"The Sword Saint is here, I'm afraid the Second Prince won't dare to kill us all, right?" Yi Xiaofeng frowned.

Qin Qinxue sighed and said, "What if the Sword Saint leaves?"

Yi Xiaofeng squinted.

At present, his biggest backer is the Juggernaut.

Although the Sword Master has not really accepted him as an apprentice, but he has been a human for two lives, how can he not see the Sword Master's heart for him?

The Sword Saint is absolutely optimistic about him and has always treated him as a disciple.

The relationship between the two is only to pierce the window paper.

Ahem......

That said......

It's a bit ambiguous.

"Shan Tiange is not dead, but he was detained by the Northern Wei Dynasty and was seriously injured, Shan Tiange and the second prince seem to have a very good relationship, I heard the patrol disciples of Zhuo Ye Fort mention that Zhuo Ye Fort was attacked by a group of mysterious assassins before, and most of the elite subordinates of the old castle lord died, it is estimated that the second prince is helping Shan Tiange clear the henchmen of the old castle lord. Qin Qinxue said as she glanced around, for fear that someone would approach and eavesdrop.

"I have a plan. ”

"That is to be loyal to the second prince and worship the second prince, after all, his subordinates must have helped him do evil things, and it is impossible to kill them all, on the contrary, if you pretend not to know and do not take refuge in the second prince, you will definitely die. ”

Yi Xiaofeng fell into thought.

That's a good idea.

However, he has a better choice of backers, and there is no need to seek skin with the tiger.

"I'll rest for a while, otherwise it's hard to walk. Yi Xiaofeng said with a smile.

Qin Qinxue nodded, and immediately, she stepped aside.

The five daughters of Chenlan followed up and surrounded Yi Xiaofeng.

There is more than one beauty on the side, and Yi Xiaofeng has attracted the jealous eyes of many male monks.

"Don't approach the second prince easily, that is the abyss, but anyone who works for him and wants to leave must not die well. Chenlan reminded meaningfully.

Yi Xiaofeng glanced at her.

Chenlan said calmly: "It's not that I want to eavesdrop, it's that you don't understand the art of sound transmission, fortunately, there are Qi Refining Realm cultivators nearby, otherwise your conversation will definitely lead to trouble." ”

When Yi Xiaofeng heard this, he was secretly afraid.

It seems that we will have to be more careful in exchanging information in the future.

Afterwards, Yi Xiaofeng took in his breath while waiting for the Sword Master to appear.

He had to hug Bai Hongxiao's thighs and leave, it was too dangerous to stay here.

Night is falling.

Oil lamps are erected around the clearing, and the phosphorescent glow makes the atmosphere eerie.

The monks were very nervous, especially when they saw the high oil lamps in this circle, and panic and uneasiness began to spread.

"They're not going to set us on fire, are they?"

"Probably not...... Anyway, it is also the royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and it can't do such a thing that is unreasonable. ”

"I can only pray that if the Sword Saint is still here, he will never allow such evil things to happen. ”

"No wonder Tu Xin Ancestor died so quickly, it turned out that the real trouble was behind. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, the second prince is kind-hearted, and it is impossible to harm us for no reason. ”

Listening to the exchange of words among the monks around him, Yi Xiaofeng was anxious.

After waiting for so long, he didn't see Bai Hongxiao.

This guy shouldn't really be gone!

Yi Xiaofeng didn't want to die after experiencing a catastrophe.

In that case, it would be better to die directly at the hands of the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor.

Just when Yi Xiaofeng was uneasy, the second prince came accompanied by the great commander Wu Chen.

The second prince was wearing a golden robe, his hands were behind his waist, and he exuded an imperial aura between his steps.

His golden robe was not embroidered with a dragon pattern, but an eagle pattern, and even so, there was a sense of déjà vu in the imperial robe.

"Really good at pretending, aren't you afraid that your Lao Tzu will kill you?" Yi Xiaofeng scolded secretly.

For some reason, he was very unhappy when he saw the second prince.

Although the second prince is dignified.

Maybe it's a fate.

The second prince walked to a dirt slope formed by the accumulation of ruins, he glanced at all the monks in front of him, and slowly spoke: "My third brother died in Zhuoye Castle, according to our investigation, the cause of death is a secret weapon, not being killed by the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor, now, you must select ten people who you think are the most suspicious, and I will let them be tortured again." ”

"Don't be hasty, you are not good people, most of them are demon cultivators and evil cultivators, and there are very few monks from famous and decent families, or even almost none. ”

The monks looked at each other.

Isn't that hasty?

Yi Xiaofeng scolded in his heart, what the hell is this playing werewolf killing and voting?

Ten people were killed when the first ticket went out?

And then continue to vote and kill to the end?

"Your Royal Highness the Second Prince, this is not good, what if someone is in a group?" someone shouted.

His words were echoed.

The second prince said coldly: "There should be only one murderer of my third brother, there was no fight in the room, and the soldiers did not find other suspicious figures, indicating that the murderer's companions are likely to be none, or there are only a few people, who can hold together, at least some of the suspicions can be cleared." ”

Many of the monks almost cursed.

Yi Xiaofeng couldn't help but roll his eyes.

You're just trying to kill us, and you're going around so many twists and turns.

For a moment, the monks fell silent.

The night is cold, and there is a hidden murderous motive.

In the silence, there seemed to be the sound of a murderous harp echoing in the hearts of the monks.

That's when it happened.

A voice floated in:

"Li Bai, come here. ”

Li bai?

The monks were stunned, and Yi Xiaofeng was also stunned.

Wait a minute!

Isn't Li Bai me?

Yi Xiaofeng immediately turned around to look, only to see Bai Hongxiao standing in the ruined attic in the distance, with his back to the crescent moon.

He was pleasantly surprised.

The big guy really didn't forget me!

Yi Xiaofeng hurriedly got up.

"Help me and go over together!" Yi Xiaofeng said in a low voice.

The five girls of Chenlan came back to their senses and hurriedly helped him to walk in the direction where Bai Hongxiao was.

The monks looked at Yi Xiaofeng and the six with envy.

Qin Qinxue wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end she didn't have the cheekiness to follow.

The second prince squinted and asked, "What is the origin of this Li Bai?"

Wu Chen next to him replied: "I have asked people to inquire, this person calls himself Qinglian Sword Immortal, and the Slaughter Heart Ancestor was killed by him, but he only has the cultivation of the Qi Refining Realm, I estimate that it should be a disciple or descendant of the Sword Saint, and the Sword Saint killed the Slaughter Heart Ancestor by his hand." ”

The second prince's eyes flickered, and he wrote down the name Li Bai.

After walking for a while, Yi Xiaofeng and the others came to Bai Hongxiao.

"Senior, what a ......," Yi Xiaofeng said excitedly, his eyes full of gratitude.

Bai Hongxiao raised his hand, interrupted him, and said, "Don't thank you first, there is something for you to do next." ”

Although Yi Xiaofeng is shameless, Bai Hongxiao still admires his righteousness.

From beginning to end, Yi Xiaofeng has never escaped.

Even in the face of a strong enemy with a huge disparity in strength, he still dared to raise his sword to meet it.

This courage is enough to outweigh countless people.

Bai Hongxiao turned to leave.

Yi Xiaofeng and others followed.

"Senior, what do you need me to do?" Yi Xiaofeng asked expectantly.

When you're a disciple?

Can be considered!

Bai Hongxiao's sleeves swayed in the wind, strolling forward, and said in an indifferent tone: "There is a demon talent in the Northern Wei royal family, with excellent kendo talent, the emperor wants me to include him in the door, I don't want to, now that my identity has been exposed, the demon talent is also here, you have a discussion with the demon talent, let him retreat." ”

Yi Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and asked, "What kind of cultivation is he?"

Bai Hongxiao replied: "Build the ninth layer of the foundation realm. ”

Yi Xiaofeng said: "Oh!"

His face was expressionless, and there was only one word in his heart.

Day!