When Ling Shang first arrived in the ancient town of Limian, he felt very uncomfortable.

His bloody clothes were covered with dust, his long hair was messily draped over his shoulders, and his sallow face made his deep eyes particularly nervous.

What's even funnier is that he can't control the old scalper who carried him all night.

At first glance, this grizzled young man looks like a fledgling cattle thief.

Ling Shang was penniless at the moment, so he went to the bazaar and fished out some passers-by's money bags.

He bought himself a clean and easy to move around outfit and a sturdy Mongolian horse.

After simply eating something to satisfy his stomach, Ling Shang hurried on the road.

When I came to the Yan'an City Pass, it was already night.

There was a ban in the city, and people from outside the city were not allowed to enter the city until the plague was completely eradicated.

This ban naturally does not make it difficult for Ling Shang.

He played a trick, and the two guards with knives and the four guards guarding the pass either felt dizzy or had abdominal pain.

Ling Shang abandoned his horse and soon arrived at King Xu's Mansion.

Nearly ten days ago, he was brought out of Xuanyuan Tomb by Liu Shengming.

If the remaining three people can leave the Xuanyuan Mausoleum...... The whereabouts of Yan Huan and Ye Mushen may be difficult to find, but Song Xiaomin will definitely return to the second prince as soon as possible.

Ling Shang doesn't waste time like a headless fly all over the world, he always thinks of the best countermeasures in the shortest possible time.

It was almost early autumn, and the night was slightly cool; Ling Shang's heart hadn't been so uncalm for a long time.

The guy ...... But nothing must happen.

The second prince and King Xu are still busy with official business, and King Xu's mansion is very deserted.

Ling Shang visited as a marquis, and he couldn't see the prince, but he saw Zhang Yaochuan, the son of King Xu.

Not long ago, the son of this world regarded Ling Shang as half an enemy, but at this moment, his eyes lit up with excitement, and he told him all kinds of worries that Yan Huan wanted to save Song Xiaomin but couldn't, and asked him to rescue Dali Siqing in exchange for Yan Kun.

Ling Shang didn't care about the life or death of Dali Siqing, and he was even more impatient to be urged by Zhang Yaochuan.

Since Song Xiaomin and Yan Huan both left the ghost place alive, what about the one left?

Zhang Yaochuan has never paid much attention to the affairs of the city, and the news of Ye Mushen has only been forgotten as a rumor.

Ling Shang's eyes were delayed dozens of times, and he finally remembered vaguely.

The tone was not very sure, "I remember that not long ago, Jiang Taishou's seventh son asked the prince for several famous doctors, saying that he wanted to save a deposed prince, but ......"

The once thick frost on Ling Shang's face finally melted a little.

Before Zhang Yaochuan finished speaking, Ling Shang had already flown away.

I can't help but sigh secretly: There are people outside the sky, and this Hou Ye's kung fu seems to be even deeper than that of the master......

Ling Shang unceremoniously took a horse from Zhangfu and ran to Taishou Mansion in the bright moonlight.

Attacked by such extreme cold in the underground palace, Song Xiaomin and Ye Mushen were naturally not able to be treated by ordinary doctors.

Even if the thousand-year-old ginseng can replenish qi and raise yang, it cannot really repair the damaged organs of these two people.

Yan Huan, who only knew a little about medical skills, probably didn't expect this.

The night breeze of twilight swept in his face, and Ling Shang felt a rare sigh.

Although he couldn't find the Xuanyuan Codex and destroy it with his own hands, at least ...... Didn't completely lose that person.

His luck doesn't seem to be very bad.

The biggest hidden danger lies in Yanagi Ming.

Although Ling Shang also hoped that he had not found the Codex, he was almost brought to the young master by him after all......

Ling Shang never takes chances; He guessed in his heart that the old fox should have handed over the code to the young master at this moment.

He could already foresee that a cataclysmic wave would sweep across the border and even the entire Central Plains......