Chapter 42 Ghost Mandarin Duck
It was dark in the night of Tianzhan City, and there was a maid in the Zhennan Wangfu in the center of the city, who ran out of the Shizi compound in a panic.
As he ran, he shouted: "Boss, it's not good, the life card of the son of the world is cracked!" ”
Sou!
A tall old man in brocade clothes appeared in front of the little maid in an instant.
"What did you say?"
"His Royal Highness the Prince's Destiny ......"
Without waiting for the little maid to finish speaking, the old man in brocade clothes went to the Shizi compound and personally checked the life card placed in the practice secret room.
This old man in brocade clothes is none other than Du Zhong, the chief manager of Zhennan Wangfu.
As soon as he arrived at the practice room, the second and third managers heard the movement and also arrived.
"Boss Du, Your Highness is really ...... Is something wrong? The second manager asked in shock.
Du Zhong got out of the way, and the second and third managers stepped forward to look, only to see that the Shizi Destiny Tablet, which was originally hanging on the Duobao Pavilion in the secret room, was really cracked and turned into two halves.
This proves that their noble and incomparable Royal Highness has really died.
The third chief asked, "Aren't there any remnants of souls returning?" ”
The life card used by the Immortal Family Sect is called the Soul Returning Life Card, in addition to showing that something happened to the person who sacrificed and refined, it can also send back a trace of remnant soul when he dies, in order to resurrect him.
The Broken Knife Sect is in trouble, and it is with the soul return card that he can escape a trace of the remnant soul.
As the son of the king of Zhennan of Great Wei, in addition to various life-saving methods, Huangfu Zhao naturally also has this most mysterious soul return card.
However, hearing the third chief manager's inquiry, the chief steward Du Zhong shook his head with a gloomy face.
This made a layer of cold sweat break out on the foreheads of the second and third chief managers in an instant.
His Royal Highness, it's completely gone!
Obviously, the one who attacked His Royal Highness the Prince of the World was ruthless and experienced, and he had expected that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World would wear a life card and wipe out the last wisp of the remnant soul.
"Boss Du, what should I do now?"
"What else can I do? Of course, it is to report to the prince. ”
Du Zhong snorted coldly and walked out.
The second and third managers glanced at each other, and they both saw the uneasiness in each other's eyes.
His Royal Highness is the only son of the prince, and if something happens, it will inevitably cause a big storm.
Those of them who are slaves will not escape their blame.
……
Two quarters of an hour later, the Heavenly Halberd Peak outside the Heavenly Battle City, the south of the town.
A middle-aged man wearing a python robe and majestic sat on the throne and said, "You say that my son Zhao'er is dead? ”
"Yes, my lord. His Highness's order card has been cracked, and ...... No remnants have returned! ”
The chief manager, Du Zhong, replied stiffly, and the three chief managers all knelt on the ground, their foreheads touched the ground, and they didn't dare to lift up.
"Good, good! My emperor Changtian is such a son, and he died, you have done a good job! The man on the throne said coldly.
Eucommia pressed his body even lower to show his guilt.
The second and third managers directly slammed their heads to the ground, and even if they touched the blood, they didn't dare to stop.
"Du Zhong, why is there only one Yu Hui by my son's side? Didn't I have an edict that even in the Heavenly War City, Zhao'er must be guarded by at least one Grandmaster of Light and Darkness? ”
Du Zhong still didn't dare to raise his head, and replied: "Lord Wang, when His Royal Highness travels, in addition to Yu Hui, there are also two grandmasters, Gao Yao and Yang Qian. ”
"However, according to the news from the secret guards around His Highness, when His Highness left Tianzhan City and passed by Gao Yao's hometown, he wanted to summon Gao Yao's wife and daughter to sleep, but Gao Yao did not obey and left with his wife and daughter."
The man on the throne was silent, and his son had done it.
And with the character of a high-ranking person, and the identity of the Grandmaster of the Nine Realms, it is inevitably not allowed.
"What about Yang Qian?"
"Yang Qian, His Highness asked him to go to Baihuazhou, but he failed to return before His Highness entered Linggui Town."
Baihuazhou - a famous women's sect in the middle of Beizhi Gezhou, the women in the sect are all beautiful and incomprehensible.
But it is a serious sect, not a sect of lewd music such as Hehuan Valley and Bliss Sect.
Its suzerain is a famous female grandmaster in Beizhigezhou.
Du Zhong didn't say it, but everyone present knew that with the temperament of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, sending sheep to Baihuazhou must be asking for Baihua Nun to be a concubine.
"Heh, is it meant that my son is dooming himself?" The man on the throne sneered.
Du Zhong didn't dare to answer.
The second and third managers knocked harder, and the sound of banging their foreheads on the ground resounded throughout the hall.
"Brush!"
The man on the throne waved his python sleeves, and the second and third chiefs flew out, fell on the rockery outside the hall, and passed out in a coma, not knowing life and death.
"Eucommia."
"The old slave is here."
"No matter where Gao Yao and his wife and daughter flee, kill! Sheep move, kill! Let Jiang Han of Baihuazhou send ten true disciples over, otherwise this king will step on her Baihuazhou! ”
"Yes!"
Du Zhong responded, but did not leave immediately, because he knew that the prince would definitely have orders.
Sure enough, after giving these three orders, the man on the throne looked at an old man in a long robe on the left side of the hall.
"Mr. Xin, I want to know who is bold enough to kill my emperor's son."
This old man in a long shirt who has been silent all along, his name is Xin Kechai, he is a master of the Yin and Yang family, and his speculation is that the technique of calculating the heavenly machine is only a handful of saints in the entire Beizhige Continent.
Hearing the words of the man on the throne, he shook his head and said, "Lord Wang, the old turtle has completely recovered and cannot be deduced. ”
Huangfu Changtian raised his eyebrows slightly.
Xin Kechai added indifferently: "Not only the old man, but except for a few people such as the Donghua Mountain Divine Master, it is difficult for the Heavenly Warlocks of all families to calculate the Heavenly Affairs of the Spirit Turtle Cave. ”
"That old turtle, the rank is too high!"
The emperor was silent for a long time.
The chief steward, Du Zhong, reminded in a low voice: "Lord Wang, according to the precedent of the old turtle's migration, only a few people who have obtained the letter can return to their hometown with him, and other strangers will be thrown down on the way. ”
"As long as you find those who were left behind halfway, you will be able to know who killed His Royal Highness the Prince of the World!"
Huangfu Changtian looked at Xin Kechai: "Mr. Xin, please bother, I want to know when and where the old turtle will leave these people behind." ”
"It should be."
Huangfu Changtian is gone, but the entire Beiye Hall, and even the entire Heavenly War City, are filled with a cold killing force.
……
Spirit Turtle Town, the remains of the burial demon land.
After Zhang Yiguan twisted the last remnant of Huang Fuzhao's soul with his fingers, he put away the paper man Yin soldiers and prepared to leave.
The house slaves and secret guards that Emperor Showa had brought with him from the palace in the south of his town, as well as the new group of vassal soft-boned monks, were all dead.
Except for Li Xiangyi's murderous guys, Zhang Daoye really can't see too many people.
"Hey, there are still two fish that slipped through the net?"
Zhang Yiguan's eyes rolled, and he turned into a yin wind and dived over.
More than a dozen miles away, in a hidden cave.
Shuangfeng Valley passed on Guan Ruofeng and his junior sister and hugged each other.
"Senior brother, that wicked man is finally dead!" The soft and bright woman, with a sobbing voice, said in a relieved trill.
"Yes, the thief is finally dead, and he has not escaped even a trace of his remnant soul, and he has suffered retribution!" Guan Ruofeng hugged his sister hard.
"Senior brother, we will never be separated in the future! Let's get out of this town early, it's too dangerous. ”
"Mmmm, it's all up to my sister."
"Senior brother, do you still love me?"
"Of course I love."
"Senior brother, you're so good, I'm ......"
Laugh at!
The soft and bright woman was just about to step on her feet and kiss her brother, when a dagger was inserted into her chest.
"Senior brother, you-" The soft woman was stunned, her expression painful and full of puzzlement.
"I love you, I love you so much, so ......"
Guan Ruofeng said as he stabbed down one by one.
Soon the soft and bright eyes of the woman lost all color and fell to the ground.
"Senior sister, I'm sorry!"
Guan Ruofeng threw away the blood-stained dagger and sat down on the ground, his cloak spreading, like a ghost.
"Tsk, what a pair of infatuated women are ruthless, I didn't expect to see such a play, it's so exciting!"
A joking voice suddenly rang out.
Guan Ruofeng was shocked, and when he looked back, he saw that there was a fat Taoist priest in the cave at some point.
"Why are you here?"
"Dao Ye has long realized that the living are not good things, or the dead are more cute, help you be a pair of ghost mandarin ducks."
After speaking, a ghost-faced banner appeared in his hand, and he rolled it at random, and Guan Ruofeng disappeared from the spot.