The high-level leaders of the big guys left one after another, Yun Hai Changtian's brows finally wrinkled, looked at the master of the Praetorian Guard, and said in a deep voice: "What is the situation now?" ”

"The Thousand Illusions Shadow was seriously injured, and the eighth and eleventh were also seriously injured, after the three most powerful combat forces were severely damaged by Zhao Zilong, although those people in the prince prison all wanted to make meritorious contributions, they couldn't stop Zhao Zilong......"

Yun Hai Changtian directly interrupted: "How many have died, who are the people in the family?" ”

When the Praetorian Guard heard this, a dry expression appeared on his face. He knew that Yun Hai Changtian was most concerned about who was losing this time. The prince's prison is all about people who have made mistakes in the organization, but these people have a chance to mend their ways, and each of them has a strong background behind them, but this time Zhao Zilong broke into the prince's prison for some reason and killed and injured countless people.

Of course, Zhao Zilong is no longer one or two people who killed Youdu, and the hatred between the two sides is really deep, but this time the situation is different. Although the Prince's Prison is a prison that imprisons the members of the Hidden Capital who have made mistakes, it has a responsibility to protect them.

Therefore, although the death of the second generation of the prince eunuch this time was done by Zhao Zilong, the family and sect forces behind the dead second generation will not think so, and they will hold accountable the person responsible for taking care of the prince eunuch.

And now, Yunhai Changtian is the person who is specifically responsible for the affairs of the worldly world outside, so this responsibility will eventually fall on him.

Although no one in the huge power of the Yunhai family in the Youdu can do anything to the Yunhai Changtian, since some things have happened, someone must bear the responsibility.

"Seven died, five people were seriously injured, one from the Jin family, the Wu'an family, and the Qianhuan family died, and the four boys who committed the crime under the Yunding Immortal Trace were bent on intercepting Zhao Zilong and making meritorious contributions, and they chased the hardest, but they all died under Zhao Zilong's hands." The Praetorian Guard master reported truthfully, as for who those seriously injured people were, he didn't say, because he knew that as long as people didn't die, Yunhai Changtian wouldn't care.

"Stupid people, do you really think that kid is a waste of fame, a bunch of fools who don't know the sky and the earth and seek their own death." After Yun Hai Changtian heard that the dead people were from what family and sect forces, he couldn't help but scold.

You must know that after Zhao Zilong assassinated Qin Wenchang, the king of Southwest County two years ago, Yunhai Changtian personally went out to chase and intercept Zhao Zilong, but as a result, with his identity and prestige as Emperor Yan of the Song Dynasty, he still let Zhao Zilong escape from under his nose, and was even slightly injured by Zhao Zilong's magical and domineering spearmanship.

After that time, Yunhai Changtian really remembered Zhao Zilong's name, and his reliance on Zhao Zilong in his heart was much higher than that of countless geniuses and young people in Youdu.

"Is that kid still in the imperial capital?" Yun Hai Changtian showed a determined look on his face and asked.

Since the matter has happened, then we can only try to remedy it, and the only way to remedy it now is to catch Zhao Zilong and give an explanation to those people.

"It should still be in the imperial capital, but the flying knife of the Thousand Illusions took a lot of injuries to him, and he was chased and killed by so many people, although he escaped, he was seriously injured, and the loss of Zhenyuan was too great. The imperial capital is as good as a cloud, and this kid will definitely not be able to run out in a short time. ”

"Check it out immediately, you must find him, you must be fast!" Yun Hai Changtian said in a deep voice. Thinking of the kid who escaped from under his nose two years ago, the corners of Yunhai Changtian's mouth outlined a cruel sneer, and he thought in his heart: "Stinky boy, if you can escape under Ben Yanjun's nose again this time, Ben Jun will no longer be difficult for you in this life!" ”

……

Everywhere there are two classes: the poor and the rich. The same is true of the imperial capital, since Youdu took control of the Shenzhou Kingdom, the imperial capital has moved in with the powerful families and sect forces in the small world, and the gap between the rich and the poor in the entire imperial capital has become more obvious in just a few years.

Zhao Zilong lived in the capital for a long time, and he was very familiar with many places in the capital, so after escaping from the pursuit, he came here for refuge as soon as possible.

In a dilapidated and dimly lit room, Zhao Zilong sat cross-legged and healed his wounds. To be precise, he didn't particularly care about his injuries for the time being, but he cared more about restoring his true yuan cultivation.

In order to be able to escape as soon as possible, when the prince prison broke through, Zhao Zilong used the most powerful killing move to severely damage the eighth and eleventh of the Pluto Guardian, and at the same time injured the Thousand Illusions, and then in order not to fall into a protracted battle, he did not hesitate to use the strongest combat mode, activated the output of four times the power of the true element, and killed several masters, severely injured several people, and then killed the encirclement and escaped.

Although he was already a powerhouse at the level of the psychic realm, and the true yuan in his body was even more pure and vigorous, but in such a short period of time, he fired seven shots, consuming about thirty percent of the true yuan power, and then in the subsequent battle, he broke out of the encirclement with four times the output of strong moves, and finally he only had less than thirty percent of his cultivation strength left.

And this is the imperial capital, a place where masters gather, Zhao Zilong knows very well that now the strong people in the entire imperial capital have been dispatched to find and hunt down him, a wanted criminal.

Therefore, the most important thing for Zhao Zilong now is to restore the true yuan cultivation, as for the injuries, because they are all physical injuries, they can be ignored in a short period of time.

An hour and a half has passed, and Zhao Zilong is not worried about being found by the other party for the time being. At that time, in order to escape the scene as much as possible, Zhao Zilong used all his strength to fight his way out, and the people who chased him behind him were also wandered around the city for a while by him, a super agent who had been on the urban battlefield, and completely threw away those tails.

In the dark night, Zhao Zilong suddenly opened his eyes with a look of surprise.

How so?

Zhao Zilong put the palm of his left hand in front of his eyes, and after making sure that the wound in his palm had begun to heal, the expression on his face was indescribable.

You must know that Zhao Zilong has been working hard to cultivate just now to restore the true yuan power in his body, that is to say, he did not deliberately use his skills to heal, but now, the wound in his palm that was pierced by the flying knife has actually begun to heal.

And the wound on his left shoulder, which was pierced by a flying knife, is also beginning to heal!

"I didn't have the luck to heal the wounds, but why did the physical injuries heal so quickly, even if the luck to heal the wounds, with the Cheng dù of this kind of injury, it would take at least a day to recover like this." Zhao Zilong muttered to himself.

For a while, although Zhao Zilong was overjoyed, he couldn't figure out how this situation came about, but fell into doubt and confusion.

"No matter, let's recover the true yuan power first." Zhao Zilong was puzzled, and finally simply didn't think about the reason, and once again started to work with a calm mind, and waited for the recovery of the true yuan, and completely escaped from the imperial capital.

Time passes extremely quickly, especially when concentrating on cultivation. I don't know how long it took, but the quiet city began to gradually start to feel noisy. The vast majority of the people living in the slums have to get up early and work late at night, and the vast majority of them get up at three o'clock in the morning to work for the day's survival.

The shouting of the tanfu hawker woke up Zhao Zilong, who had completely entered the state of Kongming's cultivation, and after finishing the work, he felt it for a moment, Zhao Zilong's brows stretched a lot, and he practiced for more than three hours in total, although he only recovered six or seven successful powers, but in addition, the two serious injuries on his palms and shoulders were half healed, although there was still pain coming, but it would not hinder his movement as before.

"Looks like I'll have to look for you next time." Thinking that the main purpose of coming to the capital this time was to find Pan Yuhong's mother and son, to find the whereabouts of Xiong Wuji, but now he has become a street rat in the imperial capital, Zhao Zilong sighed silently, drilled out of this dark abolition, and soon disappeared into the night.

On the roof of a building not far from Zhao Zilong's hiding and recuperation, a middle-aged man in white Hanfu stood quietly in the cold wind, watching the black figure disappear at the end of the night.

A dark shadow silently appeared behind the middle-aged man like a ghost, and he knelt respectfully on the ground.

"Emperor Zun, Emperor Song's cronies have come nearby, do you want to tell them?"

"No need. You are in charge of patrolling around here, they have been looking for no news of this kid all night, and now Yunhai Changtian's cronies are here, presumably suspicious. The middle-aged man in the white robe said.

"Yes, Emperor Wise." The black shadow said, got up and glanced at the place where Zhao Zilong disappeared, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Emperor, do you need me to follow?" ”

The middle-aged man shook his head slowly and said, "No, he can survive to this day not by others, but by himself." As he spoke, he couldn't help but praise in his heart: "Good boy, I don't know what exercises that Bai Hechou passed on to him, but he was able to recover his cultivation in just over three hours, and even his injuries have recovered so much." ”

Just as he was talking to himself, the middle-aged man in white suddenly frowned, and his face showed an extremely solemn look.

The man in black standing behind the man in white also seemed to be aware of it, his face changed, and he shouted lightly: "This momentum should be the presence of Emperor Yan Jun of the Song Dynasty!" ”

The middle-aged man in white stared at the front with a solemn expression and did not speak for a long time. The man in black behind him looked worried, and he wanted to speak several times.

"Two years ago, he was able to slip away from under the nose of the sea of clouds, and this time, I am afraid it will not disappoint." The man in white was silent for a long time, and finally turned away.

The man in black changed his face when he heard this, as if he didn't expect the master to say such a thing, and make this choice, he hesitated again and again, followed the footwork of the man in white, and said in a deep voice: "But this time the matter is very troublesome, Emperor Yan Jun of Song will not allow him to escape again......"

The man in white turned his head and his gaze fell on the man in black. The man in black was stared at by those calm eyes without any emotion, but he had a feeling of a thorn in his back, and swallowed all the rest of the words, and could only lower his head.

……

At the mouth of a dark alley, Zhao Zilong walked through the night like a ghost, and he was very familiar with the city's terrain, confident that he could get out of the city before dawn, and then get into a car and leave the city.

It's just that at this moment, Zhao Zilong stood there quietly, with an extremely bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

At the end of the alley, a tall figure stood there quietly, and only said one sentence: "I haven't seen you for two years, you have brought many surprises to the world, but I don't know if I can surprise you again today, if you can escape from my hands today, I will never embarrass you again, even if I meet you again, I will also take a detour." ”

Zhao Zilong, who had been silent for a long time, raised his head, looked at Yunhai Changtian with a wry smile and said, "What, senior, if I take a detour today, you won't see me?" ”

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