The shopkeeper still nodded, eager to turn into a dog. The six military attachés were expressionless, and they didn't even move their eyes to put shackles on the three delicate girls to prevent them from escaping, and their movements were swift and professional. And the girls' performance is weird, it stands to reason that even if they are willing to run for election, they are put on a heavy shackle at this time, and their expressions are somewhat sad, right? If they are involuntary, they should cry loudly at this time, and even writhe and struggle, but the three girls in front of them still smiled faintly, did not resist, and even simply cooperated with the military attache to lock themselves up. The faint but sweet smile that always appeared on their faces was ghostly and eerie under the drone's camera.

Silverdust didn't forget to observe them even when he gobbled them up, because they appeared so strangely. The Silver God had never thought that someone like them would appear in such a place, let alone that they could be accepted by the Qin Mission in such an capacity.

There is an extremely obscure and imperceptible aura hidden in these three girls, and this aura may only be detected by the realm perception of the law god level, and it is difficult to monitor by other means.

At least the not weaker Qin Cha and the stronger military attachés didn't notice anything unusual, and as for Peacock Terrace, Yinchen didn't know if the shopkeeper didn't know about it at all, or did he even more simply think that he didn't know about it?

The aura on the girl's body looked like some kind of ordinary Gangfeng qi, but in the field of vision of Silver Dust, there were black smoke clouds wrapped around their bodies, and among the smoke clouds, there seemed to be purple flames faintly revealing from them.

This is the power of the dark element.

The dark element, now all of them have been collected by the silver dust, even if they are old ghosts, they can only be used in the form of elemental incarnation, and the only techniques that can truly condense the dark element are the three kinds of town sect magic skills of the Demon Pavilion. Yinchen took advantage of the fact that the three girls had not been taken away, and quietly opened the Sky Catching Demon Eye to take a look, and was shocked.

Those black fogs are about to burn, and the elements that make up the black fog are not only the huge and infinite wind, but also the "Revenant Soul Killing Dafa".

"How is this possible?" Yinchen was puzzled, "Soul Killing" is the core technique of the Sang Tianliang Department of the Demon Wei Pavilion, the disciples who can cultivate this kind of divine skill and condense the impure dark energy must not be simple, the probability of not being a core disciple is extremely low, but how did the three female disciples of good quality in front of them fall to the point of begging for a living in the hall?

"This peacock platform is also big-hearted, such a female disciple should also be accepted as a sister, aren't you afraid that Sang Tianliang will directly dismantle your broken platform?" Yinchen thought while chewing on the pig's trotters, and the brittle bones made a gurgling sound between the god-level teeth, like the sound of chewing biscuits.

The sixteen talented slave students are still talking, ignoring the fact that Xiao Yinfei has been "defeated", and they are still criticizing her for not wanting to enter the palace this time, losing a great opportunity and other useless nonsense. Silver Dust didn't look at them at this time, and he didn't listen to any of them anymore, in his eyes, these people were probably gone.

Silver Dust sped up and ate the treasures and delicacies on the table, and the reserve and Sven of the noble prince had been left behind by him, but the dishes he ordered were enough for four strong men to eat, how could a fourteen-year-old child finish eating them in a moment and a half?

"Waiting for Xiao Yinfei?" Yinchen was thinking about it, when he suddenly heard a man's lyrics, this big man seemed to be singing "Funeral Flower Yin", the tone was sad and poignant, even if the original author Sister Lin sang it in person, it probably wouldn't be more emotional, but the man's voice really made Yinchen's hairs stand on end.

The man's voice was not so harsh, but the big man singing such words made Yinchen can't help but think of the rabbit master. He resisted the fear in his heart and looked up at the high platform in the middle of the hall, and sure enough, he saw a young student with a pink complexion wearing a transparent gauze skirt, dancing to the accompaniment of silk and bamboo. He lightly opened his lips, and his tone was sad and earnest, no different from Sister Lin, but there was a masculine taste unique to men in his voice, which could not be eliminated.

Yinchen trembled, and hurriedly lowered his head to cover his ears, but suddenly heard someone next to him whisper: "I didn't see it, this son is born with good looks." ”

It was a young man's voice.

Yinchen suddenly looked up and saw a man with a clear face sitting next to the messy table at some point. The man was about twenty-three or fourteen years old, and he was a real jade tree. He was wearing a crimson python robe, and what he was wearing on his head was actually a crown.

"Prince's crown?" Yinchen couldn't believe it, he thought it was King Xian or King Mei at first, but immediately rejected this ridiculous idea, Zhao Jiyue couldn't even tolerate Zhao Guangyi, an uncle who was far away in Gusu, how could he tolerate the various elders who were close in front of him and had the power to appoint and dismiss some courtiers?

So who is this person in front of you?

Yinchen didn't know, and he didn't want to know, his mind was full of quick escape from this murderous song at this time, and he didn't care about the rest, and even forgot the purpose of settling in Jinling. The only thing he wanted to do at this point was to rush out of here, or escape, and never slip out again.

"The meal has been paid in advance. Silver Dust seemed to say to himself as well as to the young man, and at the same time stood up, ignoring the folds in his robe, and walked straight in the direction of the door.

But he took three steps and stopped.

The man's voice was still spreading through the hall like a sonic weapon, and Qian and his companions had already climaxed, shouting "Fallen Son" accompaniment. And in front of Yinchen, two mergers and seventeen distraction masters suddenly appeared.

Gangfeng is conjoined and the army is generated. Yinchen rubbed his ears with a headache, and was about to go crazy, when suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"Since you have to borrow some dynastic artifacts for that, why don't you take a look at the condition of the prince in front of you first?"

"You report your name first. The man had an uninhibited smile on his lips.

"Silver dust. Silver Dust's lips barely moved, he knew that a small battle was inevitable. In order to maintain his concealment in the face of Wudu, Shiel really spares no effort to purify the memories of the world.

Sure enough, the young man who was suspected of being the prince lowered his eyes slightly, thought for a while, and then said:

"Civilians?

Yinchen didn't say anything, he wouldn't say anything about the relationship between himself and Zhao Guangyi, because now Zhao Guangyi is wanted.

The young man's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "This king Zhao Tande, the eldest brother of the current emperor, is named Prince Yude." This king saw that you were handsome and handsome, and he forgot about the vulgar when he saw it, and I don't know if you are interested in joining the palace and becoming the king's long-term follower. ”

When the word "long follow" reached Yinchen's ears, the magician knew that it was not good. Since the establishment of the Eighth Dynasty, male style has prevailed throughout the country, and a beautiful and lovely little boy like Yinchen is naturally the so-called "best bread", and it is not surprising that he is favored by powerful people, but the problem is that Yinchen has a heartfelt fear of Longyang's goodness.

"I can't say yes to that. The silver-haired boy immediately refused: "You see, I can come to this kind of place alone for recreation, and naturally I don't have to worry about food and clothing, and I am neither interested nor good at serving others." ”

"That's not up to you. Zhao Tande's smile hardened slightly, and he said casually: "Thirteen sons, take him." ”

Yinchen's eyes widened, he thought that this noble prince would at least make up a reason or something, but people didn't bother to think of reasons at all, and directly ordered Hu to take people.

Among the seventeen people surrounding Yinchen, a tall and thin man came out of the crowd, and without any gesture, he directly reached out to grab Yinchen's shoulder. A blue whirlwind erupted from his hand, and a thin cyan brilliance emerged from the whirlwind, obviously a good hand of magic skills. The wind fluctuations on his body can at least rectify the ten times of the rivers and lakes.

When Yinchen was stunned, the claws covered with Gangfeng had already arrived in front of him. He had just gathered his divine thoughts, and he was habitually mobilizing the elements, when suddenly a dark color flashed on his body, and a shadow appeared, which immediately expanded from the plane to the human form of the body, blocking in front of Yinchen, and then the darkness dispersed, and the red-clothed swordsman who killed Matt's head didn't even save the action of drawing his sword, and raised his hand to sweep a sword light.

The dark blue arc light with no rank exploded in the air for an instant, and then disappeared into invisibility, and the tall and thin man who rushed over suddenly jumped back, which was enough to avoid the sword that was enough to split him in half, and his original swarthy face couldn't help but reveal a trace of whiteness.

He retracted his hand and took a thick-backed broadsword from his companion behind him, and the wind returned to its place, the battle spirit was gone, and the ability to transform was largely gone, and the samurai had to once again pick up the weapon that had been discarded as if it were gone, and continue the glory of the battle.

Layers of blood light appeared on the thick-backed broadsword, and the thin and tall warrior holding the weapon had a heavy momentum, but the red-clothed young man opposite, his hair stood on end, and a terrifying, dark aura like the sea floated around his body.

The momentum is like the crest raging in the endless ocean, and it is like the years that have wiped out everything in eternal reincarnation. The momentum emanating from the man in red was not like a distraction, nor was it like a distraction, nor was it like a return to the void, but a sharp coercion that almost cracked the space.

The dark blue killing intent fluctuated, stirring up ripples in the space around it.

Can't distinguish the level, and can't understand the depth, the thin and tall man can only barely gather the wind in the face of the fluctuation of killing intent, and the blood-red knife light slowly emerges, and as he exhales, he strikes a very fierce and very provocative kill, attacking the man in red.

"Scorpion Red Poison Slash!"

This is not the name of the move, but the name of the magic skill, after a pick, there are follow-up thirteen consecutive strikes, vertical and horizontal slashing, stabbing, picking, splitting, hanging and other skills, the end is able to turn the dark red knife, linked into a scorpion tail waving around.

At this time, the red tip of the knife was like a poisonous needle in the tail of a scorpion, attacking from top to bottom.

The man in red blocked the silver dust behind him, the long sword in his hand slashed at will, and a terrifying sharp sword light went straight to the throat of the thin and tall man, his sword was seven feet long, like the two-handed heavy sword of the Oran knight, but it was much more slender and light, his sword light was longer than the sword, almost reaching a zhang away, the thick-backed broadsword in the hand of the thin man was not only one inch shorter than the long sword, but the red sword could not be extended, so that the fight between the two warriors actually turned into a contest of distance, the red-clothed swordsman swung out a sword, and he was completely defenseless, and his sword would penetrate the enemy's throat before the enemy's sword fell on him。

How to say that the thin and tall man is also a good hand in the rivers and lakes, how can it be so easy to get started. The big knife he picked up suddenly pulled a knife flower, and a scarlet metal reflection flashed, and with a bang, the long knife firmly held the thin two-handed long sword.

There was a loud bang, and sparks flew everywhere. The tall and thin man and the man in red held each other. The man in red's hair fell down one after another, and the coercion on his body became weaker and weaker, but the power from his hands became more and more powerful. The tall and thin man gradually lost his strength under his feet, and was forced to retreat by the ghostly force of the man in red.

The thin and tall man had cracked his eyes, and the opponent in front of him was extremely strong in his cultivation. He gritted his teeth, took a step back, and took advantage of the gap between the man in red and the sword to change his path, and with one shot, he slashed sixteen times in a row.

However, the long sword in the red swordsman's hand just passively parried to meet him, turning his moves into invisible. The man in red didn't use his sword to kill, so he walked with him, swaying at will, but he dismantled all the moves of the tall and thin man, and occasionally handed over a few swords, and the dark blue sword light flickered, causing a few blood flowers to burst out on the tall and thin man's body.

At this time, the faces of more than a dozen people surrounding Yinchen changed at the same time, the swordsmanship used by the man in red was simply unheard of, the thin and tall man was one of the "Seventeen People of Fengyun" under the prince, and he must be a good hand on the rivers and lakes, but the young man in red was actually forced under the sword to be in danger, and he was on the line of life and death several times.

"Who is this person?" the prince's eyes flashed with surprise, appreciation, and greed.

"Ten Thousand Sword Hearts. Silver Dust stood with his hands in his hands, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes when he looked at Wan Jianxin, in the void, there seemed to be an unknowable heaven that suppressed Wan Jianxin, preventing him from finishing off the enemy he saw with one sword.

"Heh, the Empty Flash Summoning Technique, no wonder he dared to run out alone without cultivation. "The appearance of the man in red does not make the young prince feel pressured, after all, a servant named Thirteen is dead, and there are many more servants waiting for him. It's just cannon fodder, what is it worth?

The young prince said, slowly stood up, reached out and untied a small string of jade beads from his belt, took one and threw it gently. The jade bead emitted a cyan blue light in the air, and with a snap, it shattered into powder before it hit the ground, and the blue cold smoke spewed out, quickly outlining the shape of a person, and then as soon as the blue light was closed, the smoke actually turned into a living person.

That man was a fifty-year-old man, wearing a butler uniform that was half purple and half black, but Yinchen was sure that he was definitely not a butler, and no palace butler really needed the strength to return to the Void Realm.

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