Zhao Hongming didn't make any stops, and walked forward.

When he got close to Daliang City, he found a hidden place nearby and counted all the looted items.

Since Li Zhiwu and the others were also temporary actions, there were no surprises except for some pills and gold, silver, and wish stones that were convenient to carry with them.

Zhao Hongming picked up some of the good and valuable items and carried them with him, and the rest were burned.

After killing Li Zhiwu, he finally felt at ease at this time.

This time, he did it carefully.

For a long time, no one will suspect him.

Even if Zhengmen found some clues, the pressure would only go to the side of Emperor Jian'an Zhao Fuxu.

He could use this time to improve his cultivation with peace of mind.

The martial artists of the Martial Courage Realm can use the power of the divine soul to generate Gang Qi and forge a Dharma Body.

It is far from being comparable to ordinary innate realm martial artists.

If Li Zhiwu hadn't been injured, he would never have succeeded this time.

At first, he thought that there would be a bitter battle, but when he actually fought it, he found that Li Zhiwu, an elder of the Zhengyi Sect, had his strength attenuated a little unbelievable.

He shouldn't have been so careless about being able to become an elder.

Zhao Hongming vaguely felt in his heart that the Seven Heavens Peerless Formation, this imperial formation created by the power of the first King of Wei, its power may not be as simple as it seems.

Putting away the divergent thinking in his heart, Zhao Hongming no longer stayed, and returned to Daliang City alone.

Daliang City is far away from the front line, and it has not been affected by the War of the Three Kingdoms and the previous Emperor Jian'an, and it is still full of people.

All kinds of cries and noises are endless.

Speaking of which, Zhao Hongming has not been in Daliang City for more than ten years, and he is very unfamiliar with the scene here.

Now that he was relaxed and had a hint of leisure, he was not in a hurry to go back.

"Hibiscus House!"

Zhao Hongming saw a luxurious building in the distance, and it was like a city.

A stream of rouge kept coming out of it.

Zhao Hongming suddenly stopped.

He remembered that when he inquired about Li Zhiwu's whereabouts before, he had asked a few martial artists for directions.

Those people are not unexpected, they should also be the people under Li Zhiwu.

Although he changed his appearance and changed to another face, the other party should not suspect the body of the five princes of Wei.

But what if?

Zhao Hongming was a little worried.

After all, when it comes to the behemoth of Zhengyimen, any slackness will put you in a crisis.

He thought about it again, adjusted his appearance slightly, and walked in.

"This gentleman, please inside."

The gentleman of Wei is a general term for the nobility, and it has nothing to do with whether there is virtue or not.

In addition to this, ordinary civilians are referred to as "villains".

This little guy saw that Zhao Hongming was dressed decently, so he thought he was a nobleman, so he called him a gentleman.

Zhao Hongming had little experience in this kind of place for the first time.

I saw several girls standing on both sides, welcoming him.

"This gentleman, do you want to listen to music, or drink and watch a play?"

Zhao Hongming's purpose this time was not for this, and he said casually: "Just drink a simple drink." ”

"What kind of girl does the gentleman know well? The slave sees if the other party has any free time. ”

"If you don't know each other, you just look at the arrangement."

Zhao Hongming casually took out some silver taels and asked, "Did there be three people who came together before, all wearing black shorts and looking burly." ”

The little maid took the silver and said with a smile: "Yes, they are listening to music upstairs." ”

"I want the room next door to them."

"Howler. Gentleman's side, please. ”

Soon the servant took him to a separate room, where there was a long table with incense and some fruit snacks.

"Gentleman, wait a while, Hua Niang will come soon."

Zhao Hongming sat down cross-legged and didn't care.

After the little guy left, Zhao Hongming's figure moved, turned into an afterimage, and disappeared in place.

He wandered silently down the hallway, stopping quietly at the door of a private room.

Through the wooden plank, Zhao Hongming could hear the laughter inside.

The voice was familiar, and it was the people who were right.

He felt it carefully, and found that there were still a few cold metallic sensations inside, and these people's swords were still there.

In that case, it's easy to do.

Zhao Hongming pressed his hand on the door, and his arm was lightly forced.

There was a crisp sound behind the door.

The door to the private room opened.

Zhao Hongming turned into a phantom, rushed in directly, and directly took a knife.

Before the people inside could react to what was going on, they saw a flash of knife light.

One of the warriors subconsciously raised his arm.

His arms were split in two by the light of the sword, along with their heads.

After the blow was hit, Zhao Hongming's body shook, and the shadow of the sword flashed on the other martial artist, taking his life.

The last remaining martial artist, seeing that Zhao Hongming had killed the two of them in a flash of lightning, panicked, kicked over the long case, turned around and rushed towards the door.

However, he hadn't had time to take a few steps yet.

The effect of the desolate secret line unfolded, and Zhao Hongming ghostly caught up with this person in front of him.

The long knife in his hand turned into a five-foot-long sword shadow.

Poof!

There was a muffled sound.

This martial artist was stabbed in the back, revealing a wound about six inches deep, revealing his white bones, and fell to the ground in pain.

Zhao Hongming walked up and mended to him again.

It only took ten breaths of kung fu before and after, and several martial artists were all solved.

As soon as he turned around, he saw two singers with pale faces, staring blankly at everything in front of them, trembling like chaff, and opening their mouths to shout.

But soon, before their voices could be heard, they stopped abruptly.

The room was quiet again.

Zhao Hongming sensed it, and there was no one outside the house.

He dropped the long knife on the ground and silently closed the door with his backhand.

Zhao Hongming was very decisive, without any fancy things, as soon as he entered, he took their lives directly, and did not make much noise.

The crimson blood began to gather, slowly flowing out of the corpse, and gradually flowing out of the crack in the door.

Zhao Hongming glanced down, pretended not to see anything, and left the Furong Building in a hurry.

By now, the whole thing should have been taken care of.

It was an hour before I was back in the palace.

And just after he returned to the palace, Feng Dabao, who was in charge of the Imperial City Division, had already learned about it for the first time.

"You said that His Royal Highness went out of the palace after dinner?" Feng Dabao sat on the sandalwood chair and listened to the report of the people below: "Where did he go?" ”

"The subordinates are incompetent, the actions of the Fifth Highness are too fast, and the subordinates can't keep up, so they will be lost in Daliang City."

Feng Dabao waved and said: "The miscellaneous family knows, as long as the five princes are okay, they won't worry." In the future, remember about the five princes, and you must tell the miscellaneous family everything in detail, do you know? ”

"My subordinates know."

"Go ahead!"

"The subordinates retired."

Feng Dabao sat in his chair and was silent.

As soon as he informed Li Zhiwu of his injury, His Royal Highness chose to leave the palace.

This fifth prince is not simple, I am afraid that he has a bit of a heroic posture!

(End of chapter)