He is powerless, and it is safest to leave, and it will also reduce the casualties of outsiders.

Just as Chen Qishan was about to respond, the fighting outside suddenly stopped.

Momentarily quiet, as if some were hallucinating out of style, nothing was happening outside.

If there is no smell of blood, it will be smelled by Chen Qishan and the three of them, and it is obvious that everything is real.

At this time, outside the prison gate of Dali Temple, a man dressed in gorgeous clothes, wearing a hair with an ordinary and ordinary face, blocked the prison door as a person.

Behind him stood more than a dozen people, each of whom had a powerful aura and was full of evil energy.

This person was disturbed in his sleep and hurried to the young master of the crown prince, Yu Shijie.

At this moment, he was wearing long black hair, wearing exquisite clothes, and a gentle and friendly smile on the corner of his lips.

The smile was given to the dead man opposite, as if he was an old acquaintance with these people.

It is also true that when Yu Shijie appeared, when he blocked the prison door, the head of the dead soldiers immediately stopped fighting, and then their people stopped their movements one after another.

It should be said that they are also old acquaintances.

After all, they had fought with Yu Shijie before, although it was a long time ago.

Yu Shijie's identity is naturally known to the head of the dead soldiers.

They can't move this person, and once they do, they will be in big trouble.

Yu Shijie led people to block the prison door, confronting the dead soldiers, and the other people around him also stopped and slowly gathered towards the place where Yu Shijie was.

Looking at the dead soldiers who stopped but showed unwilling eyes, Yu Shijie laughed in a low voice in the quiet air.

"You want to move the people inside, have you asked my opinion?"

His thin lips spat out the words, and his voice was still gentle and friendly.

It is impossible to figure out what he is really thinking at this moment, whether he is angry or not, or whether he is not tonight.

However, seeing that the other party brought people in such a hurry, he must still care about the people in the prison.

The head of the dead man glared unwillingly, and the prison gate behind Yu Shijie was only a few steps away before they could rush in.

Thinking of the criminal law after returning from the failed mission, the face of the dead man with a black scarf showed a hideous look.

He glanced at Yu Shijie, and whispered a few words to the dead soldiers beside him, don't hurt the man in gorgeous clothes, and the task continued.

After that, the dead men passed on all of them, and they all received his instructions.

Soon, the head of the dead man made another gesture, which was the signal to attack.

When Yu Shijie saw his action, the gentleness in his eyes completely disappeared, and by the way, he became cold and ruthless.

"Look for death!"

At the moment when the dead soldiers rushed up, more than a dozen people with evil spirits standing in front of Yu Shijie immediately rushed up to fight.

The Jiang family's nearly ten secret guards also immediately joined, and this was a fight where either you die or I die.

The smell of blood in the air grew stronger.

For Yu Shijie, who has some cleanliness habits, the smell is really unpleasant.

However, he stood at the prison door, where the dead men were going to break in, and the dead men rushed to him.

When the two sides fought, the warm blood inevitably splashed on his delicate costumes and face.

Feeling something stained on his face, Yu Shijie stretched out his hand and touched his face with his fingertips.

Bringing his hand to his eyes, there was a touch of red on his hand, and there was blood with temperature.

Yu Shijie's face became more and more gloomy, and his expression showed extreme impatience.