Chapter Ninety-One: Anxious, He's in a Hurry
At the foot of the mountain, the army was stationed.
Ji Wuye mobilized thousands of elite soldiers to surround the foot of the entire mountain, and from a distance, the black pressure was like a thick wall, exuding an invisible sense of oppression.
With the sound of neat footsteps, the thousands of elite soldiers made way of the way.
The figures of Ji Wuye, Han Fei and others walked out of it.
Ji Wuye's fierce eyes glanced at Han Fei, who was solemn on his side, and said nonchalantly: "Ninth Prince, this mountain in front of you is not small, if you search step by step, it is estimated that it will take a lot of time, and it is not easy to catch the thief with these ordinary soldiers alone."
What's more, the crown prince and the princess have fallen into each other's hands, and one carelessness may cause harm to the two highnesses.
If so, it will be difficult for the king to explain. β
He stared at Han Fei with a faint gaze, this order to send people to search the mountain, it was impossible for Ji Wuye to give it, at this stage, he didn't want to force Tian Ze and the others too hard, with Bai Yifei's poison controlling Tian Ze, he couldn't lose this game.
Since this is the case, Ji Wuye naturally doesn't mind playing slowly, he really wants to watch Han Fei step by step into a desperate situation, showing a desperate look.
Come to think of it.
The corners of Ji Wuye's mouth naturally turned up slightly, obviously in a good mood.
Han Fei glanced at Ji Wuye, who had an ugly face, and said softly: "The general only needs to send people to watch the major roads at the foot of the mountain, as for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Red Lotus, I have already sent someone to rescue him." β
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The smile on Ji Wuye's face froze, his eyes stared at Han Fei deadly, his expression was cloudy, and he asked in an unkind tone: "Ninth Prince, the stakes are very high, why didn't you discuss with the last general in advance!" β
"It's because the stakes are high, and the less people know about it, the safer it is."
Han Fei showed a confident and calm smile on his face, and said slowly.
He had already learned about the transaction and cooperation with Zhao Jia from Wei Zhuang, and even knew that Zhao Jia had obtained the antidote.
Han fei...... Ji Wuye gritted his teeth in his heart, and felt more and more that Han Fei's face was hateful, and couldn't help sneering: "Then the general will wait and see, I wish the ninth prince success and a smooth rescue of the crown prince and princess." β
"Yes."
Han Fei nodded.
Ji Wuye snorted coldly, strode to the side of the Bloody Cloth Hou, glanced at the silent Bai Yifei, frowned and asked, "Han Fei seems to have made some preparations, do you want to send someone to investigate." β
This farce has been going on until now, and it has deviated somewhat from the route they had just planned.
"Tianze's antidote is gone."
Bai Yifei suddenly said coldly, so shocked that Ji Wuye's eyes widened a little, and he stared at Bai Yifei in disbelief, "What do you mean?" β
"The antidote to control Tianze was stolen, I suspect that this matter has something to do with Zhao Jia, because during that time, he was the only one who entered the palace, and of course, it is not excluded that Han Fei and others arranged people in the palace."
Bai Yifei's expression was still indifferent, and he did not panic in the slightest because of the loss of the antidote, and he didn't even have too many waves in his expression.
He was a little careless about this, but that's all, the matter was not out of control.
"Zhao Jia? Why did he get involved?! β
Ji Wuye frowned and said with some puzzlement.
Bai Yifei emphasized the point: "The important thing is not why he participated, but the antidote was lost." β
Tian Ze has been imprisoned for more than ten years, and the hatred and resentment in his heart can be imagined, coupled with the hatred of the family and the country, once the other party is completely free, he will inevitably retaliate madly.
An uncontrolled mad dog will undoubtedly be in some trouble.
ββ¦β¦ What is Hou Ye going to do next! β
Ji Wuye naturally thought about the key point, he didn't blame Bai Yifei for being careless, he just asked.
"A disobedient mad dog, it's useless to keep it, I will personally take action to solve this matter once and for all."
Bai Yifei said lightly, and then turned to leave.
Since the antidote is lost, then he must have a plan for the worst, such as solving the person who needs the antidote.
"Zhao Jia......"
Ji Wuye glanced at Han Fei, and didn't understand what agreement Zhao Jia had reached with Han Fei, but he could let Zhao Jia take action in person, and he didn't hesitate to offend the Bloody Marquis and the night for this, he didn't think that Princess Red Lotus was worth the price.
Whether Zhao Jia is friend or foe, this matter is becoming more and more incomprehensible.
When Han Fei saw Bai Yifei leaving, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, he looked at Wei Zhuang beside him, and said softly: "Do you want to go and answer it, the Bloody Marquis left just now, Ji Wuye's expression is wrong." β
This is an intuition, and he feels that Bai Yifei's departure has something to do with Zhao Jia.
There is no need for Han Fei to remind.
Wei Zhuang had already discovered this, he groaned a little, and then walked into the dense forest with his sword, as for Han Fei's safety, he was undoubtedly very safe surrounded by thousands of elite soldiers, and Ji Wuye did not dare to let him have an accident, especially now that the prince and the princess had accidents one after another.
If Han Fei, the ninth prince, also had an accident, or something happened under the protection of thousands of elite soldiers, once Han Wangan learned about this matter, then Ji Wuye would not have to sit in the position of the general.
An incompetent general is not qualified to continue to sit in this position.
There are quite a few people staring at this position.
For example, the fourth son, Han Yu......
As Bai Yifei and Wei Zhuang left one after another, the foot of the mountain was quiet for a while, and everyone waited patiently for the result.
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What is the attitude of the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei towards the Korean prince?
As a hereditary marquis of South Korea, Bai Yifei's arrogance is almost engraved in his bones, what kind of face can he have for a puppet who was supported by Ji Wuye, especially when he saw that his lower body was dirty and messy, his eyes were even colder, and he didn't have the slightest intention of getting off the horse and saluting.
It's like a king on the top, overlooking the ants on the side of the road, even if he is the crown prince of Korea.
"Hou ...... Hou Ye. β
The Korean prince obviously knew Bai Yifei, but his eyes were a little frightened, and even his body trembled slightly, without a trace of consciousness as a Korean prince, as if his identity was just an ornament.
Bai Yifei was dressed in blood-colored red, his extremely neat silver hair was restrained by the headdress, dancing lightly in the wind, with angular facial features, full of lines and textures, his eyes glowing with scarlet color were indifferent and evil, and his temperament was arrogant, riding a white horse, under the escort of dozens of iron horses behind him, he came slowly.
The cold fog rose all around, surrounding the cavalry, condensing but not dispersing, as if stepping on clouds.
Ice crystals condensed on the ground beneath his feet, and the ice froze all the way.
He looked at the snare killers around the Korean prince, and the scarlet in his eyes became more and more intense, because at this moment, Bai Yifei was sure of the thief's name.
When the net killer saw Bai Yifei, the person at the head stepped forward and said respectfully: "We are ordered by the Marquis of Changxin to escort the Korean prince." β
"Where is he?"
Bai Yifei ignored the Korean prince, stared indifferently at the net killer led by him, and said lightly.
The net killer hesitated for a moment, and did not answer Bai Yifei's question directly: "Where Changxin Hou is now, we don't know. β
"I'm sorry you answered incorrectly."
As Bai Yifei's words fell, an extremely strong cold air swept away in an instant, instantly freezing a radius of hundreds of meters, and the Korean prince who was in it was frozen in an instant, Bai Yifei didn't care about his life or death at all.
The dozen or so Snarking Killers had some resistance, but they were soon besieged by the swarming ice crystal thorns around them.
Bai Yifei rode on a white horse, stepping on the ice path that rose in the air, overlooking the struggling net killer below, like a grim reaper, indifferent and ruthless.
Wei Zhuang, who followed Bai Yifei, saw this scene at this moment, his expression was extremely solemn, he didn't expect Bai Yifei to be so ruthless, and he also didn't expect Bai Yifei's strength to be so strong, the most surprising thing to him was that Bai Yifei was able to use the military formation to link his internal breath with those ice crystal puppets behind him, and he could release cold qi unscrupulously.
Bai Yifei in this state is undoubtedly extremely tricky, he doesn't even need to do anything, just by releasing the cold air, he can easily crush most of the people in the world to death.
Wei Zhuang hesitated for a moment and did not choose to make a move.
A Korean waste prince and more than a dozen snare killers are not worth his and Bai Yifei's desperate efforts.
"Master Hou is so difficult for my subordinates, it's a bit excessive."
At this moment, a laugh sounded from the distant woods, not loud, but it could clearly reach everyone's ears, showing the mastery of the internal force of the speaker.
Wei Zhuang's eyes flashed, and he secretly said in his heart Sure enough, he had felt that Zhao Jia was unusual before, and now it undoubtedly confirmed his conjecture.
Bai Yifei rode on the white horse, with the help of the vacant ice road, condescendingly overlooking the people in the distance, his scarlet eyes flashed a cold glow, and a trace of evil arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said with a slight chuckle: "I am very surprised, you dare to appear in front of me like this, Mingzhu is right, you are really bold!" β
He repeated the phrase again.
It's just that the meaning of the two words is completely different.
Zhao Jia appeared in front of Bai Yifei with the startled salamander and the red lotus, he glanced at the net killer surrounded by ice crystal thorns and the frozen Korean prince, the corners of his eyes couldn't help jumping, looked up at the unscrupulous Bai Yifei, and said with a wry smile: "Master Hou, this is not a good person~"
Bai Yifei said lightly: "From the moment you stole the antidote, you should think of the current ending." β
Zhao Jia does have a special identity, not only the eldest son of Zhao Guoyan, but also the chief of Qin, Xinhou, once he has an accident, the two countries will definitely blame South Korea.
But what if the Korean prince and Zhao Jia died together in the hands of Tianze?
South Korea will also be a victim.
As for 10,000 war horses...... These 10,000 war horses are Ji Wuye's business, and Bai Yifei is not involved in it, so he doesn't mind that this business ends here.
"The antidote? I don't know what the antidote is that Hou Ye said, I am only here to rescue my fiancΓ©e, as for the rest, I don't know, Hou Ye may have misunderstood. β
Zhao Jia chose to pretend to be stupid and stunned, and did not admit this matter at all, whether he was caught red-handed, let alone a surveillance record, how could he admit this trumped-up charge.
The corners of Wei Zhuang's mouth twitched not far away, and he couldn't help but glance at Zhao Jia.
This person's ability to open his eyes and say nonsense is really a must, how did he say these words without changing his face, and he didn't want the face of a prince of a country?
Bai Yifei looked at Zhao Jia's innocent expression, and hesitated for a while, but this hesitation only lasted for a moment, and he continued to shoot, because whether the antidote had anything to do with Zhao Jia or not, he would take it first, and by the way, he also wanted to see Zhao Jia's strength.
If Zhao Jia's strength is strong enough, then what he said in the palace before will be convincing, and the two sides will have a basis for cooperation.
If Zhao Jia didn't have this strength, he would die.
"Click~"
Huge ice crystal thorns rose from the ground, and the sound of ice crystals squeezing and rubbing was extremely harsh, as if more than a dozen giant pythons were strangling Zhao Jia and the others.
There was no need for Zhao Jia to say more, the startled salamander on the side made a move, her body was ethereal, and with the long sword out of the sheath, her body shook, dozens of pale pink sword qi broke out of the air, instantly crushing the ice crystal thorns that came from the strangulation, and at the same time she stepped on the ground lightly, and rushed towards Bai Yifei at a very fast speed.
Compared to the speed of the startled salamander, the ice crystal thorns waving around her became an ornament, and it was impossible to catch up with her shadow at all.
"Bell!"
Bai Yifei drew his sword to block, and the next moment he was shrouded in sword qi, forcing him to abandon his horse and retreat, holding his sword with both hands to resist, for a while, the sound of gold and iron intertwining was endless, and the sword qi overflowed directly crushed the ice crystal thorns condensed around him, and under the moonlight, turned into crystal powder.
The horse that Bai Yifei was riding fell directly from the sky, broke his leg, and neighed in pain.
"Brush!"
Bai Yifei didn't care about his beloved horse, and was forced to retreat again and again by the startled salamander, and for a while he couldn't condense the ice crystal thorns to strangle the startled salamander, in other words, how could a mage who was close to the assassin have time to cast spells, and even the ice crystal puppets that came with him became decorations, standing in place in a daze.
At this moment, he no longer has the demeanor he had before, and he even quickly wore colors on his body.
Spurted blood.
"Tsk, I was restrained~"
When Zhao Jia saw this scene, he couldn't help but let out a playful laugh, he had guessed before, a swordsman who pursues speed like a startled salamander is simply a dimensionality reduction blow to a mage-type swordsman like Bai Yifei.
The so-called slow to fight fast, that kind of realm has to be a grandmaster-level swordsman, down, the faster and more fierce it is.
Whoever draws the sword faster will have the upper hand.
Bai Yifei is obviously not a qualified swordsman, he is better at using cold qi to fight enemies than swordsmanship.
Honglian on the side opened her eyes wide, like a curious baby, looking at the battle in front of her, like a master of this level fighting, she was obviously the first time to see the good baby in the palace, and was shocked, and at the same time let out a light sigh: "When can I be like her." β
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance at Zhao Jia, and her heart couldn't help but cheer Xiao Jiujiu.
Compared with Zhao Jia's play.
Bai Yifei was undoubtedly forced to be anxious at this moment, for the first time in so many years, he was forced to be so embarrassed, and his expression was no longer as calm as before......
(End of chapter)