Chapter Fifty-Eight: Killing in the Night

Hou Yinglong ran away with Beitangmo and Qin Wuyue, who were seriously injured and unconscious, until he confirmed that no black-blooded pterosaur was chasing them, and then he let go of the two of them.

He didn't send the seriously injured two out of the back mountain of the palace first.

At this time, he still remembered Ye Chong's life and death in his heart.

Even though, he knew that even if he and Ye Chong were combined, there was no chance of surviving the attack of that group of night winged dragons.

He took out two pills from his body, gave them to Beitang Mo and Qin Wuyue respectively, and found a relatively safe position, before turning around and running back.

Ran to the edge of the cliff in one go.

The cliff was full of blood, and the smell of blood soared to the sky.

Hou Yinglong hid behind a big tree and watched secretly, the black-blooded pterosaur that was still hovering in the sky and had not left, and the corpses of the black-blooded pterosaur all over the ground were miserable.

Little by little, his heart grew cold, cold.

He didn't see Ye Chong, even if he didn't even see the corpse.

But he saw the blood-stained Divine General's uniform, falling on the protruding rocks in the cliff face, trembling gently with the breeze, as if he was about to fall to the bottom of the cliff in the next moment.

Hou Yinglong knew that Ye Chong had fallen from the edge of this cliff.

Underneath the cliff is a bottomless canyon, and even if you are intact, you will be crushed if you fall. What's more, Ye Chong, who was injured in a fierce fight with the black-blooded pterodactyl?

Hou Yinglong clenched his teeth tightly, his hand pressed the big tree where he was hiding, and dragged down a piece of bark.

"Uncle Ye, I'm sorry for you!"

He blamed himself with red eyes.

Immediately, a touch of madness shot out of his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Wei Yang! It was Wei Yang who designed to kill Ye Chong!"

Then he turned and walked away.

"Truly~!"

On the cliff, the lingering black-blooded pterosaurs circled and screamed a few times, and then flew towards the bottom of the cliff.

They only like to live in dark and damp places, even if they have been locked up for many years, and once they are liberated and rush to the top of the cliff, they still do not want to leave.

……

Night.

Most of the disciples of the two courtyards in the mountain behind the palace didn't know that on a cliff in the deep mountain, such a bloody scene had happened, and they didn't know that in the mountain behind the palace, there would be a few rare, but extremely bloody and violent groups of black-blooded pterosaurs lurking at the bottom of the valley.

They are still excited or annoyed by their gains and losses for the day, calculating the number of beast cards they have, imagining what kind of changes will happen to their lives after the hunting is over.

"Qian'er, you can camp and rest again. I'll take a look at the death of Yang there. ”

A bonfire, surrounded by seven or eight new disciples of the Divine General Academy.

Wei Yang handed these people over to Shen Qian'er, and he turned around and entered the dark dense forest.

"Ye Chong, that kid, should have been buried in the belly of the black-blooded pterosaur by now, right?"

After moving away from everyone, Wei Yang had a mean smile on his face and whispered softly, "However, this prince doesn't have the energy to care about their lives and deaths now. ”

Wei Yang was in the dense forest in the night, running familiarly.

He didn't notice that a figure had been quietly following behind him.

Soon, Wei Yang came to another jungle.

Not far away, there was also a bonfire, on which were several large pieces of fragrant barbecue, and beside the bonfire were more than 20 disciples of Qinglan Academy, all holding cooked barbecue meat in their hands.

Shen Qing'er, Cheng Linghuo, Wei Chun, and Wei Jing are among them.

After the conflict with Ye Chong and a few people during the day, they walked together, and at this time, the night was getting late, and they also found this clearing in the jungle to camp and rest.

Shen Qing'er had a gap between her and this group of fellow disciples because of the day's events, and she couldn't eat the barbecue at this time, so she remembered Ye Chong for no reason.

I thought of the young man who dared to borrow five taels of silver from him without knowing him, and remembered the first time I saw him, he was walking on the street in a coarse cloth coat. remembered the embarrassment of revealing his identity in the humble little teahouse on the way to the barren mountain, and he didn't want to walk with his group...... Remembering the day, Cheng Linghuo said to Ye Chong, you can't live up to Qing'er's heart, the red glow burning on her face.

She was a little absent-minded, looked at everyone, silently put down the barbecue in her hand, and turned to walk away.

Cheng Linghuo ate a few bites of the barbecue in his hand, turned his head and saw his best friend leaving, so he also got up and followed.

Wei Yang, who was hiding in the dense forest, didn't pay attention to them, but kept his eyes firmly on Wei Chun and Wei Jing.

His two elder brothers were sitting together, feasting on the fragrant barbecue, not whispering anything.

The corners of Wei Yang's mouth hooked an arc, these two brothers are discussing how to calculate themselves, hey, but you have fallen into my calculations!

Not long after, the young disciples of Qinglan Courtyard who were eating barbecue poured into their heads one after another, and they fell down without saying a word, one after another, and soon they all lay around the bonfire.

It wasn't really sleepy, it was someone who drugged the barbecue.

Wei Yang showed a gleam in his eyes, and quietly walked in, came to the bonfire, and looked at the group of Qinglan Academy disciples who fell to the ground.

"Prince Yang!"

A young man suddenly got up from the ground, came to Wei Yang's side with a nervous face, and whispered: "Prince Yang, I have already drugged all the barbecue according to your instructions, hehe, are you going to take everyone's beast cards? We have a total of dozens of beast cards here, Prince Yang, even if you don't do anything in the next two days, you will definitely be the first in this hunting activity!"

Wei Yang squinted at the young man and said, "I lied to you when I said I voted for their beast card before. ”

"Huh?" the boy was startled, "what about ...... Why is that?"

"Let's go down there and ask Lord Yama!"

Before the words fell, a dagger of the lower grade of the Xuan Rank suddenly popped out of Wei Yang's sleeve and stabbed directly into the young man's chest.

Blood soaked the boy's chest little by little, the boy's eyes dimmed a little, and his face was still in sudden fright.

Poof!

Wei Yang gently pushed on his body, and pushed the young man who had lost signs of life to the ground, and pulled out the dagger that Wang Donglin gave him.

He glanced down at the dagger in his hand that emitted scarlet light, a dagger of the lower grade of the Xuan Rank, which was rare in the Wei Kingdom, because there were not many Xuan rank blades in the Wei Kingdom.

But the one in his hand is not from the hand of the spirit tattoo master of the country, and this dagger also has a name, called the Blood Devouring Thorn.

Like the Blue Blood Beads, they are all evil things.

Wei Yang didn't know why Wang Donglin secretly collected these evil things, but now, he could kill the two brothers who snatched the throne with him, and then blame the evil clan.

At that time, even if some people suspect it, he is the only prince in the country, and he will undoubtedly become the acting king of Wei.

He knew his father's body, and knew that if he waited for a long time, King Wei might die one day, and if there were forces in the court and China to support the two brothers, it would be difficult for him to ensure that he would sit firmly on the throne.

And now he only needs to kill the two brothers, those forces who want to support Wei Chun or Wei Jing, even if they are unwilling, they still have to admit that he is the only heir. They have no choice.

Didn't his father get on the throne after killing his half-brother?

"My father used to say that I was the most like him among the three brothers, and it seems that this is indeed the case. ”

Wei Yang held the blood-devouring thorn and came to his side Wei Chun and Wei Jing.

His two brothers, still unconscious, fell to the ground.

Wei Yang squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed a cruel smile: "Big brother and second brother, with your virtue, how can you take the throne with me?

Saying that, he handed out the dagger in his hand directly without hesitation, slashing the neck of the eldest prince Wei Chun.

Cuckoo......

Hot blood gushed out.

Before the scarlet light on the blade of the Blooddevouring Thorn was even stronger, it seemed like after many years, and finally tasted the taste of blood again.

Wei Chun, who was still majestic in front of everyone during the day, vowed to be inseparable from the disciples of the Divine General Academy, couldn't wake up and died unconsciously.

Wei Yang took his tongue and killed his brother with his own hands, completely exposing the dark and distorted side of his body.

He turned to look at Wei Jing who had fallen to the ground, the dagger in his hand dangled, and he was about to slash at the neck of his other brother again.

However, his movements froze as he was about to be delivered, and he turned his head sharply.

"Ahem!"

A masked man in a night suit appeared behind him at some point, holding an equally short dagger against his waist.

It was the same as a dagger of the lower grade of the Xuan Rank, but it only emitted a purple light, which was completely different from the blood-devouring thorn from the evil clan.

Wei Yang's face sank, his heart cooled, he forced himself to remain calm, squeezed his throat and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

At the moment when he was about to succeed, at the moment when he was only one step away from the throne, a mysterious masked man actually popped out and held the dagger of the Yellow Rank against him.

The sensation of this moment was so complicated that his voice was a little irrepressible and slightly mutated.

But the other party didn't seem to want to talk nonsense with him.

Swish!

With a hint of pleasure in his eyes, the masked man quickly plunged the dagger into Wei Yang's waist and abdomen.

"Ahh

Wei Yang screamed in pain, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he immediately handed over the blood-devouring stab in his hand with his backhand to fight back.

While!

The masked man's other hand also held a low-grade dagger that collided with the bloodthirsty thorn, causing blinding sparks.

Wei Yang's face contorted.

There are probably not many people who can have two Xuanjie lower-grade daggers in the entire country, who is this person, how could he suddenly appear, why did he kill himself?

But at this time, he didn't have time to think at all.

For the dagger that the masked man had plunged into his waist and abdomen suddenly stirred.

"Ahh

Wei Yang screamed in heart-rending pain.

His body twitched suddenly, and a breath of air erupted from his wound, sending the masked man back a few steps with his dagger in hand.

It was the true qi gushing out of the sea of qi in his body.

The masked man abolished Wei Yang's sea of qi in one fell swoop.