Ling Ran was shocked, and followed the sound to look, only to see Chu Yijun wearing a brown robe and entering the door with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, followed by Ye Xunhe Ling, who had not yet taken off his mask.

"What's your name?" Chu Yijun lazily paced in front of the person Ling Ran was standing against, and reached out to lift his chin.

"Back to ······ Back to the prince, Shi ······ Stones. ”

Ling Ran felt that the person in his hand was trembling constantly, and he kept wanting to shrink to her, so he grabbed his hands fiercely, and the other hand wrapped the sword around the back of his neck, preventing him from having the slightest chance to retreat.

"Pebbles?" The smile on the corner of Chu Yijun's mouth gradually widened, "When did you come to King Xuan's Mansion?" ”

"Hmm······ Many years ago, the lowly ······ I can't remember the lowly position. ”

"And what's your master's name?" Chu Yijun continued to ask.

"My master······ My master's name is ······." Shi Zi was already in a cold sweat at the moment, and replied mechanically, but he didn't notice the smile that gradually changed under Chu Yijun's eyes.

Suddenly, Shi Zi suddenly realized the intention of Chu Yijun's questions, and his eyes when he looked at Chu Yijun couldn't help but be filled with despair:

"The prince is shrewd! The prince is shrewd! The prince spared his life······ The prince spares his life! ”

Chu Yijun smiled coldly, and then dragged him forward:

"Stand up and don't spill blood on her."

Knives in, knives out.

With a scream, the man named Shizi fell heavily in front of Ling Ran, and in his abdomen, blood was still gushing out.

A smell of blood suddenly permeated, and Ling Ran turned his face away, unwilling to look at the man on the ground again.

"You two," Chu Yijun withdrew the blood-stained sword in his hand, and walked towards the other two black-clothed men casually, so startled that the two of them reflexively retreated, but they were respectively held back by Bai Ling and Bai Ling's men, and they couldn't move for a moment.

"If you don't want to have the same fate as him, just give this king an honest explanation, besides Yan Bingbing, who else is your comrade?!"

Unexpectedly, the man in black who was resisted by Bai Ling smiled contemptuously, glanced at Ye Xun behind Chu Yijun, and then looked back at Chu Yijun:

"If I say that there is this person standing behind the prince, will you believe it?"

Ye Xun was shocked, and just wanted to step forward and say something to Chu Yijun, but saw Chu Yijun wave his hand at him, and smiled at the man in black:

"I beg you to plant it a little more horizontally," but seeing the man in black sneering, he moved his gaze elsewhere, and his sword eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly:

"Sure?"

"Lord Wang, you don't believe it."

"Good." A cold light flashed across Chu Yijun's eyes, and he raised his sword and stabbed him in the abdomen, without the slightest hesitation.

Then, he turned to the last man in black:

"What about you?"

"I ······"

The man in black was about to answer, but a somewhat familiar figure suddenly flashed in from outside the door, interrupting him:

"His Royal Highness the Prince! It's a big deal, Bai Qin Gong ~ Lord ~ is suspected of being robbed by someone! ”

"What?" Bai Ling was originally standing against the wall, but at this moment, when he heard the man's words, he suddenly stood up straight, "Are you sure?" ”

"Micro-job······ Eighty percent sure! You see, Micro Career also found this next to a bloodstain outside the palace. As he spoke, the man took out a beautiful hairpin from his bosom and handed it to Bai Ling.

Bai Ling took the hairpin, and his heart suddenly sank, "Take me over quickly," and hurriedly waved at Chu Yijun, "Lord Xuan, goodbye." Then he hurried out of the room with the man who had come in.

The rest of Bai Ling's subordinates were very embarrassed, and Ye Xun came over to replace him against the back of the man's neck.

As soon as these people from the Cloud Kingdom left, Chu Yijun closed the door, moved his wrists and neck, and walked towards the last man in black:

"Any last words?"

When the man in black heard this, his legs suddenly trembled, "Don't ······ Don't, beg the prince to spare his life, beg the prince to spare his life! ”

"Then you just say!" Chu Yijun suddenly drew his sword and pressed it against his neck from the front, and on the tip of the blade was the blood stains of the previous person that had not yet dried up.

At the same time, he was caught by two swords around his neck, one after the other, and the man was so frightened that his pants were wet, and he nodded vigorously:

"I say! I say it all!······"

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An empty and imposing backyard.

A sturdy and slightly bloated figure put an unconscious, scarred woman in white off her shoulder, took out a rope, and wrapped her whole body tightly.

Then, he pried her mouth open, tore off a piece of cloth from her body, and stuffed it in.

After doing all this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a sneer, stood up, and finally looked down at his masterpiece, and then rose into the air, flying on the eaves outside the red wall, silently disappearing into the night.

But it wasn't long after he left.

The three men followed the bloodstains outside the palace, little by little.

Bai Ling was so anxious that every time she saw a bloodstain, her mood became a little heavier.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, there seems to be another bloodstain over there!"

"Let's go, go over!"

But when he followed the bloodstains to a high outer wall, he realized that something was wrong.

This place is terrifyingly familiar······