After Zimu Xiya completely stretched her face and entered the dream, Zhang Ziqing called the old mother who had been waiting outside the door into the house, and this old man was the servant who was responsible for taking care of Zimu Xiya in the palace of Concubine Chen, the royal capital.

Ye Yulong did not kill her, but secretly let her follower Zimu Xiya come to the Dongsha Huazhou Governor's Mansion. But she can't use her original identity anymore, her current identity is an old servant in Zhang Ziqing's mansion, and even her name has been changed.

"My lord, my mother's ......"

"He is asleep, and you shall not call him the same as before, and if I hear those words again, you will be banished. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Lord Overseer. The old mother bowed respectfully to Zhang Ziqing and replied.

She is an old elf from the noble elf race in the royal capital, so she doesn't need to kneel to Zhang Ziqing, although Zhang Ziqing is the highest official here, but she is just a human being, according to the code, elves and demonic beasts don't have to kneel to him.

If you have a low official rank or are a servant, you just need to bow down.

After a final glance at the love of his heart, Zhang Ziqing stood up and said to his old mother: "Take good care of him, especially on special days every month, you must never leave." ”

"Yes. The old mother replied very deferentially, this human governor who selflessly accepted Zimu Xiya was as worthy of respect in her eyes as the noble race in the royal capital.

After leaving Zimu Xiya's room, Zhang Ziqing hurriedly walked towards the room of Wing Ling Yuzhu, and when he saw Uluna taking Zimu Xiya away just now, Zhang Ziqing knew that it was not good, and immediately chased him out.

Now, Xiya's affairs are in danger, Yuzhu is still in danger, and Zhang Ziqing's hanging heart is far from being able to let go.

Three steps and two steps came to the door of the room where the old housekeeper lived, Zhang Ziqing pushed open the door and walked inside. However, he soon realized that something was wrong in the room.

It was a voice, not a single sound of servants moving around or caring for the wounded, as if to match the darkening sky, and the room was eerily quiet.

Zhang Ziqing's first thought was that there was a traitor arranged by Garoda in the mansion, and he found it here. The dark iron weapon hidden in the armor was clenched in his hand again, and his footsteps slowly moved towards the direction of the inner room.

Leaning his back against the curtain of the door in the inner room, Zhang Ziqing gently picked the corner of the curtain with the tip of a knife and looked inside. If it's a third-rank attacker or higher, he's going to have to be careful.

He has no spiritual power or magic power, and he can only rely on flexible skills and preemptive speed to win against elves and monsters, so the enemy's strength reaches the third rank, and the range of various spiritual mana attacks will increase significantly, and Zhang Ziqing will be very difficult to deal with.

Looking at it from the place where it was opened, I don't know who blew out all the candles that were originally lit inside, Zhang Ziqing's sixth sense vaguely felt that there was a spiritual mana gradually increasing, almost filling the entire room.

The sensitive sixth sense is also the only magic weapon that Zhang Ziqing uses to deal with elves and monster enemies, he is born with a sensing ability that ordinary humans can't reach, and he can clearly perceive the strength of the enemy's ability without touching or seeing.

In the current Zhang Ziqing's opinion, the elf ability in the room is at least surpassed in the second rank, and it will never be lower than this. Because his winged spirit jade bamboo relies on giant peaks to fight all year round, his spiritual power is stronger than his spiritual mana. Spiritual mana is only to the extent that the second rank is not satisfied.

In addition, Zhang Ziqing knew that the wing spirit came from the tears of the goddess and could not advance like an ordinary elf, so he thought that the person who exuded spiritual mana in the room must be an enemy elf.

Calming down, Zhang Ziqing looked for an opportunity to make a move, the short knife in his hand was tightly held, and the tip of the knife flashed a shocking cold light, moving little by little with the center of the spiritual mana gathering in the room.

The air seemed to be condensed, and there was a murderous aura in the heaviness, and the moment was quiet, and the next moment it would be a sudden and rapid attack.

Zhang Ziqing felt that the center of spiritual mana was getting closer and closer, and when he was almost a stone's throw away, his figure suddenly burst in from the other side of the door curtain with lightning speed.

The body rolled through the curtain to the back of the body that emitted spiritual power, and with the faint moonlight, it was a knife to the back of the mysterious elf's neck. This is the cervical vertebrae, as long as it hits, no matter how strong he is, he will not be able to recover immediately, and the person will definitely lose his ability to move in a short period of time.

Just as the tip of the knife was about to touch the other party's skin, Zhang Ziqing suddenly saw a small black shadow crawling up from under the elf's neck, which was the head of a female bee.

Breathing suddenly stagnated, Zhang Ziqing shouted in his heart, 'not good', it's too late to stop now, the pressure on the whole body is on the arm, and it is impossible to even turn.

Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to sink into the back of the neck of the person in front of him, Zhang Ziqing was in a hurry, and in an instant, he forcibly squeezed his left hand between the tip of the knife and the other party's skin.

The sharp tip of the dark iron cut between Zhang Ziqing's index finger and ring finger, blood splashed everywhere, and the knife almost pierced the palm of Zhang Ziqing's left hand, but it bought time for the person in front of him to dodge.

Pulling out the short knife in his palm, Zhang Ziqing stood unsteadily, and the person staggered back several steps, barely stabilizing his figure.

At this time, the room suddenly lit up, it turned out that the housekeeper heard the movement inside, and rushed in with an oil lamp regardless of safety, and he saw at a glance the winged spirit Yuzhu standing at the door with a murderous face, and Zhang Ziqing, whose hands were full of blood in the center of the room, and the corpses of servants all over the ground.

The housekeeper's face turned pale with fright, and he rushed in front of Zhang Ziqing with an arrow, his voice trembling.

"Lord Overseer, what's going on?!"