The other side.

Young Master Wenyang walked out of the royal weapons shop angrily, gathered several subordinates at the door, and prepared to turn back and teach Ye Feng a lesson.

I don't know when, there is an old man hunched over behind Wen Yang, with messy hair and a shawl, nostrils facing the sky, big and small eyes, and his appearance is very ugly, giving people a gloomy feeling.

"Ahem!" the hunchbacked old man let out a low voice and patted Wen Yang on the shoulder.

"Who!" Wen Yang was angry at this time, turned around, and the moment he saw the hunchbacked old man, he couldn't help but feel terrified, took a few steps back in panic, and glared: "You, you are ...... Mr. Du?"

The prime minister often deals with the prince, as the grandson of the prime minister, Wen Yang has naturally seen some of the prince's subordinates, and the most impressive thing for Wen Yang is the old man in front of him, Du Jiu.

Don't look at this old man's ugly appearance, but he is a poisoner, his whole body looks like poison, Wenyang once saw it once, but he saw with his own eyes that this old man had poisoned an adult elephant with a drop of venom.

"Huh, does Young Master Wenyang still remember the old man?" Du Jiu's laughter was worse than crying, it was extremely harsh, and the muscles on his face shook from side to side.

Wen Yang said in his heart, you old poison, no matter who sees it once, it is difficult to forget, the shocked appearance is one in a thousand, especially the strange poison on your body, it makes people goosebumps when they think about it.

Suddenly, Wen Yang had an idea, why not use this old poison to teach the kid in the weapon shop a lesson, and arched his hand: "Mr. Du, you came just in time, I want to ask Mr. Du to do something!"

"Huh, does Young Master Wen want the old man to help you deal with the Five Princes?" Du Jiuyin smiled, he had secretly hidden in the weapon shop before, and naturally witnessed the battle between Wen Yang and Ye Feng.

"Fifth prince, you say that kid is the fifth prince?" Wen Yang was stunned for a moment, thinking carefully, I said how dare that kid contradict this young master, and don't put my grandfather in his eyes, it turns out that that kid is the fifth prince, and all this makes sense.

"Young Master Wen, although rest assured, the five princes currently have no soldiers and no power, and they are just a chicken in the palace, how can they be compared with His Royal Highness the Prince, it just so happens that the old man was ordered to arrest a person, and that person is now with the five princes, and then the old man will casually solve the five princes!" Du Jiu had received a secret order from the crown prince, and if he could assassinate the five princes, he would get a very satisfactory reward.

"Okay, good, good, if Mr. Du makes a move, what can he do even if he is the fifth prince!" Young Master Wenyang said three 'good' words in a row, borrowing a knife to kill people, why not, and said: "Mr. Du wants to have something to do with me, just say it!"

"Hey, the old man really needs Young Master Wen's cooperation, and you can ...... it then!"

......

Royal Arms Shop, in a private room.

Zhao Xiaoyue's little face leaned on the letter, and after a few glances, she said indignantly: "Big brother, the prince is too bold, he dares to secretly conspire with the enemy country and plot against the throne, otherwise, we will take the letter now and denounce him!"

Ye Feng held his chin, was silent for a while, and finally threw the letter and envelope into the ring he carried, "This doesn't need to be silent in advance, just a letter is not enough to bring down the prince!"

The first problem now is that the three of them are being targeted by the prince's subordinates outside, and they must think of a way to get out of trouble.

"Fifth prince, we are now in the same boat, what should we do, I will listen to you below!" Situ Jiexing asked, in order to save his life, he was ready to go out.

"Solution?" Ye Feng smiled bitterly, there was indeed a not-so-wise way in his heart, to risk his life, lure the enemy away, and try to let Zhao Xiaoyue and Situ Xingxing escape, "Brother Situ, if there is a chance, you can escape, please make sure that Xiaoyue and you leave safely!"

"Childe, don't worry, I will obey my orders!" Situ picked up the stars and was happy, and from Ye Feng's words, he heard that there was still a way.

"Well, this son will believe you once!" Ye Feng nodded, still uneasy in his heart, he secretly left his divine sense on Situ Xingxing before, if he found that Situ Xingxing was irregular, even if he changed his appearance a thousand times in the future, he would have to catch it once and give a verdict.

After a deep sigh, he said: "However, before we go out, we must be prepared, I don't have any weapons on me today, Brother Situ, do you have any other weapons besides bending the bow?"

In this way, he is naturally thinking about that spiritual weapon, but he doesn't want to cause death in order to save someone, and in the end he won't get anything.

"Of course there is, Childe, please take a look!" Situ Jiexing was quite honest, and without thinking, he shook his hand, and fell out of the space ring with a large number of weapons, swords, bows, axes, hammers, sticks, etc., and almost gathered all eighteen kinds of weapons, these are all Situ Jiexing's collections for many years, and they were obtained by improper means.

"Huh?" Ye Feng's eyes flashed, staring at one of the weapons, which was completely black, like a thin sword made of wood.

This sword is the spiritual weapon that Ye Feng has been looking for.

I picked it up casually and checked it, the weight was no different from ordinary wood, but with the memory of his previous life, Ye Feng recognized it at a glance that this was indeed a spiritual weapon.

Ye Feng knew that the material for making this sword was a rare demon tree in the world, called Devouring Wood, this tree was psychic and lived by devouring blood.

"This blood-devouring sword has no spirituality on the surface, and it is not even comparable to an ordinary sword, because it ...... It hasn't devoured blood for a long time!" Ye Feng probed with his divine sense, this kind of sword, only by constantly devouring blood, can it truly exert its power.

It may be that the previous owner of this spirit sword didn't know that the sword was going to devour blood, so he didn't treat it as a spirit weapon.

So, who was the former owner of this sword?

"Big brother, you're holding a sword!" Zhao Xiaoyue reminded.

The so-called saber is a sword that is beautiful on the surface, but actually has little use, which is used to decorate people's waists and increase their bearing.

"Well, this sword is very good-looking, so let's keep it as a souvenir!" Ye Feng smiled and nodded, put it into the space ring, and turned to Situ Xingxing, "By the way, Brother Situ, by the way, where did you get the wooden sword?"

"Wooden sword ......!" Hearing this, Situ Jiexing was a little dumbfounded, swallowed a breath, and then said: "Don't hide it from the son, in addition to petty theft, villains usually have a hobby, that is, tomb robbing, and the wooden sword was stolen from a tomb!"

"Tomb robbing, you have a lot of hobbies!" Ye Feng rolled his eyes and asked, "I don't know which tomb you stole and where is the tomb?"

When you have time, you must go over and take a look, maybe there are other spiritual weapons in the tomb.

"This ......!" Situ picked up the stars and glanced at Ye Feng cautiously, "Actually...... The villain went to Eighty-Eight...... The tomb of the Eighth Prince!"

"Eighth Prince?"