Yang Yue, the king of Changling, stood with his back to the moon, his eyes empty.

No one would think it was strange for him to do this, after all, it was an old prince who had just died of his eldest son.

The black shadow flashed silently behind King Changling, and the old prince tilted his head slightly, half-closed his eyes and spoke.

"What?"

The moonlight was reversed, and the light of the fiasco shone into the eyes of the King of Changling, and the black shadow held a sword, and saw that the prince did not kneel or worship.

Shang Fang's sword, a gift from the emperor, is now held by the prince.

King Changling lifted the hem of his clothes and bowed on the spot.

"Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live. ”

"Yang Yue, King of Changling, there is a secret order to order you to go and assist the Ye family to quell the bandits. ”

The dark shadow said in a deep voice.

King Changling arched his hand, and just as he wanted to accept the order, a faint voice floated into his ears.

"Lord Wang, I have a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not. ”

King Changling raised his head, and the dark shadow leaned down towards him, only outlining an outline in the moonlight.

"The three girls of the Ye family are very delicate. I don't know if the prince still remembers the tragedy of the grandson of Wu Guo who was castrated and displayed to the public?"

"That scene is very likely to be planned for Miss Ye San, and it was pushed away. ”

"Young Master Yang Bai's martial arts are abnormal, how could he simply die at the hands of the spirit master of An Guo, think about it carefully, could it be that the spirit master of Ning Kingdom is fueling the trouble?"

"That's what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince means?" King Changling's eyes widened, and this information echoed in his ears, swirling in his mind and precipitating in his heart.

The Ye family, Ye Qinzhu, is not as innocent as she said at all.

This time, the prince asked him to spy on Ye Sheng, just to see what tricks Ye Sheng's children could come up with?

The staggered algae cover the entire courtyard, and the only red plum is more and more set off the figure of the passers-by.

When Yang Qingtan walked out of the prince's mansion, his eyes couldn't help but sink.

Chasing the wind, not in the yard.

The sedan chair man and his entourage did not disappear, not necessarily just chasing the wind in secret, which made Yang Qingtan's heart suddenly hang.

Yang Qinghan was unusual, and he didn't do anything during the whole banquet, although he kept knocking on the side, he didn't really do it in the end.

The warm palm gently rubbed his abdomen, Yang Qingtan gritted his teeth lightly, and entered the sedan car as if nothing had happened.

The sedan chair driver got up and plunged into the darkness.

The owner of the prince's mansion smiled, holding the warm tea of his new love, and watched the departure of the palanquin man through the window with a smile.

The prince's fingers tapped rhythmically on the rim of the cup, and when he reached the twentieth blow, the palanquin man turned the third corner, and suddenly a man burst out of the darkness, holding a dagger in his hand, and stepped forward and cut the throat of the previous palanquin.

The screams of the palanquin man suddenly disappeared, and with a flick of his fingers, several black-clothed people jumped out, and in the blink of an eye, all the entourage fell to the ground silently.

Before the head of the dead person hit the ground, the living person felt a rush of coercion, and the black-clothed man led by him took a few steps back to avoid Yang Qingtan's attack.

The spiritual power turned into arrows and shot sharply in all directions.

Yang Qingtan's accuracy was extremely high, and in just a few seconds, the black feathers that turned into a crow disappeared between the eyebrows of several black-clothed people.

Raven soldiers?

The Raven Soldier, the spiritual weapon of Anguo. You can transform people through spiritual weapons and participate in battles together, and they are named after the spirit people who turn into crow feathers after death.

"Are you from Anguo?" The spiritual power of Yang Qingtan's fingers gathered, gathered into a long sword, and turned around and slashed towards the pale and delicate neck of the man in black.

Of the several crow soldiers, there is always one real person.

The man in black did not answer his words, but reached out and sprinkled a handful of white powder on Yang Qingtan out of thin air.

Unexpectedly, the other party had a back hand, Yang Qingtan took a few steps back, covered his mouth and nose tightly, and still sucked some dust in.

"Anguo? Seeing Yang Qingtan being recruited, the black-clothed man spoke.

His voice was cold, sounding no more than twenty-five, and his tone was smiling, as if he had decided on the defeat of the person in front of him.

"There are two big countries in this world, dozens of small countries, and hundreds of destroyed countries that have appeared in history, how can it be summed up by a single country?"

"Are you from the Tang Kingdom?"

Before the founding emperor of Ningguo set the capital in the capital, the country that was originally in the capital was called Tang.

Yang Qingtan read through the history books, so he naturally knew this.

The man in black frowned slightly, as if he had been touched by something.

Seeing the other party's hesitation, Yang Qingtan laughed in his heart, and was about to continue to speak, when a sudden pain came from his abdomen, which spread to his heart, like a hammer, slamming into his chest.

His throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth and sprinkled on the dark ground.

"Since His Royal Highness the Third Prince guessed that I was An Guo, then An Guo is poisonous, His Royal Highness the Third Prince won't know it, right?" The man in black narrowed his eyes and looked like he was enjoying it.

He took out a knife from the stone and slowly walked towards Yang Qingtan.

The prince's banquet was not poisonous, and according to the performance of the man in black who didn't care about his condition, the powder alone was harmless.

But a certain spice on the banquet, combined with powder, is highly poisonous that eats people's hearts.

The sword blade slashed the ground, the firelight splashed, Yang Qingtan wanted to get up several times, but the strength in his body seemed to be drained, making him unable to move.

"Are you still standing?" The man in black raised his sword, pressed the end of the knife again, and slashed at Yang Qingtan's leg without fear.

"Ning Guoren, how can you stand?"

Flames burst through the night sky.

The string of black beads that Yang Qingtan was carrying on his wrist suddenly rose in temperature, and a flame burst out from it, rapidly expanding, gathering into a conscious fire spirit, spinning and rushing towards the man in black.

The man in black thought that Yang Qingtan was at the end of his crossbow, and was about to have a good time, but he suddenly jumped out and attacked, and he didn't notice it for a while, and his face was hit by flames.

He reached out and slapped it, wiping the flames away.

The black cloth covering his face burned in just a few seconds, revealing a pale face.

He couldn't help but be a little angry, and subconsciously looked around, but didn't find anyone.

He turned his gaze back to Yang Qingtan, and Yang Qingtan finally couldn't hold on at this time, and slowly slumped down with his steps.

"That fire, whose fire is it?" the man in black approached Yang Qingtan again, and did not forget to ask.

A mouthful of blood surged up his throat again, and Yang Qingtan swallowed hard, raising a sarcastic smile at the man.

"I guess......" The knife was raised again, and the man in black had picturesque eyebrows and hidden the knife in his smile, "It's the third miss of the Ye family, Ye Qinzhu." ”

When Yang Qinghan received his partner, he deliberately mentioned a person countless times.

A person who suddenly appeared at the back door of the Ye family and slipped out dressed as a scholar.

A person who goes in and out of the Beast Ridge and is very likely to have a in his hand.

A person dressed in disguise and brutalized the grandson of Wu Guogong in a low-key manner in the Wuguo Mansion.

A man who had been silent for fourteen years, and suddenly entered the Mochin Academy.

When Ye Qinzhu attracted Yang Qinghan's attention, even Yang Qinghan himself couldn't accurately explain.

It was only when he first heard the spies' report that he had a premonition in his heart.

That nondescript scholar is not simple.

The swords intersected, and the girl's figure slipped into a bloody slaughter. The man in black smiled and took a step back.

"Miss Ye Jiasan, look up for a long time. ”