furrowed slightly, and when he mentioned Ye Han again, his expression couldn't help but be much more solemn, and his voice was a little hurried, obviously extremely concerned about the rumors that Ye Han could not practice.

The man in black seemed to be slightly stunned when he saw Yanluo's solemn appearance, and he stopped gagging, and said in a dull voice: "The sneak failed, and I didn't see King Han at all." ”

"The formation in the Cold King's Mansion, even I don't have the certainty of completely avoiding it, and I also encountered an opponent when I infiltrated, and the concealment method was seen through, so I had to leave first......

The man in black squatted in the carriage, bowing his head slightly, giving people a feeling of being depressed, and seemed to be a little depressed, this was the first time he had returned in vain.

"Who is the person who can find you?"

Yan Luo frowned slightly, although this withered leaf has a somewhat strange personality, but his cultivation is a real late stage of the Great Martial Artist, plus he is the best at concealment, there are really not many people in the same realm who can detect him.

Of course, it is natural to use some small means to discover his rock fall, which is naturally excluded.

"Commander of the Black Oblivion Army, Lin Zhan!"

When the dead leaves said this name, the whole person was a little angry. Where did he think that in addition to the formations everywhere in this Cold King's Mansion, there was actually a half-step martial artist of the Martial Sect.

Although Lin Zhan's attainments in the soul are not very outstanding, he has been on the battlefield for a long time, his Dao heart is firm, and his cultivation has reached the perfection of the Great Martial Master, and he is not long away from breaking through the realm of the Martial Sect. In terms of perception, it is naturally not comparable to the old servant Zhonghai in the Three Princes' Mansion.

When the withered leaves turned over the corridor in the Han King's Mansion, they almost happened to meet Lin Zhan. Although he hid on the beams of the house, his breath was almost empty, but in Lin Zhan's eyes, no matter how vague his breath was, what was the difference between that glorious day?

So what greeted him was a heavy sword flying in the air.

The sword momentum was as thick as the sky overturning, and he was almost out of breath. If he hadn't forced his breath and used the method of retreat, he fled without looking back, I'm afraid he would have stayed there.

His cultivation was already one line weaker than Lin Zhan, and it was their home field again, and there were formations everywhere. If he was really suppressed by Lin Zhan, I am afraid that he would either be beheaded on the spot or captured alive.

The fingers under the withered leaf cloak were almost wrung out of the water, and the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, and even the way to save his life was forced out, and it was the first time since his debut that he was chased so badly.

Ignoring the angry dead leaves over there, Yan Luo's expression eased.

Lin Zhan, the commander of the Black Oblivion Army, he had heard of this person. In this imperial capital, there are not many people who may step into the realm of the Martial Sect at any time, but among them, Lin Zhan's cultivation is in the first place.

Since the "rebellion of the three major families" incident that caused a stir a few days ago, General Lin Zhan, who led his troops out of the city and slaughtered the three clans, can be regarded as coming to the forefront.

And the fact that he chose to be loyal to King Han is naturally not a secret among the emperors and grandsons of this imperial capital. It's just that Yanluo didn't expect that this General Lin would stay in the Han King's Mansion all the time, and it seems that the investigation of this Han King will be slightly restrained.

Yan Luo's brows furrowed tightly, now he is the most inexplicable Han King in this imperial capital, the reason cannot be said lightly, his personality is as strong as him, and what he hates the most is this kind of situation beyond his control.

Rubbing his head slightly, Iwaku leaned on the pillow on the back of the carriage and closed his eyes directly.

When the black-robed man named Withered Leaf noticed it, he found that this guy had fallen asleep, and his eyes widened in anger for a while, and his body trembled, and he disappeared in the carriage.

And the ghost guest who was driving outside didn't notice how he left from beginning to end.

When there was silence in the carriage, the sleeping man with his eyes closed opened his eyes again, looked out of the carriage, and couldn't help but feel a touch of melancholy.

It was too hasty.

Although he has been gradually planning for so many years, it has not been long since he has really emerged, if he is given another two years, and then he will come to this Cold Feather Imperial Capital, he will definitely not be as timid as he is now.

This place is the imperial capital of the Hanyu Dynasty, with several Martial King Realm powerhouses in charge, and the martial artists above the Martial Sect realm dare not show their aura here at all, and there are even fewer people he can use.

At this time, the few people he brought with him were either not cultivated enough and could not achieve great things, or they were like the withered leaves, and they all had their own needs with him, and they were not loyal to him, so they naturally could not be reused.

If it weren't for that, how could this thing he had been planning for so long drag on to this day?

But even if he wasn't fully prepared, he had to give it a go. The longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for him, the day when the Wild Rock Prince will go north is getting closer and closer, if he doesn't take action again, all the efforts he has made will be in vain.

There seems to be an imperceptible ambition hidden in the eyes of the young man, and this is his opportunity, and no one can take it away!